115: Chapter 115 Bringing the meat to his mouth

Outside the Tiangang Sect's mountain gate, clouds surged and churned.

Four massive flying ships, each unique in design yet equally exuding astonishing spiritual energy fluctuations, hovered silently in the air.

On the hulls of the ships, the flags of various Sects fluttered in the wind, emanating Killing Intent.

The Tiangang Sect's Cloud-Breaking Ship was silver-white all over, with sleek lines, like a drawn sword;

The Qingxuan Sect's Green Wood Ship was ancient and heavy, its hull covered in mysterious vine patterns, exuding a faint vitality;

The Hundred Beasts Gate's flying ship was the wildest, being pulled by several majestic four-winged Demonic Tigers, which dragged a huge battleship engraved with ancient beast patterns, its towering palaces exuding Demonic Qi into the sky;

The Wanfa Pavilion's Myriad Talisman Ship was the most peculiar, the entire ship enveloped by a constantly flowing curtain of Talisman light, profound and unfathomable.

The elites of the four great Sects were all gathered here.

Foundation Establishment Cultivators, dressed in various standardized Magical Artifact robes, stood in Formation on the deck according to their Sects, their expressions solemn.

They were the backbone of their Sects, the main force of this war.

Inside the flying ships, Qi Refining Stage Disciples were busily transporting various combat supplies, and a tense atmosphere permeated every corner.

Thirteen figures stood with their hands behind their backs high in the sky, their auras as deep as an abyss and as steady as a mountain, causing the surrounding space to subtly distort.

They were precisely the thirteen Golden Core True Persons of the four great Sects.

To achieve a quick victory this time, the flying ships would be personally piloted by the Golden Core Elders of each Sect, crossing the Qinghe Prefecture at the fastest speed directly to the Monster Beast Mountain Range.

At this speed, they would arrive at Fallen Phoenix Valley in less than two and a half days.

However, information asymmetry is the biggest variable in war.

The four Sect allied army did not know the exact completion time of that Formation, and the Blazing Fire Sect, far away in Fallen Phoenix Valley, only knew that the army was departing today, but could not accurately predict how many days it would take for the enemy to arrive.

Half an hour ago, in front of Su Yunling's Immortal Cave in the Tiangang Sect.

"Senior Brother, please be extra careful on this trip." Su Yunling looked at Wenren Zimo, who had changed into a close-fitting outfit and carried a Magical Artifact longsword on his back, her eyes filled with concern.

Wenren Zimo proactively volunteered for battle, which was unexpected by her.

"Junior Sister, don't worry." Wenren Zimo's face showed a bit more resolve than usual. "If I don't personally cut off the heads of a few Blazing Fire Sect brats, my thoughts won't be clear. When I return, it'll probably be time to break through to Foundation Establishment."

Su Yunling knew his mind was made up and no longer tried to persuade him. She simply took out a Storage Pouch and handed it over: "Inside are some Medicinal Pills and Talismans, you might find them useful."

Wenren Zimo did not decline, solemnly accepting it: "Thank you, Junior Sister!"

With that, he turned and left, quickly heading towards the mountain gate.

Not long after, Elder Jing Xuan's figure also appeared in front of the Immortal Cave.

She had also changed into a Magical Artifact robe suitable for battle, and her usual gentleness was replaced by an aura of Killing Intent.

"Yun Ling, your Senior Brother Wenren will be fine with me watching him. After I leave, you should go into seclusion to stabilize your cultivation. The Sect's grand Formation has been activated, so you don't need to worry about external matters," Elder Jing Xuan instructed.

"Revered Master..." Su Yunling took a step forward, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.

This war was unavoidable, and as an Elder of the Tiangang Sect, Immortal Revered Master Jing Xuan had an undeniable responsibility.

Elder Jing Xuan patted her shoulder: "Conflict is an unavoidable hurdle on a Cultivator's path. You have just reached Foundation Establishment and your Foundation is not yet stable, so the Sect will not easily let you take risks. Your battlefield is in the future."

After speaking, Elder Jing Xuan also transformed into a long rainbow and flew towards the high sky.

Su Yunling watched her Revered Master and Senior Brother disappear into the sea of clouds, standing there for a long time.

Qingyang Town, Su Family.

Su Chengyuan had just returned from the Prefecture City, bringing back the latest news.

"The four great Sects have already departed, and Yun Ling has been left within the Sect." He let out a long sigh of relief, feeling a great weight lifted from his heart.

Su Cheng was tending to a pot of Spirit Plants in the courtyard. Hearing this, he merely nodded, his movements not pausing in the slightest.

"Sister just reached Foundation Establishment, and those old guys from the Tiangang Sect aren't stupid, how could they let her be cannon fodder?"

"That's what I say, but I always worry." Su Chengyuan sat down and poured himself a cup of tea. "Now that the four great Sects are gathered, the Prefecture City is full of rumors, and the business of the Zhenpin Pavilion is even more booming."

"Naturally." Su Cheng plucked a withered leaf from the Spirit Plant and said casually, "At times like these, Medicinal Pills are even more of a hard currency.

Even a first-grade top-grade qi recovery pill has considerable recovery ability for a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator, and most importantly, it takes effect quickly, which could mean a life on the battlefield. Those small Families not qualified to participate in the war are probably frantically hoarding Medicinal Pills now, in case of need."

The Su Family, in this storm, had instead become the most stable corner.

Most of the clansmen didn't even know what major events were happening outside, and as usual, felt no sense of impending storm.

Family Head Su Tianxiang and others had heard some rumors, and besides being shocked, they strictly ordered their clansmen not to go out and to Cultivate peacefully.

The development of the Su Family in recent years, with the secret support of Su Yunling and Su Cheng, was already far from what it used to be.

There were many more Qi Refining Late Stage Cultivators in the Family, presenting a thriving scene.

Prefecture City, Lin Family.

Lin Feng's status in the Family had risen steadily.

He shed his former despondency, acting decisively and vigorously.

The cooperation with the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce was firmly in his grasp, bringing a steady stream of wealth to the Family.

At this moment, he was standing in a secret room, reporting to a communication Jade Slip: "Sir, the Spirit Medicine required for refining the three types of second-tier Spirit Pills has all been prepared, fifty portions each, ready for handover at any time."

The total value of this batch of Spirit Medicine was considerable, enough to severely impact a second-rate Sect.

But the Golden Core Lin Family was clearly not among them.

"Very good." Su Cheng's voice came from the Jade Slip. "Continue to increase the acquisition efforts, buy as much as there is."

"Yes!" Lin Feng's heart was excited; the more Sir wanted, the greater the benefits for him.

Meanwhile, in the distant Pingling Prefecture.

In front of a newly opened shop, carriages and horses bustled, an unprecedented spectacle.

On the plaque were three grand characters, written with Dragon and Phoenix strokes: [Zhenpin Pavilion].

The people from the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce had, after all, arrived here.

Just like in Qinghe Prefecture, the supreme-grade pills caused a sensation throughout the entire Cultivation world of Pingling Prefecture upon their appearance.

The tactic of hunger marketing also worked, with countless Cultivators frantically seeking a single Medicinal Pill.

This news naturally reached the ears of the four great Sects preparing to depart for Qinghe Prefecture.

Black Rock Palace, within the gloomy main hall.

The Palace Revered Master, a gaunt old man shrouded in a black robe, held a Jade Slip containing intelligence about the Zhenpin Pavilion.

"Interesting, truly interesting." He let out a hooting laugh like an owl. "We were just about to snatch food from someone else's pot, and now they've directly brought a bowl of meat to our mouths."

Below the dais, the representatives of Qiankun Gate, Qingfeng Valley, and Spirit Talisman Sect also had varying expressions.

"Palace Master of Black Rock Palace, what do you think of this matter?" the Qiankun Gate representative asked in a deep voice. "This Zhenpin Pavilion comes neither early nor late, but precisely at this time; there must be a scheme behind it. Could it be a conspiracy from Qinghe Prefecture?"

"Conspiracy?" The Palace Master of Black Rock Palace sneered. "Do you think a force capable of producing Medicinal Pills of this quality and quantity needs to play conspiracies with us? The reach of those major forces in the Prefecture City is probably longer than we imagine."

"Then, are we still going?" The Spirit Talisman Sect representative hesitated slightly.