Atop Mount E's Jade Gown Peak, Yong Fu was drinking wine with a yellow-robed cultivator, chatting and laughing merrily.
The eldest disciple, Bai Jiying, hid far away and stared at the man with undisguised disgust in his eyes.
The man had prominent cheekbones, slightly sunken eyes, short and thick eyebrows, and a sinister glint in his eyes. Light flickered uncertainly as if he was constantly plotting something.
At this moment, he suddenly put down his wine cup and walked to the edge of the cliff. Looking at the mountains hidden in the misty sea of clouds, he sighed. "In the past, several elders of my Xiang Cheng Sect were killed by Shen Baishuang, and I was also driven out by him. I always remember this humiliation in my heart, constantly thinking of returning to Shenwu Mountain to rebuild the sect."
Daoist Yong smiled. "Brother Guangyuan erected a stone tablet in front of Chu and named it the 'Inkheart Stone'. I presume this is your intention."
The yellow-robed cultivator turned around and said loudly, "That's right."
He took a few steps back to the table and placed his hand on the table, looking down at Yong Fu. "Although I thought of returning every day, Fellow Daoist Yong was previously in charge of Immortal City and could be considered one of us. The Deep Abyss School has long lost its former prestige, so I didn't meddle. However, I heard that Daoist Shen sent a martial nephew to the school and used despicable methods to seize Fellow Daoist's position. This truly made me sympathize with him and filled with righteous indignation. I was thinking of how to seek justice for Fellow Daoist."
Daoist Yong cupped his hands. "Brother Guangyuan is righteous, I thank you in advance."
Although he spoke politely, he didn't take it seriously. Back when Shen Baishuang expelled the Xiang Cheng Sect, he saw that Wang Guangyuan was only a Core Formation junior, so he spared his life. Later on, it was also due to this person's good fortune that he actually met a good master and cultivated bitterly for nearly three hundred years, only achieving the Yuanying realm a few years ago. So what if he came back before? This time, he just happened to find an excuse.
However, since this person was willing to stand up for him, there was no harm to him, so he naturally wouldn't stop him. He only reminded him out of morality. "Daoist Zhang's cultivation is extremely high. I don't know what kind of Daoist technique he used to injure the profound weapon I borrowed from Daoist Fang. There was also the guest elder from his sect. His fighting skills were also quite brilliant. All in all, even though the Hanyuan Sect does not have a great cultivator like Zhenren Shen in charge, it is not to be underestimated. Fellow Daoist Wang, you must be careful. "
Hearing this, Wang Guangyuan actually burst into laughter. Waving his hand, he replied, "So Brother Yong is worried about this matter. I was wondering why I wasn't as forthright as before. So it turns out that you have this layer of apprehension. Fine, I will tell you the truth. I didn't come alone, and my senior apprentice-brother Qu Changzhi has also promised me this. I will do my best to help you. "
"Enlightened Master Qu is here too?"
Yong Fu's heart shivered slightly. His hand that had just picked up the wine cup trembled uncontrollably. He then slowly brought it to his mouth and drank it slowly. This was to cover up his loss of composure.
He had heard of this Enlightened Master Qu for a long time. He had achieved Yuanying a few hundred years ago. This person was naturally aggressive and was not someone to be trifled with. He didn't know what level his cultivation had reached. If this person also came to help, it meant that Wang Guangyuan was not the only one behind this. It wasn't as simple as it seemed.
Previously, he was just brushing it off. Now, he had no choice but to take this matter seriously.
Because he guessed that there seemed to be more to this matter, he asked a few questions from the side. However, Wang Guangyuan's mouth was very tight and did not leak any information. Seeing this situation, Yong Fu no longer persisted and asked, "Does Brother Guangyuan think that Gao Zhongyuan is to your liking?"
This time, Wang Guangyuan nodded repeatedly. "Of course, of course. This person's aptitude is excellent. I have already accepted him as my personal disciple. In the future, he will inherit my mantle. I still have to thank Fellow Daoist Yong for recommending such an excellent disciple. I heard that he was originally from the Hanyuan Sect. Hehe, how could that small sect accommodate my disciple? In my opinion, Zhongyuan's future achievements will be limitless."
Yong Fu was astonished. He also knew that Gao Zhongyuan's aptitude was good, but he didn't think that Wang Guangyuan's evaluation of him would be so high. However, this person's heart was not righteous. Even if Gao Zhongyuan's aptitude was twice as high, Yong Fu still wouldn't accept him as a disciple.
Wang Guangyuan glanced at Yong Fu, a strange smile appearing on his face. From his sleeve, he took out a letter and placed it down. Pushing it over, he said, "Little Brother came out in a hurry this time and didn't bring any attendants. Only Brother Yong can deliver this letter to the Hanyuan Sect on my behalf."
Yong Fu looked at the large "Chu" character stamped on the seal of the letter and couldn't help but frown. He didn't extend his hand to accept the letter. Instead, with some caution, he asked, "What's written in the letter?"
Although he was happy to see Wang Guangyuan step forward and fight, he didn't want the Mount E Sect to be dragged into the water for no reason and be used by others.
Wang Guangyuan snorted and said, "Brother Yong, don't worry. This letter was brought by me from Zhongtai. According to the rules, if the Immortal City's overseer is changed, then Zhongtai can collect an additional sum."
Yong Fu asked doubtfully, "It's that simple?"
Wang Guangyuan nonchalantly said, "It's just that the amount collected is a bit more than before."
Yong Fu's mind raced like lightning, immediately guessing Wang Guangyuan's intentions. "I was wondering why he was so confident, as if he didn't care about Zhang Zhenren at all. So it turns out he's borrowing the Zhongtai Sect's name."
But from this, it could be seen that even if Zhang Yan was expelled, it would no longer be his turn to be the overseer of the Immortal City.
Thinking up to this point, he immediately lost interest. But he still had to give Yong Fu face. Putting away the letter, he indifferently said, "In a moment, I'll send someone to deliver it to the Hanyuan Sect. What happens next has nothing to do with my Mount E Sect."
Wang Guangyuan smiled deeply and retreated a few steps. Standing there, he said, "Brother Yong, why must you say things in such a way? It won't be too late to discuss it in detail with me in a few days."
In the Seven Treasures Pagoda, there was a thumb-sized scorpion spider crawling around on Zhang Yan's table. The insect's entire body was reddish-gold, and there were a few circles of faint markings on its carapace. At first glance, it looked like a strange and exquisite copper button.
At this moment, the doubts in his heart were resolved. No wonder the scorpion spider was so ferocious, attacking him without caring about the loss of vitality the moment it escaped from the ice plate. Later on, it desperately swallowed the shellfish pearl. So it was all because it wanted to give birth to this young spider.
His gaze fell. The mother spider must have given the last bit of spiritual energy it swallowed to the young spider. It was strange that it could still give birth to it after being trapped in the ice plate for thousands of years. Especially the golden red color on its body that was different from normal scorpion spiders. It had never been recorded in the ancient records.
Zhang Yan also began to calculate in his heart. It was appropriate for the poisonous insect to nourish the Panchan Pill to be a different species, followed by longevity and cultivation. Although the scorpion spider was young, it looked rather extraordinary. If he were to feed it the Silk Lotus Seed from now on, he did not know whether or not the precious pill it produced would be able to satisfy his needs.
After thinking for a moment, he decided to give it a try. Although the Silk Lotus Seed was rare, with the Immortal City in his hands, he did not lack a few.
However, in order to prevent any accidents, he had no choice but to find more poisonous insects in the future.
But Just Now, the Immortal City had changed hands. He could not easily leave the mountain for the time being. He could only wait a year or two before making plans.
During this period of time, he needed to first gather all the easy-to-find medicinal ingredients in the Immortal City. Only then could he concentrate on finding those rare treasures.
At this moment, a voice came from outside the door, "Manor Head, a messenger from the Mount E Sect has arrived. He said that he has an important matter to discuss with Manor Head personally."
Because the Mount E Sect had the Yuanying Great Elder Yong Fu, Zhang Yan attached more importance to him than the other sects. Seeing that he had come to visit in such a solemn manner as a messenger, he deduced that it must be something important. Thus, he said, "I understand."
He took out a jade box and stored the scorpion spider in it, placing it in his sleeve. Then, he floated down from the seven-story pavilion to the lowest floor. After sitting down behind the table, he instructed the boy beside him, "Let him in."
The boy held a gong and knocked on the jade chime. After a while, the manor door opened and a young cultivator with a strong figure walked in. When he saw Zhang Yan, he bowed and said, "Bai Jiying, disciple of the Mount E Sect, greets Manor Head."
Zhang Yan gently raised his hand and smiled. "Martial Nephew Bai, you may dispense with the formalities. If Fellow Daoist Yong has something to say, a single letter would suffice. There's no need to send Martial Nephew back and forth."
Bai Jiying straightened up and said in a deep voice, "Teacher was entrusted by someone with an important letter to deliver to Manor Head. Because it's not a trivial matter, I ordered Martial Nephew to make a trip here."
When he finished speaking, he took out a letter covered in gold lacquer. A boy walked over and took the letter, then delivered it to Zhang Yan's table.
After Zhang Yan flipped through it, his eyes flashed. "Thank you for your trouble, Martial Nephew. When you return, please send my regards to Fellow Daoist Yong."
Bai Jiying's objective had been achieved. Not wanting to stay any longer, he bowed and turned to leave the hall.
Zhang Yan pondered for a moment, then instructed the boy beside him, "Go and summon Junior Martial Brother Chu."
The boy obeyed and left.
After an hour, Chu Muran hurried over and apologized profusely. "This little brother Just Now, I was invited by the Changshan Sect Master to be a guest. I've come late. Please forgive me for making Manor Head wait for so long."
Zhang Yan waved his hand, indicating that it was fine. He then handed over the letter and said, "Junior Martial Brother, take a look."
Chu Muran hastily accepted the letter. After reading its contents, his expression changed.
Zhang Yan asked, "Has there ever been an upper sect before?"
Chu Muran thought about it carefully and nodded. "Yes, there has been. The sects of Mount Shenwu also worship the Zhongtai Sect as the upper sect in name. However, because our sects are located in the Northern Lands, the upper sect has never paid attention to us. As a result, the number of upper sects we receive is very small. I heard that every year, we only receive one-hundredth or two-hundredth of the Immortal City's collection. When Master Shen was still around, he never paid any attention to us. After Master Yong took over, things changed slightly. Because his Dao companion is a disciple of the Zhongtai Sect, it became a little more interesting.
"One-Hundredth or two-hundredth," Zhang Yan smiled. "But this letter says that sixty percent of the collection will be taken. How much will be left?"
Chu Muran said doubtfully, "Manor Head, of all places, I suspect that the Emshan Sect is behind this?"
Zhang Yan declined to comment. Instead, he smiled and asked, "If this is really the intention of the Zhongtai Sect, what does Junior Martial Brother think we should do?"
Chu Muran hesitated for a long time. Sweat slowly seeped out of his forehead. Finally, he lowered his head and said, "Manor Head, the Zhongtai Sect is powerful. If this is really the case, then in my opinion … we should just submit."
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