“You little brat, I will, I must kill you!”
“Hey kid, if you’ve got the guts, fight me one-on-one, don’t ambush!”
An elder from the Yellow Springs Sect was concentrating on battling the Jing Long Immortal Temple when he was suddenly ambushed by Lu Changsheng using the Kashyapa Golden Light Mirror. A beam of Buddha light hit the elder, burning a hole in his body and nearly causing him to descend into demonic madness.
Lu Changsheng occasionally launched sneak attacks on the Yellow Springs Sect, which infuriated them to no end. Experience more at m_vl-em,pyr
After all, who was the real Great Demon Head?
But when the Jing Long Immortal Temple made a move, they had no time to kill Lu Changsheng and could only let him brazenly continue his ambushes.
“Let’s go.”
The Sect Master of the Yellow Springs Sect realised they had been outwitted by the Jing Long Immortal Temple, so he took out a demonic bone, tore through space, and led the elders into the spatial turbulence.
“You wanted to harm my disciple, so you must pay a price.”
From the Phoenix Carriage of the Jing Long Immortal Temple’s Temple Master, a Divine Sword was summoned.
The quality of this Divine Sword was unknown, but it was seen cleaving the skies with multicolored divine light.
Before the spatial rift closed, it struck down an elder of the Yellow Springs Sect who was at the Heavenly Immortal Realm.
With just one sword stroke, a formidable expert of the Heavenly Immortal Realm fell!
The people of Tianyang City witnessed this earth-shaking battle, feeling numb with shock.
Even the peerless experts of the Heavenly Immortal Realm were slain.
In the entire Cangyu, masters of the Heavenly Immortal Realm were few.
Yet just like that, unremarkably, one had fallen.
The realm of the Jing Long Immortal Temple’s Temple Master was almost heavenly.
After the Yellow Springs Sect had fled, the sky cleared again, leaving only the Jing Long Immortal Temple, Mount Shu, and the loose cultivators of Tianyang City.
“Zhao’er, your friend has impressive talents.”
The master of the Jing Long Immortal Temple, who sat within the Phoenix Carriage, never showed her face. However, her tone was gentle, reminiscent of Shangguan Zhao’er’s.
Lu Changsheng had just witnessed the battle between the Temple Master of the Jing Long Immortal Temple and the Sect Master of the Yellow Springs Sect. The depth of the Temple Master’s cultivation was unfathomable, and it was unknown how many years she had cultivated for.
Next to the Phoenix Carriage, a middle-aged man with triangular eyes and a goatee, donning an Immortal Crane Daoist Robe, was coldly staring at Lu Changsheng, sending chills down one’s spine.
The only person in the Jing Long Immortal Temple who showed hostility towards him was very likely to be Protector Han, mentioned by Shangguan Zhao’er.
The Jing Long Immortal Temple had four protectors, each with profound backgrounds and high cultivation levels.
Cultivation was not only about fighting and killing but also involved human relations and worldly wisdom.
One relied on strength and background to get by in the Immortal Realm.
Being remembered by Protector Han was not a good thing.
“Would you be willing to become my direct disciple?”
All of a sudden, the Temple Master of the Jing Long Immortal Temple offered discipleship, to the shock of everyone from the Jing Long Immortal Temple, Mount Shu, and the loose cultivators of Tianyang City.
With such high status, the Temple Master of the Jing Long Immortal Temple actually took the initiative to accept a disciple.
“But I have established Mount Shu and already have my own sect.”
Lu Changsheng too hesitated.
Lu Changsheng had recently offended both the Yellow Springs Sect and the Divine Lightning Sect, neither of which were easy to provoke. The Temple Master of the Jing Long Immortal Temple possessed divine power. If he became her direct disciple, other forces would likely be cautious in their actions.
The woman in the Phoenix Carriage spoke, “Mount Shu is a sect that depends on our Jing Long Immortal Temple. Taking you as my disciple is not a conflict. In the future, if you become a Daluo Golden Immortal and Jing Long Immortal Temple is in trouble, do not stand idly by.”
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The Temple Master of the Jing Long Immortal Temple seemed flexible, valuing Lu Changsheng’s talents without demanding too much, simply attempting to take him as a disciple.
Since the other party was so accommodating, Lu Changsheng saw no reason to decline another patron: “Disciple Lu Changsheng, greets Master.”
“Temple Master, this is highly improper! By taking him as a disciple while he has his own sect, isn’t this establishing his own faction?”
Protector Han stood out to object.
He was already dissatisfied with Lu Changsheng’s close dealings with Shangguan Zhao’er and was about to find a way to teach Lu Changsheng a lesson.
If the Temple Master of the Jing Long Immortal Temple took Lu Changsheng as a disciple, then Protector Han would find it difficult to act against him.
A direct disciple of the Temple Master had an extraordinary status within the Jing Long Immortal Temple, and even the four protectors would find it hard to attack, which is why Protector Han had always been unable to obtain Shangguan Zhao’er.
“In the Immortal Realm, the strong are esteemed. If his achievements surpass mine, even if he establishes his own faction, it won’t necessarily be a bad thing for our Jing Long Immortal Temple.”
The woman inside the Phoenix Carriage was unconcerned.
“But…”
“My mind is made up; no need to say more.”
“Yes.”
Protector Han could only keep quiet, glaring fiercely at Lu Changsheng.
It seems not easy to get along in the Jing Long Immortal Temple, after all.
Lu Changsheng realized Protector Han bore killing intent towards him. It was possible that Protector Han might try to harm him when he least expected it.
“In that case, does that not make you my junior brother?”
Shangguan Zhao’er was also quite surprised.
She was once Lu Changsheng’s senior, and now she had become his senior sister, almost on par with him.
“I am Yan Zhiqiu, born with exceptional talents and a hatred for evil. I also wish to become the Temple Master’s disciple.”
Seeing the Temple Master of the Jing Long Immortal Temple take Lu Changsheng as a disciple, Yan Zhiqiu immediately became anxious.
Joining the Jing Long Immortal Temple was undoubtedly the best choice if he wanted to get closer to Shangguan Zhao’er.
“…” The woman in the Phoenix Carriage was silent, “You are from Kunlun Immortal Mountain, I will not take you as my disciple.”
“For the fairy, leaving Kunlun Immortal Mountain is no great loss.”
Yan Zhiqiu stood tall and poised, refusing to seek shame in his declaration.
“That will not do. Let’s return to Jinglong Mountain. Zhao’er, bring him to see me at Jinglong Mountain later.”
The mythical beast pulled the Phoenix Carriage, soaring through the clouds, carrying the Temple Master of Jing Long Immortal Temple back to Jinglong Mountain.
Seeing the Temple Master depart, the other elders of the Jing Long Immortal Temple flew away on their swords, leaving Lu Changsheng, Shangguan Zhao’er, and others to deal with the remaining matters.