Chapter 779

Chapter 779: Lingxiao City

"Lingxiao City truly is magnificent," Ye Yun marveled as he gazed at the massive city before him. The overwhelming grandeur resembled a giant dragon coiled at the heart of Lingyao Continent, this sacred colossus serving as the beast’s resting place that exuded imperial majesty.

"I suppose this is Brother Ye’s first visit to our Lingxiao City. No worries – familiarity comes with time. Even I got stunned during my first glimpse," Mo Tianxiao chuckled, noticing Ye Yun’s awestruck expression.

"So this is the Immortal Dao Sect’s territory? Fittingly extravagant for a top sect. Only major sects could achieve such marvels," Ye Yun remarked dryly upon hearing Mo Tianxiao’s prideful tone.

"Don’t underestimate those old men. They’ll swiftly punish anyone disrespecting Lingxiao City. Remember when two Seventh Level Earth Immortals brawled here? The Grand Elder personally detained them, forced them to repair damages and undergo wall-facing punishment," Mo Tianxiao shuddered. "So Brother Ye, avoid trouble here – even I couldn’t save you then."

"Naturally." Ye Yun nodded. He needed no complications when claiming the Immortal Dao Sect elder position. Though challenges awaited, his confidence remained unshaken.

Upon entering the bustling city surpassing Red City’s liveliness, Ye Yun’s eyes caught elegant women dancing on high platforms. "Quite… distinctive scenery," he commented.

"You’ll grow accustomed. Though resembling mortal realms, most cultivators here wield real power – else they couldn’t reside in Lingxiao City," Mo Tianxiao smirked, recognizing Ye Yun’s focus. "Don’t mistake those dancers for weaklings – many reach Nascent Soul stage, some even Earth Immortal realm."

"Why would Earth Immortal cultivators stoop to this?" Ye Yun frowned. While low-level female cultivators might act under duress, such behavior from powerful practitioners defied reason.

"Ask not me! Once tried approaching them for… discussions, but Master dragged me away by ear. Life’s greatest humiliation." Mo Tianxiao sighed dramatically, seeking commiseration.

Ye Yun offered sympathetic chuckles. Such embarrassment would require prolonged seclusion for any self-respecting cultivator.

"When exactly did Tianxiao suffer this masterly scolding?"

"Cough! Seven years old. Stole Master’s spirit stones for experiments. Thank heavens witnesses forgot – else I’d be hiding in mountains still." Mo Tianxiao grimaced. "Youthful folly made me susceptible to temptation."

"This lad’s amusing – shares Ancestor’s spirit!" The Ancestor guffawed.

"Truly beyond words." Ye Yun noticed Qing Li’s wide-eyed curiosity. "Feel free to explore alone. Tianxiao and I have matters. Crush this jade tablet if trouble arises."

He handed her the innate One Sword energy-charged tablet. Clutching her safeguard, Qing Li scampered off. Mo Tianxiao frowned at her retreating back. "Brother Ye spoils this succubus overmuch. She’s merely…"

"Another time for explanations." Ye Yun’s tone brooked no argument.

"Your choice. But inspect that demon creature thoroughly – don’t trust appearances." Mo Tianxiao warned before departing.

Watching both leave, the Ancestor mused: "Righteous hatred suits sword cultivators, especially sect disciples."

"Lifelong teachings about Devil Race invasions breed such mindsets. I share their loathing… yet can’t bring myself to harm Qing Li." Ye Yun sighed, consulting the Ancestor’s material list.

"Shopkeeper, this stone’s price?" Ye Yun indicated a luminous white jade.

"Three hundred top-tier Immortal Spirit Stones! Cost me dearly to obtain." The burly vendor grinned, scenting desperation.

"Done." Ye Yun paid without haggling. As he selected other materials, the shopkeeper kept prices fair – better than risking losing this lavish client.

"Rest assured brother, no cheating here!" The shopkeeper laughed nervously when Ye Yun caught his calculating gaze.

Smiling at the mistaken respect, Ye Yun ordered: "Three pounds Tianxue, five pounds Canglan Stone, and…"

The shopkeeper’s eyes bulged at the expensive list. Scrambling to gather everything, he obsequiously escorted Ye Yun out after completion.

"Now whether to forge the demon spirit… Safest workshop’s in Immortal Dao Sect. First secure elder position to access their Immortal Dao Stones." Ye Yun frowned at remaining rare materials. Those stones could bear Heavenly Immortal rules – elders’ exclusive privilege critical for his plans.

Sudden alarm shot through him – Qing Li had activated the jade tablet. White light flashed as he vanished from Lingxiao City.

In a wrecked store, a veiled girl trembled before leering Nascent Soul cultivators. "Y-you started it!" She clutched the shattered tablet, tears falling.

"Apologize for hurting my brother, wandering cultivator trash!" A black-haired man loomed closer, aroused by her succubus scent. As Immortal Dao Sect elder’s grandson, he’d raped before – this unaffiliated beauty with pink hair surpassed even sect prodigies.

Space rippled violently. A portal erupted blinding light as Ye Yun emerged, voice colder than glacial winds: "Who demands apology?"