Chapter 263: Astonishing Heavenly Scheme, Descends Upon Azure Cloud

As soon as these words were spoken, the three figures in the forbidden area fell silent, and a hush settled over the place.

After a long while, one figure stood up, paced back and forth, then spoke again: "Since you both think so, I, too, have decided—I agree to this plan."

Upon finishing, the other two terrifying figures nodded in unison.

"In that case, let us send emissaries to the Immortal Sect."

"Remember, the true intent of this plan must absolutely not be leaked; otherwise, our Three Great Academies will surely suffer a devastating strike from the Domain Lord."

"As for the Immortal Sect, I think they will certainly not refuse, after all they are facing the Domain Lord alone and surely do not have complete certainty of victory."

One figure pondered for a moment, then spoke in a solemn, low voice.

"We both understand this, but this plot is too major; sending emissaries, I do not feel at ease."

"How about this: I will personally go to Azure Cloud to meet that mysterious Lord of Azure Cloud."

Upon finishing, the three figures simultaneously blurred and vanished instantly within the forbidden area.

……

At the same time, Immortal Wave Continent, Azure Cloud Sect.

At this moment, the Azure Cloud Sect no longer had the bustling crowds of before.

Nearly all disciples from every sect were frantically cultivating in the Time-Space Tower, because the sect would open its doors in three months.

If they go out for training or take on missions then, having low cultivation would not do.

Whether it's dangerous or not is another matter; at that point, losing face would be the sect's own.

It would make people think that the esteemed Azure Ancient's number one great immortal sect had disciples who were nothing like wine bags and rice sacks.

Thus, disciples from all sects are desperately competing.

Furthermore, to prepare for the sect's opening in three months and to fully boost disciples' cultivation, the Time-Space Tower has temporarily lifted its restrictions.

The Pill Refining Hall, the Artifact Refining Hall, and all trial chambers.

The Disciple Trial Tower, the Ascension Immortal Platform, and the Heavenly Pride Training Ground are all operating at full blast; the sect's strength competition has fully commenced.

The menial disciples' area.

"Mother, rest assured, I have entered a tremendous sect."

"Here, the senior brothers and sisters are pleasant to speak with and kind-hearted; I am not bullied in the slightest."

"Moreover, my strength is increasing wildly each day; I will soon be able to enter the outer gate."

"When the sect opens in three months, I will return to see you."

In an antiquated room, Li Yin, wearing menial disciple robes and with silver-white hair, held a token and loudly declared while patting his chest.

Not long after, he set down the token, his eyes filled with emotion.

After three years of seeking immortal destiny, this time he can finally return home in glory.

A few days ago, Senior Han Yue brought him to the sect and had once asked him whether he wanted to go home before leaving.

But at that time, his appearance was too eerie.

His clothes were bloodstained and tattered, his breath chaotic, and he even had a head of white hair.

He feared his mother would worry, so he did not return home.

"I also need to thank Brother Zhao; Brother Zhao sent someone to deliver a sound-transmitting token, allowing me to speak with my mother in advance—I will surely thank him properly this time when I return."

"It's getting late; time to cultivate. Over these three months I will strive hard in my training, so I can return in glory."

After Li Yin finished speaking, his eyes turned resolute as he walked out of the room toward the Time-Space Tower.

To gain wealth and not return home is like walking at night in fine clothes.

The boy who walked out of a small mountain village has finally grown up.

Elsewhere, outside the Azure Cloud Sect's gates, it was extremely lively.

Countless cultivators formed lines stretching tens of thousands of li, all kneeling on the ground.

"Elders of the Immortal Sect, look at this junior! My father says I have the bearing of a celestial immortal; I hope the Immortal Sect will accept me!"

"Senior! My father is Zhang Liuxiang of the Cosmic Abyss Immortal Kingdom; he once issued a call for the Immortal Sect, sending strong ones to guard it—I hope the Immortal Sect will accept me!"

Moreover, many cultivators with immense immortal aura in the queue also respectfully pleaded.

Those young cultivators thought that if they could enter the Immortal Sect, even as a menial disciple, they would immediately rise to great heights.

The menial disciples of other sects and those of the Azure Cloud Sect simply cannot be compared.

The latter's Azure Cloud menial disciples hold top-tier status and resources throughout the heavenly domain.

Those immortals thought that if they could join the Immortal Sect, even just guarding the gate would be wonderful!

In response, the Black Emperor issued a stern warning again: "I, the Emperor, will say this once more—and this is the last time."

"My Azure Cloud currently has no plan to open the mountain and recruit; when the time comes to do so, I will announce it in advance to the entire heavenly domain."

"At that time, welcome everyone to come."

"As for those with strong cultivation who can pass the Illusory Heavenly Ladder test, they may stay first."

"As for the rest, they should go about their own business."

"Do you really think my Azure Cloud is a charity hall, taking in any stray cat or dog?"

After the Black Emperor finished speaking, a thought moved his mind, and a massive pressure surged forth.

"Hey hey hey, whatever you're doing, don't be afraid."

"Hey you, hurry up and collect it."

Seeing the cultivator frightened at the other end, the Black Emperor quickly shouted.

Those who were not coming to seek admission were instead bringing resources and spirit stones to the sect.

……

Time flowed on, and soon it was three days later.

That day, outside the Qingyun Sect gate, it was much quieter than three days before; the crowds that had lined up to pray had all been driven off.

Only the cultivators bearing gifts continued to arrive in an unending stream.

A figure descended into the void, extremely concealed; no one outside the sect, not even the Black Emperor, noticed.

"Is the Qingyun Sect ahead?"

"Concealment Grand Formation."

"No! The immortal qi here is incredibly dense—far surpassing that of my Xianqing Academy by several times!"

His emotional fluctuation was instantly sensed by Feng Qingyang in the Qingyun Sect's Qingyun Immortal Palace.

"One revolution, half-step Golden Immortal?"

"What faction does this person belong to, coming to my Qingyun Sect for what purpose?"

On the Immortal Palace's throne, Feng Qingyang furrowed his brows slightly.

In the Qinggu Heavenly Domain, aside from the three great academies, only that mysterious domain lord could possess such strength, right?

Immediately, with a thought, he unleashed a terrifying aura that swept outward, and a dignified voice rang out.

Outside the Qingyun Sect gate, after expressing surprise, he was still pondering how to enter the sect—should he directly reveal his identity, or what?

If he directly revealed his identity, that wouldn't do either—what if that mysterious domain lord were constantly watching this place?

"Who dares to come secretly to visit my Qingyun Sect!"

At that very moment, a sound like heavenly might accompanied a powerful pressure as it descended!

Boom!

The vast immortal qi instantly swept forth; the powerful pressure suppressed all cultivators within ten thousand li outside the Qingyun Sect gate, causing them to prostrate.

"Ah!"

The figure in the void immediately circulated all his cultivation to resist, and a blinding golden light pierced the clouds.

"Someone's here!"

The Black Emperor below, together with the sect guards, immediately became alert and cautiously probed the void.

The figure in the void was greatly shocked in his heart, gritting his teeth to endure.

His cultivation surpasses this immortal! I just don't know how many revolutions of a Primordial Immortal he is!

He immediately sent a voice transmission toward the source of the pressure.

"Fellow Daoist, I harbor no ill will; I have a matter of great importance to discuss with your sect."

"It will bring only benefit, no harm, to your sect!"