Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Gui Qiansui remained expressionless, as if he had seen it all before. He walked straight to the edge of the pond, about three zhang away, and knelt on one knee.

"Your Highness, the Lin family has been destroyed, and all resistance forces within Tonghai County have been eliminated."

"The city's grand formation is completely under control, checkpoints have been set up at all four key roads, the Li family has completely submitted, and all the beautiful women in the city have been selected and will soon be sent to the imperial palace in batches."

He paused, then continued, "Also, scouts have reported that the Tianhe Sword Sect is heading towards my Tonghai County."

Prince Moang, who was enjoying the young woman's massage, raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, a hint of mockery flashing in his dragon eyes: "Tianhe Sword Sect? The sect founded by that old woman Biluo? Isn't it based in Bihua Mountain in Wuling County?"

Why are you coming this way?

Gui Qiansui said in a deep voice: "According to reports, the Tianhe Sword Sect clashed with Lu Ding, the Grand Commander of the Lu family, at Bihua Mountain. The sect's gate was destroyed, and the immortal ancestor's Dharma form was shattered, and his fate is unknown. The sect was forced to retreat."

"Now he is leading over a thousand disciples, riding twelve Star River Crossing Ships, and hundreds of savage beast mounts, entering the territory of my Tonghai County in a grand procession. It seems... he intends to settle down in Tonghai County."

"Ah."

Prince Moang chuckled, took the wine cup handed to him by the elder sister, and drank it all in one gulp.

"A stray dog ​​like you dares to come to my territory and cause trouble? You're simply courting death."

He put down his wine glass, and the dragon's tail swayed gently in the pool, splashing water.

"This time, my father has issued an edict ordering me to occupy Tonghai County, establish a Dragon Palace in the South China Sea, and extend the Dragon Clan's influence to the Southern Frontier and the South China Sea. No mistakes are allowed."

“Any force that dares to extend its reach must be crushed.”

Prince Moang looked at Turtle Thousand Years Old, his eyes gleaming with golden light:

"Prime Minister Gui, what do you think we should do?"

Gui Qiansui said without hesitation: "Although the Tianhe Sword Sect was defeated, it was once a branch of the Kunlun lineage. Its founder was Biluo Yuanjun of the Kunlun lineage. The sect has no less than ten Loose Immortal Ancestors and Primordial Spirit True Persons. Its strength should not be underestimated. If we allow them to establish themselves in Tonghai County, they will become a major threat."

"I suggest that we immediately send troops to intercept them and order them to withdraw from Tonghai County."

"If you do not comply... you will be killed without mercy."

Prince Moang nodded in satisfaction: "Good, you shall lead three thousand sailors to stop them."

Gui Qiansui hesitated for a moment: "Your Highness, although the Tianhe Sword Sect has been defeated, their Yuan Shen True Person is still alive. If they launch a desperate counterattack, I'm afraid they will be overwhelmed by only three thousand sailors..."

"Ok?"

Prince Moang narrowed his eyes slightly.

Prince Gui quickly bowed his head, "It is not that I am afraid of battle, but the Star River Sword Formation formed by the twelve Star River Crossing Boats of the Tianhe Sword Sect is quite powerful. I would not regret dying, but I am afraid of delaying Your Highness's important matters."

Prince Moang waved his hand dismissively.

"Eighteen crabs, no trace of sand."

Outside the hall, the two generals bowed simultaneously: "Your subordinate is here!"

"You two, go with the Turtle Minister as well."

Prince Moang raised his voice, carrying an undeniable authority, "Block them first. If they disobey and dare to make a move that will only bring death..."

A cruel glint flashed in his eyes.

"Then I, the Crown Prince, will personally tear them all to shreds."

Turtle Thousand-Year-Old's spirits lifted: "Your subject obeys!"

The crab's eighteen giant claws clashed, producing a metallic clang, and it sneered, "I've been quite idle lately, and it's been a long time since I've eaten human blood."

Sha Wuhen licked his lips, his shark teeth flashing coldly: "Yes, Your Highness."

Prince Moang lay back down in the pool, embraced the mother and daughter, and lazily waved his hand, "Go on, don't let those small fry disturb my enjoyment."

"Yes!"

Turtle Thousand Years Old, Crab Eighteen, and Sand Without Trace responded in unison and left the main hall.

The palace doors closed, and the decadent music resumed.

Gui Qiansui walked to the square and looked at the two generals: "Generals, muster your troops and follow me."

"Yes!"

Crab Eighteen and Sand Without Trace returned to their respective camps, and a moment later, the three thousand sailors had assembled.

"set off!"

At Gui Qiansui's command, he transformed into a jet of dark water and soared into the sky.

Crab 18 and Sand Without Trace followed closely behind.

Below, three thousand sailors roared in unison, the battle formation was activated, and towering waves appeared out of nowhere, lifting the entire formation into the air, like a river stretching across the sky, rushing westward.

……

The western border of Tonghai County, above the Blackwater River.

The Blackwater River is a long river that flows from the South China Sea into the inland, running mightily through the entire Tonghai Commandery, and also serving as the dividing line between Wuling Commandery and Tonghai Commandery.

At this moment, the Tianhe Sword Sect's procession was marching forward in a grand and imposing manner.

Twelve Star River Crossing Ships sailed at the forefront, their bronze hulls shrouded in a flowing Star River barrier, scattering starlight.

Hundreds of sword lights flew around the fleet, and wild beasts galloped through the air. The procession of hundreds of cultivators stretched for more than ten miles.

suddenly……

"Boom!"

A deafening roar of waves echoed from the horizon ahead.

A massive wave, thousands of feet wide and towering into the clouds, suddenly appeared, blocking the path of the Tianhe Sword Sect's group like an insurmountable chasm.

Countless aquatic soldiers could be vaguely seen amidst the waves, their banners fluttering and their murderous aura soaring to the sky.

In the middle of the waves, Turtle Thousand Years stood with his hands behind his back, his dark armor gleaming with a cold, hard luster under the gloomy skylight.

On the left, Crab Eighteen holds a three-pointed double-edged knife, his crab eyes ferocious; on the right, Sha Wuhen holds a halberd upside down, its shark teeth chilling.

Two terrifying beings at the peak of the Great Demon King realm stood on either side, their malevolent aura spreading out as if it were tangible, dispersing the clouds within a hundred miles.

Three thousand sailors lined up on the water wall, shrimp soldiers, crab generals, fish spirits, turtle monsters, each wielding weapons, forming a mysterious military formation.

Above the army formation, a ferocious phantom of a sea-overturning black dragon circled and roared, baring its fangs and claws, howling to the sky, its demonic power overwhelming.

"Stop!"

Turtle Thousand Years' voice was like thunder, rolling and spreading, causing the surface of the Blackwater River below to erupt with waves hundreds of feet high.

The Tianhe Sword Sect team came to an abrupt end.

The twelve magic boats hovered, the savage beasts stopped, and the sword light ceased.

Bixiao Zhenren led the way, followed by five Yuan Shen Zhenren: Biyuan, Yuheng, Tianchi, Chishan, and Hanxia. There were also eight elders from the sect who had barely broken through to the first level of the Yuan Shen realm, bringing up the rear.

Thirteen primordial spirit immortals stood side by side, with strange phenomena appearing behind them.

Above Master Bixiao's head, the illusory image of the Azure River flowed; behind Master Biyuan, the abyss of swords and countless souls floated and sank; behind Master Tianchi, three thousand sword lights rose and fell; behind Master Yuheng, nebulae spun; behind Master Chishan, the crimson sun rose, surrounded by seven fire dragons; around Master Hanxia, ​​the icy divine light condensed into ice crystal lotuses...

The combined might of the thirteen Nascent Soul cultivators was earth-shattering.

"Who goes there and why are you blocking my way?" Master Bixiao, as the sect leader, spoke first, his voice calm and steady.

Gui Qiansui's gaze swept over the nine primordial spirits, a slight chill running through him. The Heavenly River Sword Sect was indeed profoundly powerful; even after suffering a major defeat, thirteen primordial spirits still remained alive. However, he remained outwardly calm, his voice icy.

"I am Turtle Minister under the Third Prince of the East Sea Dragon Palace, Turtle Thousand Years Old."

"By order of His Highness the Crown Prince, Tonghai County has been placed under the jurisdiction of the Dragon Palace, and no outside force is allowed to enter without permission."

"Fellow members of the Tianhe Sword Sect, please return the way you came."

"If you dare to advance even half a step... it will be considered an invasion, and you will be killed without mercy!"

The last four words were filled with murderous intent, and the three thousand sailors roared in unison, while the phantom of the Black Dragon Overturning the Sea roared and shook the heavens above the army formation.

Master Chishan, with his most volatile temper, laughed angrily upon hearing this.

"What arrogance! When did Tonghai County become the territory of the Dragon Palace? This place is the territory of our human race. We can come and go as we please. Is it any of your business, Dragon Palace?!"

Crab Eighteen swung its massive pincers and snarled, "Old man, you think you're so tough? If you don't get lost, I'll tear you apart and eat you with my wine!"

Sha Wuhen rubbed his shark teeth together, his eyes gleaming with ferocity: "Why waste words with them? Just kill them all and extract their souls to refine them!"

The three thousand sailors roared once more, their murderous aura soaring into the sky, startling the birds within a hundred miles into scattering in all directions.

On the Tianhe Sword Sect's side, thousands of disciples also unleashed their flying swords and magical treasures. Sword light soared into the sky, and savage beasts roared, instantly creating a tense atmosphere.

Master Bixiao raised his hand to suppress the commotion behind him, looked at Turtle Thousand Years, and said in a calm voice, “Prime Minister Turtle, we do not intend to be enemies with the Dragon Palace. It’s just that our sect has encountered a change in Wuling County and needs to find a place to settle down.”

"Tonghai County is a vast territory. We only seek a small place to settle down and will never infringe upon the interests of the Dragon Palace. Could you please do us a favor?"

He adopted a very humble attitude.

There was no other way. He had just been utterly defeated by Lu Ding, and the fate of his ancestor was unknown. Unless absolutely necessary, he really didn't want to fight the Dragon Clan head-on again.

In fact, he had already anticipated this situation on his way here.

The Dragon Palace of the East Sea has unfathomable depths, and the dragon race is so powerful that it requires the entire human race to contend with it.

Ordinary people don't know the details of the Dragon Palace, but as the head of the Tianhe Sword Sect and a branch of the Kunlun lineage, he naturally knows the secrets of the Dragon Palace.

Upon hearing the title "Third Prince of the Dragon Palace," he knew that the newcomer must be a demon saint with true dragon blood, and being ranked third among the princes of the Dragon Palace meant that he was a powerful figure that they could not contend with.

Although the Grand Commander of the Lu family is strong, he cannot possibly be stronger than Moang.

The reason they dared to come to Tonghai County was because the high-ranking Buddhist and Taoist leaders had a tacit understanding and had been working together to put pressure on the dragons to prevent them from coming ashore.

If the Dragon Clan Demon Saint truly dares to kill a major human sect, a true human immortal will surely descend to intervene.

But... that was for dealing with dragons.

Currently, the Kunlun and Taiqing lineages are joining forces with Buddhism to plan the separation of heaven and man. Many patriarchs are unable to descend to the mortal realm and instead remain in the heavenly court to check and balance certain powerful figures.

Therefore, if it is an internal conflict among humans, such as the conflict between the Lu family and the Tianhe Sword Sect, the human immortals will not descend to the mortal realm to intervene.

Dragons are the true enemy of humanity.

Although the Phoenix Clan was powerful, even once establishing the Undying Palace and occupying the southern border, and producing a Great Sage like Kong Lingxuan, the Phoenix Clan reproduced too slowly and had few offspring, so it was not enough to threaten the foundation of the human race.

The dragon race is lewd, and its reproduction rate and number of offspring far exceed those of the phoenix race, resulting in countless powerful individuals.

Only through the combined efforts of Buddhism and Taoism can it be suppressed in the East China Sea.

Over the years, the Dragon Clan has been constantly trying to spread its influence throughout the world and expand its territory. The current situation of the Third Prince of the Dragon Palace in the Southern Frontier is just one of many actions taken by the Dragon Clan.

Therefore, the Tianhe Sword Sect would rather risk confronting the Dragon Clan than return to Wuling County to fight the Lu family to the death. The latter was an internal struggle, and dying there would be pointless; the former was about resisting external enemies, and there might still be a chance for a turnaround.

Upon hearing Bixiao Zhenren's words, Gui Qiansui scoffed:
"The Kunlun lineage? Ha... If the Kunlun sect itself were to come, the Dragon Palace would naturally give them some face. But you... are nothing but defeated generals who were beaten like stray dogs by the Lu family. Do you even deserve to invoke the name of Kunlun?"

He held up a finger.

"A quarter of an hour."

“If you have not withdrawn from the borders of Tonghai County by a quarter of an hour…”

A cold glint flashed in Gui Qiansui's eyes.

"Kill without mercy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three thousand sailors roared in unison, and the fierce aura of their army soared into the sky, completely dispersing the clouds within a hundred miles and revealing a gloomy sky.

On the Tianhe Sword Sect's side, all the disciples gripped their sword hilts tightly, the savage beasts roared restlessly, and the sword light flickered erratically.

The atmosphere was like a taut bowstring, ready to snap at any moment.

Time passes minute by minute.

The sun had already set halfway down, dusk was deepening, and the sky was tinged with a dark reddish hue.

On both banks of the Burial Dragon River, countless birds and beasts had already fled in terror, the river water surged backward, and the wind howled.

Thousands of troops from both sides faced off, sword light mingled with water waves, and primordial spirit phenomena collided with the demon king's malevolent aura, creating terrifying energy turbulence between heaven and earth.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and thunder was visible in the distance, as if even heaven and earth were trembling with fear for the impending great battle.

Above Master Bixiao's head, the illusory image of the Azure River flowed slowly; behind Master Biyuan, countless souls floated and sank in the abyss sword pool; behind Master Chishan, seven fire dragons coiled and roared; and around Master Hanxia, ​​countless ice crystal sword blades condensed from the icy divine light of the Ice Soul...

Sparks flew from the friction of the crab's eighteen giant pincers, sand dripped from the shark's teeth, and ancient tortoise shell patterns appeared on the surface of the thousand-year-old black armor. Above the three thousand naval soldiers, the phantom of the sea-covering black dragon roared to the sky...

An atmosphere of grimness permeated the heavens and earth, so oppressive that it was suffocating.

In the distance, atop a solitary peak.

Wu Tian stood quietly in the shadows, his Golden Eyes activated, taking in everything.

"Let me see just how much the Third Prince of the Dragon Palace really weighs."

Time passed slowly amidst the intensely tense standoff.

As the last rays of the setting sun sank below the horizon, and the last trace of warmth in the world was swallowed by twilight, the last bit of patience in Gui Qiansui's vertical pupils was completely worn away.

"The time has come!"

His icy voice, like the tolling of a death knell, shattered the deathly silence.

"Tianhe Sword Sect, you...you're courting death!"

"boom!!!"

Three thousand sailors roared in unison, and the phantom of the Sea-Overturning Black Dragon above the army formation suddenly solidified, its scales fully revealed, and its pair of vertical pupils burst with bloodthirsty ferocity. Its massive body stirred up the dark waters of the sky and, with a terrifying power that tore through the void, it fiercely pounced towards the Star River Crossing Calamity Ship at the forefront of the Heavenly River Sword Sect!

"Formation!"

Master Bixiao roared fiercely, and the Tianhe Sword Sect members, who were prepared, instantly changed formation.

On the surfaces of the twelve Star River Crossing Ships, the ancient and complex Star River Forbidden Laws simultaneously shone with dazzling light, and beams of starlight shot into the sky, intertwining and connecting in the void, transforming into a huge Star River Sword Net covering an area of ​​twenty miles.

Within the sword network, each node is a dazzling star. Upon closer inspection, these stars are actually formed from billions of tiny sword energies, interconnected and endlessly cycling.

This is the Star River Formation of the Tianhe Sword Sect.

At this moment, with twelve ships as the base, thirteen Yuan Shen True Persons as the hub, and the magical power of thousands of disciples as the source, the Azure Heaven River was activated, and its power was approaching that of a Loose Immortal.

The phantom of the Overturning Sea Dragon crashed heavily into the Star River Sword Net.

"clang!!"

A deafening clang of metal clashing resounded through the sky, and the point of impact erupted with light more dazzling than the sun. The turbulent energy flow transformed into a visible circular shockwave that swept in all directions.

The Blackwater River below was forced into a massive depression several miles in diameter, the water flowing backwards to expose its riverbed; mountains on both banks collapsed, boulders tumbling down; clouds within a hundred miles shattered, and the stars in the night sky trembled. (End of Chapter)