Chapter 1026

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Xuan Yan's gaze flickered slightly upon hearing this.

Dongting is called an Immortal Sect not only because of its ancient inheritance, but also because of the Seven Great Immortal Peaks.

The Peak Master of each Xianfeng has at least reached the Spirit Transformation stage, and some have even reached the Void Refinement stage.

Xianfeng resources, member capabilities, and disciple potential — all belong to the top tier.

Among them, Qingmu Peak has already been taken over by Xu Zhangqing, and has now become the number one Qingmu Sect in Dongyu.

The remaining Six Major Immortal Peaks each possess cultivation methods, magic treasures, and even connections accumulated over a thousand years.

After the Dongting Immortal Sect split apart, some of the Seven Great Immortal Peaks held fast to their territories, while others migrated with their entire peaks.

Now that the Central Region has fallen, if the Six Major Immortal Peaks still try to hold out stubbornly, they will sooner or later be picked off one by one by the demons.

Xu Zhangqing's tone was not fast, yet every word was clear: "If we can gather the remaining Six Major Immortal Peaks entirely into Qingmu Sect, then whether in foundation or strength, this side will rise a whole level.

Cultivation methods, magic treasures, talents — these are the foundation of a sect.

My Qingmu Sect was established for a short time and lacks accumulation; if we can accept the Six Major Immortal Peaks, we can make up for the shortcomings in the shortest possible time."

Xuan Yan nodded slightly: "The reasoning is sound, but the Six Major Immortal Peaks each have their own thoughts; some may be willing to submit, but others probably won't lower their heads easily."

"Then we'll take them one by one."

Xu Zhangqing's tone carried an unquestionable domineering air: "Those willing to come are fellow disciples; those unwilling are opponents.

This principle, they will understand sooner or later."

Afterward, he added in a low voice: "The time left to us… is not much."

The Seven Great Immortal Peaks of the Dongting Immortal Sect each have their own duties, each their own nature.

Tiexue Peak commands conquest, its sharpness unmatched.

Shuixian Peak specializes in array formations and illusion arts, overcoming hardness with softness.

Qingmu Peak manages agriculture and plants, serving as the sect's foundation.

Chi Huo Peak focuses exclusively on fire techniques and the alchemical dao, its nature fierce like fire.

Jin Gang Peak tempers the body and refines artifacts, its edge at its keenest.

Hou Tu Peak stabilizes defense, steady as a mountain.

As for Xuanming Peak, what it commands are yin sha, poison barriers, and the netherworld dao.

The disciples of this peak deal with yin evil beings year-round, cultivate netherworld techniques, control poisonous creatures, refine yin sha magic tools; their methods are ruthless and extreme.

It can be said that among the Seven Great Immortal Peaks, this is the most unlikable branch.

The existence who controls Xuanming Peak is Gui Lao, also known as Lu Chen Yuan.

Lu Chen Yuan has controlled Xuanming Peak for an extremely long time; his only requirement for the peak's disciples is "usefulness".

As for whether their personalities are sociable or their methods upright, he does not care, and even deliberately indulges them.

Over time, Xuanming Peak gathered a group of cultivators with eccentric personalities, extreme conduct, and poor social skills.

Their cultivation is not weak, their spells cunning and vicious, and their understanding of yin sha and the netherworld far surpasses the outside world.

But they are poor at cooperation, poor at negotiation, and even normal fellow-disciple camaraderie is hard to maintain.

Among the Seven Great Immortal Peaks, Xuanming Peak has the worst popularity, yet in terms of individual combat strength, aside from Tiexue Peak, the other peaks may not be able to suppress them.

Later Lu Chen Yuan died, and Xuanming Peak completely lost its backbone.

This Xianfeng was already low-profile; afterward it withdrew from the troublesome vortex, sought out a remote place to hide away, had no dealings with people, and took part in no disputes.

Everything happening in the outside world — the Demon God invasion, the fall of the Central Region, the reshuffling of major powers — had nothing to do with these people.

They thought that as long as they buried their heads low enough, they could weather all storms.

Pity, they were wrong.

Xu Zhangqing never forgot this Xianfeng.

Not because he holds grudges, but because talent is rare.

The cultivators of Xuanming Peak, taken individually, are every one a thorn in the side, with perverse personalities, unbound by etiquette, and a few can even be described as "vile".

Yet their abilities are genuinely real.

Yin sha spells can produce miraculous effects when fighting the Demon Race; the poison barrier dao has an irreplaceable role in defense and ambush.

And their understanding of the netherworld is precisely the puzzle piece Qingmu Sect lacks most.

As for the person who left the deepest impression, Xu Zhangqing remembers clearly: Mo Sha.

Back then, he and Xu Zhangqing belonged to the same cohort; this person's personality was extremely vile, with a venomous mouth and black heart, acting without scruples, and his popularity in the sect was rock-bottom.

Later, he even beat one of the Four Little Geniuses, Lan Tian, into developing strange feelings.

Mo Sha's talent and aptitude, placed in any era, would absolutely rank among the best.

So many years have passed; with this person's aptitude, his cultivation absolutely would not have fallen low.

And an even more important point: he is of a Foreign Race.

This was also one of the reasons why he was out of place in the sect back then.

Now the Foreign Race in the Northern Domain is in increasingly intense turmoil; a person who can speak with authority among the Foreign Race and is willing to serve Qingmu Sect is irreplaceable.

If we can persuade Mo Sha to go to the Northern Domain to lobby the Foreign Race, even if he only sways one branch, the pressure on Dongyu will be greatly reduced.

Xuan Yan nodded lightly: "I'll handle the positioning."

Then he turned and walked out of the hall, then raised his hand to form a seal.

A wisp of gray-white Qi overflowed from his fingertip, condensing in the air into a slender spirit pattern.

The spirit pattern resembled a winding snake bone, both ends slightly upturned, its entire body emitting a gloomy, faint light.

This is the Yinming Fu of Xuanming Peak; as long as one passes through it, one can find the location of Xuanming Peak.

The spirit pattern hovered in the air for a moment, then suddenly shot toward the horizon, trailing a long gray-white tail behind it, disappearing into the twilight.

Xuan Yan closed his eyes slightly, extending his divine sense along the trajectory of the spirit pattern.

Penetrating the cloud layers, penetrating the barrier.

Finally sensing a faint response sharing the same source as the spirit pattern.

"Found it."

"Where?"

"The old site of Dongting Immortal Sect!"

The hidden location of Xuanming Peak was indeed concealed to the extreme.

You must know that the old site of Dongting Immortal Sect is now already shrouded in earth Qi and poison mist.

Earth Qi isolates divine sense, poison mist corrodes external objects.

These two layers of barriers make it difficult for the outside world to discover Xuanming Peak hidden within.

No wonder that despite being in such chaos, they were able to hide safely until now.

You must know that such an extremely evil place, no one is willing to go at all.

Xuan Yan confirmed the location, then said in a deep voice: "Although the Yinming Fu found the direction, the people of Xuanming Peak did not respond."

After Gui Lao died, no one continued to infuse Yin Qi to maintain it; the imprint on it is extremely faint, usable only for positioning.

Counting on using it to open the door is almost impossible."

Xu Zhangqing said decisively: "No need to notify, let's go directly!"

Moreover, he did not gather elites with great fanfare, only bringing Qin Hundred Li and Li Chuan.

Li Chuan was silent and taciturn; he did not need to ask where they were going, just needed to stay by the lord's side.

Qin Hundred Li was still in that lazy manner, his face under the mask showing no expression.

Xu Zhangqing raised his hand and beckoned; a streak of colorful glow whistled down, and when it landed before everyone, it stirred up a shower of dazzling light dust.

The arrival was precisely Kong Ling.

Its back was enough to accommodate several dozen people.

Four people, naturally easy as anything.

Xu Zhangqing called out: "Depart."

Kong Ling, hearing this, spread his wings; wings several zhang wide shook once, like a rainbow rising from the ground, tearing through the void toward the direction of Xuanming Peak!