A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu Transmigrates into a Book, the Dao Ancestor of Rein

Chapter 297 Could you guys give me a chance?

"Go find Fellow Daoist Sun quickly. These people are in cahoots. This Cangkun Cave is a trap set up for us by the Ghost Spirit Sect."

The old woman surnamed Tai reacted very quickly and guessed the possible identity of the old man surnamed Yun.

"Madam Tai, wouldn't it be better to be a fool?"

Wang Tiangu and Wang Tiansheng transformed into two blood-red demonic clouds and charged forward.

The Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators here appear to be only three, but in reality there are four, including two mid-Nascent Soul cultivators.

It turns out that the old man surnamed Yun had always been a member of their Ghost Spirit Sect. They just had never made it public.

Otherwise, why would the Ghost Spirit Sect have always coveted the throne of the leader of the demonic path? Why would they have harbored such ambitions?
"I originally did not intend to exterminate you all, but why do you repeatedly refuse our sect's kindness?"

The old man surnamed Yun shook his head and sighed.

It's unclear whether they were lamenting the death of Bing Daoren or the impending doom of the two men.

"How dare you, Ghost Spirit Sect, act like this? Aren't you afraid of incurring the wrath of the masses?"

The old woman surnamed Tai's nascent soul, filled with shock and anger, questioned her.

The pale face of the nascent soul was filled with anger.

"If you all die here, how would outsiders know that this was done by our sect? Besides, you are just rogue cultivators or Nascent Soul cultivators from small sects. If you really perish here, who can trace it back to our sect?"

Even if they were investigated, who would want to be an enemy of the Ghost Spirit Sect for the sake of a few unrelated outsiders?
Sect Leader Wang sneered.

"Wang Tiansheng, you'll die a horrible death! I curse your son to be childless, I curse your entire Wang family to be wiped out..."

Lady Tai said bitterly.

Sect Leader Wang was furious, and his gaze towards the old woman surnamed Tai's nascent soul became terrifyingly sinister:

"You old hag, you're asking for it."

Feeling the malice emanating from the Wang brothers, Old Lady Tai felt a chill run down her spine.

Noticing the four members of the Ghost Spirit Sect charging forward again, he quickly used his teleportation technique, which greatly depleted his Nascent Soul essence, to dodge to the side, leaving the pressure to the burly man surnamed You.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man surnamed You immediately backed down.

"Gentlemen, I, You, am willing to join your sect."

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

At this point, this was the only way out.

Moreover, the cultivator surnamed You not only took the initiative to admit defeat, but also played the emotional card:
“Fellow Daoist Yun, I know why you didn’t attack me immediately. It must be because of our long-standing friendship.”

Upon hearing this, the elderly man surnamed Yun slowed down his attack.

He then fell into thought:

Was he the one who didn't attack this person because of their friendship?

But how could he remember that he only attacked the two stronger ones first because he was more wary of Bing Daoren and Tai Laopozi, and because he was closer to them and had a greater chance of successfully launching a sneak attack?

“Fellow Daoist Wang, we have known each other for over two hundred years. Please give me a chance.”

The burly man looked at Wang Tiangu, his words carrying a hint of pleading.

"Since Fellow Daoist You has a relationship with Senior Brother Yun and my elder brother, I naturally won't go too far. However, we might offer a guarantee. I wonder if Fellow Daoist You would be willing to allow Wang and the others to place a divine restriction on them?"

Wang Tiansheng asked with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, you can rest assured that we will not force you to do anything you do not want to do."

If the Ghost Spirit Sect could have another Nascent Soul fighter with a long lifespan, it would definitely be a good thing.

Even if this person hates them now, that hatred will gradually fade away with time and the benefits they gain after joining the sect.

"You want to place a restriction on me? This..."

The big man hesitated.

Once someone places a restriction on you, wouldn't your life or death be entirely in the hands of that person's whim?
“You, surnamed You…”

The old woman's nascent soul was unbelievable.

“Madam Tai, please stop. I have long wanted to join the Ghost Spirit Sect, but it is all because of your repeated obstruction that I have been unable to fulfill my wish.”

The cultivator surnamed You wished he could stab the old woman right then and there.

He's barely able to save himself, so how could he not seize the last chance to survive?

Do you really think that two early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators plus one early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator can stand up to the four from the Ghost Spirit Sect?
Do not be silly.

"... "

Knowing there was no way to change the situation, the old woman dared not linger for another moment.

She felt that danger lurked everywhere in this place.

The four members of the Ghost Spirit Sect were not in a hurry at all.

"Senior Brother Zhong, Senior Brother Yun, Second Brother, I'd like to trouble the three of you to deal with Madam Tai and Fellow Daoist Sun. I'll keep watch here."

As the sect leader Wang Tiansheng spoke, he gave two jade boxes to the cultivators surnamed Zhong and Yun respectively.

The remaining two jade boxes were given to each of the brothers.

Wang Tiansheng's magnanimity impressed the two mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Alright, Junior Brother You, let the sect leader persuade him."

The three glanced at the ancient gourd above the cultivator surnamed You's head and the ancient jade ruyi that had transformed into a giant tiger phantom, but didn't pay much attention to it.

They then followed the old woman surnamed Tai's nascent soul down from the pavilion to the next floor.

In fact, this Jade Pavilion itself is a rare treasure that can contain Mount Sumeru within a mustard seed. From the outside, it is only about ten feet tall, but the interior space is far more than ten feet tall, reaching over a hundred feet.

The three chased down the winding stairwell, using only a breath to escape.

When the old man surnamed Sun crawled into the first floor of the attic, what he saw was the fleeing Nascent Soul of the old woman surnamed Tai.

"Fellow Daoist Tai, what is this...?"

"Fellow Daoist Sun, run! The one surnamed Yun is from the Ghost Spirit Sect. The one surnamed You has also joined that damned Ghost Spirit Sect."

The old woman's nascent soul screamed a warning.

"what?!"

The old man was taken aback. He said, "Something just feels off."

It turns out that the leader was the one with the problem.

Doesn't this mean that the Cangkun Cave was a trap set by the Ghost Spirit Sect for them?

Obedience brings joy to all.

If they do not comply, they will die and their bodies will be destroyed to erase all traces.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, would you be willing to join my Ghost Spirit Sect?"

Wang Tiangu and his two companions then descended from the attic and appeared at the entrance of the corridor.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, hurry up and leave! What are you standing there for?"

The old woman reminded her again.

"Go? Where to go?"

The old man's face was extremely pale.

We're surrounded by wolves in front and tigers behind!

"What do you mean?"

The old woman surnamed Tai trembled, her face turning even paler.

"Heh, Fellow Daoist Tai, you seem to have forgotten that the Mountain-Opening Flag is still in my hands. Do you two think I should give you time to open the restrictions and leave this place later?"

Without the Mountain-Opening Flag to remove the restrictions left by Master Cangkun on Little Stone Mountain, it would take at least two days for two early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators to break through them. That's enough time for them to kill the two of them a thousand times over.

“Fellow Daoist Sun, let me ask you one more time: would you be willing to join our sect? If you change your mind now, I will certainly not make things difficult for you.”

Before the old man could even respond to that one sentence, the old woman became anxious.

"You surnamed Yun, I will haunt you even as a ghost."

"You Wangs, you'll all die a horrible death..."

Cursing as he did so, he used teleportation again to escape, avoiding the cultivator surnamed Sun as if he were avoiding a snake or scorpion.

But where could the old woman escape to in this cramped underground space?

However, the old man surnamed Sun did not agree to the Ghost Spirit Sect's second recruitment attempt.

"Instead of joining the Ghost Spirit Sect, it's better to join one of those guys."

Do it when you think of it.

With a flick of his wrist, the old man activated four high-level mid-tier talismans, six high-level low-tier talismans, and a large number of mid-tier talismans.

He unleashed all the offensive talismans he had on him at the three members of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

These high-level mid-tier talismans are comparable to a single spell from a Nascent Soul cultivator. Four of them together are equivalent to the combined spells of three or four ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators. Combined with six high-level low-tier talismans, each comparable to a single strike from a late-stage Core Formation cultivator, they should be enough to cause some trouble for the three members of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

The space inside the attic wasn't very large, and after this wave of attacks swept through, the three members of the Ghost Spirit Sect had no choice but to face it head-on, and for a time they were all in a flurry of activity.

"You surnamed Sun, you're courting death."

"Fellow Daoist Sun, why go to such lengths?"

Old Monster Yun and Wang Tiangu shook their heads in regret.

After the three of them joined forces to block the attack, they walked out of the Jade Pavilion at a leisurely pace.

then.

They retreated one after another, making a series of thumping sounds.

Their expressions changed drastically.

"Several members of the Xuantian Sect..."

"Why are you here?"

Before the three members of the Ghost Spirit Sect stood the stone gate of the main hall, where Man Hu Zi, Qing Yi, and Yuan Yao were seated. Beside them sat the old man surnamed Sun. Huddled in the corner was the old woman surnamed Tai.

Just as the three members of the Ghost Spirit Sect were greatly shocked, a crackling sound of lightning suddenly rang out.

"not good!"

"Someone... uses Lightning Release!"

"The one surnamed Han is here too...!"

All three were highly experienced in combat.

Unfortunately, that momentary lapse in concentration cost us the initiative.

In addition, Han Li's divine sense was strong, and his stealth and breath-concealing techniques were well-practiced. His sudden use of lightning escape to get close was a carefully calculated sneak attack.

The next moment, Old Monster Yun, who was walking in the middle of the three, was kicked away. At the same time, Wang Tiangu and Old Monster Zhong, who were on the left and right respectively, were attacked by the Asura Sacred Flame. The protective light screens on their bodies were like toilet paper in front of the Asura Sacred Flame, tearing at the slightest touch.

The two were instantly breached along with their protective magic items, and their bodies were then frozen in ice.

As for Old Monster Yun?
Want to resist.

As a result, he was stomped to the ground by the barbarian.

The magical silver wheel tried to force back the barbarian, but it was sucked in by a compass and smashed down.

Then came a dozen or so heavy punches.

A round of punches and kicks without any fancy moves.

The person was slammed directly into the floor, which was covered in protective barriers, and the spiritual energy shield was shattered.

"Sect Leader Han, Fellow Daoist Barbarian Beard, members of the Xuantian Sect, spare my life..."

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the elderly man surnamed Yun begged for mercy urgently, fearing that if he spoke too late, he would be quickly killed.

The reversal of the situation was so sudden.

Just a moment ago, the Ghost Spirit Sect members were swaggering around, confident that they had the four rogue cultivators cornered.

At this moment, it was reduced to a dead dog, with no chance of turning the tables.

Seeing this, the old man immediately put on a smile:
"Sect Leader Han, I, Sun, wish to join your sect. Would you gentlemen be so kind as to grant me this opportunity?"

(End of this chapter)