Great Immortal With Boundless Mana

Chapter 340: Sacrificing Oneself to Subdue Demons

Jia Ting left with a jealous and envious expression on his face, while the two female disciples of the White Lotus Sect had complex expressions, seemingly unsure how to face Gao Xian.

This was a man chosen by the Sect Leader, someone they couldn't touch. It seemed that even looking at him for a moment would be disrespectful to the Sect Leader.

Seeing the state of the two female disciples, Gao Xian realized that it was not appropriate to ask anything else. He casually asked, "Fellow daoists, I wonder what kind of person the Sect Leader is, what are their preferences? Please enlighten me so as not to offend the Sect Leader."

One round-faced female disciple thought for a moment and whispered, "The Sect Leader is broad-minded, free-spirited..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the beautiful girl beside her gently tugged at her sleeve, startling her. She quickly shut her mouth and dared not say anything more.

Although the Sect Leader, Fan Qingxia, was known for being broad-minded, she couldn't tolerate others gossiping behind her back.

Even if it was praise, it could easily lead to disaster.

Seeing the expressions of the two female disciples, Gao Xian knew that Fan Qingxia had nothing to do with being broad-minded.

Naturally, he wouldn't force them and waved them away.

Being summoned by Fan Qingxia was obviously a good thing. With his cultivation base, he wasn't afraid of whether this woman played with words or martial arts.

However, Fan Qingxia had lived for hundreds of years. It might not be difficult to take her tongue out of her mouth, but it would be difficult to extract information from her.

Gao Xian pondered for a long time but couldn't think of a good solution. He could only take it step by step.

Without the two young female disciples, Gao Xian slept peacefully.

The next day at noon, Gao Xian was reading in his room when Jia Ting came again.

Closing the door, Jia Ting used divine sense to transmit his voice and said, "Fellow daoist, I have long admired the Sect Leader of the Fan Sect. I only regret not having the fortune to personally experience her beauty."

Gao Xian silently looked at Jia Ting's ugly face, not quite understanding what he meant.

Jia Ting chuckled and said, "I don't mean anything else. When you come back, tell me about it. Let me broaden my horizons and ease my lovesickness."

Hearing Jia Ting's pretentious words, Gao Xian almost burst out laughing.

This guy said yesterday that all the beauties in the world were just passing clouds, and he could play with them casually without taking it seriously.

Now he wants to hear the details. Is he looking for a sense of participation?

Gao Xian initially found it somewhat ridiculous, but then he felt that something was off.

Jia Ting was definitely a lecherous person, but it was too far-fetched to say that he was sentimental. Even if he was infatuated with Fan Qingxia's beauty, he wouldn't be so serious about it.

So this guy actually wants to indirectly inquire about Fan Qingxia? And he's afraid that Gao Xian will suspect something?

The question is, why does Jia Ting want to inquire about Fan Qingxia?

It's normal for cultivators in the demonic sect to fight each other, and it's also normal for someone to secretly plot against Fan Qingxia. Could Jia Ting be a spy from some power?

Gao Xian only had suspicions and was not certain about this. As perceptive as he was, he couldn't truly understand what others were thinking.

It is said that the Pure Yang Dao Zun has the ability to communicate with others' minds and knows all their thoughts.

However, this is just a legend. It seems more like a fabrication made up to boast about the Pure Yang Dao Zun's abilities.

Even if Jia Ting really wanted to calculate Fan Qingxia, Gao Xian didn't want to get involved.

He and Fan Qingxia had no personal relationship, so there was no need for him to stand up for her. In the internal conflicts of the Demon Sect cultivators, it was difficult to say what was right or wrong.

Not to mention the Demon Sect, even in the disputes among the various sects in Wanfeng County, there was no clear distinction between right and wrong, it was all just a matter of interests.

Gao Xian felt a bit wary of Jia Ting, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.

If the other party really had overwhelming strength to crush Fan Qingxia, then there was no need for all this trouble.

He casually said, "I really can't tell, fellow daoist is actually a sentimental person."

Jia Ting also knew that this kind of statement was hard to believe, so he laughed and said, "It's just a little obsession..."

He tactfully didn't mention this topic again and instead talked about the situations of other cultivators.

This person had an ugly appearance, but had a great eloquence. When talking about things, he was vivid and had a strong infectious power.

Even though it was just a small matter, it made people listen with great interest.

After listening to Jia Ting's idle chatter for a while, Gao Xian casually asked, "Fellow daoist has seen and experienced a lot, do you know about Iron Ape Mountain?"

"Hmm?"

Jia Ting showed a puzzled expression. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "What's wrong with Iron Ape Mountain?"

This Foundation Establishment cultivator with a somewhat ugly appearance had a natural expression on his face.

However, Gao Xian saw a flash of doubt and unease in the other party's eyes.

After achieving the first rank Gold Core, Gao Xian's mind was clear and flawless, so he could see both inside and outside.

Internally, he could perceive changes in his own mind and emotions, and externally, he could sense the true emotional changes of others. Especially someone like Jia Ting, whose level was far below his.

If it was about the complexity and variability of human emotions, Gao Xian wouldn't suspect Jia Ting just because of his unusual emotions.

But he had already felt that this old man was suspicious, and seeing Jia Ting's reaction made him even more suspicious.

"I heard that there are powerful four-armed monkey demons in Iron Ape Mountain. Your Myriad Beast Sect is good at controlling beasts, maybe you are interested in these monkeys." Gao Xian casually said as if he didn't care.

"To control spirit beasts, there must be a connection of the heart, first of all, the temperament must be compatible. It's not like finding a Demonic Beast and using it as a spirit beast..."

Jia Ting listened to Gao Xian's explanation and visibly relaxed. He patiently explained to Gao Xian, "Controlling spirit beasts almost always requires nurturing them from a young age, cultivating a relationship with them, so that they can be controlled as if they were one's own limbs."

He gave an example, "Just like the four-armed iron apes in Iron Ape Mountain, they are fierce by nature, and they have strong bodies that are not afraid of spells. Moreover, they gather in groups, which is very terrifying."

"It is said that there are also six-armed iron apes that have cultivated for a thousand years, which is extremely terrifying!"

"Can monkey demons live that long?" Gao Xian was somewhat surprised and deliberately showed doubt.

Demonic Beasts have long lifespans, but that is relative to ordinary people. Once they reach the Rank Two level, it is difficult for Demonic Beasts to compare with cultivators.

After all, cultivators have a complete Body Refining system, as well as various spiritual objects and elixirs, and they have a perfect method of adjusting their body and mind.

Rank Two and Rank Three Demonic Beasts have some intelligence, but they do not have a complete inheritance of intelligence. They are far inferior to the human race.

Therefore, the lifespan of Demonic Beasts is not very long. Of course, there are some special Demonic Beasts, such as turtles, that are naturally long-lived.

The Iron Ape is obviously not a long-lived Demonic Beast. It has already lived for a thousand years, surpassing the limit of an ordinary Gold Core.

Jia Ting chuckled, "That's what I heard. As for the real situation, who knows."

"In any case, Iron Ape Mountain is a forbidden place. Once cultivators enter, they can't expect to come out alive. The White Lotus Sect is also very troubled by these iron-skinned monkeys."

He then switched to using Divine Sense to transmit his voice and said, "Fan Qingxia invited her friends everywhere decades ago, wanting to exterminate the Four-Armed Iron Apes, but ended up being seriously injured instead."

"A monkey that even a Gold Core Perfected Being can't handle, what can I do with it!"

"That makes sense."

Gao Xian nodded in agreement, but he felt that Jia Ting's explanation was too much, making it even more suspicious.

The two chatted for a while longer before Jia Ting took his leave.

Gao Xian stood at the door and watched Jia Ting's figure disappear into the white mist before returning to his room.

He activated the Flower Discerning Spirit Mirror and, from a distance of less than two hundred steps, he could easily see through the simple array outside the house that protected Jia Ting.

In the mode of the Candle Illuminating the Netherworld, he couldn't see Jia Ting's expression, but he could see two strands of life essence radiating from his body, as well as several Magical Items shining with Magic power.

Even the crow on his shoulder was flickering with Magic power.

Jia Ting didn't react abnormally, as if he was just talking to the crow.

Then, Jia Ting went to find two female cultivators from the White Lotus Sect.

Gao Xian didn't pay much attention and only used a strand of Divine Sense to lock onto Jia Ting's house.

As long as someone entered or left the house, he would be able to sense it.

With his current powerful Divine Sense, doing these small things was extremely easy.

In the evening, Gao Xian suddenly felt something triggering the invisible Divine Sense net he had left behind.

He immediately activated his Divine Sense and discovered that the black crow was soaring into the sky. After flying hundreds of zhang high, the crow's figure suddenly became illusory and passed through the array blockade above the valley in an instant.

After passing through the array, the crow transformed back into its real state from the illusion.

The crow flew very fast and soon went beyond the range of Gao Xian's Divine Sense.

Gao Xian hesitated for a moment and did not follow. With his Supernatural Power, it wouldn't be difficult for him to chase after the crow.

But he was afraid that the crow would fly too far and he wouldn't be able to make it back in time.

There was no doubt that Jia Ting was the one with the problem.

Within less than an hour, the crow flew back.

Based on the crow's flying speed, Gao Xian calculated that the person Jia Ting contacted was within a radius of 500 kilometers.

Next time the crow goes to deliver a message, he will follow.

The next day, Jia Ting did not come, and Gao Xian focused on practicing with the enchantress in the room.

In the evening, the full moon rose. In the valley, dense white mist floated and swirled under the cold moonlight, appearing and disappearing, adding a sense of mystery to the valley.

Gao Xian held the white lotus in his hand and was thinking about when would be the right time to proceed when he saw layers of spiritual light shining from the white lotus in his hand.

The partially closed white lotus gradually bloomed layer by layer and then floated up into the air. The shining white lotus looked like an elegantly shaped Lotus flower lamp.

Gao Xian understood that the other party was guiding him forward through the white Lotus flower.

As the white Lotus flower floated slowly, guiding Gao Xian, they arrived at the lakeside.

Under the cold moonlight, the lake was covered in dense mist, like a veil.

Gao Xian followed the white Lotus flower and flew to the center of the lake. He thought he was going to the pavilion in the middle, but he realized something was wrong.

The white Lotus flower avoided the pavilion and stopped on an empty water surface.

Under the cover of the mist, the moonlight appeared very dim, and the lake surface was even more mysterious.

Gao Xian's gaze swept around and didn't find any boats or anything else, but his powerful Divine Sense immediately detected movement beneath the lake surface.

After a while, the lake surface slowly parted, and a huge white lotus rose up.

The white petals opened layer by layer, revealing a white-robed, bald woman inside. She lazily leaned against the petals, with most of her jade legs exposed from under her long robe.

The woman's appearance was extremely beautiful, with a gentle and elegant temperament. Her bright eyes carried a touch of captivating innocence, like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

The mature elegance of a young woman and the tender innocence of a girl were perfectly integrated, making the white-robed woman full of charm.

There was no doubt that this was Fan Qingxia, the Sect Leader of the White Lotus Sect.

This woman's temperament was somewhat similar to Lan Jie, but of course, she was not as beautiful as Lan Jie, nor did she have Lan Jie's fairy-like mystery.

Even so, this appearance emerging from the blooming white lotus left a deep impression on Gao Xian.

Gao Xian had also seen and interacted with many beautiful women. In terms of appearance, Fan Qingxia might not necessarily surpass Li Feihuang or Yun Qingxuan.

However, Fan Qingxia was very good at grasping the psychology of men. Whether it was the white lotus emerging from the center of the lake or her complex and contradictory temperament, it was obviously carefully designed.

In his heart, Gao Xian gave Fan Qingxia a big thumbs up for her entrance. He politely cupped his hands and greeted, "I, Honglian of the Blood Slaughter Sect, pay my respects to the Sect Leader."

Fan Qingxia smiled and waved her hand gently at Gao Xian. "On this beautiful night, fellow daoist, there's no need to be so polite."

"Come, let me lead fellow daoist to the Immortal Realm together..."

Gao Xian nodded and floated down beside Fan Qingxia. He had already made up his mind, "If I don't enter the Underworld, who will? This red-skinned skeleton, this white lotus heretic, let them sacrifice themselves to subdue the demon..."

(End of this chapter)