"Senior Brother!"
Upon seeing Immortal Mingzhu heavily injured and defeated, the Three Perfecteds of Jiuzhen Palace were shocked. However, at this moment, they were in the midst of a fierce chase with Eastern Law Enforcement Venerable, leaving them only a moment to ’be shocked’ before Blood God’s Son counterattacked, slashing with his Blood Blade! One of them was nearly decapitated, their crown broken and clothes torn, narrowly escaping death!
The three of them were startled into a cold sweat, unable to assist their senior brother. They dared not be careless and had to focus their full strength on dealing with the Blood God’s Son before them.
Although Immortal Mingzhu was seriously injured and had his power severely diminished, he was not in immediate danger of death. He quickly activated the Lotus Divine Skill, enveloping himself in Protective True Qi, and coldly glared at Mr. He Lin,
"Fellow Daoist, your fickleness and inconsistency, breaking promises and lacking integrity, makes it difficult to stand in the Jianghu!"
Mr. He Lin stroked the Crane Feather Sword in his hand, smilingly saying,
"Not so, not so. The times change, and so too does fate and destiny. Adapting to circumstances is key to seizing opportunities!"
"Besides, I did give you and Penglai a chance, but it’s your own fault for being incompetent!
Look, even when five are fighting one, you end up being counter-killed, unable to last more than a hundred moves. Who would dare to bet on your side? Still have the face to bully juniors? Aren’t you ashamed?"
Mingzhu glanced at the five deceased Golden Core Realm disciples on the ground, his face turning pale then red, rendered speechless.
After all, in this world, if you can’t fight, nothing you say matters.
Mr. He Lin shook his head and chuckled, saying,
"Never mind, Brother Mingzhu, let me be honest. Most of the remaining Mystic Sect are of the Hidden Immortal line, living in seclusion, pursuing their own cultivation. Your sect, working hard to progress and expand, is indeed rare.
I came here specifically to see what you’re up to. After observing, not bad, not bad. Though your conduct may be a bit low and mean, your Dao path is straight, not veering into evil.
Knowing there are promising talents like you in the Mystic Sect gives me comfort, so I’m reluctant to disrupt your endeavors.
It’s just a shame; while you have certain skills, the younger generation’s capability is lacking! With such limited skills, how can they stand on the Cloud Platform and compete?
Better return home and cultivate yourselves, training a couple of generations of newcomers, then come back to vie for the world."
"Pff!"
Mingzhu, having lost many disciples and now mocked by this old man, spat blood in anger, glaring at Tie Dan,
"Alright! Nine Yin Sword Sect, their reputation is well-deserved! Great masters lead to great disciples, Jiuzhen Palace admits defeat!"
Tie Dan said, "I, of Guangxia Mountain..."
Mingzhu roared,
"Before the Nine Heavens Xuan Nu! This match, I, Mingzhu, lost! I’m leaving!"
This fellow indeed acted decisively, turning to leave, using the Sleeve Universe to collect bodies and flying in escape light out of the water.
The three others saw this, realizing their leader decided to retreat, summoned their magic treasures, and swiftly escaped to the surface.
Because these people of Jiuzhen Palace were numerous and well-organized, there were no severe losses, and Eastern Venerable did not pursue aggressively. Blood Shadow remained standing with his blade, glaring coldly at Mr. He Lin without speaking.
Mr. He Lin, still smiling, stroked the Crane Feather Sword,
"Regarding this Dao and destiny issue, seems I must settle it with friends. Go retrieve the Immortal Ganoderma."
Tie Dan said, "You mean me?"
Mr. He Lin rolled his eyes at him,
"If not you, should I speak to the fish? Hurry, if the Demon Fetus eats the Immortal Ganoderma, there will truly be trouble."
Tie Dan glanced around, realizing that the reason the Jiuzhen Palace left so abruptly was that the Xiao Family over there had settled their battle.
The Xiao Family Ancestor’s Soldier Armor was not particularly formidable. After Jiuzhen Palace sacrificed their whole sect, meticulously preparing spells to restrain, and being attacked by a horde of Artifact Spirits, it was naturally doomed. Now it was torn apart into pieces.
The Xiao Family Ancestor’s leg had been bitten and gnawed off by the demonic creature, which was transformed from Xiao Baize, and he was writhing in agony, crawling towards the Purple Pavilion ruins.
Meanwhile, Kun was at the gate of the Purple Pavilion, waving its fins with a ’let’s go!’ gesture.
Tie Dan, without hesitation, flew towards the Purple Pavilion.
Neither Mr. He Lin nor Eastern Venerable tried to stop him, as they stood in place, seemingly wanting to kill each other with their stares.
"Ah ah ah! Save me! My sword! Save me!"
Seeing Tie Dan rush over, the Xiao Family Ancestor cried out for help in desperation.
Tie Dan looked at him, and then at the Dingye in his hand, casually tossing the sword back to him, resolving their karma.
Well, it was trash anyway, unworthy compared to the Shadow Trailing Sword.
"Ah ah ah! Help!"
With no one to assist him, Xiao Baize lunged to gnaw at his ancestor, who had nothing else but to brandish his sword to chop his wayward grandson. Tie Dan followed Kun into the underground secret realm of the Purple Pavilion.
Calling it a secret realm, it’s actually just a medicinal field for cultivating Lingzhi.
The so-called Lingzhi grows in a blessed land. Red grass nourished by Luo Bin. A scene of splendor and magnificence. Its brilliance akin to a deity.
This spiritual elixir indeed lived up to its reputation as crucial for Divinity Transformation. Upon closer inspection, Tie Dan saw that this red-brown Lingzhi had two stalks, with the larger one already cut off, likely sent to the Three Constellations, leaving only the small stalk and side branches. Yet its medicinal power remained astounding. As soon as he entered the secret realm, his nostrils were filled with a rich medicinal fragrance, and the purple-red glow of spiritual charm illuminated the hall, making the spiritual breath dazzling and full.
Tie Dan verified it with the Mystic Sect Daoist Sutra, knowledgeable enough to realize.
This thing is indeed no ordinary Heavenly Materials Treasure; it likely required the whole of Lanling’s earth vein spiritual spring for irrigation and the Vassal State’s royal aura to nourish, no wonder only a noble family like the Xiao Family could cultivate it.
This family indeed had strong fortunes; only in the Cultivation World would they be so easily preyed upon. In another world, they might have truly held the throne.
Tie Dan performed the sword-controlling formula, with a twitch of the Shadow, snipping the Immortal Ganoderma, wrapping it in lion skin, and tucking it away.
Kun went up and gave it a peck, absorbing the remaining branches and roots of the Immortal Ganoderma.
You’re really exhausting it...
Whatever, the Xiao Family’s core lineage was already eradicated; they probably don’t care about these external objects.
Kun tapped the ground with a fin, signaling Tie Dan to keep digging.
Knowing there might be more good stuff, Tie Dan dug three feet deep, unearthing a book.
Tie Dan was also surprised; wasn’t it said that the Xiao Family’s books were kept at the East Field Garden, why was one buried at the bottom of the Lan Pond?
Moreover, this book had a grand purple-gold hue, with Purple Mist Spiritual Breath sealing it. Just the material of the bamboo slip rivaled the Immortal Ganoderma, clearly an ultimate treasure of the Divinity Transformation realm!
It seemed the text recorded on it must also be Divine Skill Heavenly Book-level treasures. It might even be because of this scroll buried underground that the Immortal Ganoderma grew!
So Tie Dan took out the Stone Box he previously got from rescuing Hou Sheng, placed the bamboo slip inside to conceal it, hiding the Treasure Light. Realizing Kun already slipped away, Tie Dan figured only these two items were worthwhile, everything else being junk, thus wasted no time rummaging, heading straight for the exit.
Um, so those two guys at the door were still in a showdown, apparently in a high-level battle waiting for one to blink first to lose...
Meanwhile, on the other side, whatever secret technique Jiuzhen Palace used, he had grown to seven feet tall, three zhang long, plump and stout, looking like a robust maggot.
As soon as Tie Dan came out, Xiao Baize smelled the Lingzhi aroma, turned his head, eyes wide open, lunging at Tie Dan!
"My Lingzhi! My Lingzhi!!"
Tie Dan used the Heart Sword Control Technique, flicking a finger, the Shadow Trailing sword light turned and sliced Xiao Baize’s face off.
The next moment countless fat tumorous lumps squeezed out from the cut, growing into the head of the Xiao Family Ancestor.
"Mingzhu! You scum ah ah ah!"
Ugh, it’s such a bothersome blood-leeching monster... Annoying, since I got what I came for, time to leave!
Tie Dan immediately collected his sword, using an Ice River Escape to quickly distance himself, crashing through the water curtain to escape.
"Return my Immortal Ganoderma!"
The Xiao Family Ancestor roared, his entire body swelling with muscular lumps, morphing from a maggot into a white hippo, charging after Tie Dan into Lan Pond!
But Tie Dan, relying on the swift Xuanming Escape Skill, maneuvered through the lake, naturally too fast to be caught. In no time, he broke out to the lake surface, right about to flee.
Suddenly, Tie Dan felt the Escape Skill stumble! His True Qi had dissipated, dropping him from the ice river!
Then, right in front of him, a burst of Treasure Light shone brightly! Jade Phoenix, Yellow Ape, White Flood Dragon! Surged out from the darkness again!
No surprise! It’s Jiuzhen Palace again! The True Men are gone! But the Artifact Spirits count separately!
Damn! Despicable!

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