392: Chapter 392 Milk Tea

Mingxuan Peak.

In front of the majestic Immortal Cave, Ji Xuanming sat cross-legged on a jade platform, his face so gloomy it seemed capable of dripping water.

Ji Mitai stood bowed below, his posture respectful, though a trace of scarlet occasionally flashed beneath his lowered eyelids.

"You've returned," Ji Xuanming said in a deep voice. "How did the matter with the Yunyan Sect go?"

Ji Mitai immediately stepped forward and said indignantly:

"It failed! That Yunyan Sect Old Ancestor, Zhou Xiaotian, is dead! It's all the fault of that Supreme Moonshadow! Zhou Xiaotian was, after all, the master of an eighth-rank Sect affiliated with our Holy Land and a Cultivator at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage. For him to kill him just like that is a slap in your face and an insult to the dignity of our White Rock Holy Land!"

"Bang!"

Ji Xuanming slammed a palm onto the jade table beside him. The hard cold jade shattered instantly, turning into powder that fell with a rustle.

"What! That brat Ling Hao! This is too much bullying!"

A Cultivator at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage belonging to him, gone just like that! And to think he had even given him a pleasant look when welcoming him earlier!

He gritted his teeth, murderous intent surging in his eyes: "My White Rock Holy Land has stood for tens of thousands of years. An outsider, having just entered White Rock, dares to act so recklessly!"

Ji Mitai quickly chimed in: "Old Ancestor, calm your anger! He won't be arrogant for much longer!"

Ji Xuanming took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, his brows furrowed into a deep " river" shape:

"Did he do it himself?"

"Why would he need to do it himself?" Ji Mitai said indignantly,

"He just stood there and glanced at me—just one glance! And I had no choice but to act. Old Ancestor, you didn't see the scene; hundreds of people from the Yunyan Sect were kneeling on the ground, and he stood in the middle as if nothing had happened. Although he killed an Old Ancestor at the first level of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, this was clearly to establish his authority! He is telling everyone that he intends to interfere in the affairs of White Rock Province!"

Ji Xuanming was silent for a moment, then asked in a deep voice:

"His strength, having seen it with your own eyes, what is it really like?"

A strange look flashed in Ji Mitai's eyes, and he then sneered:

"Old Ancestor, his pressure is indeed not weak, but to say how strong it is... Hmph, in my opinion, it's nothing but a bluff."

Ji Xuanming frowned, questioning:

"But the news I received says the Demon Ancestor seems to be at his peak, and that sword strike of his cannot be fake. Plus, transcending four Heavenly Tribulations in a row, sealing the four main rifts... How could these be achieved by bluffing?"

Ji Mitai immediately replied, his tone certain:

"Old Ancestor, I was there at the scene! How could I not know if the Demon Ancestor was injured or not? Those intelligence scouts don't know a damn thing; they hear wind and think it's rain. Can you trust anything they write?"

He stepped closer and lowered his voice:

"As for transcending the Heavenly Tribulation—Old Ancestor, think about it, since ancient times, who has ever been able to transcend four Heavenly Tribulations in a row? If this story got out, would you believe it? It's clearly the Cultivators of Cangwu Province spreading rumors to gild their own faces. That sealing of the main rifts relied on the power of the wu tripod, not him himself. If it were you, with the rock cauldron in hand, you could do it too!"

He shook his head and sighed, looking devastated:

"Those intelligence scouts, boosting others' morale while extinguishing our own, are truly hateful! Old Ancestor, you must not let these false reports cloud your judgment!"

Listening to this, Ji Xuanming's brows gradually smoothed out.

Right, as long as he could get the rock cauldron...

Seeing this, Ji Mitai continued to fawn:

"When it comes to strength, you, Old Ancestor, transcended the world-destroying, supreme Lightning Tribulation! That is a treatment only ancient mighty figures receive! Ling Hao, a newly advanced Mahayana who only broke through a few years ago, how stable can his Foundation be? If you really fight, he might not be your match!"

"Moreover, our White Rock Holy Land is the legacy of Supreme Baiyan! The Sect has the ninth-rank Sect-protecting Formation, the 'Nine Peaks Heaven-Sealing Array'. As long as you fully control it, even Lady Shi Ji would not be your match!"

"Even if you, Old Ancestor, only control a portion of it currently, should Supreme Moonshadow step into our Holy Land's mountain gates, you could manipulate him at will!"

Hearing this, Ji Xuanming nodded slightly.

If what his trusted aide said was true, this Supreme Moonshadow was nothing to worry about.

But soon, he recalled another matter:

"I received news that Shi Qingxuan led him into Starfall Cold Jade Peak, where he stayed for several hours... What do you think of this?"

The smile on Ji Mitai's face deepened, and a strange light flashed in the depths of his eyes:

"Old Ancestor, this is exactly the key point! I heard that Lady Shi Ji also agreed to the matter of contracting the battle lines and preserving core strength. But this doesn't mean Lady Shi Ji is on our side."

"Just like this time, Sect Leader Shi let a wolf into the house; it's clear she doesn't hold you in any regard. And that place, Starfall Cold Jade Peak, even you haven't set foot in, yet Lady Shi Ji let an outsider in. Perhaps they have already colluded! If we let them continue to develop, will there be any place for the Ji Family in the White Rock Holy Land in the future?"

He stepped closer, his voice dropping even lower:

"Old Ancestor, we must do something."

Ji Xuanming's gaze sharpened, and he was silent for a long time:

"Continue."

Ji Mitai understood and immediately said:

"After I returned, I already contacted several neutral Elders. They also have complaints about the Moonshadow Sect and are willing to stand on our side."

He paused and then added:

"In addition, I have also made arrangements among the Sect Disciples. Zhang Chengyue, Li Song, and others from Wan Shou Mountain hate the Moonshadow Sect to the bone; they are perfect pawns. Before returning to the Sect, I already had them fanning the flames within the Sect, spreading rumors that the Moonshadow Sect is overbearing and covets the White Rock Foundation. Now the Disciples are discussing it everywhere, and hearts are restless; this is the time for us to exert our strength!"

"Tomorrow, we can arrange for a few Elders to go and provoke the people of the Moonshadow Sect and defeat them! I don't believe that a bunch of women can be that formidable."

"Then spread the news about Lady Shi Ji and Supreme Moonshadow meeting beforehand, making the Elders and Disciples believe that Lady Shi Ji and the Moon Shadow Holy Land really have ulterior motives, and make them believe that only we can guarantee the interests of the White Rock Holy Land!"

"At the meeting the day after tomorrow, as long as you, Old Ancestor, speak up, we will definitely second it and severely impeach Shi Qingxuan! Using public opinion, we can take back the control of the Nine Peaks Heaven-Sealing Array from Lady Shi Ji's hands and take full control of it ourselves!"

A cruel look flashed in Ji Mitai's eyes:

"At that time, won't Lady Shi Ji also be at your mercy, Old Ancestor?"

Ji Xuanming nodded in satisfaction, a smile appearing on his face:

"Mm, not bad. With you here, I feel very at ease. Since you have returned, leave the many matters of Mingxuan Peak to you, and the collection of intelligence will also pass through your hands."

Ji Xuanming scanned Ji Mitai, although he felt that the other's eyes today seemed a bit less lively than usual, and his smile appeared overly stiff.

But he just assumed Ji Mitai had been somewhat traumatized during this trip or was eager to show his merit, so he did not delve deeper.

"Yes! This subordinate will take his leave."

Ji Mitai saluted respectfully and slowly retreated from the Immortal Cave.

In his sleeve, his fingers unconsciously rubbed a blood-colored Jade Slip. The Jade Slip was slightly hot, as if something was restless inside it.

The moment the heavy stone door closed behind him—

The fawning smile on his face vanished instantly, the corners of his mouth curled into a cold and strange arc, and his eyes became as dark and unfathomable as a deep pool.

Inside the stone door, Ji Xuanming sat alone for a long time, his brows slightly furrowed.

He always felt... something was wrong.

But thinking of the plan for the meeting the day after tomorrow, he temporarily suppressed this doubt.

...

Deep in the quiet night, in the separate courtyard of Canglan Peak, a candle flame flickered in front of the window.

Ling Hao leaned by the window, toying with a warm, moist white jade cup in his hand, which held "milk tea" of a warm color, emitting a strange, mellow fragrance.

His fingertips rubbed the side of the cup as he took a light sip, letting that unique warmth melt in his mouth.

Today it was the third Disciple Du Yuqing's turn to be "on duty"; she should be coming soon.

Thinking of the proud, plump curves on Du Yuqing's chest, Ling Hao's eyes flickered, his thoughts drifting far away.

If she were to have a child in the future, what would it be like... That "milk tea"... it must also be extremely plentiful and sweet, right?

Knock, knock, knock.

A light knocking on the door interrupted his reverie.

Ling Hao put down the jade cup and got up to open the door.