Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 255: The Sudden Visitor
Perhaps it was when the sound from the sky just sounded that Nie Yuan thought of this answer, and then remembered that this place was only a hundred miles away from Yuxiu Peak, but everything was too late.

Inside the hall of the Yuxiu Peak Cave, Nie Zhaonan was sitting casually in a seat. A little closer to him, two people were standing on his left and right. Further away, a man and a woman were kneeling silently on the floor.

Of the two people standing, one was wearing a Confucian robe and had a scholarly air, he was Chen Qiaotian, and the other one had a more childish face, looking like a young man in his twenties, he was Nie Yun, the current head of the Nie family.

Just now, both of them had understood what had happened. Compared to Chen Qiaotian's calmness, Nie Yun's expression was much more complicated.

"Have you figured out how to deal with these two people?" Nie Zhaonan glanced at Nie Yun who was still struggling, and said lightly.

Hearing these calm words, Nie Yun was extremely nervous. Unable to make up his mind, he quickly bowed and said, "Elder, please make the decision."

Seeing this, Nie Zhaonan just smiled and said nothing. After a while, he looked at Chen Qiaotian and asked, "What do you think?"

"Your Highness," Chen Qiaotian bowed, "I think Nie Yuan's heart has long been away from the Nie family. His hatred is rare. Moreover, he has been showing two faces for a long time. It is needless to say that he is insidious. Although he has not actually betrayed the Nie family, it is only a matter of time in the long run."

"Moreover, he also relied on the reputation of the Nie family to force his fellow junior sister. This really tarnished the reputation of the Nie family."

Chen Qiaotian paused, as if thinking for a while: "I think the punishment should be severe."

When the words "severe punishment" fell into the ears of Nie Yuan who was kneeling on the ground, his body couldn't help but shake.

According to what Chen Qiaotian said, severe punishment means nothing more than charging him with treason. In this case, he would have no chance of survival.

Seeing that Nie Zhaonan neither nodded nor shook his head, and looked unconcerned, Nie Yun boldly said:
"Brother Chen is right. But if we kill him like this, it won't be a warning to future generations. So we will abolish his cultivation and imprison him in the clan to end his remaining life."

"Abolish my cultivation? Become a mortal?" Upon hearing this would be his fate, Nie Yuan collapsed. He lay on the ground as if dead, but he didn't dare to make a single sound. There was no trace of the arrogance he had on the top of the mountain before.

"What do you think, Elder?" Nie Yun cast a cautious, inquiring look.

Although this man was nominally his brother-in-law and he knew that he would not do anything to him easily, he still had an instinctive fear when facing Nie Zhaonan.

"As long as you think it's okay, I don't pay much attention to the affairs of a junior. I just happened to see it and became interested." Nie Zhaonan looked at the female cultivator named Wen on the ground meaningfully.

"Yes." Nie Yun agreed respectfully.

"As for you, the Nie family was not the first to act this time. Although you tried to be a little clever, I won't mind it. Just leave." Nie Zhaonan waved his hand at the female cultivator named Wen.

When the female cultivator surnamed Wen heard this, a flash of joy flashed across her face, and she bowed in gratitude: "Thank you, Elder."

She had originally been prepared to be severely punished for carrying out this plan, but she did not expect that Elder Nie would be so understanding and exempt her from punishment.

The female cultivator surnamed Wen stood up and realized that Nie Zhaonan and the other two still had something to discuss, so she took Nie Yuan, who was lying on the ground, out as well.

"You two can't let this matter rest here. You should take it as a warning. Otherwise, if you end up offending someone you shouldn't, even I can't save you." Nie Zhaonan looked at the two of them and reminded them lightly.

"Is there any cultivator that the elders are afraid of?" Chen Qiaotian asked in disbelief with a flash of shock in his eyes.

As soon as he said this, Chen Qiaotian knew that he had made a mistake. Didn't his words reveal the elder's true strength? Although this was just his guess.

Before he finished his sentence, Chen Qiaotian hurriedly apologized, "Please forgive me, Elder."

Nie Zhaonan smiled indifferently and said, "No problem."

Only he himself knows his true strength. Even his fellow Taoists only have a rough understanding of it, not to mention Chen Qiaotian who can only rely on his own guesses.

"In Tiannan, there is indeed no cultivator worthy of my attention, not even the ancient demon." Nie Zhaonan said lightly, and then changed the subject:
"However, there are many old monsters in this world, and there are many with strange temperaments, especially some who like to disguise themselves as low-level monks. If you provoke them, it is not impossible for a family to be destroyed directly."

"With the elders here, no one would be so ignorant." Nie Yun said in a low voice.

"Hmph, do you expect me to protect you all the time? There will always be times when I'm not around." Nie Zhaonan snorted coldly.

"Is the elder going on another long journey? The safety of our family is not a big deal, but what about the Treasure Pavilion?" Chen Qiaotian showed a worried expression.

"Not now, but soon." Nie Zhaonan's voice was not loud, but everyone could hear the unquestionable meaning in it.

After hearing this, Nie Yun and Chen Tian did not dare to say anything to persuade him, even though they did not want to lose Nie Zhaonan, their powerful backer. They just looked complicated.

Nie Zhaonan saw the two's worry and said, "You don't have to worry too much. I won't just leave like this and leave you nothing."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pointed at a storage bag on his waist.

There was no flash of spiritual light on his hand, but three black lights shot out from the storage bag, flashed away, and stood in the hall.

When Nie Yun and Chen Qiaotian saw the three armored figures in front of them, or to be more precise, three refined corpses, they were shocked at first, but then their joy was beyond words.

"With these three bronze-armored corpse kings as the foundation of your two families, it won't be difficult to let the Nie and Chen families survive in the world. How long they can last is not my concern." Nie Zhaonan threw three tokens that appeared in his hand at some point to the two of them.

"Thank you, Elder." After receiving the token, Chen Qiaotian and the other two bowed and expressed their gratitude sincerely.

Two are in the early stage of Nascent Soul, one is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and three are bronze-armored corpse kings. Because they are refined corpses, their strength is even higher than that of the cultivators of the same class.

Only the person in front of me has the courage to give away such a gift.

However, the more they looked at the bronze-armored corpse in front of them, the more they felt it was familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere before. But when they thought about it carefully, they could not remember where. As their hearts were filled with joy, it was not the time for them to think too much, so they stopped thinking about it and just thought that they had remembered it wrong.

After all, when have they ever seen a corpse refined in the Nascent Soul stage?

"With the help of this corpse, and my reputation in Tiannan, there will be no problems in the Treasure Pavilion in the short term." Nie Zhaonan said, feeling that he had made all the arrangements. "We two will live up to the trust of the elders. From now on, we will guard the Treasure Pavilion and take turns to protect it." The two promised hurriedly.

"Ah."

Although the two's cultivation was a little lacking, they still did their job properly. Nie Zhaonan was still very satisfied with their performance. At least it made him feel more at ease than with other people.

"Take this opportunity to tell us all the problems you two encountered in your cultivation. I can give you some pointers." Nie Zhaonan said nonchalantly. It was not difficult for him to guide Jindan cultivators. It was just a piece of cake for him.

"Yes."

The two men collected the corpse in front of them, and then took turns to slowly express the doubts in their hearts, and their words were extremely respectful.

After all, getting this person's guidance would be of great benefit to them, no less than any panacea.

Needless to say, Nie Zhaonan's own cultivation strength is more than enough to guide the two of them, not to mention that he has practiced quite a few secret techniques, covering all aspects of magic power, spiritual awareness, and body refining, and they are all top-level techniques. He even has the Taiyi Divine Thunder Technique, an inherited technique with an unknown end.

Just a few casual sentences, every word was like a gem, and they made the two of them suddenly enlightened, and they looked like they had gained a lot.

This is not the end. After instructing the two on their practice, Nie Zhaonan went on to explain in detail the key points and practice experiences of the subsequent realms, which made Chen Qiaotian and Nie Yun's eyes light up.

What Nie Zhaonan was telling them now was enough to benefit them for the rest of their lives.

While Nie Zhaonan was preaching, a cultivator came to visit Huangfeng Valley. Old Monster Linghu, who was in the main hall of Huangfeng Valley, suddenly changed his expression, as if he sensed something, and looked towards the gate of Huangfeng Valley.

"Such a powerful fluctuation of spiritual energy. This... This seems to be a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage? And there is more than one." Old Monster Linghu shouted, his words full of surprise. If there was no other person here except him, such a loss of composure would probably become a laughing stock.

But suddenly, Old Monster Linghu seemed to have thought of something. He glanced towards Yuxiu Peak and his expression returned to normal. The contrast between the before and after was so great and the changes were so fast that even the changing weather could not compare to it.

"We need to go and welcome him after all." After leaving these words lightly in the hall, Old Monster Linghu turned into a ray of light and flew towards the mountain gate.

Although he did not use his full strength, Old Monster Linghu was actually a mid-stage cultivator. His escape speed was so fast that the cultivators from the Huangfeng Valley who saw him were secretly surprised.

After a while, Old Monster Linghu stood alone above the mountain gate of Huangfeng Valley, looking quietly at the distant sky and waiting silently.

When the gatekeeper monk below saw Elder Linghu coming here, he naturally couldn't hide the horror in his eyes.

However, they did not dare to ask any more questions. They just stood straighter and their eyes became brighter, as if a beam of light was emitted.

Not long after, two long whistles rose into the sky in the distance, accompanied by bursts of breaking air sounds, and then a mellow and clear voice came from the sky.

"Tai Zhen Sect's Zhi Yang and Nine Nations Alliance's Wei Wu Ya are here to visit us. Is Fellow Daoist Linghu here?"

"Master Zhiyang and Wei Wuya?" Old Monster Linghu was a little confused. He originally thought that one of them was the old demon Hehuan.

After all, their Yue Kingdom is the closest to the Hehuan Sect, and the two late-stage cultivators who came today are Zhiyang and Wei Wuya, who are farther away.

Although this distance was nothing considering the escape speed of a late-stage cultivator, it still made him feel a little strange.

Hearing Zhiyang announcing his own name, the gatekeeper disciples below looked at each other in shock. They didn't expect that two late Nascent Soul cultivators would visit at the same time!

Old Monster Linghu did not think much about the matter of Old Demon Hehuan. He flicked his sleeves and a ray of yellow light shot out from them. After circling slightly, it flew towards somewhere in Huangfeng Valley.

After finishing this, Old Monster Linghu did not delay any longer. With spiritual light all around him, he went to greet the two of them.

On a small plain, three stunning rainbow lights faded away, revealing the figures of three people.

When Old Monster Linghu looked closely, he saw a Taoist priest with crystal-clear skin, like a newborn baby, and a long sword on his back. Who else could it be but Master Zhiyang!
The other man was wearing a long robe, with two or three inch long dark green nails on his ten fingers. He was Wei Wuya who practiced poison skills, but upon closer inspection, he was a little pale, as if he had been injured and had not yet fully recovered.

"Greetings to both Taoist friends." Old Monster Linghu did not show any strange expression on his face and greeted them in a friendly manner.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Linghu is still as charming and elegant as ever. You can't tell at all that he is nearing the end of his life. It seems that he has had many opportunities recently." Master Zhiyang looked at the ruddy-faced and energetic Old Monster Linghu and greeted him with a smile.

Wei Wuya also nodded with a smile, without any malicious intent at all.

Master Zhiyang's words seemed to have hit the nail on the head for Old Monster Linghu, causing the smile on his face to grow even more enthusiastic:
"Indeed, I gained a lot from entering the Demon Valley this time. I got a longevity elixir, which increased my lifespan a little."

He originally received an elixir of immortality from Nie Zhaonan, which increased his lifespan by seventy or eighty years. After passing through the Demon Valley, although the process was extremely dangerous, he unexpectedly obtained an ancient elixir that could prolong his lifespan.

In this way, after taking the two elixirs, and considering that he was very good at health preservation, he was confident that he could live another two hundred years.

What's more, if the opportunity is sufficient, there is some hope of advancing to the late Nascent Soul stage.

Linghu Laoguai's words seemed to bring back Wei Wuya's memories of the Falling Demon Valley: "The Falling Demon Valley is a dangerous place with many opportunities and treasures, but Fellow Daoist Linghu is also lucky enough."

"Unlike Wei, not only did he not get any elixirs or treasures, he was also tricked by the Ghost Spirit Sect, and his vitality was damaged. Alas." Wei Wuya sighed helplessly.

Looking back now, he was only focused on finding Lingmiao Garden in order to break through to a higher level, so he was easily deceived by the Guiling Sect.

"Brother Wei, it's a matter of time and fate. If it were so easy to break through the current bottleneck, there wouldn't have been even one Divine Transformation cultivator in Tiannan for thousands of years." Master Zhiyang advised.

"Brother Zhiyang, there is no need to say more. After this incident, I have finally let it go." Wei Wuya flicked his sleeves and spoke in a carefree tone, sweeping away his previous gloom.

"My two fellow Taoists, you are not here to visit my Huangfeng Valley, nor to look for me, right?" Old Monster Linghu asked the two about the purpose of their visit. In fact, he already had some guesses in his mind.

(End of this chapter)