Chapter 415
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Chapter 415: Steps on Xuantian Sect
Peach Blossom Villa.
The sunlight dappled under a big banyan tree, where the girl Wu Mingkong lay in the shade. Her hair spread among the grass, blending with the wildflowers. Her eyelids were closed and trembling slightly, indicating she was about to fall asleep.
Not far away, there were sounds of a group of people fighting in the woods, practicing martial arts. They swung swords or danced with spears, showing agile and powerful movements.
The number of these martial artists practicing wasn’t too high, much quieter than the usual scene in the mountain villa.
Master Qiao Xin was the first to leave the manor, followed by the 300 older soldiers of the Immortal Slaying Army and the Earth Sword Immortal brothers, resulting in the manor feeling much lonelier in the end.
"Wu Mingkong, aren’t you going out with the senior Earth Sword Immortal and others?" asked a martial artist.
"Our martial skills are weak, there’s no use for us to go, but you’re different, right?"
"My martial skills are only at the 3rd rank of Spiritual Refining Period, what can I do if I go? Are you overestimating me?" Wu Mingkong replied without opening her eyes.
"Come on, everyone knows you were personally recognized by the senior Earth Sword Immortal for your superb martial arts skills, and you have incredible Hua strength techniques," the martial artist said.
"With powerful strength and amazing techniques, as long as one of them surpasses a 1st rank martial artist, they can be called a superb martial artist. If you’re not of superb rank, then who is?"
Wu Mingkong replied,
"My Hua strength, in essence, falls into the category of superb rank for listening power and Hua strength techniques, it’s useful against martial artists, but pointless against cultivators."
"In the end, these small skills are unable to reach the level necessary for greatness."
"Besides, my ‘Divine Transformation Technique’ isn’t mastered yet. What use do you think I’ll be if I go?"
Wu Mingkong didn’t lie.
The ‘Divine Transformation Technique’ poses no difficulty for the three hundred old soldiers, and outstanding individuals like Li Changshi, Hai Siyuan, etc., have already mastered it in just a few days.
Xue Changhe was stuck at the threshold as he hadn’t mastered the Divine Transformation Technique before. It was mainly because the Xue family’s thousand-year accumulation was too strong, coupled with his young age, he almost made it.
Wu Mingkong, who has never had big ambitions, also has her weaknesses; she is average in spiritual refining.
In this aspect, she is quite different from Earth Sword Immortal.
The two of them were chatting.
Wu Mingkong, who was napping in the shade under a tree, suddenly opened her eyes and looked into the distance.
She saw Lu Yanbei walking towards her, neither fast nor slow.
His face looked a bit pale, obviously tired, and he hadn’t fully recovered yet.
If you look closely, you can see a floating stone sword under his shoulder, supporting him.
"Is Mr. Lu back?"
At the entrance of the villa, some martial artists practicing boxing noticed Lu Yanbei brothers approaching from afar, and greeted them with smiles.
"I’ve heard through mental communication that Mr. Lu and his brother joined forces to kill a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator, truly impressive!"
The martial artists cheered and applauded.
Some of them had slightly awkward smiles.
Peach Blossom Villa is not a typical martial arts sect in the martial arts world. It is a place Qiao Mu created to teach martial arts, attract talented individuals, and encourage shared learning.
In simple terms, it is a place for martial artists to gather, study martial arts, and exchange ideas. The rules are flexible, allowing people to teach martial arts outside the villa and come and go freely.
Even the owner Qiao Xin didn’t have clear rules to control the martial artists in these estate, unlike typical martial arts sect leaders who can freely command their disciples.
So the martial artists with lower martial skills didn’t go out to help owner Qiao Xin restore peace.
On one hand, their martial skills weren’t high enough and going out might mean certain death; on the other hand, courageous martial artists like those who dared to challenge immortals were quite rare even within this estate.
When they saw Lu Yanbei return victorious after killing a Nascent Soul cultivator, some martial artists felt a bit ashamed.
"My martial skills are average, I just share a strong bond with my younger brother, the credit shouldn’t be solely on me." Lu Yanbei humbly said.
"I am exhausted now, I’ll go back to the estate to rest for a while…."
Lu Yanbei actually had good aptitude and was a renowned figure in the martial arts world, just not as outstanding as his younger brother.
After practicing the "Human Path Sutra" in his later years, his Qi and blood noticeably improved, and his old appearance gradually faded.
However, he still carried himself with the dignified manners of an elder, being modest and gentle in his words and actions.
At that moment.
Many martial artists felt a connection in their hearts, sensing a distant message.
It was a message from Qiao Mu.
Upon learning about the death of the leader of Xuantian Sect and the plan to join forces with the soldiers under South King to attack Xuantian Sect’s sect.
Lu Yanbei, who was about to enter the mountain villa, suddenly paused his steps.
The stone sword that had been supporting him also stopped, then turned around and walked out at the same time.
"Mr. Lu, didn’t you say you were mentally and physically exhausted and needed to go back to rest?" asked a martial artist.
"Rest for what?" Lu Yanbei turned his head, usually a humble elder, but at this moment his eyes were shining brightly:
"If I miss this opportunity, I will regret it for the rest of my life!"
The words were loud and clear, causing all martial artists to freeze.
Lu Yanbei once fought alongside three hundred old soldiers in the Hundred-mile Desert against the Taoist soldier of the Great Dao Sect.
Not to mention his own younger brother, Earth Sword Immortal, who was trapped in the desert for decades.
The grudge with the cultivators of the Nine Immortal Gates was certainly not small.
Not only Lu Yanbei, but even the usually careless Earth Sword Immortal was rare to take the initiative at this moment.
The stone sword made a sound, "Well well, with the death of the Xuantian Sect’s leader and many Nascent Soul Elders, now the Xuantian Sect may only have some remaining lowly members."
"And with a Qiao family member leading the charge, who wouldn’t want to seize this opportunity?"
Upon hearing this, all the martial artists nodded in agreement.
Qiao Mu saw attacking the Xuantian Sect as a dangerous action that would result in bloodshed and sacrifice.
But in their eyes, Immortal Gate appeared weak and the leaders were exceptional, presenting a rare opportunity.
Since the Inhuman War, people have suffered from inhumanity for a long time.
Ordinary folks may not fully understand, only knowing to worship gods by burning incense.
However, these skilled martial artists stand out from regular people, yet they know they are far from reaching the level of Immortal Gate cultivators.
Regular people might not see clearly, but they can; although they see clearly, they are still unable to act.
Even the mighty Martial Saint returned in heavy defeat with his one hundred thousand soldiers, leading to a drastic change in his nature.
The former Earth Sword Immortal, once the greatest in the land, was trapped for decades by the elder Qingzhuo from the Great Dao Sect.
Upon hearing Qiao Mu’s spiritual message, everyone was suddenly filled with excitement.
"Let’s go together!"
"Let’s go together!"
"After years of martial arts training, today we finally have the chance to fight. Let’s go and attack Xuantian Sect together!"
The crowd became more and more excited. The people in the village followed Lu Yanbei, and in the blink of an eye, the small forest was empty.
Only Wu Mingkong, who was lying under the shade of the tree taking a nap, watched them leave with a dazed expression.
She was not interested in the competition between mortals and immortals.
As a rare talent, as long as she was determined, ignored others’ lives, and did not confront Immortal Gate, with her talent and comprehension in martial arts, she could easily surpass thousands of people.
Her exceptional talent and comprehension gave her the advantage of looking out for herself.
However…
"This village is quite comfortable to stay in. No one forces me to practice martial arts or do things," muttered Wu Mingkong to herself.
"Forget it, let’s go join the fun."
She lazily got up and followed the crowd, gradually walking farther away.
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Deep in the Qingming Mountains, there was the Xuantian Sect.
At this moment, the grand formation of the sect had been activated, with a faint halo enveloping the entire sect.
However, the cultivators of the Xuantian Sect inside the sect didn’t feel very safe. At this moment, streaks of light were flying around in the sect like headless flies.
The main peak of the sect.
Elder Yao Yin stood in front of the sect leader’s seat, not sitting down, looking somewhat confusedly at the many golden core disciples below.
The sect leader’s death was too sudden. In the chaos of the Xuantian Sect, it was now the turn of Elder Yao Yin, at the primordial stage of Nascent Soul, to take on the main responsibility of alchemy.
"Please calm down, everyone," Elder Yao Yin cleared his throat and said.
Actually, his mind was in a mess.
In reality, his cultivation level was only at the basic stage of Nascent Soul. He ranked at the bottom among the elders, specializing in alchemy. He usually presided over the Medicinal Valley.
Little did he know that today he would suddenly become the backbone of the entire Xuantian Sect…
"Our Mountain Protection Formation has been activated. Ordinary enemies wouldn’t stand a chance to break through," Elder Yao Yin spoke slowly.
"But that martial artist, who even killed the sect leader, is not an ordinary enemy, is he?" A golden core disciple below, who was a direct disciple of the sect leader, asked with a frown.
"Elder Yao Yin, as an elder of our Immortal Gate, do you know about the strength of our Xuantian Sect? For example, any news about the Qingming Cave Small World?"
"Sect leader, do you have any instructions or plans for us?"
Elder Yao Yin’s face immediately fell.
Does the sect leader really have any more tricks to rely on, to entrust the Elder at the end of the Nascent Soul stage?
However, as a Nascent Soul Elder, he does have some knowledge about the Qingming Cave Small World.
"The Qingming Cave Small World is not in this realm," said Elder Yao Yin in a harsh tone.
"This is a Secret Realm left by the ancient True Immortals. Even if the sect leader were alive and wanted the Qingming Cave to appear, it would take many days to prepare."
"With my abilities, I am truly powerless… and I’m afraid it’s too late."
"I understand," the sect leader’s personally chosen disciple asked again.
"Qingming Cave is not just a simple mountain. It can be the most important heritage of the past Nine Heavens and Ten Earths because it is a small world that can create its own world…."
"Enough–" However, Elder Yao Yin waved his hand to stop the golden core disciple from continuing.
"Even a Nascent Soul Immortal would find it difficult to bring that small world to reality. Even if there were more tricks, it would be useless now," Elder Yao Yin said dejectedly.
When everyone was feeling a bit uneasy, suddenly someone stepped in.
"Elder Yao Yin. Elder Cangyang has returned!"
The messenger’s face didn’t look good. He held the Message Jade Talisman tightly, looking pale:
"But he has brought quite a few people along…"
"Oh? Does he have reinforcements? Could it be other friends from the Immortal Gate he is on good terms with?" Elder Yao Yin hadn’t realized it yet, his first reaction was relief.
Elder Cangyang had a higher cultivation level than him. Since he had returned to the sect, perhaps he should be the one to shoulder the responsibility, instead of himself, the elder in charge of alchemy…
The messenger was about to speak, but suddenly the entire mountain peak trembled slightly.
The faint light enveloping the entire sect suddenly brightened, evidently signaling the arrival of a formidable enemy attacking the mountain.
"It’s Elder Cangyang!"
"Elder Cangyang has turned against us and brought a group of martial artists to attack our sect…"
Everyone on the main peak was surprised, even Elder Yao Yin was stunned for a while.
"Let’s go, follow me to activate the Mountain Protection Formation of our sect!" Elder Yao Yin said solemnly.
"The sect’s Great Formation is one of the ancient legacies left behind, although it is not as powerful as before, it is necessary to stop the strong enemy!"
Knowing that his own cultivation was not enough to compete with the Qiao family member, Elder Yao Yin focused on the sect’s Great Formation.
It’s important to know that the Mountain Protection Formation not only provides protection.
With a Nascent Soul cultivator like him in charge, and several golden core disciples assisting, there was a chance to turn the tables on the enemy by activating the "Heaven’s Punishment Purple Thunder Formation".
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The entrance of Xuantian Sect is located on a mountain with rich spiritual energy.
Three thousand steps lead up from bottom to the mountain gate.
These steps are not for cultivators, but for mortal seekers of immortality.
Since ancient times, those seeking immortality had to endure hardships to reach the depths of Qingming Mountain, climb these three thousand stone steps, in hopes of entering the Immortal Gate.
However, on this day.
The entrance of Xuantian Sect was bustling with activity.
The stone steps in front of the gate were shattered by martial artists, with debris flying everywhere, releasing powerful energies that struck the gate, creating ripples of light.
Among the fighters, there were Southern King Wang Songhe and his skilled warriors, as well as strong fighters from Peach Blossom Villa.
Lu Yanbei was also among them.
He was exhausted and had not fully recovered, unable to use his Heavenly Slashing Swordsmanship, but he was wielding his sword with enthusiasm.
Regardless of their actions, they couldn’t break through the faint light surrounding the mountain gate.
Qiao Mu didn’t make a move this time, he just stood quietly on the side watching.
"After all, it’s the Nine Immortal Gates, the Mountain Protection Formation is indeed hard to break through."
"What if we surround them and wear them out? Maintaining such a large formation must consume a lot, right? How many cultivators and spirit stones do you think we’ll need?" suggested Li Changshi.
However, Wang Songhe shook his head.
"Brother Li, you’re not wrong. The Xuantian Sect’s Mountain Protection Formation does consume a lot."
"But the Nine Immortal Gates have been dominant in this realm for many years. They have obtained countless treasures… If we really go all out, we won’t be able to hold on first."
"So, does this Immortal Gate have endless wealth?" Bandit Zhang Kui exclaimed beside him.
"Well, we call ourselves bandits, but we haven’t done much in our profession. Last time we robbed the city lord Guo Yan of Yan City, and now we’re onto robbing an Immortal Gate? If we succeed, we’ll be set for a hundred years, won’t we?"
