My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again

Chapter 27: There's No Need for Morality When Dealing with the Saintess of the Dushi Sword House

In the core area in front of the immortal cave in the Secret Mystical Realm, Yue Tianya cupped his hands and smiled.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ling."

In front of him, a tall woman with a veil on her face spoke, "Fellow Daoist Yue, you contributed the most, so I don't dare to take credit."

This woman was called Ling Yufei, and she was the saintess of the Northern Plains' top immortal sect, the Heavenly Sword Sect.

As the two of them chatted, their attitudes were gentle and polite, and they had the demeanor of a disciple of a large sect.

However, when they turned around, a hint of undetectable killing intent flashed across their eyes.

Previously, when both sides knocked on the door, it had been a cooperative relationship. Disciples from both sides even stood up and explored the place without hiding anything.

However, now, when it was time to truly fight for opportunities, they had to fight and kill each other.

Other than Yue Tianya and Ling Yufei, the other cultivators present also became wary of each other. Some of them formed alliances in advance and began to move closer to their allies.

The two of them looked at each other and said at the same time, "Fellow Daoist, please."

In the next moment, all the cultivators activated their escape techniques and rushed into the cave abode like flowing lights.

...

Clang!

A sword chimed.

Ling Yufei stabbed out with his sword. The sword light flew out and went straight for Yue Tianya's face.

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Yue Tianya was not afraid at all. He raised his hand and pointed. A pale golden light wheel appeared and blocked in front of him, melting the sword light.

At this moment, the sounds of killing shook the sky.

In the beginning, the cultivators could still restrain each other.

In the core area of the cave abode, a large hall opened.

At the back of the hall, there was a large table. There were three items on the table.

On the right was a jade book.

On the left was an immortal robe.

In the middle, there was a small sapling that was half the height of a person with strands of chaotic mist lingering around it.

This was...the sapling of the World Tree.

When they saw these three items, all the cultivators lost their composure.

Needless to say, the jade book on the right was a cultivation immortal scripture.

The immortal robe on the left was a Dao artifact. In a top-notch immortal sect, it was a sect treasure.

To the disciples of the major sects, this immortal robe was much more precious than the jade book.

After all, each sect had a cultivation manual. As a prodigy of the sect, he naturally had the qualifications to come into contact with immortal scriptures of the same level.

However, Dao artifacts were different. Even in top-notch immortal sects, there was only one of them.

How strong would the defensive power of a Dao immortal garment be?

All the cultivators present had the same thought: 'Who can break my defense when I'm wearing this?!'

Of course, with their current stage, they were naturally unable to activate this level of magic artifact.

However, just because they couldn't use it now didn't mean that they couldn't use it in the future. The most important thing was to get it first.

As for the remaining World Tree, it was even more amazing.

When this tree grew, it could open up a world. Moreover, it was different from these secret realms. Wherever there was a World Tree, the laws of heaven and earth would automatically complete themselves. As the World Tree grew, the entire world would continue to expand.

The upper limit of the World Tree was very high. If it was planted in a secret realm, the secret realm would become a small world. If it was planted in a small world, the small world would expand and improve.

Theoretically speaking, if the tree was planted in the Archean Eon World, it could even support a vast world like the Archean Eon World when it grew.

However, no cultivator chose to plant the World Tree.

Firstly, it was too rare. According to records, in the long history of the Archean Eon World, the real World Tree had only appeared three times.

The closest one was related to the Dao Evolution Sect's Founding Master.

He snuck into the Ancient Demon Clan's Sacred City and stole the sapling of the World Tree. He destroyed the Ancient Demon Clan's luck and ended the Ancient Era with his own hands.

Even now, the orthodox demon sect, the Sky Demon Sect, was still unwilling to establish diplomatic relations with the Dao Evolution Sect.

In history, the three seniors who had obtained the World Tree had all fused the World Tree into their bodies. In the end, without exception, they all became Perfect Immortals.

A great opportunity was right in front of him.

All the cultivators who entered the cave abode went crazy.

Magic artifacts moved people's hearts.

Yue Tianya gritted his teeth. He definitely could not give up this World Tree. Even if he had promised them before, he had to renegotiate with his allies and sign another contract.

"Fellow Daoist Yue, this immortal robe is obviously not suitable for men. How about giving it to me?" Ling Yufei spoke in a gentle voice, but the attack of her hand suddenly became fierce and ruthless.

"What are you joking about? Immortal clothing can change its size and appearance."

Yue Tianya struck out with another palm and dispelled Ling Yufei's killing move. "Even if I can't change my appearance and have to wear women's clothes, I'll accept it!"

While the battle was going on, two figures appeared at the entrance of the hall.

Lu Xuan looked at the lively scene in the hall and clicked his tongue in wonder.

"Whoa, it's better to come at the right time than to come early... Hey, hey, hey."

Before he could finish speaking, a figure was sent flying and smashed over.

Lu Xuan stretched out his hand and turned to dissipate the impact. He placed the man on the ground. It was Zhang Xun, a disciple of Sancai Academy.

"Thank...thank you, Brother Lu."

Zhang Xun's face was flushed red, and two streams of blood flowed down his nose.

"What happened?" Lu Xuan patted him on the shoulder and channeled his magic power.

Zhang Xun said weakly, "I met the demoness of the Spirit Charm Sect. I can't take it anymore..."

"Young man, don't be blinded by women," Lu Xuan said earnestly.

As they were talking, a group of people entered from outside the hall. The leader was Zhang Xun's Dao partner, Liang Xia, followed by the disciples of the Sancai Academy.

After asking about the cause and effect, Liang Xia knew that someone was trying to seduce her man. Her fists hardened at that moment. She pulled Zhang Xun along and led the people of Sancai Academy into the battlefield.

Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu, who had been watching the show at the entrance, immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Soon, someone recognized Cheng Lingzhu.

"She is the saintess of the Dushi Sword House!"

As soon as he said this, the hall fell silent for a moment.

Yue Tianya and Ling Yufei, who were fighting, stopped at the same time and looked over.

"Deal with her first!" Ling Yufei made a prompt decision.

"Alright." Yue Tianya said," There's no need to talk about morality when dealing with the heir of the Dushi Sword House. Let's attack together!"

Lu Xuan was speechless.

'Do you people have some prejudice against our Dushi Sword House?'

Other than Yue Tianya and Ling Yufei, the nun called Yuan Zhao also came forward and attacked Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan didn't move. Instead, he asked Cheng Lingzhu, "Do you need my help?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother Lu." Cheng Lingzhu untied the Phoenix Blood Sword from her waist and said with a serious expression, "There are only two top-tier immortal sects' Holy Sons and saintesses, and a first-rate sect... I can still deal with them."

There was no need to talk about morality when dealing with the saintess of the Dushi Sword House.

Even if the cultivators of the other sects did not join hands, the heir of the Dushi Sword House would still choose to fight them all alone.