There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 35: Purple Thunder Sword Formation

"Junior Brother! Show some respect!"

"Xu Weizhou, Fellow Daoist Xu has come from afar to help us deal with the Ink Blood Jiao Qiu!"

Seeing the indifferent reaction from He Niansheng, the sect master Haiguo couldn't bear it any longer.

"It's alright, it's alright. Elder He is tired from alchemy, so it's understandable. Besides, as the Bamboo Sword and Great River sects are closely connected, we are like brothers!"

"Who is connected to whom? Elder He and I have an instant connection, so we don't need those formalities!"

Like brothers?

Upon hearing Xu Weizhou's words, the gazes of the elders became somewhat strange.

You didn't say that just now, you little brat.

But since Xu Weizhou had already said it, He Niansheng couldn't refute him and lose face.

"Qingdan He Niansheng greets Fellow Daoist Xu from the Bamboo Sword sect."

After exchanging a few more polite words, Haiguo finally brought up the main issue.

"We have gathered here today for the Ink Blood Jiao Qiu."

"The Ink Blood Jiao Qiu has already crossed the Nanlin Pass and reached the heartland of the Great River... After entering, it directly plunged into the Sanwan River."

"That creature killed the Sanwan Old Turtle and occupied its deep blue water pool."

Upon hearing this news, the cultivators frowned.

The Sanwan Old Turtle was a savage beast tamed by the previous sect master, at the mid-Core Formation stage. They didn't expect it to be gone just like that.

This Ink Blood Jiao Qiu is not easy to deal with. It is smarter than other savage beasts.

If it were an ordinary savage beast, it would have already gone straight for bloodshed.

But not this one.

It knows how to bide its time and lie in wait.

It killed the Sanwan Old Turtle and occupied that bottomless water palace.

This creature wants to fight a long-term battle.

Such a calamity is lurking in the heartland of the Great River, ready to stir up bloodshed at any time.

A savage beast like this is like a sharp sword hanging over the Great River Sect.

If they are not careful, it might charge straight to the mountain gate.

The Ink Blood Jiao Qiu definitely cannot be left alone, but it is not an easy task to kill it.

Relying on the cultivators of the Great River Hall?

That's probably not enough...

During this silence, the elder of the Great River Lake, Elder Hu, whispered on the side:

"A report came from the Nanling Pass. The Ink Blood Jiao Qiu's mysterious armor is as cold as steel, and even the Execution Arrow cannot break through it. For us to attack it is like scratching an itch. Besides, we don't know if this Ink Blood Jiao Qiu has awakened its innate Divine Ability."

"How should we deal with such a savage beast?"

When saying this, Elder Hu Qing's gaze was fixed on the sect master Haiguo.

He was trying, trying to find the answer he wanted from the sect master's eyes.

When Hu Fu, the guardian of the Nanlin Pass, sent him the message, Elder Hu Qing was also shocked.

He didn't expect the Nanlin Pass to be unable to stop the Ink Blood Jiao Qiu, at least delaying it for a bit, causing it to lose an arm or a leg.

But Elder Hu Qing also didn't expect that the Nanlin Pass would directly open the water gate and let that beast in.

And they even mentioned the decision of the Elder Council. It was simply nonsense!

When did the Elder Council make such a decision?

Clearly, the decision was to have a two-pronged approach, transferring resources while preparing for a tough battle.

Then this Xu Weizhou from the Bamboo Sword sect came running over, which led to today's Elder Council meeting.

It was fine that Jiang Wu, the guardian of the pass, brought out the tokens of the Jiang and Hai families, but he even brought out the token of the sect master Haiguo!

Elder Hu Qing knew that Jiang and Hai were already as close as brothers, but when did the sect master Haiguo also get involved?

Wasn't he always neutral?

What a pity.

Elder Hu Qing was about to be disappointed.

The sect master Haiguo's gaze was calm, as calm as a stagnant pool of water.

Seeing this scene, Elder Hu Qing's eyes gradually darkened.

A bone-chilling coldness slowly crept up in his heart.

Recalling everything that had happened, Elder Hu Qing couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Is it true that the Great River Sect, with its four families, is really going to end in my generation?

No one answered Huchangqing's question, only the candlelight continued to flicker and burn.

The sea country remained silent, but Jiang Chong slowly stood up.

"Huchang Elder, please rest assured. With the assistance of Fellow Daoist from the Bamboo Sword Sect, we need not worry about the Ink Blood Jiaoqiu."

After Jiang Chong spoke, Xu Weizhou also proudly stood up.

"Elder Jiang is right. With my assistance, the Great River Sect will overcome this calamity."

Xu Weizhou's demeanor and tone were simply arrogant.

If one didn't know the situation, they would think Xu Weizhou was an old monster at the Nascent Soul stage.

In the silence of the cultivators, He Niansheng slowly looked at Xu Weizhou.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, the Ink Blood Jiaoqiu is a hybrid dragon descendant, unlike other wild beasts."

"May I ask if your sect really only sent you alone?"

When He Niansheng asked, Xu Weizhou naturally wouldn't be evasive.

"To be honest, Fellow Daoist He, the Bamboo Sword Sect also had a wild beast attack this time, and there were two of them."

"Although we have an old ancestor presiding, we still lack manpower. However, Fellow Daoists, please rest assured."

"Our old ancestor has given permission... I have brought the Purple Thunder Sword Formation."

Listening to Xu Weizhou's words, the cultivators of the Great River Sect had complex expressions.

An old ancestor at the Nascent Soul stage, that was the foundation of a sect.

And the Great River Sect had lost this kind of foundation for hundreds of years.

The Nascent Soul old ancestor of the Bamboo Sword Sect was named Purple Thunder Daoist.

Purple Thunder Daoist was a grandmaster of formations. With his excellent formation skills, he had fought against two Nascent Soul cultivators and remained undefeated.

His signature formation was the Purple Thunder Sword Formation, a powerful offensive formation capable of fighting against Nascent Soul cultivators.

What was even more crucial was that the Purple Thunder Sword Formation only required a Core Formation cultivator to control it.

With the help of the Purple Thunder Sword Formation, the Bamboo Sword Sect could deal with the majority of wild beasts.

Purple Thunder Daoist rarely took action himself.

...

Seeing the reactions of the Great River Sect cultivators, Xu Weizhou sneered inwardly.

The Great River Sect?

A sect without a Nascent Soul old ancestor?

It would be swallowed up sooner or later!

In my opinion, the sect master is too cautious.

Take advantage of this wild beast invasion and directly swallow up the Great River Sect.

Why bother with so much trouble?

With a turn of his eyes, Xu Weizhou continued to speak.

"Fellow Daoists of the Great River Sect!"

"Let's make things clear beforehand to avoid future disputes. After killing the Ink Blood Jiaoqiu, the peacock copper mine in the northern part of the Great River Sect..."

"Will belong to the Bamboo Sword Sect. This was agreed upon by the two sects beforehand, and I believe there will be no objections, right?"

[The peacock copper is as colorful as a rainbow and has excellent spiritual conductivity, making it a top-quality material for refining tools.]

Hearing Xu Weizhou's words, the Jiang and Hai families remained silent.

He Niansheng sneered in his heart, and his eyes grew colder.

A look of confusion appeared on Huchangqing's face.

Agreed upon? Agreed upon with whom?

Damn it, more than half of that peacock copper mine belongs to my Hujia!

Before Huchangqing could speak, the sect master Hai Guo whispered:

"Since it's an agreement, the Great River Sect will definitely keep its promise. I hope Fellow Daoist Xu can rest assured."

"Good! Sect Master, you are indeed straightforward!"

Hai Guo's gaze swept around, and after taking a deep look at Huchangqing, he continued:

"In that case, let's discuss our strategy."

Hai Guo made a gesture, and a huge sand table appeared in the center of the hall.

The shape of the mountains and the flow of water were clearly visible on the sand table.

(End of this chapter)