My Ability Pool is Superior

Xuanzhou was completely thrown into chaos. The first to react were those Holy Lands and Great Sects standing at the top of the Immortal Sect ecological niche.

The sudden appearance of an existence like Lu Bai would absolutely affect their status, so they had to make preparations early.

Such shocking news was impossible to seal off. This news spread from top to bottom, gradually reaching all sizes of Immortal Sects in Xuanzhou, and even Rogue Cultivators had heard about it.

Even though these events had no direct relation to commoners, Mortals could sense that the Immortal Masters who used to come and go high above had clearly become tense recently.

Unclear what had happened, unable to understand the exact situation, they only knew that even the Immortal Masters were afraid—this was simply unbelievable.

Therefore, as time passed, the entire Xuanzhou fell into a collective panic emotion.

……

Ka~

On the mist-shrouded mountain peak, a crack suddenly appeared on the chessboard placed in front of the Old Man in White Robe.

“It’s broken.”

The Old Man in White Robe awoke as if from a dream, a trace of terror flashing in his deep eyes.

He then took out two pieces of turtle shell from his Storage Ring, muttering incantations in his mouth, and finally threw the two pieces of turtle shell out.

The Old Man in White Robe carefully examined the appearance of the turtle shell, his face gradually filling with worry.

“Heaven’s secrets are obscured. Who exactly is this person?”

……

“Monster, that’s a monster! Even Immortal Artifacts can’t injure him!” An old man with disheveled hair shouted as he walked on the ground.

Mortals or low-level Cultivators along the way didn’t dare to have any ideas of picking up a bargain.

After all, although this old man appeared mad and demented, he naturally emanated powerful pressure, at least at the Deity Transformation Stage or above.

The gap in life levels was too great; Mortals couldn’t help but prostrate in worship upon approaching.

Clearly, this old man was one who had escaped from the battle at Qingwang Sect’s Mountain Gate.

When passing by a city, a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator from the city boldly approached to check.

He discovered that the other’s physical body was intact without any wounds, yet the Primordial Spirit was extremely dim, so weak it seemed it would dissipate in the next second.

After discovering this, this Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator was immediately scared out of his wits.

It must be known that such injuries on the Primordial Spirit were not uncommon; to put it simply, it was the so-called Dao Heart collapse.

But this old man’s cultivation was at least Deity Transformation Stage. What kind of terror had he encountered to end up in such a state of impending Feather Ascension?

The Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator was a bit panicked, feeling like he had stumbled upon such a great secret and might face life danger.

He was an old-brand Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator.

He was very clear that in front of true Big Bosses, Nascent Soul Stage was just a slightly larger ant.

This Nascent Soul Stage Rogue Cultivator had a premonition that something big was wrong, immediately turned back to the city, told his Disciple he was going into seclusion, and not to disturb him no matter what happened.

……

Golden Scale Holy Land, Golden Lotus Hall.

This was a forbidden area that non-direct Disciple were not allowed to enter.

Usually very quiet, but at this moment, quite a few people had gathered inside the hall.

The Holy Lord and Elders were all gathered, holding a meeting among high-level officials.

Among them, two old men with white hair and beards sat at the head; they were the only two remaining Grand Elders of Golden Scale Holy Land, truly the foundation of an Immortal Sect.

“Everyone has seen the news sent back by Old Three, right? What are your ideas? Speak up.” The Grand Elder spoke, without joy or sorrow.

Golden Scale Holy Lord pondered for a moment and said, “First, we need to confirm what that one’s ideas are. Easily bringing the entire Holy Land to bow and submit might lead to being used; once the utility value is lost, one would be discarded like worn shoes.”

With Golden Scale Holy Lord taking the lead, the other Elders also spoke up one after another.

Frankly speaking, they were all somewhat dissatisfied with the Third Supreme Elder’s action; no one liked someone suddenly finding a Big Brother over their head.

But some Elders had learned about Lu Bai’s means through various channels. Since they couldn’t win even after giving their all, quickly selling their own sect for a good price seemed not bad either.

In the noisy hall, an Elder whispered, “Everyone must be clear about that one’s origins. Cultivating to Mahayana Stage in such a short time, with many means we cannot understand, calling him a descended Immortal would not be excessive.”

“We cultivate, seeking nothing but Ascension to become an Immortal, eternal life. Now with an Immortal before us, choosing Submission should be the natural course.”

An Elder spoke in agreement, “Remember, since ancient times, following the dragon early brings the greatest benefits. Don’t think only Golden Scale Holy Land has this idea.”

No coincidence.

Such internal meetings among high-level officials were playing out in various places across Xuanzhou.

Immortal Sects of all sizes were discussing matters related to Lu Bai.

Immortal Sects that chose to relocate the entire sect had already set off and were probably about to leave Xuanzhou’s borders by now.

As for these Immortal Sects reluctant to abandon their ancestral foundations, they had no choice but to consider how to treat an invincible existence like Lu Bai.

But,

What no one expected was that after that battle ended, half a month had surprisingly passed in calm.

Lu Bai did not strike while the iron was hot, using the momentum of great victory to come demanding Submission from the various Immortal Sects, but instead chose silence.

He even released a portion of the Disciple from the various Immortal Sects that had sieged the Mountain Gate at that time, allowing them to return to their own Immortal Sects.

The various Immortal Sects couldn’t figure out what Lu Bai was up to at all. As for saying Lu Bai didn’t care at all and would let the matter pass by default?

Realistically, a fierce person who took down so many Elders and Renowned Figures in one go absolutely wouldn’t raise high and put down gently.

The unknown is often the most terrifying.

Waiting for the final judgment result to descend, not knowing what the future would be like, leaving all Immortal Sects in Xuanzhou living in constant fear.

……

Lu Bai naturally didn’t care what the various Immortal Sects were thinking; he was busy training his “Disciplinary Team”.

At Qingwang Sect’s Mountain Gate, the plaza once used for the Entry Assessment.

Lu Bai sat cross-legged on the two-person-high Dao Seeking Stone in the center of the plaza, scrutinizing the team before him composed of surviving high-level officials from the various Immortal Sects.

Leading them were naturally the Third Supreme Elder from Golden Scale Holy Land and Sect Leader Xun from Tai Shi Sect.

Don’t underestimate this team, which numbered only twenty-seven in total; their cultivations were at least Integration Stage, and there were even four at Mahayana Stage.

It wasn’t that Lu Bai looked down on Deity Transformation Stage Cultivators; it was purely that in the chaos at the time, once the Immortal Artifact’s pressure descended, Deity Transformation Stage Cultivators couldn’t participate at all and were all suppressed to the ground.

Precisely because of this, most Deity Transformation Stage Cultivators survived and took the chance to escape Qingwang Sect.

“Senior Lu, we have thoroughly studied the laws you formulated and can carry out Disciplinary Team work at any time.”

The Third Supreme Elder stepped forward, standing straight, completely without any trace of his previous immortal demeanor.

One could only say his physical body was tough, but his stance was quite flexible.