Chapter 711: Unification (Bonus chapter for Alliance Leader Elvin2016!)

Ruins of the Wanxing Sect.

Ever since the death of Feiying Zhenren, this Golden Core Sect had no second Golden Core Ancestor, and such a massive power immediately collapsed like a tree falling, its followers scattering like monkeys.

And when news arrived that Fang Laozu of the Yaowang Sect had successfully reached the Nascent Soul stage, those remaining Wanxing Sect cultivators announced their departure from the Wanxing Sect one after another, terrified of incurring the wrath of the number one cultivator in the Far West!

In reality, there was no need for Aaron to dirty his hands.

He did not even express his stance, yet the several major Golden Core powers nearby went mad, hunting down the cultivators of the Wanxing Sect and the Gu Immortal Sect to show him their favor and loyalty.

Before long, the entire Far West knew that the Wanxing Sect had colluded with the Yuanchen Black Demon Sect to bring disaster upon the world, and that they deserved their deaths!

And as for the great Master Fang of the Yaowang Sect, who set things right by first executing the Wanxing Sect and then annihilating the Black Demon Sect, truly, if Heaven had not given birth to Fang Laozu, the Far West Countries would have been like a long night for eternity!

Langhuan Jade Terrace.

"The beautiful scenery remains, but the world has changed..."

Although the Yaowang Sect had already occupied six countries, with territory twice as large as the Haoran Sect, as a Nascent Soul sect, it was still too small...

A Golden Core Ancestor exclaimed and said to Aaron: "Reporting to the Ancestor... after the Blood Moon, there were mortals in Can Guo who practiced using 'Paper Art', leaving behind endless poison. They called themselves 'Paper Cultivators' and were skilled in various paper-based spells, flourishing for a time... later they vanished without a trace. I thought they had been wiped out by the Azure Heaven Sect, but looking at it now, it seems the entire Azure Heaven Sect has fallen... I fear even this Zong Laoguai has met with foul play and been turned into a Paper-skinned Person!"

The many Golden Core cultivators below breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that Fang Laozu did not demand the direct annexation of their sects.

"The Ancestor is wise!" Other cultivators were overjoyed, while some wore expressions of worry: "This Blood Moon Disaster is comparable to the descent of the Ancient Demon Realm; it is not easy to deal with..."

"Congratulations to the Ancestor!"

After all, the Far West was surrounded on three sides by forbidden zones and even more desolate lands; only to the east was there the more prosperous Great Qian Cultivation World.

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

"Falling into the demonic path? Hehe... what do you think?"

"Our disciples and sect members have also encountered monsters, some falling directly or even being seduced into the demonic path..."

Just as the scene was filled with terror, a cold laugh suddenly rang out: "A Nascent Soul old monster... what a grand display of might!"

It was not that it couldn't be suppressed, but it was too much trouble...

'It is fortunate that he did not directly annex our Daoist Lineage; it is not entirely unbearable...'

—The art of Paper-cutting into Soldiers!

Every one of these Dao Soldiers possessed Foundation Establishment strength, and even the armor and weapons on their bodies... were equivalent to High-grade Magical Tools!

The next moment, a huge shadow loomed over, and countless gray lights enveloped the area.

The surrounding cultivators turned into escape lights and fled, clearing out a blank space.

Anyway, his time was infinite; this bit of waiting was nothing, enough to send those dissenters away one by one...

"I recognize him... he is the Supreme Elder of the Azure Heaven Sect in Can Guo—Zong Laoguai!"

After all, the Blood Moon Disaster was intensifying, and having a Nascent Soul cultivator as a backer made them feel more at ease.

'Let us wait until several hundred years later and see what the descendants do...'

On the surface, they would absolutely never resist the Yaowang Sect, and would even actively maintain the Yaowang Sect's hegemony... as long as the Yaowang Sect's Nascent Soul was present, they would remain loyal dogs to the Yaowang Sect!

Unfortunately... what they did not know was that if one acts like a dog for too long, one truly becomes domesticated!

'Having already seen the fate of Shen Le, it is a pity you still want to continue waiting for me to die...'

Although he could directly annex the entire Far West, doing so would certainly provoke the desperate resistance of those Golden Core powers.

Although most of their displays were feigned, there was also a bit of sincerity.

He turned around and arrived at his seat.

'It seems this Fang Laozu is very cautious and moves step by step...'

Zong Laoguai's expression remained unchanged, but his face changed in a weird way... it became paler and lost its vitality, with stiff lines in his brows and eyes, looking just like a paper figurine with brows and eyes drawn in charcoal!

"It's a Paper Cultivator!"

Aaron's expression was calm as he drank a cup of Spirit Wine: "My Yaowang Sect occupies Xixu, Dongwu, Yuanchen, Lin, Wu, and Lan Guo... the other sects may maintain their independent lineages, but their actions must be consistent with the Yaowang Sect. Do you have any objections? If there are no objections, then take the oath..."

They had no choice but to submit!

In this small, pathetic place of the Far West, a late-stage Golden Core could be a king or hegemon... as for a Nascent Soul old monster?

There had truly never been one before!

Furthermore... the current situation was different from before.

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of many cultivators changed drastically, and various protective light shields lit up one after another.

Aaron seemed to see through their concerns and smiled faintly: "Recently, weird events have occurred frequently among the mortals, but rest assured, as long as this Ancestor is here, this Far West will not be turned upside down!"

The many cultivators looked over and discovered it was a seat in the southeast corner.

"What is wrong with being a paper person?" Zong Laoguai chuckled: "Could it be that you do not desire Changsheng?"

In the past, if these sects were truly unwilling to submit to Aaron, they could have migrated to the east or even asked for help from Nascent Soul powers in the east.

Below, the many Golden Core Ancestors of the various Golden Core powers knelt down, expressing their intent to submit.

A female Golden Core cultivator exclaimed: "Zong Laoguai... you... have you fallen into the demonic path?!"

Aaron swept his gaze over the expressions of the cultivators below and suddenly said: "This Blood Moon Disaster is indeed difficult to block and impossible to guard against; for instance, among those present, there is a Ghost Cultivator!"

Aaron stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the beauty of the ten thousand Feiying, and sighed faintly.

'As long as the Yaowang Sect does not produce a Nascent Soul every generation, this hegemony can last at most several hundred years... after all, Fang Laozu is already over six hundred years old, and the lifespan of a Nascent Soul cultivator is around a thousand years... I will just have to endure for four or five hundred years...'

Aaron chose to slowly nibble away with great patience.

These Golden Core Ancestors were all smart people who chose to do exactly what Shen Le had done.

But at this moment, everything was different!

The border of the Great Gan further east of the Boundless Desert was the territory of the Black Demon Sect, which had long since turned into a Blood Sea where countless weird things lived, forming a natural blockade and isolation zone!

This meant that the powers of the entire Far West, even if they wanted to relocate their sects, had nowhere to run!

Other than submission, they had no other way!

"Hmm..."

"Fellow Daoist, that is incorrect. That is neither Demon nor monster, but something even more Weird... impossible to guard against!"

He blew a light breath, and countless palm-sized paper men, paper horses, paper soldiers, and paper armor drifted in all directions, rapidly expanding in mid-air to transform into Dao Soldiers riding steeds, wearing iron helmets, and wielding long weapons!

The Black Jade Seal crashed down with a boom, smashing Zong Laoguai and the Dao Soldiers into powder.

The group of cultivators raised their cups, and words of flattery filled the ears.

Aaron complained inwardly, but he was happy that these people made such a choice, so he continued to raise his cup and laughed: "Everyone, let us toast to the unification of the Far West!"

"Mere petty tricks, and you dare to show them off here?"

Aaron let out a cold snort.

(End of this chapter)