"If we don't take advantage of today to suppress him and test his strength, when Jin Hong and Xing Tian recover their vitality..."
"White Old Ghost and Lady Zi are a cautionary tale for us both!"
The Feather Robed Elder flicked his sleeve, exuding an imposing aura.
"This..." Lady Hua hesitated upon hearing these words.
"But first, we must probe the Imasurable Sect's strength to decide whether to make a move."
"If it is not feasible, redeeming the Taoist Treasure at a cost would suffice, without inciting a fight."
Lady Hua made her decision.
"I am not so old and muddle-headed. If sothing is not feasible, I wouldn't force it."
The Feather Robed Elder let out a light chuckle.
The two completed their Divine Sense Communication in the sky, exchanged salutations, and then, one after the other, entered the Imasurable Sect mountain gate, presenting their congratulatory gifts.
"Elder Jiu Ling of Extre Heart Sect sends a Third Order Demonic Void Tearing Rat and offers five Spirit Mountain Mines..."
"Lady Hua of Phantom Valley sends a bottle of Youth Preserving Pills and a Starry Sky Daoist Robe..."
Kang Han, standing outside the great hall, read the list of gifts offered by the Feather Robed Elder and the blue-skirted female cultivator. He paused for a mont, then announced them loudly.
The Imasurable Sect and Phantom Valley have been rivals for a thousand years. Of the six Nascent Soul powers in North Yue Country, Phantom Valley and Extre Heart Sect are allies of Silver Ring Zhai. Now, with the Imasurable Sect holding its Nascent Soul Creation Grand Ceremony, their gifts feel like a weasel paying a New Year's call to a chicken—full of ill intent.
"Please enter, Seniors."
Kang Han suppressed his curiosity, saluted the Feather Robed Elder and the other, and made a welcoming gesture.
Although Elder Jiu Ling and Lady Hua might harbor ill intentions, they are Nascent Soul Daoist Lords, and he cannot afford any disrespect. Besides, if these two could reach the Lingxin Pavilion of the Imasurable Sect, it ans the Nascent Soul Ancestor within the hall has permitted their entry.
"I wonder who among you here is... Fellow Daoist Xing Tian?"
Upon entering the hall, Elder Jiu Ling squinted, scanned the interior, and then looked at the youth in a green robe sitting in the high seat.
Inside the hall, on the high platform, Xu Xing and Yan Luanqing sat side by side on the central seat. Below them were more than ten Nascent Soul Daoist Lords from North Yue Country and other lands, all gathered to offer their congratulations. The influence of a Nascent Soul Daoist Lord was no longer confined to a single country.
"I am Chang Mou."
With a smile playing on his lips, the youth in a green robe rose and saluted.
"I've heard that Fellow Daoist possesses a Divine Power, the Black Spirit Fla, which is enormously powerful and difficult for even a Nascent Soul to withstand..."
"I have a Nine-Headed Lion with , its hide as tough as armor. I wonder if we might test it, allowing the Fellow Daoists present to broaden their horizons."
Elder Jiu Ling walked to the center of the hall, stepped forward, saluted Xu Xing, and spoke.
Seeing this, Lady Hua's smile froze. She quickly retreated several steps, distancing herself from Elder Jiu Ling.
She hadn't expected Elder Jiu Ling's thod of probing to be like this. However, upon further reflection, it seed reasonable. Elder Jiu Ling was different from ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators; he possessed a Nine-Headed Lion with an ancient bloodline, which had also reached the Nascent Soul stage. With the Nine-Headed Lion's cooperation, Elder Jiu Ling's strength was comparable to that of a Nascent Soul Grand Cultivator, perhaps even surpassing one. With such confidence, he naturally dared to challenge "Chang Kun," a cultivator who had just reached the Nascent Soul Early Stage.
"Fellow Daoist Jiu Ling, do you truly wish to try?" Xu Xing frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure on his face as he spoke in a deep voice.
"Fellow Daoist Jiu Ling, the Black Spirit Fla is likely Fellow Daoist Chang's trump card. If revealed, it ceases to be a trump card," one of the guests interjected. "In the Cultivation World, who hasn't cultivated a few unique Divine Powers? If all were to be displayed, who could be held responsible if one were to fall prey to another's sche in the future?"
The Imasurable Sect was not without allies. Seeing Elder Jiu Ling inexplicably provoke Xu Xing, several Daoist Lords from allied sects imdiately spoke up in Xu Xing's defense.
"Hehe..."
"Old man Jiu Ling, I even know your wife strikes a rather unique pose when she lies down. Why not bring her out too, and let everyone have a look?"
At the end of the hall, a slovenly old Daoist, holding a wine gourd, took a few swigs and chuckled.
Upon hearing this, the Daoist Lords in the hall couldn't help but smile. This slovenly old Daoist was a famous Freelance Cultivator in the Nanyan Continent. He had no Daoist Na and loved drinking wine. Thanks to his exceptional sword skills, he was known to the world as the Wine Sword Immortal. It was said that he had inherited a unique secret technique from an ancient sword sect; his Nascent Soul was a Sword Nascent, more powerful than ordinary Nascent Souls. However, the reason this slovenly old Daoist targeted Elder Jiu Ling was not due to any past grudge. Rather, the Wine Sword Immortal simply loved to stand up for justice, which was how he had earned his reputation as a Sword Immortal in this world.
"Wine Sword Immortal, I have no grudge against you..." Elder Jiu Ling clenched his fists, shot a few cold glances at the Wine Sword Immortal, and gritted his teeth.
He wanted to unleash so harsh words upon the slovenly old Daoist, but considering the man was a lone Freelance Cultivator with no attachnts, he could only begrudgingly hold his tongue.
"Today, the Imasurable Sect invited to their banquet. Since I've enjoyed their feast, naturally, I should help the Host speak up and drive away so rude guests..." The slovenly old Daoist laughed, looking completely unbothered.
Elder Jiu Ling frowned but didn't respond, treating the slovenly old Daoist's words as re background noise.
It wouldn't be worth making an enemy of a Nascent Soul Daoist Lord over a re clash of egos. If the Extre Heart Sect and the Imasurable Sect weren't already hostile, he wouldn't have wanted to co to the Imasurable Sect to probe the true strength of Yan Luanqing and Xu Xing.
"Since Fellow Daoist Chang is unwilling to display his Divine Power and entertain us, then let it be..." Elder Jiu Ling flicked his sleeves, preparing to take his seat on the left side of the hall.
However, just then, an indifferent voice rang out inside the hall. The cultivators, surprised, turned their heads towards the sound. They saw the youth in the green robe on the high platform hadn't returned to his seat but was instead walking down the steps.
"Wait!"
"Fellow Daoist Jiu Ling."
"I never said I wished to decline this matter. Since Fellow Daoist Jiu Ling wants to see my skills..." Xu Xing moved instantly, blocking Elder Jiu Ling who was about to take his seat.
"As your host, how could I let Fellow Daoist Jiu Ling leave unsatisfied?"
"It's just that the Black Spirit Fla Divine Power was from an Ancient Talisman I acquired. It's now used up, and it would be difficult to use it again..." Xu Xing's expression turned cold as he spoke indifferently.
In the Cultivation World, sotis being deliberately low-key could attract trouble. Strike one blow to avoid a hundred. This truth stood unshakable at all tis. Today, Elder Jiu Ling and Lady Hua from Phantom Valley ca together. If he or Yan Luanqing failed to suppress these two, then after this Nascent Soul Creation Grand Ceremony ended, the Imasurable Sect would once again be plunged into war. He was grateful that the slovenly old Daoist spoke up for him, but this only treated the symptoms, not the root cause—it wasn't the fundantal solution to the problem.
"Fellow Daoist Chang has just entered the Nascent Soul Stage and already possesses such a protective Divine Power, which is truly remarkable... I never expected Fellow Daoist Chang to have another Divine Power comparable to the Black Spirit Fla..." Looking at Xu Xing, who was blocking his way, Elder Jiu Ling's face changed slightly, a hint of wariness appearing in his eyes.
He isn't backing down; instead, he's provoking with his words. Elder Jiu Ling didn't think Xu Xing was a hothead. No one who cultivated to the Nascent Soul Realm could be a hothead. The Xu Xing before him must have so kind of backing. He's not afraid of !
However, not wanting to lose face, he hesitated briefly before chuckling, trying to pressure Xu Xing with his words.
"Fellow Daoist Chang, please don't mind..." Lady Hua interjected, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she hurriedly stepped forward to diate. "White Old Ghost and Fellow Daoist Jiu Ling have always been close friends. This ti, White Old Ghost died, and he witnessed his friend's death. He is heartbroken, on top of losing the Sect's Taoist Treasure..."
This ti, she and Elder Jiu Ling had agreed: she would play the good cop, and Elder Jiu Ling, the bad cop. If sothing unexpected happened, they wouldn't lose everything and would still have room for recovery.
"In that case, whether Fellow Daoist Chang wins or loses, Phantom Valley and Extre Heart Sect will both prepare an apology gift and send it to the Imasurable Sect."
Having said that, Lady Hua looked at Elder Jiu Ling, winking at him a few tis.
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