I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years!

Book 3: Chapter 12.1: Alliance Between Righteous and Evil

Qing Province, Sky-Forging Castle headquarters.

As a famous refining sect gate in Nine Provinces, in order to facilitate the forging of powerful instruments, Sky-Forging Castle set up their headquarters on a boiling active volcano. After thousands of years of transformation, the people of Sky-Forging Castle exert their wisdom, taming and transforming this active volcano into a world furnace for refining.

Despite those dense workshops and warehouses, the headquarters of Sky-Forging Castle did indeed look like a castle, except that the fluid around this castle was flowing volcanic lava.

Huangfu Feng came to Sky-Forging Castle with a heavy face. After entering from the mountain gate and showing his identification, he was taken to the sect master’s room by the disciple of Sky-Forging Castle.

In the room, many people have come before Huangfu Feng. He looked up and found that apart from the sect leader Yue Qianlian, they were all the big shot of righteous cultivators. Elder Xu Xuelin of Mystery Academy; Zhang Ruifei, the battalion commander of Black Armor Battalion of Heavenly Army, Elder Dan Qinglou of Jade Tower, “Saint of Painter” Li Pengfei, but he did not see anyone of his peers. That’s because righteous cultivators had slower cultivating speed compare to demonic cultivators, so everyone from his generation was in closed-door cultivation to prepare for the Heavenly Tribulation.

Yue Qiandao should be able to the Heavenly Tribulation stage soon…

Huang Fufeng sighed in his heart and stepped into the room.

Seeing the head of the Evil Alliance, people in the room had different expressions on their faces. Elder Xu of Mystery Academy shone his eyes, revealing a deep curiosity as if he wished to cut Huangfu Feng into slices on the spot to research. Zhang Ruifei, the commander of the Heavenly Army, showed a fighting intent, and Elder Li of Jade Tower, who had the worst relationship with the Heavenly Demon Sect, looked like he saw a human-shaped shit pile.

Huang Fufeng ignored them, but went straight to Yue Qianlian and said to him:

“Little Yue, I’m here. Big Yue…”

“It doesn’t matter, I know it all.”

Yue Qianlian was not very spirited, but said calmly:

“Please take a seat. If Brother Huangfu is here,, only the Qingming Sword Sect, Saint Buddha Gate, Hehuan Sect, and Ghost Spirit Sect are left.”

“Relax, Little Yue, the representative of Qingming Sword Sect should be Sword Patriarch.”

Huang Fufeng relieved Yue Qianlian:

“With that old man’s ability, he will surely be able to save Big Yue.”

“But…”

Elder Xu of Mystery Academy couldn’t help but say:

“If Sword Patriarch came, at his speed, should he have been here already? Are you guessing?”

On the side, Zhang Ruifei coughed, and Elder Li couldn’t help stepping on him.

“Old Li, why do you step on me? I’m telling the truth.”

The elder from Mystery Academy, who was not very good at communication, asked unconsciously.

“Because I went to inform the rest.”

Someone answered his question from outside the door. Bai Qiuran pushed the door to walk in, followed by Su Xiangxue who was wearing a veil, and another figure wearing a black cloak which covered his face entered the room together with them.