IMMORTAL TAOIST LORD: MY CULTIVATION HAVE NO LIMITS

Chapter 1149: 420 The fucking He Xiu Chapter 1149: 420 The fucking He Xiu Inside the True Martial Immortal Palace.

The Second Elder, Ji Qianyu’s brow furrowed slightly upon seeing Su Yu easily overpower the Yellow Dragon.

His expression turned somewhat somber, but what truly caught his attention was the manner in which the Yellow Dragon and his companions addressed Su Yu.

As Yu Xiaohe and the others entered the Immortal Palace upon Su Yu’s summoning, Ji Qianyu asked in a deep voice, “What did you just call Yu?

‘He Who Rests’?

‘Senior Brother He’?”

Yu Xiaohe’s gaze shifted subtly as he said, “He Who Rests is a top-ranked genius among the disciples of the Purple Crane Immortal Sect in the Lower Realm, adept in the cultivation method known as the Geng Metal Immortal Sword Art.

From the signs just now, it appears that Su Yu has cultivated the Geng Metal Immortal Sword Art, and he has definitely begun establishing his Immortal Body Foundation.”

Upon hearing this, Ji Qianyu’s expression changed immediately.

He has begun establishing his Immortal Body Foundation!?

He quickly turned to Emperor Zhenwu, saying, “Great Emperor, could it be that Yu’s true transmission has been taken over by another’s soul?”

“So it seems….”

Ji Qianyu’s remaining words abruptly ceased as they were met with Emperor Zhenwu’s tranquil and indifferent gaze.

Emperor Zhenwu spoke calmly, “Spare your words; these are not concerns for you to ponder or know.”

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He then looked toward Yu Xiaohe and the others, saying calmly, “Since Little Yu has chosen the five of you, from this day forward, you will be the true disciples of the Immortal Court.”

“Remember, this is not the Immortal World but the True Martial Immortal Court.”

“Should anyone dare to violate the laws of the Immortal Court, then do not blame this Emperor for being heartless.”

Although Yu Xiaohe and the others would have liked to confront Emperor Zhenwu, even to berate him, a mere mortal who dared to call himself emperor, they had previously been severely beaten within the Cultivation World.

They deeply knew that Emperor Zhenwu’s words were no bluff.

They were no longer people of the Immortal World but souls from the Lower Realm who had taken over bodies here, starting anew.

Without strength, if they still maintained the face and supposed status and identity of the Immortal World, it would be nothing but a humiliating and self-destructive path.

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Thus, facing Emperor Zhenwu’s admonition, Yu Xiaohe and the rest bowed their heads and promptly responded, “We understand.”

Emperor Zhenwu gave a slight nod, and his figure vanished into thin air.

Then, First Elder Xiao Changlin chuckled heartily, waved his hand, and bestowed five true transmission tokens.

He casually said, “The status of true disciples of the Immortal Court is equivalent to that of elders of the Immortal Palace, and your dwellings are likewise extraordinary.”

“However, specific treatments as well as the rules will be explained by the Second Elder.

He is more adept at that.”

Xiao Changlin left this group to the care of Second Elder Ji Qianyu.

Ji Qianyu could not have wished for anything more, and afterward, he helped heal the Yellow Dragon, granting him a healing elixir that allowed him to barely recover.

He then led several people to gather the remaining disciples from the Immortal World to discuss matters.

Most importantly, he arranged for them to come in a month’s time, when ‘Little Immortal Monarch’ Jun Wuyi would return to meet with them, giving them the opportunity to join the Immortal Monarch Palace and obtain additional resources for support.

This was Ji Qianyu’s true motive in making contact with them.

He intended to gather all the genius cultivators of the Immortal World and enlist them into the Immortal Monarch Palace.

However, including the Yellow Dragon, Yu Xiaohe, and others, all the prodigies of the Immortal World declined Ji Qianyu’s proposal to join the Immortal Monarch Palace.

They even held Ji Qianyu in contempt, along with that so-called Little Immortal Monarch, Jun Wuyi.

A mere mortal daring to call himself a Little Immortal Monarch?

To their eyes, that was nothing short of an uncouth, foolish native!

How dare he presume to command their allegiance?

Inside the dwelling.

After much internal conflict, Yu Xiaohe finally, along with the other three disciples from the Purple Crane Immortal Sect, entered Su Yu’s dwelling.

He just wanted to know if Su Yu, the direct disciple of Emperor Zhenwu, was really He Who Rests.

Had He Who Rests successfully taken possession, or had he failed?

Upon meeting, Yu Xiaohe sneered and retorted, “He Who Rests, I am not a disciple of your Purple Crane Immortal Sect; you, simply you, do not have the authority to command a disciple from the Jie River Sect.”

The name Jie River Sect might sound unusual, but it was a force left behind by a river god, whose ancestor was once a river god of the Immortal World’s Heavenly Court, holding both prestigious status and formidable strength.

Of course, the Jie River Sect had since declined, significantly weaker than the Purple Crane Immortal Sect.

The number of disciples sent to the Lower Realm this time didn’t even amount to one-fifth of the Purple Crane Immortal Sect’s.

Su Yu looked at him but simply smiled calmly, “Yu Wanli, even your master, the River Immortal, wouldn’t dare speak to my Purple Crane Immortal Sect in such a manner.

Try provoking me one more time, and see if I don’t cripple you?”

Yu Xiaohe’s pupils shrank with disbelief.

“You, are you truly He Who Rests!?”

Su Yu turned to the three disciples who had come from the Purple Crane Immortal Sect, calling out their true names directly, “Disciple Brother Hetian, Disciple Brother Hao Yuan, Disciple Sister Bai Zhi, do you still remember the Immortal Order before descending to the Lower Realm?”

The three’s expressions changed, but faced with their brother ‘He Who Rests’ who was not only naturally gifted but had now reestablished his Immortal Body Foundation, they dared not show defiance, and could only bow their heads reluctantly, grinding their teeth as they said, “We remember, Senior Brother.”

Su Yu, not one to beat around the bush, handed each of them a list, saying, “Gather all these materials for me as soon as possible.

Also, gather all other disciples from different Immortal Sects who have joined the Immortal Court.”

“I want to see these resources in the shortest possible time, understand?”

As the three left Su Yu’s dwelling, one glanced at the list in their hand, their eyes flickering, and they communicated through voice transmission, “Do you really believe he is Senior Brother He who Rests?”

Another spoke, “What if he is?”

The remaining one said, “Who cares whether he is or not?

He wants us to summon the Immortal Court’s disciples from the Immortal Sects.

Including us, we number eleven.

Let them also gather materials and resources.”

“Once they’ve collected them, we’ll use what we need first.

We can give him the leftovers after that.”

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