I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 321 The Hidden Dragon Plan (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The backyard of the Immortal Sect headquarters.

Danxi, dressed in red, walked to the winter plum tree and said to Jiang Yurong, "How dare you make me, the dignified leader of the Immortal Alliance, coax you!"

Jiang Yurong's face was grim; she was still angry about the 'Hidden Dragon Plan,' but unfortunately, she was no longer the leader of the alliance and didn't have the ruthless means to dissuade others from their ideas.

"Those who flinch before the battle is cowardly!"

Danxi chuckled and shook her head. "Cultivators are also human beings, and they are even more afraid of death than ordinary people. The current situation is just human nature. You can't always use your own standards to judge others."

"Moreover, the major immortal sects do not intend to withdraw completely. They just want to leave behind a flame for their respective sects, with us old folks staying behind to hold out for Bei Xuan for a while longer."

Jiang Yurong's lips moved, but she didn't say anything.

Since taking the position of leader of the alliance, Danxi has rarely lost her temper with Jiang Yurong, and has instead become very patient.

“Yu Rong, I know your concerns. You are afraid that if this escape route is opened, the major immortal sects will outwardly comply but inwardly defy it, and will no longer have the courage to fight the demonic tide with their backs against the tide. But you have also seen the battle reports of the past six months. This demonic tide is stronger than any previous one. This is because the seals in various places are loosening, and the overall strength of the demonic tide is rapidly increasing.”

"The nine immortal sects and nine seals—if it weren't for the relatively stable seal at Jinzheng Plain, which held the most crucial center, the entire Northern Profound Sect wouldn't have lasted this long. The emergence of the other eight seals is a sign that the Northern Profound Sect is about to collapse completely. We simply don't have the heaven-reaching power of the nine ancient emperors to repair the seals. As long as human desires are insatiable, the demonic tide will never end."

Jiang Yurong suddenly turned to look at Danxi, "Who repaired the seal on Jinzheng Plain?"

Danxi laughed, "You really don't treat your daughter like a human being. She's just a low-level cultivator who hasn't even reached the Golden Core stage yet. The seal on the Golden Zhengyuan Secret Realm could be temporarily repaired because Emperor Kun Fangyi left behind the Breath Soil. Your daughter only slightly purified the polluted Breath Soil, allowing it to give the Zhangtian Ruler a breath of fresh air."

"Do you intend to bind her to other seals and have her purify them one by one, trying them out one by one? You can't even do it yourself, yet you're making things difficult for a child? Isn't her path important to you? Did you even ask her if she was willing?"

Jiang Yurong hesitated slightly, but still said, "If it can save the billions of lives in Beixuan, then so be it..."

"That's bullshit!" Danxi suddenly flew into a rage, her anger surging so fiercely that the plum blossoms fell and the snow in the courtyard melted.

Jiang Yurong retorted, "She received the Azure Emperor's inheritance and possesses the power of purification. This is the consequence she must bear. Not only her, but all those who received the Nine Emperors' inheritances should stay and discuss ways to stabilize the seal! This is the final solution, not choosing to run away like cowards!"

Danxi gritted her teeth in anger, "If we hadn't met when we were both nobody, and hadn't supported each other for hundreds of years to get to where we are today, I would really want to slap you to death!"

Danxi paced back and forth, hands on her hips. "You know perfectly well that even if you squeezed all the other inheritors dry and made them fight to the death, you still couldn't purify and repair all nine seals. In ancient times, it took the combined efforts of the nine emperors to finally suppress the demonic tide. Ayi is just a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and the other inheritors' abilities vary greatly. How could you even come up with such a terrible idea!"

Jiang Yurong's eyes dimmed, and she stopped speaking.

Danxi continued, "If Ayi and the other inheritors were all Nascent Soul cultivators... even if they were only at the Core Formation stage, they might actually be able to give Beixuan a second chance. But they aren't! Speaking of which, Ayi is really unlucky. She encountered the demonic tide twice when she was forming her Core. Last time, you, as her mother, failed to protect her. This time, as her master, I will never let her repeat the same mistake."

“People can’t be so selfish!” Jiang Yurong said.

Danxi sneered, "Aren't you selfish? You unilaterally decided her fate, even if it was for the sake of the common people, it's still selfish in my eyes. It's your selfishness towards her! I'm not discussing this with you now. As my disciple and the seed of the Cangling Sect, once the Boundless Sea Gale stops, I will arrange for her to leave. You'd better behave yourself, or don't blame me for turning ruthless!"

After saying that, Danxi flicked her sleeves and left.

As Danxi reached the corridor, she stopped and looked back at Jiang Yurong, who was dressed in pure white and stood under the withered branches of winter plum blossoms, looking lonely and desolate.

Danxi couldn't bear it. "Once she leaves, I'm afraid I'll never see her again. Don't you plan to say something to her? Even though you're her mother, it's not shameful to apologize to your child and soften your stance."

Jiang Yurong did not turn around; only her cold, hard voice came from behind her.

"I have done nothing wrong, why should I apologize?"

"Alright, alright, Jiang Yurong, you're truly an incredibly stubborn person. I think you're all that's needed to keep the heavens of Beixuan in check!"

After Danxi left, Jiang Yurong stood alone in the courtyard, letting the snowflakes cover her shoulders.

She flipped her hand and took out a gold-embossed invitation card; the three characters "Sword Testing Gathering" gleamed coldly in the snowy light.

As she opened the invitation, her fingertips unconsciously traced the characters 'Jiang Yi'.

The character '易', which had been repeatedly touched, was now mottled, and the '日' radical had been worn away. Only the lonely character '勿' remained, like a heavy sigh frozen on the paper.

Don't look back, don't regret it!
Rumble!
Suddenly, the earth trembled, and the snow on the eaves collapsed in a flurry.

Jiang Yurong swayed slightly, then suddenly looked up. She saw dark clouds surging in the direction of the Liujing Sect, demonic energy rising like a giant wave, instantly obscuring the light and dyeing half the sky a dark purple. ...

at the same time.

A hundred miles offshore from Yunzhan Pass, the golden light curtain of the Ten Directions Heavenly Net Array, like an old man in his twilight years, groaned under the weight of the demonic energy.

Above, the sky was ablaze with the white fire of flying ships from the cultivation world, while below, a dark tide churned with billions of twisted demonic shadows.

"Ready the artillery, fire!"

As the general on the airship roared, all 360 Xuanhuo heavy cannons roared simultaneously.

The fire spewing from the cannon was not ordinary fire, but some kind of powerful strange fire. Each cannonball exploded like the sun falling into the sea, turning the demons within a hundred feet into a foul-smelling blood mist.

However, the remains of the demons in the demonic tide could always wriggle and reassemble like living things. Before the shattered flesh could even hit the ground, it would be devoured and merged by more demons surging from behind, instantly transforming into an even more ferocious form.

At the center of the battle line, Jiang Yi sat cross-legged on the back of Hua Gu, who had transformed into a white crane. The Floating Life Zither lay across his knees as he played a stirring melody, boosting morale while simultaneously condensing sound waves into sword energy to fight amidst the demonic tide.

Hua Gu led Jiang Yi through the most turbulent demonic tide time and time again. Each flap of her wings stirred up frost for miles, but in the end, they could not withstand the foul blood and poisonous miasma rising from the demonic tide.

Hong Li and Zhen Shan Duan Jin were also fighting on the front line against the demonic tide. The battle had lasted for a whole day. Even the medical cultivators in the rear who were replenishing the true essence of everyone and the demons and healing their injuries were exhausted. The flying boat's strange fire cannons were also about to run out.

However, the demonic tide showed no signs of abating, and despair spread among the crowd. People could not withstand the pressure and suddenly went berserk, throwing their magical weapons at their comrades.

Jiang Yi was all alone, facing hundreds or even thousands of cultivators. She couldn't save them in time, so she could only do her best to protect the Cangling Sect members below her.

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from the direction of Liujing Sect.

The golden light curtain of the Ten Directions Heavenly Net Array flickered, showing signs of cracking. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the demonic tide that had been held back broke through the defenses in one fell swoop.

"The left wing has collapsed!"

Suddenly, a burst of scarlet blood erupted on the left flank. It turned out that three Foundation Establishment cultivators who had suddenly become demonized had self-destructed at the same time. The violent surge of spiritual energy tore hundreds of demons and dozens of cultivators, along with their demonic spirits, to shreds.

The empty space was quickly filled by more distorted figures.

"Hold on!"

boom!
The bottom of the flying boat above opened, and a giant war puppet crashed to the ground, stirring up a hundred-foot wave.

The giant war puppet's arms rapidly opened and closed, transforming into a solid giant shield like a city wall. It slammed into the sea, blocking the surging demonic tide behind the shield and giving the cultivators behind it a chance to deal with the part that was rushing in.

From the direction of the deep sea, a golden beam of light at the Nascent Soul level pierced the dark sky and flew towards the Liujing Sect.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yi's heart sank.

That loud noise just now must mean something went wrong in the Liujing Sect. Qianlong Zhenjun, who should have been guarding the first line of defense in the deep sea, should have returned to the Liujing Sect to check the situation.

That first line of defense in the deep sea...

The sky suddenly darkened.

When everyone looked up, they saw a thousand-foot-long flying boat being crushed in mid-air by a bone claw that emerged from the demonic clouds. The burning dragon bones fell like meteors, crashing onto the Ten Directions Heavenly Net Array and splashing dazzling golden light.

Several Golden Core cultivators tried to use their escape light to save people, but as soon as they took flight, they were pierced through the dantian by a scarlet tongue shot out from the clouds, and dragged into the darkness like a string of candied hawthorns.

"It's a Nascent Soul level demon!"

The entire sea suddenly boiled, and a chewing sound that made the heavens and earth tremble came from the darkness.

A mountain of flesh made of rotting arms rose from the seabed, each finger holding the mangled bodies of cultivators and demons. Three enormous eyeballs hovered above its head, and the terrifying mental impact caused Foundation Establishment cultivators within a hundred feet radius to spit blood from all seven orifices.

(End of this chapter)