Chapter 88 ·A Golden Core Dares to Exterminate Sects? Then What Happens at Great Ascension Tribulation Crossing?

Gu ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍Yan watched with great interest.

It ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍was easy to imagine—once Feng Jiuge came out of seclusion, the Qingyun Sect would be in trouble.

He ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍smiled, and with a thought, the image in the Haotian Mirror shifted.

Let’s ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍see what that kid Ye Chen was up to.

The ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍scene appeared.

Ye ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Chen’s figure emerged in the mirror.

Gu Yan swept his gaze over him—this kid… had reached the Golden Core.

He looked more carefully. Indeed, a genuine early-stage Golden Core.

This speed, even in the Spirit Realm, was considered fast.

Gu Yan pondered for a moment, then activated the Haotian Mirror’s deduction again.

After a short while, he suddenly understood.

So that was it.

Since entering the Spirit Realm, Ye Chen’s luck had been absurdly good—like he had activated some kind of cheat.

Back when he was in the Taiyi Dao Sect, he had never seemed this lucky.

Could it be…

Was he being suppressed by him?

A flash of insight crossed Gu Yan’s mind.

No—more precisely, his existence as a variable had suppressed certain protagonist destinies in this world?

When Ye Chen was in the Taiyi Dao Sect, although he had some minor opportunities, they were nowhere near as outrageous as now.

After going to the Spirit Realm and distancing himself from Gu Yan, it was as if he had become an unbridled wild horse, with continuous good fortune.

The more Gu Yan thought about it, the more it made sense.

He began to deduce further.

In this mortal world where he resided, there originally seemed to be many individuals with protagonist-like roles.

For example, Xu Gang and Xu Yue, the siblings.

Gu Yan had once used the Haotian Mirror to glimpse another timeline without his presence.

In that timeline, the Taiyi Dao Sect was destroyed, and Xu Gang and Xu Yue wandered the world.

In the end, the two were taken in by demonic cultivators, gradually falling into the demonic path and becoming terrifying fiends feared by all.

And Ji Yingying.

In that timeline, in order to take revenge on the Ji Family for abandoning her, and to gain strength, she voluntarily entered the demonic path.

Although her elder brother Ji Canghai later pulled her back, she had already committed boundless slaughter—regret came too late.

As for this timeline where Gu Yan existed…

Ji Yingying’s Ji Family had not even had time to be avenged by her before being wiped out by the Great Love Alliance established by his Good Body, Fang Yuan.

The Ji Family had colluded with the Great Qian back then, so they were naturally included in the purge.

Ji Yingying wanted revenge?

Her enemies were gone.

She hadn’t even had the chance to act before the revenge was already taken for her.

The girl had been stunned for several days after learning this.

Now, she was peacefully cultivating as a disciple in the Taiyi Dao Sect, her cultivation steadily improving.

It was said she had recently made a few friends and was no longer as cold as before.

She also seemed to have an elder brother, Ji Canghai.

Back then, because he had been out roaming and upholding justice, he avoided the Great Love Alliance’s purge of the Ji Family.

Later, upon hearing that his sister was in the Taiyi Dao Sect, he came to find her.

The Taiyi Dao Sect now accepted disciples in a more flexible manner, no longer only recruiting children.

Occasionally, they would also select mortals with good character.

Ji Canghai had a kind nature and possessed martial skills, so he was accepted as an exception.

Now the siblings were both in the Taiyi Dao Sect, and it was said their relationship was quite good.

Gu Yan had no particular opinion about this.

It was good.

The tragedies of that timeline had not occurred in this one.

As for Ji Canghai, it was even less likely that he would, like in that timeline, oppose the entire righteous path to save his sister.

Now, what he thought about every day was how to earn more Taiyi Currency to exchange for pills to help his sister cultivate.

Gu Yan withdrew his thoughts and looked at Ye Chen in the Haotian Mirror.

That kid was still cultivating, spiritual energy surging around him—clearly at a critical moment.

He smiled, then put away the Haotian Mirror.

Entertainment was over. Time to continue cultivating.

He aimed to break through to the Tribulation Crossing Realm within forty years.

......

Time was like a blade that cut down geniuses; years flew like arrows.

Thirty years passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the cave dwelling on Longevity Peak, the aura around Gu Yan circulated, far more profound than thirty years ago.

In thirty years, he had advanced from the first layer of Great Ascension to the eighth layer.

For ordinary Great Ascension cultivators, going from one layer to the next could take thousands of years.

Those with poorer aptitude might be stuck at the peak of a layer for several thousand years without progress.

Yet Gu Yan, in these thirty years, had advanced as if riding a rocket—one layer per year, completely unhindered.

All thanks to that Illusory Dao Seed of Chaos Planting a Green Lotus.

That thing was truly a treasure. As time passed, the innate spiritual energy it produced each day became increasingly abundant.

With such conditions, how could his cultivation speed not be fast?

Gu Yan stretched, his bones crackling.

Thirty years without moving—he was practically growing mushrooms.

Of course, that was an exaggeration.

With his current cultivation, even if he didn’t move for three hundred or three thousand years, not a single blade of grass would grow on him.

He stood with his hands behind his back, sensing the surging magical power within his body.

Eighth layer of Great Ascension.

Next was the ninth layer, then a breakthrough to the Tribulation Crossing Realm.

After Tribulation Crossing came the Human Immortal Realm.

Only after that was the true Immortal Dao.

The road ahead was still long.

Gu Yan shook his head slightly and stopped thinking further.

......

At the same time, in the Spirit Realm, Eastern Continent.

Azure Wave Sect.

Inside the Sect Master’s hall, Nether Soul sat at the head seat, his expression indifferent.

Below stood an elderly man with white hair and beard—the current Grand Elder of the Azure Wave Sect, at the early Nascent Soul stage.

At this moment, the old man wore a worried expression as he bowed and reported.

“…According to reports from our disciples, both the Eastern Continent Righteous Alliance and the Demonic Alliance have recently been secretly mobilizing forces, targeting our Azure Wave Sect.”

Nether Soul’s brows moved slightly. “Reason?”

The Grand Elder hesitated, then spoke, “Because… of Feng Jiuge.”

According to him, after Feng Jiuge left the sect decades ago, he began killing as he traveled.

First was the Qingyun Sect—one hundred thirty-seven members, the entire sect wiped out overnight.

In the following years, he consecutively destroyed seven or eight more sects, both righteous and demonic. Any he could defeat suffered extermination.

If he encountered the strong, he fled; if the weak, he slaughtered.

It was said several Nascent Soul ancestors had personally tried to hunt him down.

Yet each time, he escaped like a cicada shedding its shell. To this day, no one knew his elusive methods.

Now, throughout the Eastern Continent cultivation world, both righteous and demonic paths gritted their teeth in hatred at the name Feng Jiuge.

Yet some expert had deduced through heavenly secrets that this person originated from the Azure Wave Sect.

Thus, those sects used this as justification, intending to first destroy the Azure Wave Sect to force him to appear.

After hearing this, Nether Soul fell silent.

He knew that kid could cause trouble.

He knew that kid had a heavy killing intent.

But he hadn’t expected him to cause trouble this quickly.

He had only been at Foundation Establishment before leaving. After wandering around, he reached Golden Core—and then started exterminating sects?

Now just Golden Core, and already daring to destroy sects?

Then what would happen when he reached Great Ascension and crossed tribulation?

Nether Soul rubbed his forehead.

When the original body told him to accept this disciple, had he seen this through the Haotian Mirror?

He probably had.

Unfortunately, he was only the Evil Body incarnation—the Haotian Mirror was in the original body’s hands.

What the original body was planning was never explained to him in detail.

However…

Nether Soul raised his head, his expression returning to calm.

“No need to care about them.”

The Grand Elder was stunned. “Sect Master?”

“Let the disciples do what they should. Ignore the outside noise,” Nether Soul said indifferently. “Whoever dares attack my Azure Wave Sect—I will personally act and destroy them.”

The Grand Elder froze.

Destroy… them?

He opened his mouth, taking a while to recover. “Sect Master, forgive my boldness, but you may not fully understand the current situation.”

“On the Righteous Alliance side, three sects are involved, each with multiple Nascent Soul cultivators.”

“On the Demonic Alliance side, two sects have joined as well, equally strong.”

“Although our Azure Wave Sect has prospered under your leadership and now has three Nascent Soul cultivators…”

“The opposing side has five sects combined, with over a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators.”

“If it truly comes to battle, we…”

He trailed off, but the meaning was clear.

They couldn’t win.

The Grand Elder continued to persuade, “In my opinion, we should lower our heads and declare that Feng Jiuge has nothing to do with our sect.”

“That kid, though from our sect, has never used our name while causing trouble outside.”

“As long as we firmly deny it, they can’t do anything to us.”

“Even if he returns later, we can have him conceal his identity and rejoin under a different name.”

“This way, we preserve the sect and don’t damage the master-disciple relationship…”

“Oh, right.” The Grand Elder suddenly remembered something, his tone easing slightly.

“I also learned that the sects attacking us all have Nascent Soul cultivators.”

“Those with Transformation Spirit old monsters have not participated.”

“This is good news. As long as Transformation Spirit experts don’t act, even if we can’t win, we should be able to hold out for decades…”

“Who said Transformation Spirit cultivators won’t act?”

Nether Soul suddenly spoke.

The Grand Elder froze. “Ah?”

Nether Soul looked at him calmly. “I am a Transformation Spirit cultivator.”

The Grand Elder: “……”

The Grand Elder: “？？？”

Transformation Spirit?

Sect Master?

Transformation Spirit?

He swallowed hard and spoke with difficulty, “Sect Master… you… you’re not joking, right? Haven’t you always claimed to be mid-stage Nascent Soul? How—”

Nether Soul couldn’t be bothered to explain.

He simply released a trace of his aura.

In the next instant, a vast pressure like the ocean surged from his body, enveloping the entire hall.

The Grand Elder’s knees nearly buckled on the spot.

Transformation Spirit.

It was truly Transformation Spirit.

And not early-stage—mid-stage? Or late-stage?

The Grand Elder couldn’t tell. He only knew that before this pressure, he was as insignificant as an ant.

“Sect… Sect Master…”

Nether Soul withdrew his aura, his expression calm.

“Reassured now?”

The Grand Elder nodded frantically.

Reassured.

Completely reassured.

Before a Transformation Spirit cultivator, Nascent Soul cultivators were nothing but clowns.

With their Sect Master at Transformation Spirit, what was there to fear?

The worry on the Grand Elder’s face vanished, replaced by uncontrollable ecstasy.

“Sect Master, you… you’ve hidden your strength too deeply!”

“No wonder you’ve never bowed to those major sects!”

“No wonder you said you would destroy anyone who dares attack!”

“So you’ve been planning a grand scheme!”

Nether Soul: “……”

He waved his hand, too lazy to listen to flattery.

“Leave. Do as I said.”

“Yes!” The Grand Elder bowed and strode out.

At the door, he suddenly turned back, smiling broadly.

“Sect Master, may I ask—when did you break through to Transformation Spirit?”

Nether Soul glanced at him.

“Don’t ask what you shouldn’t.”

The Grand Elder chuckled awkwardly and hurried off.

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