Chapter 626: Not to be Trifled With

Chapter 626: Chapter 33: Not to be Trifled With

There was a hint of displeasure in his voice, and a touch of helplessness.

The speaker was a dignified, middle-aged man. He wore a Profound Celestial Battle Armor that seemed to be cast from gold, glittering brilliantly. Strange runes occasionally flowed and flashed across its surface, making him appear as imposing as a great mountain—solid and magnificent.

Bao Yuan said bluntly, “Daoist Brother Ye, this fellow Daoist’s name is Li Weijun. He’s a Loose Cultivator from Li Yang Heaven. He has agreed to become my Daoist companion, so he’s practically one of us from Yuelang Heaven now.”

This gigantic vessel carried eighty percent of the experts Yuelang Heaven had sent into the Spirit Immortal’s Abandoned Mansion—a full sixteen Tribulation Realm Great Powers, each one a renowned figure in their own right within Yuelang Heaven.

At that moment, all sixteen of them turned to look at Bao Yuan and Li Weijun. Their expressions were varied, and the atmosphere grew somewhat awkward.

The man in the Golden Battle Armor at the head of the group looked Li Weijun up and down, his scrutinizing gaze holding an unreadable expression.

He said coolly, “Fellow Daoist Li, this Immortal Mansion is fraught with danger. With a mere Five-Tribulation Cultivation, you are to remain on this vessel from now on. Do not disembark without permission.”

He possessed an Eight-Tribulation Cultivation, and his spiritual presence was several times more profound than Bao Yuan’s. His words carried an authority that brooked no refusal.

Li Weijun was aware of the man’s identity and understood that this was a veiled form of house arrest. Daring not to overstep, he simply nodded in agreement and said nothing more.

Bao Yuan glanced at the other Cultivators on the vessel and asked curiously, “Daoist Brother Ye, why have you all returned?”

The man in the golden armor made no attempt to hide the truth. “The Spiritual Pressure in the peach orchard is too immense,” he said in a heavy voice. “Aside from myself, no one else could withstand it. As far as we’re concerned, the most valuable prize in this Immortal Mansion are the seeds of the Seven-Colored Treasure Lotus. Therefore, Master ordered me to lead everyone back to the lake to harvest them.”

Realization dawned on Bao Yuan. She then said, “But many outside Cultivators have already entered the lake. I fear there won’t be many Treasure Lotuses left…”

The man in the golden armor said expressionlessly, “My Yuelang Heaven was the first to discover this Immortal Mansion. The treasures within rightfully belong to us. As long as those outsiders haven’t left, those Treasure Lotuses will ultimately belong to Yuelang Heaven.”

Hearing this, Li Weijun paused for a moment before speaking up. “Fellow Daoist Ye, I have something to report.”

The man in the golden armor glanced at him. “Go ahead.”

Li Weijun said, “After I entered the Immortal Mansion, I ran into a few fellow Daoists I know. They told me that the Two Elders of Youxuan from Black Universe Heaven are running rampant across this Immortal Lake, plundering Seven-Colored Treasure Lotuses everywhere. If you were to ask who has the most Treasure Lotuses right now, it would undoubtedly be those two.”

After a pause, he added, “I was lucky enough to harvest two Seven-Colored Lotus Seedpods myself, but they were also stolen from me by those two.”

The man in the golden armor had clearly heard of the Two Elders of Youxuan. He sneered, “Those two old demons have been a plague upon the heavens for far too long. To cross my path today… it must be fate that they receive their retribution. Where are they now?”

…

「Somewhere over the Immortal Lake, above a Lotus Treasure Mountain.」

“Fellow Daoist, we’ve gathered all fifty Seven-Colored Lotus Seedpods. May we leave now?”

The Two Elders of Youxuan forced smiles onto their faces and bowed to Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng gazed into the distance. ‘With so many Seven-Colored Lotus Seedpods, I’ve gathered most of this Immortal Lake’s karmic fortune for myself. It’s time to head to that peach orchard and meet up with Beiming Cang Xue.’

He was quite satisfied with the Two Elders of Youxuan, who had been diligent and respectful in carrying out their duties during this time.

He smiled. “I appreciate your efforts, Fellow Daoists. We shall meet again if fate decrees it.”

A wave of relief washed over the Two Elders of Youxuan. They bowed hastily in thanks, then summoned their Escape Lights. Transforming into two trails of dense black smoke, they departed from the war chariot and vanished over the horizon.