Chapter 174: 175 Your Disciple is in My Hands
Chapter 174: 175 Your Disciple is in My Hands
Translator: 549690339
The next day, early morning.
The Northern Region was shrouded in a layer of gloom, an invisible pressure weighing on every cultivator’s shoulders.
Recently, one significant event after another had occurred, almost every person holding a copy of the Immortal Spirit Daily in their hands.
They saw a piece of news that filled them with dread.
Before today, they had never heard of Li Xiaobai from the Holy Demon Sect. But after today, it’s likely that the entire Immortal Spirit Continent will come to recognize him. After all, he’s the person daring enough to abduct disciples from the Central Province powers and even bold enough to go head-to-head with Fire Qilin Cave.
Such a ruthless individual is someone they would need to avoid at all costs.
Currently, the two parties haven’t yet come into contact, but on the Immortal Spirit Daily it’s as if they’re exchanging blows in a heated battle, with the masses of cultivators hoping only that Fire Qilin Cave does not unleash its wrath and involve the innocent.
What they don’t know is that besides these several great powers, there are also hundreds of cultivators heading towards the Holy Demon Sect, all of whom were swindled by Li Xiaobai, their entire fortunes automatically “donated”, narrowly avoiding passing out from rage.
Reading the account on the Immortal Spirit Daily, Li Xiaobai produced yet another lengthy report.
Now, over half of the cultivators on the Immortal Spirit Continent are paying attention to this matter. As the reports increase, they find themselves unable to see through the events occurring within the secret realm.
Originally, they thought it was just a conflict among geniuses, but now it seems it’s not that simple.
Better to just be a bystander munching on melon seeds for now!
All eyes are now focused on Li Xiaobai of the Holy Demon Sect, and they are very eager to know what kind of confidence he has to go against the Central Province powers. One should know, during this time, the Holy Demon Sect’s secrets had been thoroughly investigated.
The Sect Leader is only at the Tribulation Crossing Stage, the Supreme Elder at most a half-step Mahayana. Such cultivation levels wouldn’t even cause a ripple in the Central Province.
In comparison, even the awakening of Flesh Mountain, such a significant event, had been overshadowed.
It has been many years since anyone dared to publicly challenge the major powers. They all hope that this Li Xiaobai can hold on for a bit longer.
In the Central Province, atop Tianji Peak.
An old man and a young Daoist boy stood with their hands clasped behind their backs.
“Great chaos is imminent, and the emergence of the Immortal Spirit Qi is close at hand. The Immortal Spirit Continent is about to get lively,” Tianji Zi said indifferently.
“Master, out of chaos comes heroes. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Shouldn’t we descend the mountain now?” the young Daoist boy asked.
“Why descend? Upon the arrival of chaos, there will surely be endless news from all corners. This is a golden opportunity for our Immortal Spirit Daily to shine. Li Xiaobai is a living example; just this one story is enough for us to serialize for several days.”
“In the future, we must spare no effort to discover more events and publish them. I believe it won’t be long before our Immortal Spirit Daily’s circulation will lead by a wide margin!”
Tianji Zi’s eyes gleamed with the vision of a mountain of gleaming Spirit Stones.
“Master, are we straying off topic? Shouldn’t we be saving people in this chaotic world?” the young Daoist boy asked.
“No deviation. In times of chaos, the common people need to be saved, and demons must be eradicated. But the most important thing is to make a profit ethically. Look at those Bald Donkeys in the Western Desert; if trouble really breaks out, they’ll surely be the first ones to stand up, crowdfunding for the temple under the pretense of providing protection for the common people.”
“They have been expanding their real estate projects without spending a single penny, and they’ve done this kind of thing more than a few times.”
The young Daoist boy: “…”
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Li Xiaobai looked at the dark clouds in the sky with some unease, and went to find the old beggar several times to make sure he would not fail him before he felt assured enough to leave.
Ouyang Shuang was in a panic at this moment.
She had thought that once she came out and reached the sect, nothing serious would happen again.
To celebrate her survival, she even indulged herself in a luxurious Tangneng First-class bath, blowing smoke rings in the bathhouse and admiring the abs of the male cultivators, which made her feel that life was beautiful.
However, just now, her dream was shattered.
An edition of the Immortal Spirit Daily completely destroyed her illusions, plunging her into a feeling of falling into an icy cave.
Li Xiaobai blatantly challenged the powers of the Central Province and even had a tough battle with the Fire Qilin Cave. Now that they intended to level the Northern Region and slay Li Xiaobai, just the thought of it made a chill run down Ouyang Shuang’s neck.
What happened to the promise of safety?
Getting targeted by the Central Province powers for seemingly no reason—what was that about? She just wanted to buy the spiritual medicine and spirit grass from Li Xiaobai, then return to Zhenyuan Country to live quietly as a little princess, forever away from worldly strife…
But now, suddenly, she was told that she was being watched by countless mighty beings, the feeling being like a roller coaster ride, way too thrilling.
The female cultivator beside her saw what she was thinking and said with a smile, “Little sister must be new to the sect, don’t worry, there will be no trouble here. Sect Master Li will take care of everything. We just need to stay quiet and soak like salted fish in our bath.”
Ouyang Shuang couldn’t help but give a wry smile; these disciples had never been to the Central Province, they had no idea what a terrifying existence they were about to face.
Although Li Xiaobai was capable, he was just a drop in the ocean compared to these established powers. Not to mention him, even Zhenyuan Country was nothing in front of the Fire Qilin Cave, they could only bow their heads in submission, and at the end, they should thank them for giving the chance to be their errand boys.
Above the Northern Region.
A Fire Qilin covered the sky and sun, roaring heavenward, its scorching breath instantly enveloping the Holy Demon Sect, and dozens of figures appeared—it was the various powers from the Central Province.
The cultivators of the Northern Region trembled and hid in their homes, afraid to show themselves, fearing that the powerful ones might summarily execute them on a whim.
Leading a group of people, Yun Yan, a master from the Fire Qilin Cave, flew toward the Holy Demon Sect.
“This kid is audacious as the heavens, daring to kidnap disciples of the Fire Qilin Cave. He’s utterly ignorant!”
“Indeed, the Fire Qilin Cave is a renowned signboard of our Central Province. This child has openly provoked us, and he will certainly pay a bloody price.”
The cultivators all flattering Yun Yan, considering the interests of the Fire Qilin Cave and displaying loyalty.
They all knew that today Li Xiaobai was doomed, and that rescuing their family disciples was a foregone conclusion. Thus, the focus was not on the rescue but on how to befriend this expert from Fire Qilin Cave—it was a rare opportunity.
“Gentlemen are so considerate. On behalf of my unworthy disciple, I thank you all for your concern,” Yun Yan thanked them with a cupped fist gesture, speaking in a noncommittal tone.
As they spoke, the group had already arrived above the Holy Demon Sect.
Yun Yan waved his hand, and the Fire Qilin by his side stepped forward and roared, “Li Xiaobai, come out and face your death!”
The searing breath mixed with a hint of destructive power swept across the entire sect. The formidable pressure made the cultivators behind him click their tongues. It was truly a Demonic Beast with Qilin bloodline, with such a presence that it could rival cultivators in the Mahayana Realm.