"The second Patriarch of Lone Blade Peak, Hun Tian … he actually came in person …"
The old cultivators were all secretly shocked. They never thought that such a domineering fellow would show up.
They were no strangers to this old fellow, and he was even more arrogant than the Little Peng King when he was younger.
Now that Lone Blade Peak had produced two Yuanying Daemon Forefathers, they could not help but reevaluate the importance of the matter.
It should be noted that the Yuanying Forefathers rarely showed themselves. Everyone was thinking about how to overcome their retribution, and almost all of them had the habit of secluding themselves. Only some grand events in the world of cultivation could invite one or two of them. Even when the daemon court was being suppressed this time, the races had at most managed to invite one Yuanying Forefather out of seclusion. They never thought that Lone Blade Peak would suddenly send another one, and the situation immediately changed.
The old woman of Green Hill Mountain was furious to the extreme. She was even about to mobilize the people of Green Hill Mountain hidden in the dark to join forces with the High Stone Ancestor to snatch him away. However, when she saw the second Ancestor of Lone Blade Mountain arrive, her expression changed drastically.
The newcomer was the most hot-tempered Forefather of Lone Blade Peak, and he was a few ranks older than Peng Five. He wore gray robes and had an aged face, but there was no kindness of an old man. Instead, he was brimming with fighting spirit as he stared coldly at the old woman of Green Hill and barked, "How many years has it been since anyone dared to openly declare war on Lone Blade Peak? I'd like to see where you coquettish foxes get your courage from!"
"You …"
The old man's overbearing manner caused the old woman of Green Hill's expression to change drastically, and she found it difficult to back down.
When she was preparing to launch an attack, she had already sent some people. However, no matter how many people she sent, how could they resist the weight of a Nascent Soul cultivator?
Moreover, while Green Hill had grown stronger in recent years, Lone Blade Peak happened to be one of the great races that could fight them.
On the other hand, the old white ape of Great Saint Peak spoke up to act as a peacemaker when he saw that the situation was in a stalemate and that a great battle was about to break out. "You're here too, Brother Hun Tian? You're all old fellows who have lived for thousands of years, so why are you still so hot-tempered? These are troubled times. Both Green Hill Mountain and Lonely Blade Mountain are great clans in the land of daemons. Are you really going to fight to the death? "
A little old man who was not much taller than the old treant Uncle Root, half of his body hidden in the dark, also chuckled. He was the Nascent Soul ancestor of Mount Invisible Shadow, one of the Eight Lineages of the Ancient Demons. His original appearance was that of a bald white rat, but he had always been incomparably astute. He laughed strangely. "If the Qingqiu Mountain and the Lone Edge Mountain were to really fight, it would be quite lively. However, the Daemon Court that had just stabilized not long ago would probably be torn apart. I was thinking of opening the Daemon Emperor Pavilion to give our children and grandchildren some opportunities so that they could go to the Divine Prefecture to help us gain face, but now it seems that the situation in the Daemon Realm is not stable, and they would not have a backer in the Divine Prefecture, so it's better to forget about it!"
Of the two, one was persuading with kind words and the other mocking coldly, but both had clearly pointed out the stance of Great Saint Peak and Mount Wuying: neither side would help the other. Now that the situation in the Daemon Realm was turbulent, even small-scale conflicts were being avoided as much as possible, much less a battle between two mountains.
The old woman of the Qingqiu Mountain was rather dissatisfied. Most importantly, the news she received made it very difficult for her to let Fang Xing off so easily. After a moment's thought, she turned towards the two Yuanying Ancestors of Lone Blade Mountain and forcefully suppressed her anger. "Brothers of Lone Blade Mountain, you had better think it through. Are you really going to go against us for a human cultivator like that? To you, he may only be a matter of pride, but to us, he's a matter of Green Hill Mountain's … "
When she said that, she suddenly stopped. She suddenly realized that it was not appropriate to reveal that secret in front of others.
However, the eyes of the Pure Sky Ancestor of Lone Blade Mountain who had arrived later lit up. He chuckled and said, "I know what you want to say. That's why I hurried here as well. Hehe, let me give you a piece of advice: the royal family of the Green Qiu Mountain has already changed several lineages, and that legacy treasure might not necessarily belong to you. Moreover, this junior is a descendant of the Evil King bloodline of the Lone Blade Mountain, so there's even less reason for you to take him away. You want to take him? Let me have a taste of the Fox Core Sword of your Green Qiu Mountain! "
Such overbearing words infuriated the old woman of the Green Qiu Mountain. She said coldly, "We can not take him away, but how could the treasure of the Fox Clan fall into the hands of a human cultivator? Hand it over, and all grudges between the Green Qiu Mountain and him will be resolved! "
"Could the brat have stolen some treasure of the Green Qiu Mountain?"
The other daemon cultivators of the other lineages did not know what treasure the old man and old woman were referring to, but they could tell that the Green Qiu Mountain's intention to take the human cultivator seemed to be related to a certain treasure of theirs. Their hearts stirred at once as they recalled the rumors that the human cultivator had once snuck into Green Qiu Mountain to steal their treasure, and for a moment, they did not think too much about it …
"What a joke!"
The Pure Sky Ancestor sneered unreasonably. "The treasure of the Fox Clan should belong to the Green Qiu Mountain? Hehe, the Immortal Essence and mystic items left behind by the Golden Crow Daemon Immortal who had fallen in the Sunset Desert should belong to Fusang Mountain. Who would actually return those things to Fusang Mountain? Even your Green Qiu Mountain has collected at least three pieces of Immortal Essence and four or five mystic items of that Daemon Immortal all those years ago, right? Have you ever thought of returning those things to Fusang Mountain? Hehe, why would you insist on taking back the treasure of the Fox Clan? "
"You …"
The old woman of the Green Qiu Mountain was instantly enraged at his straightforwardness.
When the Green Qiu Mountain was interrogating the cause of the riot in the Blackpool Prison, they had inadvertently learned that someone had used their secret technique to injure the Lord of the Blackpool Prison. From the bits and pieces they learned from the interrogation, they had vaguely guessed that the incident might have something to do with a legendary treasure of the Fox Clan. After further questioning, they learned that the riot in the Blackpool Prison was caused by this human cultivator, and though no one had seen the treasure, it was most likely related to him. Hence, they immediately thought of capturing Fang Xing and bringing him back for interrogation. What they did not expect was that the Lone Blade Mountain would discover what they could discover as well, and that the Lone Blade Mountain would never return what they wanted to take back.
Still, the Green Qiu Mountain used Fusang Mountain as an example in their conversation, leaving the crows rather embarrassed.
The Demonic Immortal who perished in the Sunset Desert was one of the ancestors of the Golden Crow Clan, but it had been so long that even the Fusang Mountain had given up on the idea of retrieving his remains. Of course, to put it more realistically, they did not have the ability to do so. Most of the Immortal Essence and the treasure left behind by the Demonic Immortal had automatically flown into the Demonic Emperor Pavilion and become the property of the Daemon Court. Only the most outstanding geniuses of each generation were qualified to enter to search for their fortunes, while the remaining half was collected by the various Daemon Lineages and claimed as their own. Who would really return them?
The Roc of Mount Lone Edge had always been known for being arrogant and protective of those close to him. Now that an old fellow was displaying such an unreasonable side, Qingqiu Foxes were left speechless and secretly annoyed. Were they really going to start a war with them?
While the Green Qiu Mountain was powerful, the Lone Blade Mountain was not to be trifled with!
Unless the Green Qiu Mountain's Tribulation Passing Ancestor who had gone into seclusion appeared, they were not confident that they could suppress the Lone Blade Mountain.
"What are you quarreling about? Can't you just let it go? Go somewhere else if you want to argue. I'm going to rest! "
A dissatisfied voice suddenly rang out from below. Uncle Gen was unhappy again.
The Lone Blade Mountain's Ancestor Pure Heaven who had arrived later frowned and looked down, "Who is this shorty?"
"You dare call me short? You dare call me short? I've just shown you how I looked when I was tall … "
Uncle Gen was annoyed when he heard that, and brandished his crutch to knock the Ancestor of the Lone Blade Mountain.
Wu Gu Mu hurried over to persuade him, while Peng Five also hurried over to warn the Ancestor of the Lone Blade Mountain, muttering that the old man was transformed from the Divine Mulberry Tree all those years ago, and that he was now on the same side as the Lone Blade Mountain …
"Hehe, what's the point of arguing now? Are you really going to start a war? "
At this time, the Yuanying Ancestor of the Shadowless Mountain spoke up, "For us old fellows, what is more important than passing the tribulation safely? The younger generation has their own fortune. Let them fight their own business. Anyway, the Fey Emperor Pavilion will open in a few days, and when the time comes, a fierce battle is unavoidable. Throw them all in, and who's right and who's wrong will depend on who's more capable! "
The servant's eyes flickered as he calculated. If it were any other time, he would definitely provoke the Green Hill Foxes and the Lone Blade Mountain into a fight, but now that the situation had been decided, a war between the two would not be a good thing for any clan in the Fey Realm. Thus, he could only change his mind, and look forward to the disciples of the two lineages fighting in the Fey Emperor Pavilion, so that his own descendants could reap the benefits.
The Yuanying Ancestor of the Lone Blade Mountain and the Green Hill Foxes understood his intentions, but after hearing it, they fell silent. After a while, Peng Five of the Lone Blade Mountain suddenly laughed softly, and said, "After confirming that he is indeed the descendant of the Evil Ancestor of the Lone Blade Mountain, we really do plan to send him into the Fey Emperor Pavilion, but I don't know if the people of the Fey Court will agree!"
The Yuanying Ancestor of the Shadowless Mountain laughed shrilly, and said, "Whether those puppets agree or not depends on us old fellows. If you ask me, I don't care about whatever ancestral teachings. Anyway, didn't the little bastard of the divine continent and the dragon's descendants of the Blue Waves Sea make an exception to enter? We don't lack such a human cultivator, so let's just settle it here! "
"What are they talking about?"
Gen Bo could not hear clearly, and asked the Great Golden Crow beside him, whose eyes were shining.
The Great Golden Crow said, "They said that they want to worship you as the Great Sage of the Fey Race, and anyone who sees you must kowtow!"
"Agreed!"
Gen Bo immediately raised his staff high.
The people of the Fusang Mountain were speechless at once. Wu Gu Mu wanted to persuade him, but after some hesitation, he actually fell silent as well.
The Yuanying Ancestor of the Shadowless Mountain, on the other hand, chuckled. "The Fusang Mountain has agreed, what about the Lone Blade Mountain and the Green Hill Mountains?"
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