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“We have no other choice,”
Fairy Shun Hua knew that Buyi Immortal Emperor was skilled in the art of soul searching, and even he couldn’t fully read Xuan Yi Demon Monarch’s divine sense. Therefore, it was likely that Fairy Shun Hua couldn’t either.
Lin Xuantong and several Elders of the Holy Land might have secret techniques capable of breaking Xuan Yi Demon Monarch’s divine sense seal.
“We should head back now to avoid any further complications,”
After the banquet hosted by the Candle Dragon Clan had ended, Buyi Immortal Emperor and Fairy Shun Hua prepared to lead their team back to the Tai Hua Holy Land, taking Xuan Yi Demon Monarch and the traitor Immortal Emperor back to the Holy Land for Lin Xuantong to deal with.
“Lu, I’ll head back to the Holy Land first to report to my master. We will have the opportunity to meet again later,”
Having been alone with Lu Changsheng in the cultivation space for a thousand years, Xia Ningxue relieved their longing for each other. Once she calmed down, she still needed to return to the Guanghan Holy Land to report back to the Saint Lord, since she was the Holy Maiden of Guanghan and the Holy Land provided plentiful cultivation resources. She couldn’t be ungrateful.
“Hmm,”
Lu Changsheng wasn’t in a rush. After all, the lifespan of an Immortal Emperor was at least several million years, and at most tens of millions of years.
Lu Changsheng and Xia Ningxue aimed for immortality and still needed to continue their arduous cultivation.
“I’m leaving my daughter in your care,”
Huo Zhang pushed his daughter, Huo Wen, towards him.
Huo Wen was not timid, “I look forward to your guidance, young master,”
“…”
Huo Zhang sure picked the right moment.
“Lu, what is this?”
Feeling Xia Ningxue’s aura turn cold, Lu Changsheng said to Huo Wen, “From now on, you must serve the Dragon Emperor well,”
“Of course,”
Huo Wen had no objection to serving Ning Qianqian, whose cultivation was even lower than her own.
The people of their Candle Dragon Clan saw it as an honor to become servants of the Dragon Emperor.
Once the Dragon Emperor grew up, he would be one of the strongest beings between heaven and earth.
Xia Ningxue relaxed slightly, but then she felt a moment of unease, and with a self-mocking smile, she thought, “What’s wrong with me? Xia Ningxue, you must have confidence in yourself.”
“Xue’er, what are you muttering about?”
“It’s nothing. We’ll meet again later, Lu,”
Xia Ningxue left with the team from Guanghan Holy Land to return to Guanghan Palace to report back.
Fairy Shun Hua, watching Xia Ningxue leave, said to Lu Changsheng, “Inside the Holy Maiden of Guanghan lies an extremely terrifying power. I fear one of the Ancestors of the Guanghan Holy Land, on the verge of their great tribulation, used a supreme secret technique to seal all of their life’s cultivation inside her. Her future is boundless.”
Lu Changsheng was secretly astonished. Fairy Shun Hua, as Lin Xuantong’s direct disciple, had keen insight and noticed that Xia Ningxue had the lifetime cultivation of an Ancestor of Guanghan sealed within her.
The Guanghan Ancestor had intended to seize her body but ended up having their lifetime cultivation snatched away by Xia Ningxue instead, which could be considered her good fortune.
However, Lu Changsheng couldn’t understand how Xia Ningxue was able to defeat such a formidable old monster like the Guanghan Ancestor during the body-snatching process?
According to Xia Ningxue, this Guanghan Ancestor was one of the Great Experts who founded the Guanghan Holy Land. She had already taken over many peerless geniuses of the Guanghan Holy Land through body-snatching but, unexpectedly, met her downfall at the hands of Xia Ningxue.
Unable to figure it out, Lu Changsheng shook his head and returned to the Holy Land with the others from Tai Hua Holy Land.
In the Tai Hua Holy Land, Lin Xuantong was in his study, flipping through a book. Suddenly, he felt a familiar presence arriving at the gate of the Holy Land and frowned, “Why has this fellow come again?”
At the gate of the Holy Land, thousands of disciples and Elders landed, accompanied by divine beasts such as True Dragons, Phoenixes, Qingluan, and Baize, creating a magnificent spectacle.
The incoming thousands of disciples and Elders, all bearing longswords and dressed in white clothes and skirts, had the emblem of an Immortal Sword embroidered on the chest of their Daoist robes.
The male disciples were all handsome and gentle as jade.
The female disciples were all devastatingly beautiful, pure, and reserved as though separate from the world.
Elders of Changliu, the Frost Sword Skills.
These were the Elders and Disciples of the Changliu Holy Land!
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The leader was a refined middle-aged man with eyes like stars and an immortal sword at his waist, adorned with gorgeous white tassels.
His carriage, pulled by eight true dragons, attested to his lofty status.
Upon seeing this person, Wu De hurried forward to greet him, leading numerous disciples of the holy land to pay their respects, “Tai Hua Holy Land’s junior Wu De, greets the Saint Lord of Changliu.”
“You go and inform Lin Xuantong.”
“Yes.”
Wu De, seeing the other party directly address Lin Xuantong by name, was not angry but immediately went back to report to Lin Xuantong.
Because the person before them was the Saint Lord of Changliu Holy Land, who had been a rival of Lin Xuantong’s youth, back then, Lin Xuantong had ranked second on the Qilin Ranking, and the Saint Lord of Changliu was right behind him, ranked third.
Even now, the Saint Lord of Changliu would from time to time come to Lin Xuantong to spar.
Lin Xuantong found his opponent, whom he had been fighting since their youth, troublesome.
Although Lin Xuantong always managed to outperform the Saint Lord of Changliu, no one knows how many times he had defeated him, but the Saint Lord of Changliu fought tenaciously and never admitted defeat.
Lin Xuantong was helpless against the Saint Lord of Changliu, who refused to give in.
Furthermore, the Saint Lord of Changliu’s direct disciple, the White Immortal Emperor, and Lin Xuantong’s direct disciple, the Qingyang Immortal Emperor, were nearly evenly matched rivals. With Qingyang Immortal Emperor slightly ahead, the Saint Lord of Changliu’s pride took a hit, and so he continued to trouble Lin Xuantong. Enjoy exclusive chapters from empire
Now that the Saint Lord of Changliu had come to visit Tai Hua Holy Land, along with his direct disciple, the White Immortal Emperor, and a group of elders and disciples, it was most likely to give Lin Xuantong a hard time again.
“Saint Lord, the Saint Lord of Changliu himself, accompanied by a host of figures from Changliu Holy Land, waits at the mountain gate,” said Wu De.
“I am already aware. Lead them inside and see to it that they are well taken care of,” Lin Xuantong responded.
Despite being troubled by the frequent vexations from the Saint Lord of Changliu, Lin Xuantong still gained enlightenment when sparring with his equally formidable rival.
Therefore, whenever the Saint Lord of Changliu came to cause trouble, Lin Xuantong would make sure he was well received.
“Strange, it’s only been a hundred thousand years since he was defeated by me again, yet he’s back so soon? Could it be that in these hundred thousand years, he’s mastered some powerful cultivation technique? Or perhaps his Frost Sword Skills have reached the ultimate level?” Lin Xuantong mused.
For powerhouses like Lin Xuantong and the Saint Lord of Changliu, a hundred thousand years was but a fleeting moment. A timespan of a hundred thousand years wasn’t enough to perfect divine techniques.
It was unlikely that the Saint Lord of Changliu would be able to make his comeback so soon after a defeat, only a hundred thousand years before.
“Lin Xuantong, we haven’t seen each other for quite some time,” said the Saint Lord of Changliu.
The Saint Lord of Changliu appeared in Lin Xuantong’s study, found himself a chair to sit down, and from his inner space, he took out a tea set. He made himself tea without a care, “Do you have any Enlightenment Tea leaves? It’s been quite some time since I’ve tasted the Enlightenment Tea from Tai Hua Holy Land.”
He had come to challenge Lin Xuantong so often that he navigated around as if this was his own dwelling.
Lin Xuantong rolled his eyes but did not provide the Enlightenment Tea leaves – not because he was stingy, but simply because he didn’t want to: “If you’re here to spar with me, let’s get on with it quickly. I have many matters to attend to.”
“Not at all. This time I’ve come from afar not to spar with you, but rather my disciple wishes to challenge one of your disciples,” the Saint Lord of Changliu said.
“Are you referring to the White Immortal Emperor? But my direct disciple, the Qingyang Immortal Emperor, has been missing for some time now,” Lin Xuantong replied.
“Lin Xuantong, you’re mistaken again. It’s my newly accepted disciple who wants to challenge your young disciple. I’ve heard that your young disciple is a monstrous talent, now ranked eleventh on the Qilin Ranking. Today, my disciple wishes to curb his sharpness.”
“The White Immortal Emperor has practiced for eight hundred million years, while my disciple hasn’t even cultivated for fifty million years. You’re bullying the weak with the strong,” Lin Xuantong frowned.
Isn’t the Saint Lord of Changliu just bullying him? The White Immortal Emperor couldn’t defeat his direct disciple, the Qingyang Immortal Emperor, so now he wanted to bully his younger disciple, Lu Changsheng?
“Lin Xuantong, you are mistaken once more. The one seeking to challenge your young disciple is my newly acquired disciple. This time, I intend to regain my ground,” the Saint Lord of Changliu said confidently, gesturing to his newly accepted disciple.
“I am Li Changye from Changliu Holy Land. I wish to meet Tai Hua’s Holy Son, Lu Changsheng,” Li Changye said with a fist and palm salute to Lin Xuantong.
“Eternal Wilderness Body?”
Lin Xuantong’s gaze was sharp as he recognized Li Changye’s special physique.
Such a physique was far from ordinary.