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The two top masters of the Evil Extreme Sect had barely appeared for an hour before meeting their doom together.

The elders and disciples of the Guiyi Sect went from being smug and arrogant to fleeing in complete disarray.

If even the two unparalleled experts the Evil Extreme Sect sent to aid them were slain, how could these people possibly stand against the Tianqing Sect?

“Tian Guizhang, you colluded with the Evil Extreme Sect! Your crimes are heinous, and today you shall die without a doubt!”

The sect leaders, having suffered significant losses at the hands of the two masters from the Evil Extreme Sect, were eager to take revenge on the Sect Master of the Guiyi Sect to save face.

After all, could the combined forces of seventy-two major and minor sects suffer humiliation at the hands of just two experts from the Evil Extreme Sect and let it end without resolution?

If they couldn’t defeat the Evil Extreme Sect, could they not at least take down the Guiyi Sect?

“Hahaha! You’ve killed members of the Evil Extreme Sect—do you think they will let you go?”

Even as he faced his demise, Tian Guizhang laughed maniacally, choosing to self-destruct in the end.

The elders and disciples of the Guiyi Sect were nearly all obliterated as well.

Although the Guiyi Sect met its downfall, the crowd remained tense and unsettled.

The Evil Extreme Sect was no minor entity. Just two of their experts had nearly destroyed seventy-two sects with tens of thousands of disciples.

If the Evil Extreme Sect were to send more powerful reinforcements for revenge, not a single sect would be able to withstand them.

“In my early days of wandering, I was fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of Youran True Sovereign of the Cloud Mountain Holy Land. Once this matter is settled, I propose that, on behalf of all the sects at the South Foot of Mount Fulong, I journey to the Cloud Mountain Holy Land to seek an audience with Youran True Sovereign and request their assistance in stationing experts at Mount Fulong to deter the Evil Extreme Sect. What do you all think?”

As the Sect Master of the Tianqing Sect, Mu Shenqing decided to seek help from the Cloud Mountain Holy Land in the face of the Evil Extreme Sect’s overpowering threat.

For a demonic sect of this caliber, only a Holy Land could resist them. Ordinary sects like theirs stood no chance.

“We’ll have to trouble Sect Master Mu with this task.”

“But who knows if a colossal entity like the Cloud Mountain Holy Land would even be willing to aid us? In their eyes, we might be no different from ants.”

“Indeed, Sect Master Mu only had a single encounter with Youran True Sovereign. To hope that this connection might grant us an audience and then convince the Holy Land to intervene seems unlikely.”

The sect leaders voiced their concerns, anxiety evident in their words.

To them, the Cloud Mountain Holy Land was an unattainable existence that might not even deem them worthy of attention.

Even Mu Shenqing, the Sect Master of the Tianqing Sect, might not succeed in meeting Youran True Sovereign.

“Oh, this Youran True Sovereign you all speak of—I’ve met them too.”

As she bit into a Great Pan Peach to restore her True Qi, Lu Qinglian interjected casually.

“You’ve met Youran True Sovereign?!”

The crowd was utterly stunned.

Who was Youran True Sovereign?

A being of ancestral level in the Cloud Mountain Holy Land!

It was said that the entire Mount Fulong was but a small part of Youran True Sovereign’s Daoist domain!

“What’s the big deal?”

Lu Qinglian rolled her eyes. She had accompanied her master, Lu Changsheng, to the Heavenly Court Assembly and met the Palace Masters of the eight great Divine Palaces, as well as the Supreme Elders. Meeting Youran True Sovereign was nothing in comparison.

“W-Where did you meet His Excellency, Youran True Sovereign?”

Mu Shenqing looked at Lu Qinglian with a gaze bordering on reverence.

Mu Shenqing had met Youran True Sovereign purely by coincidence, and it was likely that Youran True Sovereign did not even remember his existence.

Yet, from Lu Qinglian’s tone, meeting Youran True Sovereign seemed as casual as encountering someone on a stroll.

“At the Heavenly Court Assembly.”

“What?!”

The crowd was shaken to their core.

This enigmatic young woman had actually attended the Heavenly Court Assembly, the highest-level event in the Immortal Realm!

It was well-known that only top-tier powers qualified to participate in the Heavenly Court Assembly. This meant the young woman must be a figure of some great force.

Mu Shenqing respectfully inquired, “May I ask which Holy Land you hail from, my lady?”

“That’s confidential.”

Recalling her master’s instructions to keep a low profile while traveling, Lu Qinglian chose to keep her identity a secret.

“Understood, we understand.”

Mu Shenqing and the others showed no offense at her refusal to share.

The fact that such a prodigy from a powerful faction would even converse with them was already an honor.

“I haven’t been to the Cloud Mountain Holy Land before… To avoid retaliation from the Evil Extreme Sect, I’ll take you to meet Youran True Sovereign myself.”

Lu Qinglian, originally intending to visit the Cloud Mountain Holy Land out of curiosity, volunteered to lead the way.

Mu Shenqing and the other sect leaders exchanged glances filled with delight. With Lu Qinglian’s connection, their chances of success seemed assured.

“Lian, do you know where Changsheng is?”

Grandmaster Taiyuan finally seized the opportunity to inquire about Lu Changsheng’s whereabouts.

“Master is doing well. He has gone to the depths of the Void to save someone, and I was bored, so I wandered into this area, unexpectedly running into you, Grand Master.”

“The Void?”

Grandmaster Taiyuan was momentarily stunned.

This disciple of his was simply extraordinary—even venturing into the depths of the Void.

As far as Grandmaster Taiyuan knew, ordinary cultivators could not survive the depths of the Void due to the lack of nature’s spiritual energy. They would quickly exhaust their strength and perish, not to mention the perils posed by Void Behemoths and other dangers lurking there.

To enter the Void and survive clearly indicated that Lu Changsheng’s cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds over the past million years.

“And as for Uncle Li, Uncle Zhao, Grandmaster Taixu, Grandmaster Tailin, and Fairy Qingxia…”

When Lu Qinglian spoke of the old acquaintances from Mount Shu, Grandmaster Taiyuan was overcome with emotion, his beard trembling with excitement.

He had never imagined that he would encounter familiar faces from his past even after ascending through Tribulation.

Learning that Lu Changsheng had become the Holy Son of Mount Taihua Sacred Land, that Zhao Wuyan had followed him in cultivation, and that Li Changye had become the direct disciple of the Everlasting Immortal of the Changliu Mountain and even received teachings from an Ancestor of the Changliu Holy Land, he couldn’t help but sigh wistfully.

His disciples had all surpassed him in accomplishments.

“Do you know anything about Su Qian’er’s whereabouts?”

Grandmaster Taiyuan did not forget to ask about Su Qian’er, the Pavilion Master of the Inquiry Immortal Pavilion.

Lu Qinglian shook her head. “That, I don’t know.”

“Alas, the Immortal Realm is vast and boundless. To locate Su Qian’er will likely be an endless endeavor.”

Grandmaster Taiyuan let out a sigh.

Both he and Su Qian’er were not first-rate geniuses. They had spent so much time in a small region and had only managed to become elders within the Tianqing Sect. He had no idea where Su Qian’er might be now.

“When Master returns, he’ll surely have someone search for her. With Master’s connections, finding her shouldn’t take long.”

Lu Qinglian wasn’t worried, taking things as they came.

“You’re still as carefree as ever.”

Grandmaster Taiyuan chuckled, his previous worry dissipating.

Indeed, there was no point in fretting unnecessarily.

With Lu Changsheng now the Holy Son of Mount Taihua Sacred Land, his extensive connections made it far easier to search for Su Qian’er.

Grandmaster Taiyuan and Lu Qinglian first helped the Tianqing Sect and the other allied sects address the impending threat of the Evil Extreme Sect. They then led the sect leaders to the Cloud Mountain Holy Land to seek an audience with Youran True Sovereign.

From the Sect Master to the elders of the Tianqing Sect, all treated Grandmaster Taiyuan with godlike reverence.

Though Grandmaster Taiyuan’s cultivation level was modest, his disciples and their disciples were figures of great influence in powerful factions.

“Do you think a legendary figure like Youran True Sovereign will truly be willing to meet with insignificant people like us?”

“At this point, we have no choice but to try.”

On their journey to the Cloud Mountain Holy Land, the sect leaders remained anxious.

After all, Youran True Sovereign had a reputation that resonated far and wide. In the southern Immortal Realm, Youran True Sovereign was akin to a celestial deity.

Countless individuals wished for an audience with Youran True Sovereign, but only a rare few ever succeeded.

The Cloud Mountain mountain range stretched for tens of millions of miles, shrouded in clouds and mist. Daoist temples seemed to emerge faintly from the immortal energy-like fog.

One of the Immortal Realm’s Holy Lands, the Cloud Mountain Holy Land, used the Cloud Mountain as their Daoist domain. They employed a Spirit Gathering Array to accumulate nature’s spiritual energy from a billion miles around.

In the southern Immortal Realm, the Cloud Mountain Holy Land was a colossal power. Mu Shenqing and the other seventy-two sect leaders planned to arrive early, intending to walk into the Cloud Mountain as though making a pilgrimage.

But Lu Qinglian smirked and insisted on using sword flight, directly approaching the mountain gate.

After all, she was Lu Changsheng’s second disciple from Mount Taihua Sacred Land, her status equivalent to that of a Cloud Mountain Holy Land elder.

“Who are you?”

The elders and disciples guarding the mountain gate of the Cloud Mountain Holy Land stepped forward to question them.

It was a testament to the Holy Land’s strength that even those stationed to guard the entrance were Immortal Emperor Realm elders.

Among the many peaks shrouded in clouds, who knew how many hidden masters resided within?

Mu Shenqing and his group treated them with solemn respect.

“I have come to seek an audience with Youran True Sovereign.”

Lu Qinglian didn’t bother with pleasantries and went straight to the point.

The elders and disciples guarding the mountain gate exchanged glances.

A group of Immortal Emperor Realm cultivators wanting to meet Youran True Sovereign?

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