392: Xi Ling really wants to attract my attention

“Hmm, you’re right. Human hearts are unfathomable, and the Great Dao is merciless. Everyone sweeps the snow from their own doorstep.”

Gu Qing nodded in agreement.

Since ancient times, those who meddle in others’ affairs have never come to a good end.

All beings strive for transcendence, and for this, they will stop at nothing.

Who cares about the lives and deaths of other beings?

The Purple Micro Dao Sect doesn’t care, and Purple Yang Immortal King doesn’t care.

Gu Qing cares even less.

Mo Wantang couldn’t help but look at Gu Qing in surprise upon hearing this.

From her observations, Gu Qing was a very responsible person, tolerant and generous towards his disciples.

She had originally thought that Gu Qing wouldn’t bear to see the suffering of all beings and would intervene.

However, she didn’t expect Gu Qing to be completely indifferent, ignoring the demise of living beings.

This was a truth she had only understood after countless years and being tricked countless times by that annoying little sister, Xi Ling.

Gu Qing actually understood it.

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Mo Wantang’s cool and beautiful face.

“A Qing and I share the same aspirations; we are indeed a match made in heaven,” she thought… “We can’t fight any longer!”

Jin Chenyang, the Sect Master of the Purple Micro Dao Sect, swept his gaze across the mountains and rivers, his heart filled with hatred.

The Profound Gods of the Sun Dao Sect had come to assist, and now they held the upper hand.

However, this was the Ziwei Celestial Domain; fighting at home, even without a clear winner, they had already lost half the battle.

Moreover, the Purple Micro Dao Sect followed the path of the Emperor.

The Ziwei Celestial Domain was almost entirely composed of immortal kingdoms, with the rulers rotating among disciples, who then took numerous consorts, gradually developing into vast families.

Therefore, the families and immortal kingdoms of the Ziwei Celestial Domain were almost all forces of the Purple Micro Dao Sect.

After a major battle, countless immortal kingdoms and families were destroyed, already harming the foundation of the Purple Micro Dao Sect.

Even more terrifying was the destruction of mountain and river ley lines, and the dissipation of immortal spiritual energy.

If they continued fighting, the entire Ziwei Celestial Domain would be destroyed.

“Stop, all of you stop for me.”

Jin Chenyang forced Miao Yue back and ordered everyone to cease fighting.

He intended to ease the battle, let both sides calm down, and return to negotiations.

“Miao Yue, make your people stop, or I won’t hesitate to lead people into your Heavenly Moon Domain,” Jin Chenyang said sharply.

Miao Yue was silent for a moment, then nodded and said,

“In three days, I will bring the Profound God Elders to your sect, and we will settle this once and for all.”

Three days should be enough for the Purple Micro Dao Sect to recall all its disciples.

“Jin Chenyang…”

Hong Lan, dressed in a crimson dress, appeared suddenly like a flash of fire.

Looking at Jin Chenyang, she said coldly, “When will you give me the Imperial Flame you promised?”

Upon hearing this, Jin Chenyang’s forehead veins bulged.

Xi Ling had slaughtered countless beings in the Ziwei Celestial Domain and also destroyed Purple Micro City.

Now, Hong Lan had even led a group of powerful experts into the Ziwei Celestial Domain, causing boundless slaughter and forcing them to hand over the supreme treasure, Imperial Flame.

This was simply too much bullying.

Flames spewed from Jin Chenyang’s eyes: “Hong Lan, don’t go too far.”

“Too far? Haha!”

“If I remember correctly, those two fire seeds weren’t yours, Jin Chenyang, were they? How did you get them? And the Imperial Flame.”

Hong Lan’s eyes were cold, and the killing intent around her converged into a boundless crimson purgatory.

Jin Chenyang fell silent.

“Did you ask me if you wanted the Imperial Flame?”

At this moment, a bone-chilling voice echoed through the boundless void, and the terrifying Dao sound shattered countless stars, causing the star river space to tremble.

It seemed unable to withstand his Dao sound, showing signs of collapse.

A figure in white, with hands clasped behind his back, walked through the void, crossing star rivers.

Fu Yun’s eyes were cold, as if devoid of any emotion, and he coldly stared down at Hong Lan from above.

Like a god looking down on an ant.

“You’re courting death,” Hong Lan roared, striking out fiercely. The crimson scimitar stirred up boundless slaughter, with immense killing power.

Fu Yun was indeed very powerful, with terrifying and unparalleled talent, never having been defeated since his debut.

There were even rumors that Fu Yun would certainly attain the Immortal King Dao within ten thousand years.

Therefore, no matter where Fu Yun went, he was always surrounded by admiring crowds.

Coupled with his exceptionally handsome appearance, he captivated countless young women.

Countless female cultivators in the Ziwei Celestial Domain considered it an honor to meet Fu Yun.

But that didn’t include her.

Although Fu Yun had the capital to be arrogant, compared to Gu Qing, he was nothing.

What did Fu Yun have to be so arrogant and haughty about?

To dare to look down on her from above, Hong Lan had never suffered such a great insult in her life.

“Bitch.”

A crack appeared on Fu Yun’s icy face.

He had never been subjected to such contempt.

In his mind, he would eventually attain the Immortal King Dao, and he and others were simply not from the same world.

Who wouldn’t be respectful when they saw him?

Xi Ling wanting his Imperial Flame was merely a means to attract his attention.

Fu Yun had seen countless vulgar women like her, whether unmarried or married, who wanted to climb into his bed.

Fu Yun had made up his mind when he came out this time: he would make Xi Ling pay the price and have Hong Lan and the other three atone for the lives of billions of beings in the Ziwei Celestial Domain.

But unexpectedly, Hong Lan attacked without a word.

This completely threw Fu Yun off, and his mindset was somewhat broken.

Looking at the sky full of murderous blades, Fu Yun let out a long breath and pointed a finger.

“Heavenly Emperor Finger!”

The Star Dao Sect had inherited divine abilities from the Heavenly Emperor, the most famous being the Heavenly Emperor Finger and Heavenly Emperor Fist. All four sects had copied a set.

And the Purple Micro Dao Sect followed the domineering path of the Emperor; almost all elders knew these two terrifying and unparalleled great divine abilities.

The Heavenly Emperor Fist and Heavenly Emperor Finger had almost become the iconic divine abilities of the Purple Micro Dao Sect.

Just like the Seven Star Divine Ability of the Star Dao Sect.

“Boom!”

Illusions of Great Thousand Worlds appeared around Fu Yun, as if the Heavenly Emperor had descended, ruling over the endless cosmos.

A single finger strike exploded the boundless slaughter.

Hong Lan was not flustered at all; this move was merely a test. She had only used seventy percent of her strength.

While Fu Yun had used at least eighty percent, and he had also used the Unprecedented great divine ability, Heavenly Emperor Finger.

It seemed Fu Yun was not as powerful as the rumors suggested.

A hint of disdain flashed in Hong Lan’s eyes.

Indeed, apart from the Young Master and Young Miss, the so-called heavenly geniuses and prodigies were somewhat exaggerated.

“Xuan Shen Peak?”

Hadn’t Fu Yun publicly claimed to be at Xuan Shen Seventh Layer?

Everyone was puzzled.

But many people’s expressions were normal.

Clearly, they had long known that Fu Yun had hidden his cultivation.

However, they were a bit confused by Fu Yun’s approach of both wanting to hide and not wanting to hide; it was truly bewildering.

“Stop!”

Seeing the Profound Gods of the Taiyin Dao Sect stirring, Jin Chenyang roared.

“In three days, the Imperial Flame will be yours.”

Then he transmitted a message to Fu Yun: “The big picture is more important. The Ziwei Celestial Domain truly cannot withstand the furious bombardment of Profound Gods anymore.”

“Hmph!” Fu Yun snorted coldly, his posture proudly upright, his gaze like tempered ice.

However, he did not strike again.

It wasn’t because he was concerned about the overall situation, but because after a few probing moves, he found that Hong Lan was unexpectedly powerful.

Fu Yun had no confidence in killing Hong Lan in a short amount of time.

“Heh!” Hong Lan laughed in anger.

Fu Yun was simply arrogant and conceited beyond measure, unaware of the vastness of the world.

It seemed that after being praised too much by the people of the Ziwei Celestial Domain, Fu Yun had taken it seriously and truly regarded himself as an Unprecedented prodigy invincible among his peers.

It was simply ridiculous.

With Fu Yun’s strength, Xi Ling could crush him with a single finger.

Hong Lan herself was confident in defeating Fu Yun.

However, for Gu Qing’s plan, she endured it.

In three days, it would be the day the Purple Micro Dao Sect was annihilated.

“Let’s go.”

Jin Chenyang led a group of powerful experts back to the Purple Micro Dao Sect.

In the main hall, the atmosphere was oppressive, and everyone’s expressions changed constantly, but no one spoke first.

Jin Chenyang, however, was very confident and composed: “Everyone, there’s no need to worry. The Old Ancestor has everything under control!”

Purple Yang and Nine Yang had long agreed to advance and retreat together.

By now, they understood that the mastermind behind this great battle was Gu Qing.

Mo Wantang had already sided with the Boundless Divine Sect.

“Oh, then why…” He hesitated to speak.

Everyone understood what he meant.

Since the Purple Micro Dao Sect was so confident, why were they attacked by the Taiyin Dao Sect?

The Ziwei Celestial Domain was almost destroyed, so why hadn’t Immortal King Purple Yang come out to control the situation?

“The Old Ancestor’s foresight is profound; how can we fathom it?” Jin Chenyang said with a solemn expression.

Upon hearing this, everyone had nothing more to say.

“You all go back and recuperate well to prepare for the great battle in three days. Junior Brother Fu will stay,” Jin Chenyang said.

“Yes!”

After everyone else had left, only Fu Yun and Jin Chenyang remained in the vast palace.

Fu Yun’s eyes were cold as he said indifferently, “I cannot possibly hand over the Imperial Flame. She is not worthy.”

“I’m not asking you to hand over the Imperial Flame,” Jin Chenyang shook his head, his expression grave.

“You’ve fought with Hong Lan. Do you have the confidence to defeat her?”

“And the other Profound Gods of the Taiyin Dao Sect, we must defeat them.”

“Are you questioning me?” Fu Yun’s eyes seemed tempered with ice, his expression cold.

Jin Chenyang frowned: “This concerns the Old Ancestor’s grand plan, so I must be cautious.”

Hearing this, Fu Yun’s expression remained unchanged, and his tone was icy: “What is the Old Ancestor’s plan?”

Jin Chenyang shook his head. The Immortal King Old Ancestor’s calculations, naturally, the fewer people who knew, the better.

Anyway, telling Fu Yun was useless.

Fu Yun only needed to honestly defeat the many Profound Gods.

“I suddenly have an insight and need to go into seclusion for a while.”

Fu Yun stood up directly, intending to leave.

“Wait.”

Jin Chenyang sighed. His Junior Brother was good in all aspects, except that he was too arrogant and domineering.

He didn’t even put the Immortal King Old Ancestor in his eyes.

However, Fu Yun indeed had the capital to be arrogant.

Jin Chenyang hesitated for a moment and said, “The Old Ancestor wants us to defeat the people of the Taiyin Dao Sect and detain them to negotiate with Immortal King Yue Hua.”

Since Mo Wantang had already surrendered to Gu Qing, it meant there was an opportunity to meet Gu Qing.

If Mo Wantang were to ambush Gu Qing, wouldn’t it be a sure thing?

It was precisely because of this that Purple Yang indulged the Taiyin Dao Sect in wreaking havoc in the Ziwei Celestial Domain.

This was to mislead Gu Qing and the Boundless Divine Sect.

“Oh!”

Fu Yun let out an “oh,” his expression cold: “What about Hong Lan?”

“Try to befriend her.”

Jin Chenyang hesitated, wanting very much to tell Fu Yun to just give the Imperial Flame to Hong Lan.

It wasn’t worth offending Xi Ling for one Imperial Flame.

And because of the Imperial Flame, Hong Lan and the other three had killed countless people and destroyed countless immortal kingdoms and families in the Ziwei Celestial Domain.

The losses were truly heavy.

But how could Fu Yun possibly listen to him?

“Junior Brother, Xi Ling’s talent is unparalleled, and her father is Immortal King He Guang. Befriending her brings endless benefits,” Jin Chenyang earnestly advised.

“Heh!” Fu Yun sneered, a look of disgust in his eyes.

Xi Ling was indeed trying to attract his attention.

He didn’t believe Xi Ling only wanted his Imperial Flame; after all, Xi Ling had already obtained so many fire seeds and didn’t lack them at all.

She hadn’t sought him out all these years, but instead went to slaughter innocent people, wanting to force him into submission.

“To try and force me with power, it’s simply ridiculous,” Fu Yun scoffed.

However, as it concerned the Old Ancestor’s grand plan, he could reluctantly meet Xi Ling.

And while he was at it, settle accounts with Xi Ling and make her hand over Hong Lan and the other three.

The people of the Ziwei Celestial Domain could not have died in vain.

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