Chapter 813

He immediately felt that letting Cangyun Bai He transform into a phoenix was indeed the wisest choice imaginable.

Who wouldn't feel fond of such a loyal, thoughtful little warmth?

Then Jiang Daoxuan's expression turned serious: "You've just transformed into a phoenix body—you still need time to adapt and familiarize yourself. In Cangwu, only Xiao Bai is best suited to be your opponent. Take my order to the Spirit Spring and meet him..."

"Once you've fully mastered your abilities and lost all clumsiness, go to the Spirit Beast Hall and assume the post of Fourth Guardian."

"If I'm not here, everything shall be under Xiao Bai's command. Understood?"

Xiao Tao nodded: "Rest assured, Master. I understand—I'm off to find Brother Xiao Bai right away!"

Jiang Daoxuan smiled: "Good. In the meantime, he seems to have grown slack. Go on—let him adjust to this new life..."

No sooner had he spoken than Xiao Tao vanished into the sky, heading toward the Spirit Spring!

Only when her figure vanished completely from Jiang Daoxuan's sight.

Jiang Daoxuan then withdrew his gaze, preparing to return to Bai Yu Jing to cultivate.

Yet, the moment he moved, he suddenly sensed something.

"Hmm? Interesting."

Jiang Daoxuan let out a soft murmur of surprise.

Within his powerful spiritual sense, he detected several Primordial Spirit cultivators racing toward Cangwu Mountain!

Cultivators of this realm could not possibly belong to Da Qin.

Not even the other eight nations could possess them!

"Yuehua?"

Jiang Daoxuan instantly formed a guess.

But why would Yuehua Imperial Court's Primordial Spirit cultivators suddenly appear in his territory?

And why so many at once?

After pondering, the only possible reason drawing them here was Jiang Zhiwei, who was in Tianjian Sect, and Jiang Chen, who had recently gained great renown.

"All Tianjian Sect elites primarily cultivate the Supreme Sword Dao, each possessing profound sword cultivation—but among them, only one cultivator wields Sword King-level mastery. The others show no clear sword cultivator aura. Thus, they're not from Tianjian Sect."

"So their target is likely Jiang Chen?"

Relying on his spiritual sense, long purified by the Nüwa Contemplation Map, and his Sword Saint-level sword mastery,

Jiang Daoxuan instantly saw through every Primordial Spirit cultivator's true nature.

To prevent accidents, he flashed away, vanishing from his spot and heading toward the Primordial Spirit cultivators!

On the other side.

High in the sky.

Seven figures shot past swiftly.

As they raced toward their destination, they covertly observed one another, eyes brimming with hostility!

At first, they hadn't known each other's goals or why the others had come to Da Qin.

But as they neared Cangwu Mountain, they all knew clearly—the others, like themselves, were here for Jiang Chen!

At that moment, one Primordial Spirit cultivator used spiritual sense to transmit a message: "Wang Laogui! Your Xuanqing Sect is overflowing with talent, its strength and depth nearly securing your status as Yuehua's top sect—so why lower yourselves to compete with us for a single cultivator?"

"Exactly! Your Xuanqing Sect teems with prodigies—you don't need this little Jiang Chen. Why risk offending everyone to fight over him?"

"Even without Jiang Chen, your Xuanqing Sect's future is limitless. Why add this unnecessary trouble?"

The surrounding Primordial Spirit cultivators all spoke up.

If Xuanqing Sect would simply withdraw,

they'd eliminate one rival and stand a better chance of recruiting Jiang Chen, such a fine talent.

Hearing their shameless words, the Xuanqing Sect cultivator sneered: "Top sect of Yuehua? Hmph. The depths of your various sects aren't far behind mine. To fight over one disciple, you lower yourselves to flatter my sect—how can you even say that with a straight face?"

"Heh, we've all been old friends for centuries—what's each other's nature? Who doesn't know? Why pretend?"

"As for prodigies, more is always better. No one ever turns them away."

"Besides, though my Xuanqing Sect has many prodigies, ask yourselves honestly—is Jiang Chen even an ordinary prodigy?"

At this, one Primordial Spirit cultivator snorted: "Hmph! Then let's settle it with force!"

"Whoever proves strongest gets Jiang Chen—I claim him for Xueyang Sect!"

"Hah! Spare the big talk! Your Xueyang Sect's Heavenly Elder was severely wounded recently—he's still recovering, so how dare you compete with us?"

"You... insolent!"

In an instant, the scene became a chaotic clash of sharp blades!

Meanwhile, at the edge of the crowd,

Hu Guang, Elder of Tianjian Sect, watched the spectacle and felt a pounding headache.

"Master, we've all underestimated the Cangwu Jiang family. To protect them, my single strength is surely insufficient..."

Hu Guang sighed.

Though he didn't know just how extraordinary Jiang Chen's talent truly was to draw such fierce competition,

he clearly saw the hunger in their eyes.

He could already foresee what would happen once they reached Cangwu Mountain:

If Jiang Chen refused them and offended their pride,

these Primordial Spirit cultivators would surely not hesitate to fight openly.

At that point, how could he alone stop them?

Hu Guang's expression grew increasingly complex.

He suddenly recalled how, before leaving Tianjian Sect, his Master had suggested he bring a helper—but he'd refused, choosing to come alone.

At this moment, Hu Guang truly wished he could go back in time and kill himself.

Dying for the sake of face — suffering while still alive!