Free Web NovelThree days later, after that snowstorm, the Southern Border experienced continuous clear skies.
The three suns were like the eyes of the heavens, silently watching the vast land.
Many villages and towns in the Southern Border had quietly changed their beliefs, and they all worshipped the same existence—Heavenly Venerate.
“The Heavenly Venerate Immortal told us to offer him stones, and also taught us the Hammer Technique for mountain excavation and the second set of broadcast gymnastics.”
“You offer stones? Our town is often flooded, and the Heavenly Venerate Immortal told us to dig river channels and offer him mud and sand...”
“Why are the Heavenly Venerate Immortal's Disciples all so strangely shaped and scary? Is it from practicing broadcast gymnastics?”
“That's impossible. The Immortal said that the Disciples of Myriad Aspects Immortal Sect are all skilled in Image Mimicking Martial Arts...”
“After a few days of broadcast gymnastics, my back no longer hurts, and my legs are no longer sore.”
“The Heavenly Venerate Immortal truly helps when needed, and believing in him is truly effective! He doesn't even demand child sacrifices!”
“Is that really true? My child is only six years old. Maybe we should move our whole family to your town.”
...
Demon Summoning Sect, Southern Border Branch.
The archaic main hall was pitch black, as if even the sunlight from outside couldn't penetrate it. The faint light made the barbaric murals on the walls appear particularly eerie.
Faint howls and roars could be heard, not sounding like they came from humans.
“Recently, our Divine Sect's Disciples have suffered heavy losses. What are your thoughts?”
The Hall Master of Hundred Beasts sat at the head of the table, his voice hoarse, like lifeless withered wood.
The Demon Summoning Sect had always cooperated with Han Zhen, and the Hundred Beast Hall was born from this cooperation.
Now Han Zhen was dead.
The ultimate goal of the Hundred Beast Hall had not changed; it was simply two words—True Dragon.
Summoning the True Dragon to descend upon the world.
The True Dragon was not an Innate creature, but rather powerful beings that were regarded as totems by the Human Race. Through the process of various tribes annexing each other, these totems fused together, ultimately giving birth to the True Dragon.
When the power of all beings was sufficient, it would come into existence as a matter of course.
So, even though Han Zhen was dead, the Hundred Beast Hall remained largely unchanged from before, still focused on controlling the Southern Border and collecting the power of all beings.
But now, someone was shaking the Foundation of the Hundred Beast Hall.
“...”
None of the Great Priests present spoke first.
After all, they were members of a Demonic Sect.
Some of them often engaged in internal strife in secret. If something happened in someone else's territory, what did it have to do with them?
Others were still unclear about the situation, fearing that speaking too much would lead to mistakes, so they dared not speak.
The Hall Master snorted coldly:
“The Saint has been in a bad mood recently, as you all know. He has always wanted the True Dragon's body to reclaim his position as number one on the Qianlong Ranking.”
“If he finds out that we are incompetent, the one who will suffer will probably be...”
The Great Priests swallowed their saliva and sat up straight.
The Hall Master was the Saint's My Little Uncle.
After a brief exchange of whispers, a priest spoke:
“Hall Master, our top priority now is to ascertain the origin of this Heavenly Court's Myriad Aspects Immortal Sect, especially that so-called Heavenly Venerate.”
“Heavenly Court? Myriad Aspects Immortal Sect? Heavenly Venerate?”
“Yes, he calls himself the Heavenly Venerate Immortal. He has been dormant for countless years and possesses immense Divine Ability...”
“Hiss! Creating heaven and earth? I haven't even seen storybooks dare to boast like that...”
Many of the Great Priests present were at least in the Inner Vision Realm.
But even those in the Outer Scenery Realm dared not speculate on how unfathomable the creation of heaven and earth truly was.
If this were true,
Let alone a mere branch of their Demon Summoning Sect, even the Grand Master of the main altar would likely have to tread carefully.
“There's one more thing.”
The Hall Master of Hundred Beasts' expression grew even more solemn:
“This Heavenly Venerate said that our Huanshen Sect merely obtained a tiny fragment of the Myriad Aspects Immortal Sect's Legacy.”
“Impossible, right?”
“Our history is ancient, traceable to before the Great Yu, but...”
The priests recalled some of the information the Hall Master had just mentioned about the other party.
That Heavenly Venerate was accompanied by a group of Disciples, all of whom had prominent horns and showed signs of beast transformation.
This was somewhat similar to their Hundred Beast Hall's fundamental method, the Myriad Forms Dragon Transformation Technique.
However, the drawbacks of the Dragon Transformation Scripture were also very clear: practitioners who endured the Bloodline Power of various beasts could very easily lose their sanity. Most people would lose their sanity during the Jiao transformation, let alone the Dragon transformation.
But the Disciples accompanying that Heavenly Venerate seemed to be perfectly lucid.
It was said they practiced some kind of Image Mimicking Martial Arts.
The other party even called themselves the Myriad Aspects Immortal Sect!
Moreover, like them, they were also absorbing the power of all beings!
The more the priests thought about it, the more alarmed they became.
Was there even a slight possibility that what the other party said... was true?
Did their Demon Summoning Sect truly only obtain a tiny fragment of the Myriad Aspects Immortal Sect's Legacy to reach their current state?
Hiss...
The matter seemed to be getting bigger and bigger!
Whispers rose throughout the hall.
Xiao Li probably never dreamed that he only wanted to gain some power from all beings, yet he somehow managed to rope in the Demon Summoning Sect.
After a long while,
The Hall Master of Hundred Beasts coughed and said:
“Regardless of the other party, we must give the Saint an explanation!”
“Whether it's true or false, we must go and test them out! Try to establish contact with them and first figure out if they are friend or foe!”
This involved a major secret of the sect's Foundation, and although it was somewhat dangerous, it also contained Opportunity.
The Great Priests eagerly volunteered.
...
The moon hung high in the branches.
Qingmu City was bathed in a gentle, watery silver light by the moonlight.
In the ethereal realm, a clear, melodious bird cry seemed to resound, like the cries of a giant whale in a dream plunging into the illusory sea, piercing the sky.
“The wondrous sound bird has formed.”
A gust of wind blew open the window of the side room, causing Ying Bing's dark hair to ripple.
She subconsciously opened the boy with a large head, took out the green jade hairpin, and was about to tie up the dark hair that hung down her Immortal-pleasing skirt, making her back itch slightly, when her movements paused.
The green jade hairpin was steeped in moonlight, glowing brightly, and seemed to still retain the warmth of someone's palm.
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She recalled a certain Genius Li's improvement to the Dual Cultivation method, “Phoenix Cries Heavenly Marsh,” combining Dual Cultivation with foot massage...
An illusion!
This jade hairpin was an ordinary object, not made of warm jade! This warmth was merely her illusion...
Ying Bing pursed her lips and used the hairpin to tie up her hair. She decided to try out her newly acquired extreme form, the wondrous sound bird Divine Intention.
Whoosh—
Her Immortal-pleasing skirt suddenly glowed with golden light, transforming into an exotic golden outfit.
The lower part consisted of sheer harem pants, while the upper part was a gold-threaded, gold-plated bustier that exposed her flat, streamlined abdomen.
If Xiao Li were here, he would surely exclaim:
“Holy cow, a Western Regions dancer!”
“Perhaps he would like this style?”
Ying Bing had initially frowned, finding the attire too revealing, but upon recalling a certain God Hammer Little Overlord's gleaming eyes, she couldn't help but gently curve her lips. freewёbnoνel.com
She lowered her gaze, her Yi Soul surging with Divine Intention.
The wondrous sound bird, skilled in dance and hearing.
She seemed to hear various sounds carried by the wind.
“This restaurant's business is really good! I heard the barbecue here was personally developed by Little Overlord Li?”
“Boss, how's the quality of your hammer? Is it good for breaking rocks? The Heavenly Venerate Immortal told us to dig rocks to offer him.”
Heavenly Venerate Immortal?
Hearing the word 'Immortal,' Ying Bing's eyelids twitched slightly.
Which Wuling deity dared to call himself an Immortal?
It could only be him...
“Mom, will you buy me osmanthus cake for my birthday?”
“Silly child, your birthday isn't for another seven days. It'll spoil if you leave it for seven days.”
Birthday...
Ying Bing gently opened her eyes, the clear moonlight reflected in their serene depths.
She had just remembered.
In five more days, it would be her... birthday?
These two words felt a bit strange, as she never celebrated her birthday. She had always been alone and desolate, no different from any other day.
He hadn't finished his business yet.
This birthday would also be no different from usual, passing as if nothing had happened.
Anyway, she had long been used to it.
