Chapter 44: Chaos Everywhere

"Haha, now there's a good show to watch!"

Inside Linxian Pavilion, Guo Ming of the Longmen Dojo was so excited upon hearing this news that he was scurrying around the room like a macaque.

For Longmen Mountain, the fact that Yuqing Hall had suffered such a heavy blow was the thing that made them happiest.

Moreover, regarding the matter of the Pingxi King colluding with the Ziyang Sect, the fact that Yuqing Hall wanted to swallow the Immortal Tomb's legacy treasures alone also made Longmen Mountain feel a sense of anger and resentment.

The news had already been sent back, but the Elders of Longmen Mountain had no reaction to this matter, seemingly not wanting to stir up trouble with Yuqing Hall over it.

And today, Yuqing Hall had appeared in Jingshi with great fanfare riding a fourth-tier Spirit Sparrow, not only leaving a group of Immortal Sect cultivators waiting for half an hour before the birthday banquet, but also suppressing everyone with an overbearing aura the moment they appeared, which had already made him unhappy; most importantly, under the Spirit Sparrow's attack, he had been beaten black and blue by the tidal wave of Spirit Qi, and the foul air in his chest was even harder to quell.

"Senior Brother, this matter has too great an impact; if Yulong Zhenren dies, then Danchenzi wanting to obtain a Spirit Transformation Pill will likely be impossible!" another young cultivator from Longmen Mountain said, baring his teeth.

Guo Ming's excitement subsided significantly, and he nodded slightly, saying: "True, regardless of whether Yulong Zhenren lives or dies, I fear Yuqing Hall will not be able to refine a Spirit Transformation Pill for the Taiyuan Sect."

"Sigh, what a pity. I had thought that if Danchenzi achieved Spirit Transformation, our Great Song would have one more Great Cultivator, and with this tripartite balance, we could join forces to resist Yuqing Hall," the young cultivator said with a face full of regret.

Guo Ming thought for a moment and said: "The situation is urgent. Junior Brother, hurry back to the sect and report this matter to the sect Elders."

The young cultivator nodded and said: "What about you, Senior Brother? The birthday banquet surely cannot be held now; there is no point in you staying in Jingshi."

"I must follow the people from the Taiyuan Sect to see the situation, and if possible..."

As Guo Ming said this, he made a throat-slitting gesture with his hand.

The young cultivator was startled and said: "Why is that?"

Guo Ming sneered: "Don't you understand? Naturally, it's to make the matter bigger. If Lu Yuan and the others die, then Yuqing Hall will be the only suspect. Although Danchenzi has not achieved Spirit Transformation, he is in the Danyuan Realm, and it can be said that in the entire Great Song, no more than three people can contend with him. Even if Yuqing Hall has seven—oh, no, that's not right, there are only six Danyuan Realm experts left now—if Danchenzi wants to fight to the death, I fear Yuqing Hall will have to pay a huge price. They might even lose two or three Danyuan Realm Elders because of it."

The young cultivator asked skeptically: "Yuqing Hall has three Great Cultivators; would they just let Danchenzi run wild?"

Guo Ming curled his lip: "Cultivating immortality is only for longevity; which Great Cultivator doesn't cherish their own feathers? Even in our Longmen Mountain, if someone were to provoke such an Immortal Sect war, the ones to appear would inevitably be the three Danyuan Realm Elders. The Supreme Elders would absolutely not be willing to make a move unless there was a risk of the sect being destroyed. Besides, for an expert like Danchenzi who is about to achieve Spirit Transformation, if he really wants to fight with his life on the line, even if a Spirit Transformation Great Cultivator wins, they would definitely be left in a sorry state. They might even suffer damage to their Soul, causing their cultivation realm to regress. Who would be willing to do such a thankless job?"

The young cultivator said: "What if Danchenzi is unwilling to tear his face with Yuqing Hall? Once the matter is exposed, wouldn't our Longmen Mountain be asking for trouble?"

Guo Ming shook his head and smiled: "Junior Brother, you don't know. This Danchenzi has a fiery temper and is extremely protective of his own; he will absolutely not swallow his pride, nor will he ignore it. If he doesn't vent this anger, he will have no hope of Spirit Transformation for the rest of his life. Therefore, as long as we kill Lu Yuan and the three of them without anyone knowing, and then spread the news, Danchenzi will definitely cause trouble for Yuqing Hall. Our Longmen Mountain can then sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, watching a good show."

The young cultivator said worriedly: "I always feel this matter is too dangerous."

Guo Ming waved his hand impatiently: "I will act according to the situation; if it's not feasible, I naturally won't make a move. According to rumors just now, Lu Yuan and the three of them escaped from the Imperial Palace but only controlled one sword, which shows that although they escaped after heavily wounding Yulong Zhenren, they themselves also suffered two casualties. That Lu Yuan's cultivation is on par with mine, but how fast can he escape while carrying two people? I fear they haven't even left Jingshi by fifty miles at this moment. Furthermore, Jingshi can be considered a lair of the Yuqing Hall's outer sect, and the Treasure Pavilion also has their people; they definitely won't let the three of them leave easily. I will follow secretly to take a look; perhaps without me having to make a move, the people from Yuqing Hall will kill them. It would just be a bit of a pity, though!"

The young cultivator asked in surprise: "A pity for what?"

"A pity for that mutated Xiao Huli; I'm afraid it will also be taken by Yuqing Hall. No, I must go quickly; I'm afraid there won't be a chance if I'm late. Junior Brother, you go back as soon as possible too!"

As Guo Ming said this, he waved his hand, flew out of the gate in one step, threw out his Flying Sword, stepped onto it, and turned into a rainbow light heading southwest.

At this time, the entire Jingshi was in a state of chaos, with cultivators' Escape Lights leaving Jingshi everywhere, so Guo Ming's actions did not attract anyone's attention.

And not long after Guo Ming left, another man and woman followed behind; it was Lin Qiu Ya and her Senior Brother.

However, the two were flying unhurriedly. While flying, the man in white was still observing a Copper Mirror in his hand, on which a green dot was located directly in front of them, though its speed was not fast.

"Senior Brother, the one who left the city in front just now was from Longmen Mountain. I wonder what he wants to do by chasing after them?" Lin Qiu Ya recognized Guo Ming, so she sent a voice transmission to ask her Senior Brother.

A sneer appeared on the face of the man in white: "What else could he want to do? Naturally, he wants to take the opportunity to stir up trouble, and incidentally kill people to seize treasures. If such an opportunity were in the Ming Kingdom, I would do it too!"

Lin Qiu Ya said anxiously: "Then what should we do? If Guo Ming kills the three of them, wouldn't the Blood God Grass fall into his hands? Let's increase our speed."

The man in white, however, shook his head unhurriedly: "Junior Sister, stay calm. These three fellows from the Taiyuan Sect are very strange. Back then, Senior Brother Cheng Zhong was killed precisely because he was too careless. Today is even more outrageous; even a Danyuan Realm True Person from Yuqing Hall was almost killed by them. We must not act rashly. Let the people from Longmen Mountain go and test them first, and we will act when the opportunity arises. By the way, Junior Sister, you are with them every day; have you noticed any powerful Soul-type Magic Treasure on them?"

Lin Qiu Ya had calmed down by now and shook her head very firmly: "No, I haven't discovered anything unusual about the three of them."

"What about that little fox?" the man in white asked again, very puzzled.

"That is just an ordinary mutated Spirit Fox. Perhaps it has a bit of ancient bloodline, but its aura is not strong. Back then, I only exaggerated it to get close to him," Lin Qiu Ya said.

The man in white couldn't help but frown and shake his head: "This is strange. Could it be that Yulong Zi was not wounded by the three of them, but was injured while dealing with that fourth-tier Spirit Beast?"

Lin Qiu Ya's eyes lit up: "That is definitely possible. The three from the Taiyuan Sect are only in the Kaiyuan Realm; even if they have a Soul-type Magic Treasure, they would absolutely be unable to wound a Danyuan Realm expert. Senior Brother, you didn't see it at the time; Yulong Zhenren was hit by that fourth-tier Spirit Sparrow twice in succession, and even his third-tier Magic Treasure was destroyed. He was knocked dozens of zhang away. If the Spirit Sparrow hadn't calmed down itself, if it had come again, Yulong Zhenren's life or death would have been uncertain."

A look of relief finally appeared on the face of the man in white: "It seems that is the case. The three from the Taiyuan Sect must be hiding a Magic Treasure that attacks the Soul. It just so happened that Yulong Zi was venting his anger on them and likely intended to threaten them, wounding two of them, so they fought back with their lives. Yulong Zi was already heavily wounded and not yet recovered, so he suffered a heavy blow when caught off guard."

Lin Qiu Ya said happily: "Senior Brother's words make sense!"

The man in white's expression became even more relaxed in an instant, and he laughed: "Since we know the background of the Taiyuan Sect, and with the people from Longmen Mountain going to help test them, we will definitely get the Blood God Grass today, and at the same time avenge Senior Brother Cheng Zhong."

Inside the Imperial Palace, things were already in complete chaos. The three young Disciples who had come from Yuqing Hall and Deacon Tong from the Treasure Pavilion were continuously casting spells to treat Yulong Zhenren.

Zhao Rui was in a state of utter distress, having no heart to care about the dead State Envoy Group and the Prince and Noble, anxiously guarding the side waiting for news.

A full half-hour passed. After seven or eight types of Spirit Pills were administered and they continuously took turns using their internal energy to assist in circulating his Qi to stimulate his vitality, Yulong Zhenren's condition finally eased somewhat. His pulse began to normalize and his breathing began to stabilize, but his body kept twitching in spasms, and he had fallen into a deep coma.

"Senior Brother, how is the situation?" Seeing Deacon Tong stand up, Zhao Rui hurriedly asked in a low voice.

Deacon Tong shook his head with a gray, defeated expression and sighed: "Although the injury has stabilized, the situation is very bad. It seems his Soul has suffered a heavy blow, and it will be extremely difficult to recover!"

Zhao Rui's face turned pale, and he asked anxiously: "Then... then what should we do?"

Deacon Tong said: "At present, it is best to send the Seventh Elder back to the sect immediately. If the three Supreme Elders are willing to make a move, there might still be hope for him to wake up. Otherwise, even the best Spirit Pills will likely be of no help."

Zhao Rui was given a big fright and said: "How could it be so serious? The three from the Taiyuan Sect are only of Kaiyuan Realm cultivation; how could they beat the Seventh Elder like this?"

Deacon Tong waved his hand: "This is hard to say, but I suspect it should be related to the Spirit Sparrow's restless attack just now. The Seventh Elder's third-tier Magic Treasure Array Disk was destroyed, so his Soul should have suffered significant damage. As for the coma, it might be that the opponent used a Soul-based strange technique to attack, causing the Seventh Elder to suffer a heavy blow to his Soul again when caught off guard."

At this time, the other two men and one woman, the young cultivators who had come with Yulong Zhenren to offer birthday congratulations, also walked over. These three all had thick auras and were all young talents who had already reached Foundation Establishment.

One of the young men, who looked to be twenty-five or twenty-six, said with a ferocious face: "Master was beaten into a heavy injury by people from the Taiyuan Sect; I must go and kill the three bastards to avenge Master."

Deacon Tong, however, frowned: "Killing people is not the urgent matter at hand. Even if the people from the Taiyuan Sect escape back, we can still go to their door later to hold them accountable. But the Seventh Elder's injuries cannot be delayed for long. I suggest sending the Seventh Elder back first, as quickly as possible."

The leading young man was about to get angry, but the female cultivator beside him hurriedly pulled his sleeve and said: "Senior Brother, Deacon Tong is right. Saving him is the priority; the Taiyuan Sect won't be able to run away anyway."

Zhao Rui also hurriedly echoed: "Yes, yes, saving him is the priority..."

"Slap~"

The young man slapped Zhao Rui across the face, his face livid as he roared: "If it weren't for offering birthday congratulations to a dog-shit Emperor like you, how would my Master have suffered this unprovoked disaster? Get out!"

Although the young man still had some sense in his rage and did not use his internal energy, Zhao Rui still had several teeth knocked out by this slap and fled the room in a sorry state with his mouth full of blood.

Deacon Tong frowned: "Junior Nephew Liang, please exercise some restraint. Zhao Rui is the Emperor after all!"

The young man was furious, pointed at Deacon Tong's nose, and roared: "You, an outer sect Deacon in the Kaiyuan Realm, what are you? How dare you call me Junior Nephew? Get out!"

Deacon Tong's old face turned pale in an instant. He endured a burst of anger, bowed his hands slightly, and then strode out of the room.