75: Tang Ritian's suspicion

Lu Yuchen looked at his bewildered Eldest Disciple, Lin Fan.

“The water in these Nine Great Dynasties is too shallow.”

“It can’t sustain the true Dragons of our Tai Xuan Immortal Sect.”

“Revered Master’s meaning is…”

“Move.” Lu Yuchen concisely uttered two words.

He paused, glanced at Lin Fan, and added, “To that continent across the Endless Dead Sea, what was it called… Oh, right, Tianwu Continent.”

“Revered Master’s meaning is… we’re going to a vaster world?”

Lin Fan’s voice was a bit hoarse, but more than that, it was a heartfelt… excitement!

His Ancient Desolate Body within him seemed to feel a certain summons, and the flow of his blood even quickened!

“Prepare yourselves.”

“Disciple… obeys!”

Lin Fan suddenly knelt on one knee, his voice firm, tinged with a trembling excitement.

He understood!

The so-called Nine Great Dynasties, the so-called top Sects, in Revered Master’s eyes, were nothing more than a beginner’s village!

Lin Fan bowed deeply and then withdrew.

Seeing Lin Fan’s “I understand” expression, Lu Yuchen nodded with satisfaction.

This kid’s ability to imagine things was always good, saving him a lot of trouble.

With a thought, an invisible, formless, yet boundless Divine Thought, centered on Tianzhu Peak, suddenly spread out!

That Divine Thought easily crossed mountains, rivers, and ignored the boundaries of Dynasties.

All the transmission Jade Slips of the Tai Xuan Immortal Sect members who were outside received the message.

“All Tai Xuan Immortal Sect Disciples, listen to my command!”

“Return to the Sect within three days, no delays allowed!”

…

Three days later.

Tianzhu Peak, Sect Master’s Hall.

Except for Qin Jiu, who had been sent to Great Qin and was currently returning after completing his mission, all Disciples were present.

Lu Yuchen looked at his precious Disciples, whose aura had become increasingly refined, and the dozen or so Outer Sect Disciples below, and nodded with satisfaction.

It was time to tally his gains from the past year and more.

With a thought, a System panel that only he could see appeared out of thin air.

Host: Lu Yuchen

Cultivation: Golden Core Stage Fifth Level (Bottleneck)

Physique: Grandmist Chaos Body

Cultivation Technique: Chaos Scripture

Divine Ability: Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, Five Thunder Control, Myriad Transformations Saint Art, Wind Escape, Yujian Technique… (omitted)

Disciple One: Lin Fan

Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Stage Fourth Level

Physique: Ancient Desolate Body

Cultivation Technique: Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, Yujian Technique, and forty-nine other basic techniques

Disciple Two: Lu Nuannuan

Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Stage Fifth Level

Physique: Chaos Body

Cultivation Technique: Devouring Heaven Magic Skill, Myriad Transformations Saint Art, A Thought Creates a Flower

Disciple Three: Ling Ke'er

Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Stage First Level

Cultivation Technique: Mystic Maiden Heart Sutra

Disciple Four: Xiao Huohuo

Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Stage Seventh Level

Physique: Endless Flame Body (Awakening)

Cultivation Technique: Flame Mantra

“Tsk tsk.”

Lu Yuchen looked at this luxurious panel, feeling incredibly pleased.

It had only been a little over a year!

From a weakling who couldn’t even tie a chicken, to a Golden Core Stage Fifth Level expert!

This leveling speed was even faster than riding a rocket!

However, for Artifact Refining and Alchemy, he still had to rely on that kid Xiao Huohuo to work harder; there had been no progress for days. Lu Yuchen glanced at Xiao Huohuo, who was bowing his head, seemingly pondering something.

Actually, it wasn’t Xiao Huohuo’s fault. Lu Yuchen, that schemer, had completely messed things up, concocting that nonsensical Emperor Dan Artifact. It had made Xiao Huohuo stupid these past few days.

He waved his hand, dismissing the System panel, and his gaze fell upon the crowd below, stating indifferently, “I have summoned you back for only one reason.”

“In three days, the Tai Xuan Immortal Sect will relocate the entire Sect to Tianwu Continent.”

“The journey there is long. Do any of you have any objections?”

“We leave it all to Revered Master!”

Lin Fan, Ling Ke'er, Xiao Huohuo, and Nanny spoke in unison, their expressions firm, without the slightest hesitation.

“By Sect Master’s order!” the Outer Sect Disciples echoed.

“Good.” Lu Yuchen was very satisfied with their reaction.

…

At the same time.

Tianwu Continent, separated from the Nine Great Dynasties by the Endless Dead Sea, was distantly visible.

Southern Region, Qing Province.

Tang Sect.

Inside the Sect’s deliberation hall, the atmosphere was so heavy it could almost freeze the air.

On the main seat, a refined-looking middle-aged man in a brocade robe had a face so grim it looked like water could drip from it.

He was the Sect Leader of the Tang Sect, Tang Ritain!

A genuine, half-step Martial Emperor expert whose stomp could make the entire Qing Province tremble!

But at this moment, this half-step Martial Emperor’s eyes were filled with uncontrollable rage and… a hint of unease.

“Bang!”

A loud crack!

The long table in front of him, made of thousand-year-old rosewood, was shattered into dust by his palm strike!

Amidst the flying wood splinters, his bone-chilling voice echoed through the hall.

“Three months!”

“It’s been three full months!”

“Xiaoshan is completely out of contact, and the three teams sent to meet him have all lost contact!”

His voice sounded as if it was squeezed through his teeth, every word carrying murderous intent.

Tang Xiaoshan, his only son, and the future inheritor of the Tang Sect!

Below, the Tang Sect Elders were as silent as cicadas in winter, even deliberately slowing their breathing, fearing to anger the Sect Leader who was on the verge of exploding.

After a long while, a Grand Elder with white hair and beard finally braced himself and stepped forward, saying in a deep voice, “Sect Leader, please calm your anger. Xiaoshan carries a heavy treasure and is protected by our Tang Sect’s secret techniques. Perhaps… he might just be delayed by some Opportunity in that barbaric land across the sea.”

“Opportunity?”

Tang Ritain laughed in extreme anger, his laughter filled with sarcasm.

“What Opportunity could make him unwilling to even send a single message?

“What Opportunity could make the three teams I sent, sixteen Heavenly Realm experts, disappear like stones sinking into the sea, unable to even make a ripple?!”

“Do you really think that barbaric land is a Dragon’s Den or a Tiger’s Lair?!”

Actually, it wasn’t these people’s fault. Without a Void Realm expert to guide them and without a map, these people couldn’t even fly across the Endless Dead Sea. They either died in the Endless Dead Sea or turned back halfway, fearing punishment if they returned to the Tang Sect, so they simply disbanded and fled.

The more Tang Ritain spoke, the more agitated he became.

The more he spoke, the stronger the ominous premonition in his heart grew.

“Damn it, could there really be some danger in this barbaric land? Impossible, this brat couldn’t have really run off with the Legacy, could he?!”

“Ah-choo!” Lu Yuchen, who had just finished announcing things and returned to his bedroom, sneezed.

“I’m already at Golden Core, and I still catch a cold? Could it be someone is thinking of me?”