Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 713 - 539 If You Don’t Take Money, Then I’ll Use Another Way_2

Chapter 713: Chapter 539 If You Don’t Take Money, Then I’ll Use Another Way_2

"Daozi Lu, may I have a moment?"

The tall and burly Zhong Xiu suddenly called out to them, his simple and honest face still wearing a smile, "This doesn’t seem to be the way to the Wanxiang Pavilion, does it?"

"..."

Lu Mingchuan was startled for a moment, not expecting the barbarians of Southern Hong to be so perceptive.

However, he wasn’t the least bit flustered and instead replied with a smile, "We’re just taking a detour to pick up some information. You know, Brother Dao, we rely on this for our livelihood, but if you’re in a hurry, you can go back to the sect first."

If it were anyone else, they would be troubling the Wanxiang Pavilion and wouldn’t dare to refuse.

From the beginning to now, Zhong Xiu had never acted presumptuously, yet he refused without any hesitation now, "I’m indeed in a hurry, I hope Daozi Lu can understand."

"No problem."

Lu Mingchuan immediately turned around and changed direction, his lips curling up with a playful smile.

He lowered his eyes to look at the boundless, clear water beneath his feet.

Perhaps these barbarians from Southern Hong had no idea about the status the Western Dragon Palace held in these parts of Western Hong.

As long as it was on the water, it truly didn’t matter where they started the fight; no one would dare to intervene anyway.

It was just going to be a bit troublesome, that’s all.

Setting a trap, capturing the turtle in the urn? These people were thinking too complicatedly. The Wanxiang Pavilion was merely responsible for showing the Dragon Palace the way, nothing more.

In the past, the Wanxiang Pavilion would certainly not dare to easily get involved in such matters, but this time was different. Facing off against Southern Hong’s Seven Sons were more than just the two Dragon Palaces; there were far too many enemies including the Glazed Green Phoenix, Frost Tiger, and even the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect.

This piece of information, they could even profit from it several times over.

Making enemies everywhere, they were seeking their own doom!

"Whew...we’ve arrived."

Lu Mingchuan suddenly stopped in the midst of the clouds, unabashedly taking out a conch.

He did not speak to the others behind him. More precisely, from the moment that sentence was uttered, he no longer gave these barbarians from Southern Hong even a shred of extra attention.

That included the other cultivators from the Wanxiang Pavilion, who also looked indifferently at the two Daozi from Southern Hong without any intention of making a move or leaving; they just stood there quietly hanging in the air.

"You guys are crazy."

The moment the conch appeared, Dai Jianshu sighed lightly, and then he disappeared from the spot, along with Zhong Xiu.

By normal logic, they could not fathom, with only Southern Dragon Palace trying to contend against the Seven Sons, why Western Hong’s Qi Family had only now moved a senior figure. Not to mention causing significant harm to the Seven Sons, even just in terms of power on paper, the Seven Sons were still far superior to the Southern Dragon Palace.

With two tigers in conflict, the outcome was yet undecided.

How could these messengers dare to take sides so quickly?

The two did not need to discuss; they simply and decisively blocked all of Lu Mingchuan’s retreats. They didn’t even need to deploy a Dao Soldier, as their robust auras were sufficient to leave him utterly defenseless.

The power of cultivators at the Three Cities stage, although perhaps mediocre among demons who do not need to transcend tribulation, is absolutely exceptional among human cultivators, regardless of whether it is Southern or Northern Hong.

After all, that particular hurdle, the Deadly Tribulation, is not so easily overcome.

As for the gap between Cultivation Techniques... the thin camel is still bigger than a horse. How could a mere Wanxiang Pavilion dare to compare with the Daozi of the Southern Hong Seven Sects!

"..."

Feeling the terrifying aura coming from behind, Lu Mingchuan didn’t even consider turning around, including the rest of the Wanxiang Pavilion cultivators, who also remained unchanged, seemingly not worried about the safety of their own Daozi.

Only those forces residing in Western Hong could understand how formidable the Western Dragon Palace truly was.

Just as Zhong Xiu’s rough and large palm was about to touch Lu Mingchuan’s shoulder, a layer of translucent White Jade shield descended with a speed invisible to the naked eye, resembling a reversed wine cup, with its top being nine vivid Golden Dragons spread out in a claw-like formation.

That seemingly thin-as-a-cicada’s-wing White Jade, after taking a solid hit from Zhong Xiu’s palm, didn’t shatter in the slightest; in fact, it didn’t even wobble.

Lu Mingchuan’s shoulder was within an arm’s reach, yet in the eyes of the Daozi from Ling Yue Sect, it seemed like an insurmountable trench.

Dai Jianshu also fiercely collided with the jade barrier, his aura dispersing while his eyelids twitched violently, and a look of dread surged in his eyes.

The ominous aura subtly emitted by this artifact was definitely not something Baiyu Capital Cultivators could break through!

"Tsk, the Nine Dragons White Jade Shield, truly as legendary as its name," Lu Mingchuan expressed his admiration, then respectfully bowed to the water, "Wanxiang Pavilion’s Lu Mingchuan, along with my sect’s cultivators, greets Qi Qiye!"

Hearing this name, Zhong Xiu slowly retracted his hand.

In fact, there wasn’t much to infer. The Western Dragon Palace had a total of seven dragon sons, all comparable to the Great Demons of the Unity Realm Stage.

Dai Jianshu rubbed his shoulder and looked seriously at Lu Mingchuan again, "Is your Wanxiang Pavilion really prepared to endure the retaliation from the Southern Hong Seven Sons? Send someone to convey this to my sect’s Sect Master now; there might still be room for negotiation. Don’t make a mistake."

The fury of the six Unity Realm Stage Sect Masters was something even the Western Dragon Palace would have to think over carefully.

"Pfft, still pretending..." Lu Mingchuan couldn’t help but laugh out loud, straightening his body and mocking, "You know full well how many forces you’ve angered."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Xiu and Dai Jianshu were both momentarily stunned, then exchanged puzzled looks.

The answer they had always found perplexing seemed to be hidden in the other’s recent remark.

But the Southern Hong Seven Sons had always been uninvolved with the world, even maintaining a "you keep to your side of the well, I’ll keep to mine" attitude with the Southern Dragon Palace. If not for the Ke Family Crown Prince suddenly going mad, even this current conflict wouldn’t have occurred; how could they possibly have offended other powers.