218: Chapter 218 Tripartite Conspiracy

In a secluded manor.

Night was deep, and the manor was nestled deep within the barren mountains in the northern outskirts of the imperial capital, surrounded by towering ancient trees and the shrill cries of night owls.

Candlelight flickered inside the main hall, where three figures sat around a round table, the atmosphere heavy and oppressive.

Sect Master Lin Batian sat squarely in the main seat, draped in a dark profound fur cloak with a gloomy expression.

"Fellow Daoists, the cultivation speed of Baili Yunche is simply too fast!"

"Two months ago, when he killed my son Lin Xiao in the Sunset Mountain Range, he was at the sixth layer of the Golden Core. Now, in a mere two months, he has broken through to the Nascent Soul!"

He slammed a palm fiercely onto the table, causing the tabletop to cave in and cracks to spread.

"If this brat is not eliminated, he will surely become a major disaster! Given time, once he breaks through to the Soul Transformation, our Beast Taming Sect, Liu Family, and Ji Family will never know peace again!"

A trace of fear flashed deep within the tiger-like eyes of Lin Batian.

The monstrous growth speed of Baili Yunche reminded him of the childhoods of ancient emperors recorded in ancient texts.

Once such a person grew up, they would be an existence capable of sweeping across an entire era.

"He must be nipped in the bud!"

Patriarch Liu Qingcang sat on the left, clad in a purple-gold python robe, with a withered face and sunken eye sockets.

Losing two talented direct-line clan members within two days made him look as though he had aged dozens of years.

"Little bastard... You killed my grandson Liu Yulang, and crippled my grandson Liu Yuze..."

Patriarch Liu Qingcang's voice was hoarse and shrill, each word squeezed out from between his teeth.

"This enmity is irreconcilable! My Liu Family is willing to exhaust the entire strength of our clan, vowing to tear this little animal into ten thousand pieces and refine his soul!"

Ancestor Ji Tianxing sat on the right, draped in a dark gold brocade robe with a sinister expression.

The miserable state of Ji Zhan being crippled yesterday was still fresh in his memory.

His sternum was completely shattered, his Meridians were broken inch by inch, and the backlash of the blood-boiling pill caused Ji Zhan's cultivation to plummet and his Foundation to be severely damaged.

"Not only did this brat cripple my Zhaner, but he also snatched the fiancée of Kun'er, making my Ji Family lose all face in the imperial city!"

Ancestor Ji Tianxing's voice was icy, his eyes narrowed slightly, as vicious as a poisonous snake.

"If we do not get rid of this brat and appease our hatred, what face does my Ji Family have left to stand in the Cangxuan Empire?"

Lin Batian nodded and said in a deep voice, "The Cangxuan Secret Realm is our Opportunity!"

"The Cangxuan Secret Realm?" Patriarch Liu Qingcang frowned.

"Sect Master Lin, but that Baili Yunche is only at the first layer of the Nascent Soul. Will Sect Master Xuanyangzi let him enter the Cangxuan Secret Realm?"

The Cangxuan Secret Realm was a supreme land of fortune.

Every time it opened, in order to maximize their interests, the major forces almost exclusively dispatched Cultivators at the Late Stage of the Nascent Soul.

After all, the Secret Realm was extremely perilous. If someone at the Early Stage of the Nascent Soul entered, they would easily become food for Yao Beasts if they were the slightest bit careless.

As for the participating Disciples of the Cangxuan Assembly, aside from a tiny handful of exceptional direct descendants, most would yield their spots to Sect Elders.

Ancestor Ji Tianxing spoke slowly:

"Every time the Cangxuan Secret Realm opens, less than thirty percent manage to come out alive in the end."

"Will that old fox, Sect Master Xuanyangzi, be willing to let Baili Yunche go and throw his life away?"

A confident, cold smile crept up the corner of Lin Batian's mouth.

"Rest assured! Baili Yunche is proud, conceited, and arrogant; he will definitely go in!"

He paused, a sharp glint flashing through his tiger-like eyes.

"This brat has won several consecutive matches, killing Liu Yulang, crippling Liu Yuze, killing Liang Hong, defeating Ji Zhan, and humiliating the Seventh Prince. He is currently at the height of his arrogance and unstoppable momentum."

"For a young man like him, what he desires most is a bigger stage and greater opportunities."

"There are legacies left by ancient almighty figures and opportunities to break through to the Soul Transformation in the Cangxuan Secret Realm. How could he possibly miss it?"

"Furthermore," Lin Batian added, his voice carrying mockery,

"That old thing, Sect Master Xuanyangzi, is probably counting on Baili Yunche to encounter another miraculous encounter in the Secret Realm so that the Xuanyang Sect can soar into the sky."

"He will definitely let him go, and might even let that stinking woman Peak Master Luo Yunshang protect him personally."

"Peak Master Luo Yunshang..."

Patriarch Liu Qingcang and Ancestor Ji Tianxing exchanged glances, both seeing solemnity in each other's eyes.

Peak Master Luo Yunshang was at the ninth layer of the Nascent Soul, and her swordsmanship had reached profound heights. With her around, it would indeed be tricky.

"Hmph, no matter how strong Peak Master Luo Yunshang is, she is only one person."

Lin Batian stood up, his voice domineering.

"Our Beast Taming Sect can dispatch three Elders at the ninth layer of the Nascent Soul this time, and each of them commands a Spirit Beast at the Nascent Soul Stage, making their combat power unrivaled!"

"The Liu Family and Ji Family can send out a few more Elders at the Late Stage of the Nascent Soul. Coupled with the imperial family's side—Seventh Prince Zhou Changyu also holds a deep-seated hatred for Baili Yunche and will surely join forces."

"By then, even if Peak Master Luo Yunshang has three heads and six arms, she won't be able to protect him!"

"Is what Sect Master Lin says true?"

Ancestor Ji Tianxing's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"Absolutely true." Lin Batian nodded heavily.

"This seat has already ordered Great Elder Lin Tu, Second Elder Lin Bao, and Third Elder Lin Lang to enter. They are all elites of our Sect, and the weakest among them has the cultivation of the eighth layer of the Nascent Soul!"

"My Liu Family will also dispatch two Elders at the ninth layer of the Nascent Soul!"

Patriarch Liu Qingcang slammed his hand on the table and stood up, saying in an unquestionable tone.

"My Ji Family will likewise dispatch two Elders at the ninth layer of the Nascent Soul!"

Ancestor Ji Tianxing also stood up and made the final decision.

"Not only that," Lin Batian looked around at the two of them, a cruel arc forming at the corners of his mouth,

"This seat will also bestow upon them a secret treasure—the Formation Plate for Locking Space."

"Once this plate is deployed, it can seal off the space within a radius of a thousand zhang. Even Peak Master Luo Yunshang's sword escape technique will be unable to escape."

"At that time, Baili Yunche won't even be able to fly away!"

"Good! Good!" Patriarch Liu Qingcang and Ancestor Ji Tianxing answered in unison.

"Since that is the case, it's settled then!"

Lin Batian made the final verdict, his tiger-like palm slamming heavily onto the table, shattering the rosewood round table into pieces.

"The Elders of our Sects will first hunt down Baili Yunche, and then search for the Soul Transformation opportunities!"

"This brat is doomed to die!"

Patriarch Liu Qingcang and Ancestor Ji Tianxing nodded one after another, their eyes filled with chilling murderous intent.