Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Upon hearing this, Moang chuckled lightly, reached out and straightened his cuffs, his posture casual, as if he were chatting with an old friend.

"Lady Biluo is joking."

He paused, his dragon eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was clearly sarcastic.

"Aren't you Buddhist and Taoist sects working together to plan the separation of heaven and humanity? What, you're allowed to restrain others while you yourselves are free of any restrictions, descending to the mortal realm whenever you want?"

"Or……"

His gaze swept over the shattered Tianhe Sword Sect ranks below, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "This rule of separating the mortal and the human is only used to restrain us, but it makes an exception for your own people?"

The beautiful face of the Jade Emperor remained completely calm as she said indifferently, "Since the heavenly rules have not yet been established, I will naturally come."

Her gaze shifted, sweeping over the remaining members of the Heavenly River Sword Sect below. Her gaze was calm and unwavering, yet it caused Master Bixiao and the others to lower their heads, not daring to look directly at her.

"not to mention……"

Her tone suddenly turned cold, and the band of light connecting the azure sky behind her suddenly brightened, causing ripples to spread across the entire blue sky.

"You want to exterminate my lineage? As the founder of the Tianhe Sword Sect, how can I sit idly by?"

"Ha!" Moang chuckled, his dragon claws trembling slightly, as if he wanted to continue pressing down, but sensing the terrifying aura on Biluo Yuanjun that was connected to Biluo Tian, ​​he ultimately restrained himself.

Although he was arrogant, he was by no means stupid.

This Biluo Yuanjun may appear petite and cute, but she is actually ruthless and possesses fierce supernatural powers. She was already famous throughout the Three Realms thousands of years ago.

This woman is most famous for creating the "Azure Heaven Harmony Technique," an extremely wicked technique that involves taking the heavens as one's husband and achieving union with the azure sky.

Therefore, many celestial beings and gods mocked her as Lady Biluo.

After creating this method, she offered her physical body to Biluotian, thereby gaining extremely high authority in Biluotian and becoming extremely difficult to deal with.

If it really came down to a fight, he would be no match for him.

Moang's mind raced, but he showed no sign of it on his face.

"Exterminate the orthodox tradition?"

He pointed to the disheveled Tianhe Sword Sect members below, "Madam Biluo, you're exaggerating. Aren't these people still alive and well?"

He changed the subject, "But when your disciples were driven to the brink of despair by the Lu family of Wuling County, their sect destroyed and their reputation utterly ruined... why didn't you, as their patriarch, lift a finger?"

"The Lu family of Wuling County, a mere newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator, actually managed to control an entire county and drive your Heavenly River Sword Sect out of Wuling..."

Upon hearing this, Biluo Yuanjun was not angered; however, the azure sky behind her seemed to darken even further.

“The actions of the disciples are governed by their own cause and effect.”

Her voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority: "If one's skills are inferior, it is only right to suffer setbacks. The conflict between the Lu family and my Tianhe Sword Sect is an internal affair of the human race. Victory or defeat, life or death, depends on one's own abilities."

"but……"

Her tone suddenly turned sharp, each word piercing like an ice pick:

"If the Dragon Clan intends to bully the weak and slaughter my human disciples with the body of a True Dragon Demon Saint, then don't blame me for being impolite."

As the last three words were uttered, the temperature of the world plummeted.

Even Wu Tian, ​​who was watching the battle from afar, felt his blood flow slow down and his magic power circulation become sluggish.

Moang fell silent.

The dragon claw hovered in mid-air, unable to advance, yet unwilling to retreat.

He certainly wanted to tear the woman apart, but he simply couldn't beat her.

"Enough, I, the true dragon, can bend and stretch, and I never act rashly."

He gave himself an out, then took a deep breath.

After a long while, the dragon claw slowly retracted, and the terrifying scene that blotted out the sky gradually dissipated, eventually turning into a golden light, returning to Moang's back, and merging into the aura of dragon might surrounding him.

Mo Ang's somber voice rang out, this time addressed to Turtle Thousand Years in the battlefield below, "Turtle Prime Minister, allocate the Lin family's land to them."

Gui Qiansui was taken aback, looked up at Moang, and hesitated, "Your Highness, although the Lin family's location is remote, it is close to the South China Sea and has a well-developed water system. If we give it to them..."

"I know!" Moang transmitted his voice. "They are isolated by the county city, like turtles in a jar. Let them live a miserable life for now, and deal with them slowly later."

He paused, then turned to look at Biluo Yuanjun, his cold laughter echoing across the battlefield, "Lady Biluo, is this land enough for your followers to settle down?"

Biluo Yuanjun remained expressionless, simply saying, "Alright."

Upon hearing this, Mo Ang snorted coldly, his dragon eyes sweeping over the remaining members of the Tianhe Sword Sect below, a cold smile curving his lips.

"I have taken note of what happened today."

"Biluo Tianfei, I hope you can always protect them."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped and his golden aura suddenly surged, transforming him into a dazzling golden light that streaked across the sky like a shooting star, disappearing in the direction of Tonghai County City in an instant.

The terrifying dragon's might that enveloped the battlefield gradually dissipated.

……

Just as Mo Ang left, the Tianhe Sword Sect members who had narrowly escaped death on the battlefield below finally recovered from their extreme shock and fear.

"The Ancestor... the Ancestor has descended to the mortal realm!"

It's unclear who shouted this first, but all the disciples of the Tianhe Sword Sect were so excited that they trembled all over.

As the sect leader, Master Bixiao endured his injuries and struggled to get up from the ruins. He straightened his tattered Daoist robe and, together with many other Nascent Soul Realm Masters, knelt down in the void and bowed deeply to the Biluo Yuanjun high in the sky.

"This unworthy disciple, Bixiao, along with the disciples of the Tianhe Sword Sect, pays respects to our ancestor!"

“We disciples are incompetent and have brought shame upon our ancestor, who has descended to the mortal realm. We deserve to die a thousand deaths.”

Master Bixiao's voice was choked with sobs, and his eyes were red-rimmed. The people behind him were also in tears, feeling both relief at surviving the ordeal and shame and fear in the face of their ancestor.

Those surviving ordinary disciples, regardless of the severity of their injuries, struggled to kneel down and kowtow in the direction of Biluo Yuanjun, many of them weeping uncontrollably.

"Greetings, Ancestral Master!"

"Thank you so much, Master, for saving my life!"

"Grandmaster, be merciful!"

In an instant, a chorus of cries, a mixture of sorrow and joy, rang out on the battlefield.

Biluo Yuanjun lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on the kneeling crowd, her eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

She didn't tell them to get up, but spoke calmly, her voice cold:

"Get up."

These three short words made Master Bixiao and the others tense up. They dared not be negligent in the slightest and quickly stood up respectfully, with their hands at their sides, like children waiting to be scolded.

Biluo Yuanjun's gaze swept over everyone, especially lingering on Bixiao, Biyuan, and Tianchi for a moment. These three had the most severe injuries and were weak, clearly having suffered losses in the previous battle.

"Your actions were reckless and underestimating the enemy, which led to this defeat."

Her voice was calm, yet every word was like a knife:

"The Lu family's affair is a lesson. If we lose, we must accept it. If we are not as skilled as others, there is nothing to say."

Upon hearing this, Master Bixiao and the others felt even more ashamed and bowed their heads deeply.

"Disciple knows his mistake!"

Biluo Yuanjun continued:
"The Lin family's land in Tonghai County, though remote and small, is still a place where they can barely establish themselves."

"After you go there, manage things well and recuperate. The Dragon Clan will take care of its affairs."

She paused, her tone turning cold:
"Remember, from today onwards, unless there is a calamity that wipes out your entire family, I will no longer interfere in the mortal realm."

"You all should take care of yourselves."

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads, chilling the hearts of Master Bixiao and the others who had still held some hope. They had thought that their ancestor's descent to the mortal realm would uphold justice for them, and perhaps even help them reclaim Wuling County. But now it seemed that their ancestor had no intention of interfering in their feud with the Lu family.

Master Bixiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but when he met the indifferent blue eyes of Lord Biluo, all his words stuck in his throat.

In the end, he could only offer a deep bow:
"Disciple... will respectfully obey the ancestral master's instructions."

Biluo Yuanjun ignored them and turned her gaze to the distant, solitary peak where Wu Tian was hiding.

"After watching for so long, it's time for you to show yourself."

"Come here, let's talk."

Wu Tian's heart sank.

He was extremely well hidden, and even the Third Prince of the Dragon Palace did not discover him, but this Biluo Yuanjun saw through his hiding place at a glance.

And judging from her tone, she had obviously already discovered him.

Helpless, Wu Tian had no choice but to emerge from the shadows, transforming into a golden ray of light, and fly to a point a hundred feet in front of Biluo Yuanjun, where he respectfully bowed.

"Lu Ding of the Lu family of Wuling greets the Jade Empress."

He adopted a very humble attitude.

There was no way around it; this was a ruthless character whom even the Third Prince of the Dragon Palace feared and yielded to. Right now, he was far from being a match for him.

Biluo Yuanjun scrutinized him, her azure eyes sparkling with starlight, as if she wanted to see him through to the core.

Her gaze was calm and unwavering, but Wu Tian felt an invisible pressure enveloping his entire body, as if every inch of his skin, every strand of magical power, and even the secrets deep within his soul were being examined and analyzed.

After a moment, she nodded slightly:

"Kuafu bloodline, divine and demonic totem, the Heavenly Pillar... Not bad."

"Come with me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she flicked her sleeve lightly.

Wu Tian felt a blur before his eyes, and the scenery around him instantly changed, space shifted, and time flowed backward. When he looked again, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar place.

This is an ancient palace suspended in the endless void.

The palace is entirely constructed of a certain bluish-green divine jade, majestic and magnificent, stretching for hundreds of miles, with carved beams and painted rafters, flying eaves and brackets, exuding an ancient and vicissitudes of Taoist charm.

The palace was surrounded by a faint, colorful glow, in which the phantoms of dragons and phoenixes circled, cranes and other mythical birds flew about, golden lotuses bloomed out of thin air, and divine springs gushed forth.

Looking up, the sky was not the usual blue, but a turquoise color like a huge lake, clear and transparent, shimmering, as if the whole sky was an inverted mirror of the heavens.

The air was filled with an intense, almost overwhelming, spiritual energy. With each breath, one could feel every pore of their body opening up, and their magical power naturally increasing.

This place is clearly a blessed land, independent of the outside world, forming its own realm, and of extremely high quality.

Wu Tian was standing on the white jade square in front of the main hall of the palace.

The plaza was a thousand feet wide, its surface as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the light of the sky and the shadows of the clouds. Seventy-two towering jade pillars stood around it, each carved with a different constellation pattern, emanating a faint sense of awe.

The main hall is 99 feet high, with its doors wide open, and the interior is softly lit, allowing glimpses of the furnishings inside.

The petite figure of Biluo Yuanjun was already seated on a jade throne deep within the main hall.

The jade throne was carved from a single piece of Azure Jade, shaped like a lotus platform, and shimmered with precious light. She leaned against the throne, one hand supporting her chin, her azure palace dress billowing out. Her petite figure contrasted sharply with the enormous jade throne, yet she possessed an aura of absolute dominance.

"Come in." A clear voice came from inside the hall.

Wu Tian composed himself and stepped into the main hall.

The interior space was even more spacious than it appeared from the outside, with a thick cloud carpet covering the floor, which was soft and silent underfoot.

The walls are covered with many ancient paintings, some depicting the celestial river, others the movement of stars, and still others showing fairies dancing. Each painting contains profound Taoist charm.

The interior of the hall is furnished in a simple and elegant style, with a jade table, incense burner, zither stand, and bookshelves filled with jade books and gold scrolls, exuding the atmosphere of time.

Wu Tian walked to a spot ten feet in front of the jade throne and bowed again.

"Junior Lu Ding pays respects to the Jade Empress."

Biluo Yuanjun's gaze fell on him.

Wu Tian immediately felt an invisible pressure, as if he were facing not a petite girl, but the entire vast and boundless sky.

"No need to be polite."

Her voice was calm, "I have no ill intentions towards you. As long as the Tianhe Sword Sect is not wiped out, I will not interfere in the conflicts in the lower realms."

Wu Tian felt slightly relieved, but remained cautious:

"What are your instructions, Lord Yuan?"

Biluo Yuanjun gazed at him with her emerald eyes, her gaze as deep and unfathomable as an abyss:

"I've called you here today to tell you something..."

She paused, her voice becoming serious, "No matter how much infighting and strife there is within the human race, when facing the dragons, we must unite as one."

"That's the bottom line."

"Otherwise, it would mean cutting yourself off from the human race and from the Heavenly Court."

Her tone was calm, but the weight of her words sent a chill down Wu Tian's spine.

Wu Tian was silent for a moment, then looked up and asked:
"What Yuanjun means is..."

Biluo Yuanjun continued, "Tomorrow is the day your Lu family will host a banquet for all parties, and all forces from the Southern Frontier will be present."

"I want you to take this opportunity to rally all parties to join forces to drive the dragon forces out of the southern borderlands and to curb the dragons' expansion in the South China Sea as much as possible."

"The Tianhe Sword Sect will remain in Tonghai County to face the Dragon Clan directly, serving as the front line."

"how?"

Wu Tian's mind raced.

Expelling the dragons and curbing their expansion is in the Lu family's interest. With the Tianhe Sword Sect leading the way, the Lu family's pressure is greatly reduced, which is naturally a good thing.

only……

"Why did the Yuanjun choose a junior?" Wu Tian looked up and asked the question that had been bothering him. "I am just a newly promoted Yuan Shen, and my foundation in the Southern Frontier is still shallow. I am afraid I will not be able to win people's hearts."

Upon hearing this, Biluo Yuanjun's beautiful face revealed a faint smile for the first time.

"I don't believe you."

She spoke slowly, her voice echoing in the empty hall:

"I believe in your awakened Kuafu bloodline."

"Your ability to condense the Kuafu totem and manifest the Dutian Divine Pillar shows that your potential far exceeds your own imagination."

Her emerald eyes sparkled like stars. "With the potential of the Kuafu bloodline, given time, he will become a terrifying being capable of fighting gods and suppressing great saints."

She paused, then her gaze returned to Wu Tian:
"Until then……"

"I'll be waiting for you in Heaven."

As soon as she finished speaking, she waved her hand gently.

Wu Tian felt the scene before him change again, the space distorted, and the green light flowed.

When he came to his senses, he was standing once again atop that solitary peak, surrounded by howling mountain winds and with the Blackwater River flowing beneath his feet.

The Jade Emperor and that blessed palace have all vanished, as if they had never existed.

Only her last words still linger in my ears.

"I'll be waiting for you in Heaven." (End of Chapter)