One person established a clan

Chapter 155 Storm and Cloud
"Master."

As the old man was concentrating on his calculations, the young man in white robes lifted the curtain and entered the cabin:
"Both the Wangshan Sect and the Yixian Sect have arrived, and the first seal of the secret realm has been broken, hmm?"

Before he could finish speaking, he looked out the window with a serious expression, as if something had caught his attention.

"Master? What has happened outside?"

"Look over there."

The old man pointed with a deep voice: "Do you recognize the master on that flying sword?"

The young man in white robes quickly peered over, then hesitated and said, "The flying sword is surrounded by swirling clouds and mist; it's not very clear."

"I feel the same way."

Upon hearing this, the white-robed youth was immediately shocked. "Even you, Master, can't see through their true strength?"

The old man nodded solemnly: "Although that flying sword is of extraordinary quality, it is not enough to deceive my calculations."

However, the auras of the two figures wielding the swords were unpredictable and difficult to fathom, no matter how one tried to decipher them. Such skill undoubtedly belonged to a cultivator at the Spirit Profound level.

The white-robed youth's expression grew increasingly grave. "Besides you, there are already three Spirit Profound Realm cultivators."

"Don't let your guard down."

The old man said meaningfully, "This secret realm is of great importance. We must restrain everyone and not make enemies easily."

"Master, rest assured, I will definitely explain everything clearly to the other elders!"

As the storm subsided, the various forces surrounding Tianqi Mountain regrouped, each harboring their own thoughts.

The top immortal sects present also took notice of these powerful outsiders.

"The news spreads quickly; even cultivators from other countries have arrived."

On the ancient spirit boat, a burly man stood with a sword on his back.

With his thick eyebrows and broad face, he scanned the surroundings with piercing eyes: "Two at the peak of the Danxuan realm and three at the upper Danxuan realm are all powerful experts."

"But compared to Senior Brother Wang, there are not many people who can catch my eye."

Soon after, a handsome man strolled over, fanning himself and chuckling, "With you in charge, our Yi Xian Sect is sure to return with a full harvest this time."

"Stop teasing me."

Wang Zichen glanced at him helplessly: "If we encounter a cultivator at the Spirit Profound level, even if we join forces, we will have difficulty withstanding a single blow."

“The sect leader will handle Lingxuan, while we peak masters only need to deal with our peers.”

Sun Rui smiled knowingly: "Look at all the Danxuan cultivators present today, how many can compare to us?"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly stopped smiling, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Wang Zichen raised an eyebrow slightly: "What?"

"It seems I was overconfident."

Sun Rui closed his folding fan, his expression grave: "There are at least three other forces that should not be underestimated."

Wang Zichen let out a soft exclamation, followed his gaze, and quickly frowned as well.

One of them, riding a white jade spirit boat, had been unremarkable before, but remained completely still after the recent turmoil, making it stand out from the crowd.

One of them was piloting a black shuttle, and one could vaguely sense a powerful aura emanating from it.

And the last party.
"Flying swords?" Wang Zichen asked in a low voice, "Who are these?"

"That white jade spirit boat seems to be the work of Changjing Pavilion."

Sun Rui pondered for a moment and said, "And the black shuttle mostly comes from Wenyou Mountain."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zichen's eyes twitched slightly. "They are all renowned and powerful families. If it really is them, then it is indeed troublesome."

"As for the figure on the flying sword, its background is unknown."

Sun Rui's eyes flickered uncertainly: "However, to be able to use a pill-grade treasure as a flying sword, one must not be an ordinary person."

Once Tianqi Mountain returned to tranquility, Su Cheng noticed many eyes turning towards him.

"Xuan'er, do you remember any of these sects?"

"I don't know much about the Kingdom of Baichuan."

Shi Xuan had now transformed into a jade butterfly and settled on his shoulder. "However, those sects over there look somewhat familiar." "Oh?" Su Cheng looked at the two spirit boats, one black and one white.

"They are"

"Changjing Pavilion and Wenyou Mountain".

Shi Xuan explained in a low voice, "It is a well-known immortal sect, not much weaker than the Heaven-Seizing Alliance."

Su Cheng looked surprised: "Aren't they sects from the Hundred Rivers Kingdom?"

“Of course not.” Shi Xuan smiled. “Many sects are built in places with abundant spiritual energy, so they don’t need to depend on any country.”

"I was confused," Su Cheng patted his forehead.

These immortal sects and clans possess the power to move mountains and overturn seas, so they certainly don't need to rely on secular dynasties.

I've been busy traveling between Baichuan and Dongchen lately, and have had dealings with the royal families of both countries, so I'd forgotten about this.

"What are the reputations of these two sects?"

"Changjing Pavilion is not bad. Most of its cultivators are devoted to cultivation and rarely go out to interfere in the secular world."

Shi Xuan murmured, "However, Youshan has a rather fierce reputation. Over the past few hundred years, it has fought against many sects to achieve its current status."

Su Cheng frowned slightly. "It seems this trip won't be peaceful."

As time passed, the sun began to set, casting its last rays across the mountains.

The various factions present remained silent, but secretly began to form alliances and test each other.

Some forces secretly formed alliances and cooperated, while others remained wary of each other. As night fell, a chilling atmosphere quietly permeated the mountains.

"—Have you found out who those two people are?"

Faced with his master's inquiry, the white-robed youth smiled wryly and said, "I have asked almost everywhere, but no one knows."

The white-bearded old man stared intently at the distant, suspended sword shadow, muttering, "Both Changjing Pavilion and Wenyou Mountain are here. Could this person be a cultivator from Sumeru Cave, or from Fulong Hall... Hmm?"

He suddenly looked surprised, and saw two more spirit boats flying through the air in the distance.

"Is that... a member of the royal family?"

"And Lingshan Sect."

The old man stroked his beard and sighed, "It's rare for Sect Leader Wei to mobilize such a large force; it seems they are determined to succeed on this trip."

The white-robed youth's expression was solemn: "There are powerful figures guarding the royal family's spirit ship; their aura is incredibly formidable."

"After all, the Imperial Seal of the State is located within the secret realm, so they naturally cannot sit idly by."

The old man squinted his cloudy eyes and slowly said, "However, with even them here, the situation is likely to become even more chaotic."

Before he could finish speaking, the master and apprentice looked surprised.

Suddenly, several figures flew out from the two spirit boats and moved toward the suspended flying sword.

And the people in charge were none other than the Crown Prince and Master Wei.
"Young Master Su's speed is truly astonishing."

Sect Master Wei stood several feet away, smiling as he slowly cupped his hands in greeting: "Even with the full force of our Lingshan Sect driving the spirit boat, we were still more than half a day behind."

"Traveling light will definitely be faster."

As the clouds and mist dissipated, Su Chengzheng's figure, sitting cross-legged on his flying sword, came into view.

He turned his head and said calmly, "When will this secret realm open?"

Master Wei calculated with his fingers: "At dawn, we can throw in the key and open the gate to the secret realm."

Su Cheng nodded in understanding and immediately closed his eyes to rest again.

Seeing that he was unwilling to say more, Sect Master Wei did not press the matter and quickly returned to the spirit boat.

The Crown Prince hesitated, and after a moment's deliberation, he finally left dejectedly.

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This scene, witnessed by all parties, immediately aroused much surprise and speculation.

It's one thing for the Ling Shan Sect Master to treat this person with such respect, but why is even the usually arrogant Crown Prince so fearful and cautious?

(End of this chapter)