Chapter 243: Chapter 4 Two Suns in the Sky, Revenge Does Not Wait Overnight (Please Subscribe)_2
 

It certainly pales in comparison to Mount Morality Immortal.

Whoosh.

The auspicious cloud treasure flew to the front of the Immortal Sect.

An invisible fluctuation swept through.

An entrance appeared in the grand formation ahead.

Dozens of Immortal Sect disciples bowed in unison.

“We’ve seen Xiaoyao Zi, Uncle Master.”

“We’ve seen Zhi Lan Fairy…”

…

Soon.

They arrived at the summit of the main peak of the Daode Immortal Sect.

A large hall situated here was surrounded by rich nature’s spiritual energy, which even transformed into spirit rain showering down.

This place was a completely different world from the outside, like a true Immortal Realm.

Lin Yuan followed Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Zhilan into the grand hall.

At this time, there were already some people seated in the hall.

“Wuji.”

A female cultivator with a beautiful appearance smiled at Lin Yuan.

It was Jun Wuji’s mother, the direct daughter of the current Taoist Immortal Sect Master, Mu Lian’er.

And the man sitting next to Mu Lian’er was Jun Wuji’s father, Jun Dongjin.

Jun Dongjin had a Mutated Heavenly Spiritual Root, he was the most talented individual of his generation in the Daode Immortal Sect, with hopes of breaking through to the Refining Void Period—one of the top candidates for the sect’s future Sect Master.

“Hahaha, so this must be Wuji. Indeed, you’re quite promising. Having no Spirit Root, yet choosing the path of Body Cultivation…”

A tall and impressive man approached, gave Lin Yuan a glance, then turned to laugh with Jun Dongjin.

This tall and powerful man just standing there exuded an intangible suppression.

“Mu Mengting.”

Lin Yuan recognized this impressive man.

Mu Mengting was a distinguished offspring of the Mu Family of the Daode Immortal Sect, and the current Sect Master came from the Mu Family; his mother Mu Lian’er was also a member.

Though Mu Mengting was also a cultivator with a Heavenly Spiritual Root, his aptitude was indeed half a step behind Jun Dongjin’s, but his identity in the Mu Family still made him.

One of the hot candidates for the future Sect Master of the Immortal Sect.

Mu Mengting and Jun Dongjin were rivals.

Of course, the position of Sect Master of the Daode Immortal Sect was not about background.

It was about who could break through to the Refining Void Period first—he would be the Sect Master.

“Meng Ting brother overpraises. Wuji is just toying around with small achievements; they mean nothing. After all, the limit of Body Cultivation is the Golden Core Stage.”

Jun Dongjin responded with a smile.

“Hmph.”

Upon hearing those words, Mu Mengting didn’t say much and returned to his seat.

Lin Yuan sat next to Jun Dongjin. Mu Mengting had just shown subtle malice toward him. If Jun Dongjin hadn’t spoken up in time, Lin Yuan’s state of mind might have been affected.

“This old man…”

Lin Yuan’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Twenty years ago, Lin Yuan had been no different from a cripple.

Mu Mengting had not even bothered to consider him worth his attention, let alone target him.

But now, Lin Yuan had achieved considerable success on the path of Body Cultivation.

Even if this success was trivial for him,

It had earned him praise from the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect, who was his maternal grandfather.

This made Mu Mengting somewhat uncomfortable.

That’s why that earlier scene had happened.

In Mu Mengting’s view, the position of Sect Master for the Daode Immortal Sect should belong to his Mu Family.

Yet, Jun Wuji, an outsider, emerged out of nowhere.

Even if Jun Dongjin married Mu Lian’er, he was still an outsider.

How dare he covet the position of Sect Master?

Just then,

Inside the hall,

The atmosphere began to subtly change.

Lin Yuan sensed it and looked toward the main seat.

He saw a middle-aged man with a dignified presence, who had appeared at some point and was now sitting there.

“We’ve seen the Sect Master.”

The others in the hall noticed as well.

They stood up immediately and bowed to the dignified middle-aged man.

“Please, everyone, take your seats.”

The dignified middle-aged man spoke slowly.

“Yes.”

Everyone sat down in order.

“Is that the Immortal Sect Leader? The Hollow Void Realm of the Refining Void Period?”

Lin Yuan secretly observed.

In terms of realms, Lin Yuan, who had just entered the Sixth Rank, was considered to be at the ‘Entering Void Realm.’

In this respect, he was not as advanced as the Immortal Sect Leader.

Once everyone was seated, female cultivators carrying various Spirit Fruits began to serve them at the tables in front of each person.

Those who could participate in the Hollow Void great hall event of Daode Immortal Sect were principally high-level cultivators with high positions and great influence.

“What’s the situation with the Ghost Palace of Netherworld?”

The voice of the Immortal Sect Leader was calm as he asked.

The Daode Immortal Sect dominates the Central Divine Continent, overpowering the Demonic Tao, Demon Tao, and Ghost Path with absolute strength.

However, these three are extremely tenacious, no matter the severity of the blows they sustain, they always manage to recuperate.

Therefore,

to prevent these three paths from causing chaos,

every so often the Daode Immortal Sect sends out disciples to sweep through and purge the area.

“Sect Master.”

“Those ghost cultivators have been so thoroughly beaten by our Immortal Sect that they are now too scared to even step into the Central Earth.”

An old man with golden lions-mane-like curly hair stood up and proudly declared.

He was responsible for clearing out the ghost cultivators to the south and had completed his mission admirably, thus he spoke with great confidence.

“Not bad.”

The Immortal Sect Leader nodded slightly.

“That Ghost Palace of Netherworld is of mysterious origin, and even I find it hard to locate. We must be cautious with the ghost cultivators on that side.”

The Immortal Sect Leader spoke.

It’s not that the Daode Immortal Sect didn’t want to completely obliterate the ghost cultivators.

It’s that they simply couldn’t.

Every time the Sect Master of the Daode Immortal Sect, wielding the Founding Artefact of the Sect, went south to purge the land,

All the ghost cultivators would hide within the Ghost Palace of Netherworld, and even an Ancient Saint of Refinement Void could not find the thoroughly concealed Ghost Palace of Netherworld.

Therefore, dealing with the ghost cultivators to the south could only focus on suppression and clearing, containing their power from rising, and thus, there would be no significant issues.

“What about the Blood Demons to the north?”

The Immortal Sect Leader continued to ask.

“Sect Master, the Blood Chief’s Blood God Children have already lost sixty percent of their number, hahaha… now they don’t dare to leave the Blood Demon Sea…”

Another person rose to speak.

“The Blood Chief has merged with the Blood Sea. While he is nearly immortal and indestructible, he cannot leave the bounds of the Blood Demon Sea.”

The Immortal Sect Leader nodded.

The Blood Chief was an exceptional being.

Even the past Immortal Sect Leaders, wielding the Founding Artefact of the Sect, could not completely slay the Blood Chief.

If the Blood Demon Sea does not dry up, the Blood Chief remains undying.

“What about the Eastern Sea Islands?”

The Immortal Sect Leader continued to inquire.

“Sect Master.”

At this moment, Mu Mengting stood up and said, “The Eastern Sea Islands are a mix of dragons and snakes, extremely resistant to external forces.”

“However, over the years, I have painstakingly established a secret influence and gained control over the Black Gauze Archipelago.”

“With me here, the Eastern Sea Islands can only remain in chaos.”

Mu Mengting said confidently.

To the Daode Immortal Sect, the approach to the Eastern Sea Islands differed from that towards the Demon Tao, Ghost Path, and Demonic Tao; they didn’t directly suppress them.

The situation in the Eastern Sea Islands was exceedingly complex, constantly embroiled in internal strife. The Daode Immortal Sect only needed to ensure that no unified force emerged from the Eastern Sea Islands.

Then they could rest easy without worries.

Thus, Mu Mengting secretly established his own power, ready to intervene whenever there were signs of the islands unifying.

This side, the force Mu Mengting secretly amassed numerous cultivation resources for, was of paramount significance and served as his left and right arms.

“Not bad.”

The Immortal Sect Leader nodded once more.

“The Black Gauze Archipelago?”

Lin Yuan, sitting next to Jun Dongjin, felt a slight stir in his heart.

Considering his plans to spread the Martial Path Evolutionary Path starting from the Eastern Sea Islands, Lin Yuan naturally conducted thorough research on the islands.

And he was fairly clear about the location of the Black Gauze Archipelago.

…

The East Sea.

Lin Yuanyang Spirit suddenly came to a halt.

The Cloud Mist Blessed Land was extremely far from the East Sea.

But the Yang Spirit wasn’t physical, and its flying speed was feared to be unmatched even by an Ancient Saint of Refinement Void.

After half a month of rapid travel, Lin Yuanyang Spirit eventually arrived within the perimeter of the East Sea.

In reality, the Daode Immortal Sect had a dedicated teleportation formation that could instantly reach the proximity of the East Sea.

However, Lin Yuanyang Spirit decided to take a tour along the way; after all, spreading the Martial Path Evolutionary Path was a hundred-year plan, so there was no rush.

“The Black Gauze Archipelago?”

The Lin Yuanyang Spirit and the original body shared the same consciousness.

Their memories were identical, with instantaneous exchange of all knowledge and sensations.

Therefore, when Lin Yuan heard about Mu Mengting establishing a power base in the Black Gauze Archipelago of the East Sea,

The Yang Spirit was instantly informed.

“That should be the Black Gauze Archipelago over there.”

Lin Yuanyang Spirit changed course and headed towards the Black Gauze Archipelago.

A moment later,

The Black Gauze Archipelago appeared before him.

“Twelve Divinity Transformation, fifty-six Nascent Souls…”

Lin Yuanyang Spirit clicked his tongue, then raised his right hand.

In that instant, even the high-hanging sun in the sky seemed to ‘dim’.

Endless Power of Taiyang, as if commanded, rushed forth even if some of it seemed ‘unwilling’, eventually converging obediently on Lin Yuanyang Spirit’s right hand.

For a time,

Two suns hung in the sky.

In the end, Lin Yuan weighed the ‘sun’ in his right hand, deeming its mass satisfactory, then he threw it towards the nearby Black Gauze Archipelago.