36: The tragedy of the Hunyuan Sect and the demise of the White Lotus Sect

"Everyone, do you intend to stay and be my guests?"

True Man Huang Tian laughed arrogantly, "Or you could also take a gamble!!"

Another heavenly thunder talisman appeared in his hand.

"He has more?!"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, as if they had seen a ghost, and they all retreated once more.

In this age of decadence, how precious are Second Grade Talismans?

Only a very few ancient ruins contain them!

Their creation requires Second Grade Materials, the inheritance of Talisman-drawing techniques, and a cultivation at the Dao Foundation Realm!

Even the Dao Foundation Ancestors of those great Sects in Kang Country probably have few who can draw them.

So, every one used is one fewer in existence!

For example, their Sects once had Second Grade Talismans, but they had long been used up during past crises.

Leaving only Second Grade Magical Artifacts as their foundation.

Just how great an Opportunity did this Cult Master of Huang Tian Cult have??

They became even more interested in the Yellow Heaven Cult!

"Exactly how many heavenly thunder talismans do you have left!"

The Sect Head of the Thousand Spirits Sect questioned in a low voice.

A sneer curled the lips of True Man Huang Tian: "Take a guess."

"In any case, there aren't as many as there are of you. Otherwise, I would have just blasted you all to death with heavenly thunder talismans. Why would I waste my breath on you people?"

"Do you want to gamble? Who's next to come and die?"

As soon as he finished speaking, another heavenly thunder talisman appeared in his hand.

One in each hand, he looked at the crowd outside with a provocative gaze.

"Damn it!!"

Now, truly no one dared to move.

No matter how great the Opportunity, one must be alive to enjoy it!

Talismans of this power were simply not something these Qi Refining Cultivators could withstand.

The Wind-Chasing Golden Eagle of the Thousand Spirits Sect let out an uneasy cry. The Cultivator on its back had a solemn expression and quietly steered the Golden Eagle to retreat.

The Cultivators of the Heart-Corroding Palace and the Hundred Poisons Gate looked at each other, their eyes filled with wariness, clearly harboring thoughts of retreating as well.

As for the Wind Fire Gate and other Sects, their Battle Intent had mostly dissipated.

True Man Huang Tian looked around, the lightning of the Talisman still faintly flickering in his palm.

"Who else wants to try?"

The allied forces were deathly silent; not a single person dared to step forward.

"Since that's the case, Fellow Daoists had better leave soon. I see that the Fellow Daoists of the Hunyuan Sect don't seem to be in a very good state. Why don't you all go and 'look after' them?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of many began to flicker.

"Withdraw!"

It was unclear who shouted first, but like a fuse being lit, the Cultivators of the allied forces turned around one after another and retreated in different directions.

In a few moments, they disappeared into the horizon.

True Man Huang Tian spat disdainfully and descended amidst the fanatical cheers of hundreds of Yellow Heaven Cult Disciples.

If it weren't for his concerns about drawing the attention of those in Kang Country—especially that aging Immortal Master—after unifying the Southwest region, he would have killed them all just now... Thousands of feet up in the sky.

The hunyuan flying boat, covered in cracks, flew unsteadily.

In the upper room, Venerable Yuan Hao sat cross-legged on a jade bed, his face as pale as paper.

Although the bloody hole in his chest was temporarily sealed, the Meridians in his body were severely damaged, and his aura was incredibly weak.

Several Hunyuan Sect Elders in the room stood to the side with solemn expressions, remaining silent.

The atmosphere was terrifyingly oppressive.

Each of them held Spirit Stones in their hands, doing their best to recover their spiritual power and suppress their injuries.

Their crisis was not yet over!

Whether they could return alive was the real test ahead.

One hour later.

"Screech—!!!"

A long eagle cry came from far behind, and the hearts of Venerable Yuan Hao and the Elders immediately sank to the bottom.

What must come will come.

Do one's best and leave the rest to fate... Meanwhile, Yu Xuzi was hiding on a mountain peak twenty miles away from Purple Gold Mountain, taking in the blurred scene on the mountain.

He suppressed his entire aura.

Even the two Golden Eagles were placed deep in a mountain ravine to avoid exposing his tracks.

This was already the furthest distance he could see the general situation using the Spiritual Eye Technique.

Any further, and he wouldn't be able to see anything clearly.

"That heavenly thunder must have had the power of the Dao Foundation, right?"

"And that shattered white lotus platform..."

"It should be the White Lotus Sect, right?"

Yu Xuzi muttered to himself in a low voice.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and then he turned and walked toward the depths of the mountain ravine.

He suddenly felt that he might have a chance to pick up some scraps.

The White Lotus Sect is different from the Celestial Immortal Sect!

It was founded only a little over two hundred years ago; its history is much shorter.

The last Dao Foundation Cultivator in the Southwest region of the continent was the founding Ancestral Master of the White Lotus Sect—Venerable White Lotus!

He was a Dao Foundation Loose Cultivator who came from the Central Continent to the Southwest to found the White Lotus Sect; he passed away not many years after establishing the lineage.

Even the current royal family of Yuan Country are descendants of one of Venerable White Lotus's Personal Disciples, with a history of only two hundred years.

Therefore, the difficulty of recording the History of the White Lotus Sect is also much lower.

Perhaps there would be some gains... Yuan Country is located to the north of the Yellow Heaven Celestial Kingdom and Yu State.

Among the countries in the Southwest region of the continent, it is the second-largest country, second only to Hong Country!

Within the borders of Yuan Country, there are two Spiritual Veins.

One is First Grade Medium Grade, located at White Lotus Mountain, the site of the White Lotus Sect.

The other Spiritual Vein is only First Grade Low Grade and is on the verge of breaking and being destroyed; it is at Jin Sheng Mountain, where the Loose Cultivator Venerable Jin Sheng resides.

Yu Xuzi traveled to Yuan Country at his fastest speed; he had no interest in Jin Sheng Mountain, only in the White Lotus Sect.

"The Mountain Protecting Grand Formation shows no abnormalities; everything is as usual."

"It seems they haven't received news from the battlefield yet."

Outside the mountain gate of the White Lotus Sect.

Yu Xuzi just took a look and turned to leave.

Given that the White Lotus Sect suffered such heavy losses outside Purple Gold Mountain, he didn't believe other Sects would remain indifferent.

Even if there might still be one or two Late Stage Qi Refining Cultivators guarding the gate, he could conclude that the White Lotus Sect was most likely finished.

He would continue north to check out the capital of Yuan Country first.

June 4th.

Yu Xuzi arrived at the capital of Yuan Country.

To his surprise, there was a White Lotus Temple in the capital, and it was actually guarded by a White Lotus Sect Cultivator.

His cultivation was not high, only at the Early Stage of Qi Refining.

However, he was a famous Immortal in the capital, living a life of debauchery every day, occasionally using some Spell tricks to earn cheers from the Mortals.

It was evening when Yu Xuzi entered the capital, and he happened to encounter him playing games with some girls in a certain brothel.

Early morning.

After the man staggered back to the White Lotus Temple, the hidden Yu Xuzi appeared and directly applied the same methods he had used against Huo Li, the Disciple of the State Preceptor's Mansion.

In less than an hour, he knew everything there was to know.

Afterward, he visited the royal palace and every place where he could gather information about the White Lotus Sect.

Yu Xuzi visited all the influential families in Yuan Country that had once produced Cultivators.

By the time Yu Xuzi compiled a simple "History of the White Lotus Sect" of nearly ten thousand words, more than half a month had passed.

He returned to the mountain gate of the White Lotus Sect once again.

This time, the scene at White Lotus Mountain had changed drastically.

The former mountain gate had become a dilapidated ruin, and the figures entering and leaving were no longer White Lotus Sect Disciples, but people from the Wind Fire Gate!

"It's good that it's destroyed!"

"Just right!"

Inside the bronze pavilion, Yu Xuzi gently placed the light scroll containing the "Historical Records of the White Lotus Sect" on the jade platform.

A moment later, that cold and indifferent voice echoed deep in his consciousness once again:

"Recorded: One copy of 'Group—Fate Record: History of the White Lotus Sect'."

"Recording Evaluation: Half-truth and half-fictional, personally experienced, contains a trace of the true meaning of fate, touches upon the essence of inheritance."

"Following precedent, selecting an Opportunity."

"Reward bestowed!"

As the voice faded, the light scroll on the jade platform slowly dissipated, replaced by a thumb-sized, fluorescent white lotus seed with a surface as smooth as jade.

"This is... White Spirit Lotus Seed!"

Yu Xuzi was overjoyed.

This is a First Grade High Grade Spirit Medicine, which has miraculous effects in increasing spiritual power, cleansing Meridians, and assisting Cultivators in breaking through Realms.

For a Qi Refining Cultivator stuck at a Bottleneck, it can be called a supreme treasure!

"Heaven's will assists me!"

"Late Stage Qi Refining can be achieved!"