At the residence of the Ancient Imperial Clan.
Wearing a golden dragon robe was Huangpu Haotian, the Emperor of the Ancient Imperial Clan.
His face was majestic, and a sharp glint flickered in his eyes.
Is the news from the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan real?
Were Huangpu Tao and the others really killed by the Saint of the Qingshan Sect?
And when on earth did the Qingshan Sect get themselves a Saint?
Why would he kill Huangpu Tao and the others?
And why hasn't the Qingshan Sect come knocking to demand an explanation?
Questions flashed through Huangpu Haotian's mind, causing his brow to furrow deeper.
Then, he took out his sound transmission token:
“Abbot Zhiyuan, is your Master Fa Zhen at home?”
“Amitabha. May I ask what business you have, Benefactor Huangpu?”
Hearing Abbot Zhiyuan's reply, Huangpu Haotian couldn't help but curse under his breath,
“Old bald donkey! Slippery as an eel!”
Even so, he still raised the sound transmission token and recounted the matter that the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan had told him to Abbot Zhiyuan.
A moment later,
Abbot Zhiyuan's compassionate voice rang out from the sound transmission token in Huangpu Haotian's hand once more:
“Benefactor Huangpu, I do not know if you have misheard, but my disciple Fa Zhen has been in the temple all along and has not stepped outside...”
Hearing the Abbot's reply, a flicker of doubt crossed Huangpu Haotian's eyes.
What was going on?
He clearly remembered the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan mentioning Fa Zhen of the Ancient Buddha Sect.
Was the Patriarch's intelligence wrong, or was one of these two lying?
...
Deep in the Western Province sat a magnificent, golden temple. Inside the hall, the Buddhist statues looked down with compassion as Buddhist light bathed the entire temple.
“Amitabha. Abbot, why did you lie to Huangpu Haotian just now?”
A plump monk with a face like a round ball of dough, his robes stretched tight across his frame, asked.
Pressing his palms together, he looked at Abbot Zhiyuan beside him with a puzzled expression.
Junior Brother Fa Zhen's soul lamp had clearly gone out.
As it turned out, seeing that the Qingshan Sect hadn't appeared for a long time, the Ancient Buddha Sect had secretly relit the soul lamps.
Thus, they had known of Master Fa Zhen's death the moment it happened.
They just didn't know who killed him.
Abbot Zhiyuan, whose eyebrows were as long as his beard, pressed his palms together with a compassionate expression and said,
“Amitabha, may Buddha forgive us. Right now, the most important matter for our Ancient Buddha Sect is to await the birth of the Buddha Son.
“Once the Buddha Son is born... our Ancient Buddha Sect will rise to prosperity and become the number one power on this Xuantian Continent. Now is not the time to create unnecessary complications...”
“Let them fuss over it. Besides, even if the Qingshan Sect did kill Fa Zhen, do we have the strength to fight back?”
Hearing the Abbot's words, the fat monk nodded, also pressing his palms together.
“Amitabha. The Abbot is indeed far-sighted...”
...
The Demon Clan territory!
It was a domain carved out by a mighty figure of the Demon Clan.
Demonic energy surged violently here, making it the perfect place for demons to cultivate.
An individual with silver hair that fell like strands of dark silk, skin as white as jade, cold and terrifying blood-red eyes, and dark red demonic runes flowing across his body sat there.
He was the Demon Clan Ancestor, Mo Qianye.
At this moment, he was looking down at Luo Xiyan.
“You're saying that Baili Mo of the Ancient God Clan nurtured an Immortal Saber that was on the verge of breaking through to the Earth tier?”
“Yes! If it weren't for the lack of energy at the time, it would have broken through to the Earth tier. People from several ancient powers fought over it...”
Mo Qianye suddenly glared at Luo Xiyan, excitement laced in his voice.
“Who did the Immortal Saber end up with?”
“At the time, I saw it fall into the hands of Fa Zhen from the Ancient Buddha Sect...”
“Shortly after, he tore through space with a single slash, and I was sucked into the Xuanming Great World.
“After that, I was captured and forced to mine. I don't know what happened in the Xuanming Great World after that!”
Luo Xiyan dared not hide anything, recounting everything she knew in detail.
“The Ancient Buddha Sect...”
After listening to Luo Xiyan's story, Mo Qianye furrowed his brows and muttered while looking in the direction of the Ancient Buddha Sect.
“Fellow Daoist Yemo, what is your Yan Linglong up to?”
Just then, Huangpu Haotian's voice rang out from Mo Qianye's sound transmission token.
Unable to figure out what was going on, Huangpu Haotian had sent another transmission to the Demon Clan Ancestor, Mo Qianye.
Hearing Huangpu Haotian's voice, demonic light flickered in Mo Qianye's eyes, and a cold smile tugged at the corner of his lips:
“She went out. Has something happened?”
A moment later,
“I received some news from the Ancient God Clan. My family's Huangpu Tao, your family's Yan Linglong...”
After listening to the transmission, Mo Qianye turned to Luo Xiyan and said,
“He says the Saint of the Qingshan Sect killed Yan Linglong and the others?”
Luo Xiyan shook her head.
“Ancestor, I think that's highly unlikely. I've met the Saint of the Qingshan Sect; he only has a Soul Transformation cultivation. Although his talent is impressive, Ancestor Linglong and the others are all Half-Immortals.”
“Even if their cultivation was suppressed in the Xuanming Great World, it should still be impossible!”
Hearing Luo Xiyan's words, Mo Qianye nodded.
Then, he playfully raised his sound transmission token:
“Fellow Daoist Huangpu, I have some news over here as well. No... actually, two pieces of news!”
“Baili Mo of the Ancient God Clan used human lives to nurture an Earth tier Immortal Saber... and when they fell into the Xuanming Great World, it ended up in the hands of Fa Zhen of the Ancient Buddha Sect...”
“What? Is this intelligence reliable?”
In an instant, Huangpu Haotian's urgent voice blared from the sound transmission token in Mo Qianye's hand.
“The intelligence is guaranteed to be true. A disciple of my Demon Clan was at the scene and was almost fed to the blade...”
Mo Qianye smirked as he replied to Huangpu Haotian.
After replying to Huangpu Haotian, he looked at Luo Xiyan:
“Go back now and continue your undercover mission in the Tiansheng Sect. See what useful information you can dig up.”
“Yes!”
Luo Xiyan complied and prepared to leave.
“Wait...”
Just then, Mo Qianye's voice suddenly echoed behind her.
Confused, she turned back to look at Mo Qianye.
“Work hard to become the Saintess of the Tiansheng Sect. If the Saint of the Qingshan Sect is still willing to form a marriage alliance, do your best to marry him!”
Hearing this, Luo Xiyan stumbled and nearly fell over.
She was utterly dumbfounded.
We are demons. Cold-blooded demons who kill without blinking.
And the Ancestor actually wants me to enter a marriage alliance?
“Ahem...”
Feeling slightly embarrassed under Luo Xiyan's gaze, Mo Qianye cleared his throat.
But he still waved his hand: “Go on! If you run into any difficulties, come find me!”
It wasn't like he wanted Luo Xiyan to enter a marriage alliance either!
But who could blame him when the Qingshan Sect was so powerful?
It was true that they were cold-blooded demons who killed without blinking, but the Qingshan Sect killed demons without blinking too!
Otherwise, why would they obediently hunker down in this domain, swallowing their pride?
It was simply because they were terrified of being beaten up by the Qingshan Sect!
He actually wouldn't mind marrying Huo Furong himself, but she didn't think much of him.
Back then, when he tried to seduce Huo Furong, that unromantic woman had nearly beaten him to death!
Now that his grand-disciple had this opportunity, of course they had to seize it!
Meanwhile, Huangpu Haotian's brow was tightly knit as he fell into deep thought.
Baili Mo of the Ancient God Clan nurtured an Immortal Saber. Did the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan know about this?
And did my family's Huangpu Tao die because he was trying to snatch that Immortal Saber?
“Fool!”
He couldn't help but curse inwardly. His family's Huangpu Tao was an absolute fool. If he had found an Earth tier Immortal Saber, he should have at least sent word!
If he had known, he would have helped snatch the saber back no matter what!
At the same time, he also suspected that Abbot Zhiyuan of the Ancient Buddha Sect was lying.
It had to be because his disciple Fa Zhen had obtained the Immortal Saber.
Fearing that others would find out and snatch it away, he had lied!
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