Seeking Immortality In The Cultivation World

It was noon, and the scorching sun was shining brightly.

Lin Xiu sat under the steps in front of the building, secretly glancing at the sky above the market.

Dozens of Nascent Soul experts and hundreds of Gold Core powerhouses ignored the forbidden airspace here, floating in the sky like immortals, with various runes forming a wheel behind their heads, overlooking all living beings.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be affected, rushing towards these people, creating a dazzling and unparalleled pressure that enveloped every corner of the market under the reflection of sunlight.

That's why he was sitting on the ground.

The pressure exerted by the hundreds of Nascent Soul and Gold Core cultivators was unbearable for every low-level cultivator.

The mental and physical pressure was too great.

But his stubborn modern thinking refused to kneel because of this.

Apart from the respect for heaven, earth, and teachers, his wife might also be one of his reasons.

Li Yingxue also chose to sit cross-legged, with the Phoenix Cry Sword lying across her knees, sweat dripping from her forehead.

Only Wen Renqing was prostrating on the ground. From Lin Xiu's perspective, she had a plump figure and was quite attractive.

However, from the slight trembling of her shoulders, it was not difficult to see her admiration and fear of absolute strength.

This was an instinctive reaction from living among powerful individuals for a long time, unrelated to dignity and demeanor.

Wei Qianqiu stood high above, surrounded by the sect masters and elders from the five major sects of Da Zhou. Behind him were the disciples of the Gold Core stage from various sects. He couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority.

He looked down at the obedient Independent Cultivators below, his eyes showing no ripples.

His loud voice echoed throughout the market.

"I am Wei Qianqiu, the deputy sect master of the Purple Cloud Sect on Vermilion Bird Mountain!"

"But fifty-three years ago, that Chu Xianxiong secretly slaughtered my Wei family's ancestral land in order to seize the position of sect master. The entire sect turned a blind eye to it. I was heartbroken and furious! But I could only endure it and pretend not to know."

"Today, I declare that Thousand Despair Peak and the Purple Cloud Sect are completely severed. I swear to fight Chu Xianxiong to the death to avenge the thousands of our fellow clan members!"

The Independent Cultivators in the market were in an uproar.

Although rumors had been circulating half a month ago that Wei Qianqiu was planning to defect from the main sect and join forces with the major sects of Da Zhou, many people still didn't understand why Thousand Despair Peak was being treated this way.

Now they knew that it was all for his personal revenge.

The key question was, if you want revenge, then go ahead, why drag us into it?

Almost all of the Independent Cultivators began to feel dissatisfied and cursed in their hearts.

But there were also a small number of people who remembered that Wei Qianqiu had risked his life to rescue tens of thousands of Independent Cultivators trapped in a secret realm. They were grateful for his actions because some of their loved ones were among those Independent Cultivators.

However, now that Wei Qianqiu had returned, why hadn't they seen any trace of their loved ones?

Wei Qianqiu understood what these Independent Cultivators were thinking, and after a flash of red light in his eyes, he snorted coldly.

"Now that the army of cultivators from Vermilion Bird Mountain has arrived at the outskirts of Thousand Despair Mountains, the great battle is about to begin. In light of this, I will give you three choices, Fellow Daoists..."

After speaking, he nodded to Qian Qingquan, who stepped forward and shouted loudly, "Our sect master is benevolent and does not want all of you to be burdened by the battle between the two sides. Therefore, he will announce the three choices as follows, and you can choose for yourselves!"

Upon hearing this, including Lin Xiu, all the Independent Cultivators were stunned.

"The first choice is that within three days, Fellow Daoists can leave Thousand Despair Peak on your own, and we will not stop you. But if you haven't left after three days, we will consider you as friends who are willing to stand against Thousand Despair Peak, and we will reward you generously after the battle!"

"Damn it!" Lin Xiu cursed in his heart.

The Purple Cloud Sect had been operating in the Thousand Despair Mountains for nearly a hundred years, but its influence and development range only extended a few thousand miles.

Beyond that, it was occupied by dangerous demonic beasts. Although the only surviving Fourth Order Azure Sky Python couple had died, there were still many Third Order great demons, not to mention the unknown number of Second Order demonic beasts.

Back then, by the banks of the Coiling Intestine River, they were easily defeated by a mere Second Order Swordtooth Dragon Fish, causing countless casualties. Lin Xiu still had psychological trauma from that incident.

Taking the highest cultivation level among the Independent Cultivators, the Foundation Building stage, for example, without the use of powerful flying Law Weapons like flying boats, going in was no different from seeking death.

And this idea, I'm afraid, is also the voice of the majority of Independent Cultivators, but no one dares to say a word.

"Secondly, in the past half month, bandits have taken advantage of the situation in the four major markets, killing, burning, and looting. These incidents have already been recorded by the Hall of Elders.

But the Ancestor deeply feels the benevolence of heaven. Those of you who have committed robbery and plunder only need to go to the Hall of Elders and confess, repent, and contribute to Qian Jue Peak. In that case, the death penalty can be exempted. Those who make contributions while bearing guilt will not be blamed for their past actions!"

After speaking, he took out a thick account book from his hand.

"Yan Feiwei, Guo Yuhao, Meng Junqin, Niu Junkun, Zhou Yibo, Deng Yidi, Xu Siren, Hu Xuanwei..."

This thought took almost half an hour, and he called out the names of thousands of people. Lin Xiu was worried about his throat.

But he was also secretly shocked.

Before, Wei Qianqiu deliberately leaked the information and used the excuse of rescuing the secret realm Independent Cultivators to transfer all the experts under his sect away from the markets, allowing the bandits to cause trouble. However, he secretly sent people to record their actions...

If we talk about the strongest and most ferocious among the Independent Cultivators, it would naturally be these bandits.

If all these bandits could be brought under his command, the disciples of Vermilion Bird Mountain, who were living a comfortable life, would not be opponents at the same level.

Wei Qianqiu's series of plans were interconnected, and with both grace and power, he would probably be able to integrate the strength of tens of thousands of Independent Cultivators in the four major markets in a short period of time, becoming the first wave of cannon fodder to resist Vermilion Bird Mountain.

Finally, Qian Qingquan stopped.

"Those whose names have been called must go to the Hall of Elders to confess and admit guilt before nightfall, otherwise there will be no mercy!"

The bandits, who thought they were acting unnoticed, were terrified to realize that they had already been targeted by the patrols of the Hall of Elders.

"Damn, this is really cunning!"

There aren't many fools who can cultivate to this level.

The bandits quickly realized that they had been manipulated.

Qian Qingquan picked up a gourd and took several big sips of spiritual spring water, then moved his sore and numb joints.

"Thirdly, after sunrise tomorrow, Qian Jue Peak and the Thousand Calamities Sect of Da Zhou, the Endless Pleasure Sect, the Lingxi Sect, the Heavy Gold Gate, and the Feilu Sword Sect will recruit disciples. Fellow Daoists can choose to join voluntarily.

Below Foundation Building is the outer sect, and above Foundation Building, you will automatically become an inner sect disciple. If you have special cultivation abilities, the conditions can be relaxed. Once you join our sect, you will be protected by our sect!"

"Damn, they're planning to capture all the Independent Cultivators!"

Lin Xiu was stunned by this move.

It was said to be voluntary, but who would dare to say no?

At the same time, he also understood why the Da Zhou sects were willing to help Wei Qianqiu.

In addition to coveting the natural treasures of the Thousand Despair Mountains, they also saw the abundance of suffering Independent Cultivators here.

After all, in the secular world, it is not easy to recruit a disciple with spiritual roots, and it requires a lot of resources to cultivate them.

There are plenty of them here, with plenty of spirit stones in their pockets, and they also possess various Law Weapons and techniques. It is simply a talent resource library that all sects dream of.

As for how to gather these scattered Independent Cultivators after they join, they must have already made very detailed plans.

Of course, the premise is that you have to survive this big battle.

He quietly squinted at the Nascent Soul cultivators of the five major sects of Da Zhou. Although everyone's faces were covered with a secret technique, like a mosaic,

But under the "Virtual Reality" of the [Green Pupil], they were all exposed.

There was a sense of pride, a face of successful scheming, and a face full of ambition.

Among them, he naturally saw the Red Sister, but he didn't see his "father-in-law," the Sect Master of the Thousand Calamities Sect.

"Could it be that the effeminate man has really been taken out of Qian Jue Peak? Well, it's good, it's too dangerous here."

Just then, Qian Qingquan's voice sounded again.

"As the great battle approaches, we urgently need alchemists, craftsmen, and talisman masters to help. Those whose names have been called, please come to my Cave Mansion on the Little Spirit Peak of Qian Jue Peak tomorrow and pay your respects as honored guests. I will be waiting for you!"

He took out another account book and opened his mouth.

"First-grade high-level alchemists: Wang Junbo, Ruan Jianhui, Gao Xuan Kai, Liang Xuanjing, Cai Sidi..."

Lin Xiu shrank his neck.

Fuck...