Chapter 875: Xia Jiuyou, you little brat, do you really want me to kill you before you

In the Jiang family's imperial palace, Jiang Shenwang continued speaking with the holy sect leaders and clan patriarchs, though now each of them harbored many thoughts.

Because of Fang Yu, the Xuan Sect had become an alliance of mutual aid with the ancient Jiang family of Huangu, a development that was far from good news for the major holy sects and clans.

With this, the Xuan Sect would inevitably rise, and if Fang Yu cultivated to a high realm under Jiang Shenwang's protection, he might bring unimaginable changes to the entire Eastern Wilderness's balance of power.

Such influence, even they themselves could not predict.

"By the way, my Xuan Sect has another outstanding disciple—he is Ye Fan, a Huangu Holy Body. Recently, after obtaining the Xuan Huang Mother Qi Root, he suffered greatly, but now he should finally have a few days of peace."

As they spoke, Fang Yu opened his mouth, his gaze fixed on the Holy Master of Huangu Ji Clan and the Holy Master of Yao Guang.

"That is certain."

The Holy Master of Yao Guang and the Ji Clan Holy Master exchanged glances; the Holy Master of Yao Guang spoke first, his face expressionless, while the Ji Clan Holy Master remained silent—so many of his clan had perished over Ye Fan, and the mighty ancient clan had been humiliated repeatedly, becoming a laughingstock to many.

But now, Ye Fan could not even be openly killed—it was truly stifling.

Moreover, such a priceless treasure as the Xuan Huang Mother Qi Root could no longer be contested.

This was excruciating.

Yet before the Shenwang, the Ji Clan Holy Master said nothing.

"Ye Fan—that young friend's cultivation base has already reached Dao Palace Fifth Realm, correct? To reach Dao Palace Fifth Realm in this age is exceedingly rare. I am willing to lend him a hand and see if he can break through to the Four Extremities Secret Realm and shatter the Huangu Holy Body's curse. It has been many years since anyone saw a Huangu Holy Body reach the Four Extremities Secret Realm."

Hearing Fang Yu's words, Jiang Shenwang paused briefly, then spoke.

"What? The Shenwang intends to assist the Huangu Holy Body in breaking through to the Four Extremities Secret Realm?"

"Is this truly a move to forge an unbreakable alliance with the Xuan Sect?"

"If the Huangu Holy Body shatters the curse and enters the Four Extremities Secret Realm, once he rises, won't he be compelled to fiercely protect the bond between Jiang family and Xuan Sect?"

"This is too…"

"The Huangu Holy Body shatter the curse? How can this be? Holy Bodies have lain dormant for over a hundred thousand years—no one has ever reached Great Completion since, having lost their ancient invincible glory. Is the Shenwang trying to change all this?"

"Holy Bodies cannot reach Great Completion! Great Completion will surely bring disaster!"

At this moment, every holy master present was filled with countless thoughts, yet none dared speak to stop it.

When Jiang Shenwang spoke of this matter, it was already decided.

Very soon, word of what happened here spread, reaching every corner of Shengcheng.

"Did you hear? The Xuan Sect and the ancient Jiang family have formed an alliance—attack the Xuan Sect and you attack the ancient Jiang family!"

"Not only that, Jiang Shenwang intends to assist the Huangu Holy Body in breaking the curse and entering the Four Extremities Secret Realm!"

"Whoa, how much source will that require? I heard it takes a million jin of source just for a Holy Body to reach Dao Palace Fifth Realm, and to enter the Four Extremities Secret Realm, it will take at least ten million jin—this is an astronomical number!"

"Ten million jin of source is indeed terrifying for us—we might need ten thousand years to gather that much. But for the ancient Jiang family, especially Jiang Shenwang, ten million jin is nothing. Besides, Fang Yu, the eldest disciple of the Xuan Sect, is a peerless source art genius. Last time he observed source, he acquired countless rare treasures; just auctioning the head of an ancient royal clan could fetch a million jin of source. If he auctions the Qilin seed, selling three million jin would be effortless."

"That's true, but Fang Yu is Fang Yu, and Ye Fan is Ye Fan—will Fang Yu give it? If I were him, I certainly wouldn't. A divine herb seed—even if someone kidnapped my concubine, I wouldn't hand it over."

"Still, no matter what, the entire Northern Region is now filled with stories of the Xuan Sect—Fang Yu and Ye Fan are both the center of attention!"

"That's true."

Outside, chaos reigned and all were stirred; yet in one secluded place, the outstanding young cultivators had gathered.

It was a tranquil little lake, where water grass mingled with the scent of earth, no fine trees planted nearby—only primal nature remained.

Water grass, wild birds, pond fish—it carried the rustic charm of mountains and villages, yet deeply beloved by some cultivators.

Fang Yu sat slowly sipping wine, beside him were Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and Tu Fei.

Of course, there were also several holy sect heirs—such as Yao Yuekong, the young master of Tianyao Palace; Imperial Prince Xia Yiming of Daya; Xiang Yifei, the Holy Son of Dayan; and the young master of the Golden Clan of the Northern Plains.

"Congratulations, Brother Ye—if you enter the Four Extremities Secret Realm, what kind of battle power will you possess? Truly something to look forward to."

Yao Yuekong raised his cup to toast Ye Fan.

"I will succeed in reaching the Four Extremities Secret Realm."

Ye Fan raised his cup, his heart filled with deep emotion.

Previously, with the Xuan Huang Mother Qi Root on his person, he was constantly coveted wherever he went—but now, after Fang Shixiong and Jiang Shenwang spoke with the holy masters of the major sects, no one would dare openly covet his Xuan Huang Mother Qi Root anymore.