“With Jin Yun Immortal Fairy leading the team, there shouldn’t be any problems this time.”
Renzhen Immortal Emperor knew Jin Yun Immortal Fairy was very strong.
After all, Jin Yun Immortal Fairy was the junior sister of the Guanghan Palace Master and was once one of the candidates for Holy Maiden of the Guanghan Holy Land.
Jin Yun Immortal Fairy had cultivated for a long time, and her cultivation was unfathomably deep.
The Nether Sea was within the sphere of influence of the Guanghan Holy Land, so in theory, it should be up to the Guanghan Holy Land to deal with this matter.
It was only because a traitor from the Tai Hua Holy Land had hidden in the den of the Candle Dragon Clan that the Tai Hua Holy Land had dispatched a team to go together with the Guanghan Holy Land.
From the size of the teams of both sides, it was clear that the Guanghan Holy Land placed more emphasis on this matter.
The Guanghan Holy Land sent several hundred people led by Jin Yun Immortal Fairy, whereas the Tai Hua Holy Land had only a few dozen people, led by Renzhen Immortal Emperor, whose realm was not as advanced as Jin Yun Immortal Fairy’s.
Jin Yun Immortal Fairy said to Xia Ningxue, “The Candle Dragon Clan lives deep in the Nether Sea on Zhong Mountain. We will set off from the Goddess Pavilion and need to cross half of the Nether Sea, which will take at least a month. Xue’er, you can talk with the Tai Hua Holy Son along the way.”
Xia Ningxue’s cool oval face flushed with a hint of red. She was absent-minded, secretly communicating with Lu Changsheng, and this little action seemed not to have escaped Jin Yun Immortal Fairy’s Dharma Eye.
Fortunately, Jin Yun Immortal Fairy had seen Lu Changsheng spar with Buddha Lord Xingwang and appreciated this junior greatly. Seeing that the two shared a mutual affection, she kindly played matchmaker.
If the Guanghan Holy Maiden and the Tai Hua Holy Son became dao companions, the relationship between the two Holy Lands would become even closer.
Buyi Immortal Emperor and Fairy Shun Hua, who were observing in secret, exchanged looks.
Buyi Immortal Emperor smiled wryly, “In the past, the Guanghan Holy Maiden competed with the Yaochi Holy Maiden for the Holy Son, and now the Guanghan Holy Maiden is again competing with our Tai Hua Holy Maiden for the Holy Son.”
Fairy Shun Hua remarked, “It seems that our little junior brother is more inclined toward the Guanghan Holy Maiden.”
Buyi Immortal Emperor weighed the relationships between the three Holy Lands, “We have a good relationship with Yaochi. If our Tai Hua Holy Son and the Guanghan Holy Maiden unite, the relationship between Taihua Divine Mountain and Guanghan Palace will also become close. However, Yaochi and Guanghan are hostile to each other, and the Yaochi Holy Mother will not be pleased…”
Fairy Shun Hua also rubbed her temples with a somewhat headache.
The relationships between the several Holy Lands suddenly became complicated.
After a brief rest, the two teams began to enter the Nether Sea.
Both the Tai Hua and Guanghan teams had guessed the relationship between Lu Changsheng and Xia Ningxue, and made sure to give the two a chance to talk.
Lu Changsheng learned from Xia Ningxue about her experiences after ascending to the Immortal Realm. Since being taken on as a disciple by the Guanghan Palace Master, Xia Ningxue had mainly been cultivating in the Guanghan Holy Land.
This expedition to the Nether Sea was also meant to be an opportunity for Xia Ningxue to gain experience.
“Master, who is this?”
Ning Qianqian came over, noticing Lu Changsheng and Xia Ningxue talking cheerfully, and took the initiative to ask.
Lu Changsheng naturally answered, “This is your Master’s wife.”
Xia Ningxue’s pretty face turned red once again.
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She had not expected Lu Changsheng to openly acknowledge her as the Master’s wife in front of his disciple.
Lu Changsheng noticed Xia Ningxue’s adorable expression. Because she focused on her cultivation, untouched by worldly affairs, she was still as outwardly cold and inwardly shy as before.
Ning Qianqian solemnly bowed with clasped hands, “Disciple greets the Master’s wife.”
Xia Ningxue asked, “Which disciple are you in seniority?”
“I am the eighth disciple.”
“This is a gift from your Master’s wife for our meeting.”
After pondering briefly, Xia Ningxue extended her jade hand, and a top-quality Hongmeng Purple Ginseng King appeared in her palm, which she gave to Ning Qianqian as a precious gift of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.
“Hehe, thank you, Master’s wife.”
Ning Qianqian didn’t expect the Master’s wife to be as generous as the Master, happily accepting the Purple Ginseng King and then eating it in one bite, relishing the flavor.
Xia Ningxue was taken aback.
How come Lu’s disciple, like his second disciple Lu Qinglian, directly eats any Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures?
Generally speaking, if one does not possess a special physique, consuming Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures indiscriminately might result in bodily explosion and death.
“You dote on her a little too much.”
Lu Changsheng knew that although Xia Ningxue was the Holy Maiden, she didn’t have many Hongmeng Purple Ginsengs to offer.
The Hongmeng Purple Ginseng King is a rare seventeenth-grade Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure.
The Guanghan Holy Land regarded Xia Ningxue as the future Palace Master in training, providing her with Hongmeng Purple Ginseng for cultivation. Xia Ningxue could present Ning Qianqian with the finest Ginseng King from within the Hongmeng Purple Ginseng simply because Ning Qianqian called her “Master.”
“It’s not a big deal.”
Xia Ningxue waved her hand dismissively. With the entire life’s cultivation of the Guanghan Ancestor, one more or less Hongmeng Purple Ginseng would not affect her cultivation.
The groups from the Tai Hua Holy Land and Guanghan Holy Land, riding their Flying Swords, sliced through the waves. Even the demon beasts of the Nether Sea, including the Flood Dragons, dared not provoke these two teams of cultivators.
Within these two teams of cultivators, there were more than ten Immortal Emperors alone. Let alone Flood Dragons, even if True Dragons were to come, they would end up flayed and boned.
One month and five days later, everyone saw a colossal island at the heart of the Nether Sea, and in the middle of the island lay an enormous mountain range that stretched for a million miles, enveloped in mist and clouds.
“That is the dwelling place of the Candle Dragon Clan—Zhong Mountain.”
The sight of this divine mountain filled Renzhen Immortal Emperor with solemn reverence as well.
The Candle Dragon Clan had many strong members; among them, the most powerful, the progenitor of the Candle Dragon Clan, could only be suppressed by the intervention of the Taiyin Goddess.
“Who dares to encroach upon the territory of our Candle Dragon Clan?”
Two men with white hair, slightly reddish skin, and red pupils intercepted the two groups; such features are common among the Candle Dragon Clan when in human form.
Jin Yun Immortal Fairy produced the token of the Guanghan Palace, “We are from the Guanghan and Tai Hua Holy Lands, invited to attend the Candle Dragon Clan’s ceremony to select a new Clan Leader.”
The attitude of the two Candle Dragon guards became more polite, “So it is the guests from the Holy Lands. Please follow us.”
The Candle Dragon Clan also had many branches, and it was not uncommon for conflicts to arise where a tribe that failed to secure the Clan Leader’s position would refuse to obey the new Clan Leader’s orders and start a rebellion.
Eventually, a Clan Leader called upon the Guanghan Palace Master to oversee the selection of the next Clan Leader. Out of fear for the power of the Guanghan Holy Land, even the defeated tribes did not dare to retaliate and begrudgingly accepted the result.
Therefore, every time the Candle Dragon Clan elected a new Clan Leader, they would invite representatives of the Guanghan Holy Land to supervise.
This time was no exception, but the Guanghan Holy Land also invited members from the Tai Hua Holy Land to join them.
“Although the Candle Dragon Clan is not large in number, each member, once grown, is at least equivalent to a Daluo Golden Immortal. These two Candle Dragon guards are both Daluo Golden Immortals, with true strengths likely between the seventh and eighth levels of Golden Immortals,” they explained.
“There are eight tribes within the Candle Dragon Clan, each vying for the position of Clan Leader. Becoming the Clan Leader allows one to rightfully allocate more resources to their tribe, which is why tribes that lose out tend to be discontent. That’s why the Candle Dragon Clan devised the approach of having external powers supervise the Clan Leader election, an imperfect solution.”
“This time, the responsibility for managing the Clan Leader election affairs falls to the Red Pupil Tribe.”
Lu Changsheng, thanks to his extensive knowledge of ancient texts, was familiar with the Candle Dragon Clan.
“Lu,” Xia Ningxue called Lu Changsheng in an unusually intimate manner for the first time, “deep within Zhong Mountain, there seems to be an extremely terrifying presence, yet this presence is neither righteous nor evil.”
“It must be the aura of a powerful member of the Candle Dragon Clan,” said Lu Changsheng, who knew that the Candle Dragon Clan was far from simple.
The Candle Dragon Clan was akin to an ancient Prestigious Family of the human cultivators, with an unfathomable heritage that extended over billions of years.
Moreover, unlike humans, the Candle Dragon Clan possessed the formidable bloodline of the Dragon Clan. With enough Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, even without cultivation, once they grew, they were at least Daluo Golden Immortals by nature, with a few capable of reaching the level of Immortal Emperor.
The longer a member of the Candle Dragon Clan lived and the more treasures they consumed, the higher their cultivation became.
Within the depths of the ten-thousand-mile cloudscape of Zhong Mountain, it seemed to shift and change with the breathing of the powerful Candle Dragon.
According to records, the Candle Dragon progenitor’s cultivation reached the heavens; his sight heralded daytime, his slumber brought night, his exhalation induced winter, his inhalation caused summer, and his breath generated winds.
“Hahaha, the envoys of the Guanghan Holy Land have finally arrived,” laughed a group of men and women with red pupils, as the Clan Leader and powerhouses of the Candle Dragon Clan’s Red Pupil Tribe came forward to greet them.