The Confucian and Taoist Sages of Mortal Cultivation

The crowd watched as the Ghost Spirit Sect members disappeared at the end of the street, and then they began to whisper among themselves.

"The Ghost Spirit Sect is located far away in Tianluo Kingdom, separated from our Yue Kingdom by Jiang Kingdom and Cheqi Kingdom. How could they have gone so far?"

"The direction they went seems to be towards the residence of the Yan family's patriarch, 'Flying Cloud Pavilion'?"

"Who is this cultivator wearing the silver demon mask? His concealment techniques are so sophisticated that we can't detect the slightest trace of his presence."

"Not only that, the two guards beside him are also experts, probably cultivators at the Pseudo-Core stage."

The cultivator wearing the silver demon mask was naturally Wang Chan, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, while the two old men beside him were far stronger than anyone expected, genuine Core Formation stage cultivators.

The cultivators on the third floor of the inn withdrew their gaze and continued trading treasures until evening, when they returned to their rooms to cultivate or turn off the lights to rest.

The vast Yan Family Fortress was plunged into darkness, and all was silent.

But at the same time, a luxurious pavilion in the core area of ​​Yanjiabao was brightly lit.

This pavilion is called "Flying Cloud Pavilion," and it is the secluded cultivation place of the Yan family's patriarch. Even the foundation-building cultivators of the Yan family are not allowed to enter it on ordinary days.

At this moment, in the lobby on the first floor of Feiyun Pavilion, an old man with a full head of red hair paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, his cloudy eyes occasionally flashing with a sharp light.

"Ancestor, the guests from the Ghost Spirit Sect have arrived."

Just then, an elderly man dressed in gray walked in from outside.

Although the old man was a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, he treated the red-haired elder with utmost respect.

In Yan Family Fortress, the only person who could make a Foundation Establishment cultivator so humble was the Yan Family's Core Formation stage ancestor.

The newly arrived gray-robed elder continued, "Ancestor, I have already settled the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators in the waiting room."

"But the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect has a terrible temper and refuses to wait. He keeps insisting on seeing you, Ancestor."

"The guards of Feiyun Pavilion clashed with the young master of Guiling Sect, but were easily subdued by the two guards beside him."

"These two guards appear to be Core Formation stage cultivators."

"Please enlighten us on how to proceed next, Ancestor."

Upon hearing this, the red-haired old man's face showed displeasure, and he said coldly, "In that case, I will go and meet him myself."

"Look at this young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, why has he traveled all the way to Yue Kingdom?"

After saying this, the Yan family patriarch walked out of the house and headed straight for the waiting room.

Inside the hall, a tall, slender young man wearing a silver demon mask sat upright.

Two men in green robes stood on either side of him.

The cultivator on the left was an old man with a full head of white hair and a face full of wrinkles, looking very old and about to be buried.

The other was a boy with white teeth and red lips, and two small braids.

Around the hall, four gray-robed cultivators from the Yan Family Fortress lay dead.

Each of them had a dark complexion and was unconscious; they were the Yan Family Fortress Iron Guards who had been subdued by the Ghost Spirit Sect.

"I wondered who it was, but it turns out to be the famous Li brothers. No wonder they dare to cause trouble in our Yan Family Fortress." The Yan family patriarch's pupils shrank slightly when he saw the two men in green robes.

"Hehe." The old man with a face full of wrinkles chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Yan, you flatter us. My brother and I are not here to cause trouble this time, but to escort our Ghost Spirit Sect's young master, Wang Chan."

Upon hearing this, the Yan family patriarch looked at the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect sitting on the chair. Seeing that the man's face was covered by a mask and his body was shrouded in black robes, even a Core Formation stage cultivator couldn't discern anything from him. He then coldly snorted, "You are the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect?"

"Why are you wearing a mask? Is there something you're ashamed of?"

Wang Chan, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, chuckled and replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Senior Yan, you misunderstand. I am not some cowardly rat hiding its head and tail. I have my reasons for wearing a mask."

"If Senior Yan insists on seeing, I am willing to remove my mask."

The Yan family patriarch glanced coldly at the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect and replied, "Heh, what's so interesting about a man like you?"

"If you like wearing a mask, then wear it."

"Didn't you want to see me? Now that I'm here, what do you have to say?"

Wang Chan then stood up, took out a black jade slip from her storage bag at her waist, and introduced it, "This is a secret letter that my father asked me to pass on to Senior Yan. Please take a look."

"A letter?" Upon seeing this, the Yan family patriarch was puzzled, not understanding why the cultivators of the Ghost Spirit Sect would send him a letter. He took the jade slip and read it, and then his expression changed drastically.

"this?!"

The Yan family patriarch looked solemn and turned to the gray-robed cultivator from the Yan family beside him, instructing, "Step back. I wish to speak with the Ghost Spirit Sect alone."

Upon hearing this, the gray-robed Foundation Establishment elder immediately bowed and released a silk-like magical artifact, which carried the unconscious Yan Family Fortress Iron Guard away from the waiting room.

Only then did the Yan family patriarch take his seat, sitting upright in the hall. After a moment of contemplation, he finally asked, "Do the six sects of the demonic path truly intend to invade the Yue Kingdom?"

"Of course." Seeing that the Yan family patriarch had dismissed his attendants, Wang Chan knew that victory was assured in this negotiation and replied, "Our army of the six demonic sects is currently on the border of Yue Kingdom. In five days, we will cross the border and annex Yue Kingdom."

"As for the Jiang Kingdom and the Cheqi Kingdom, they have long been controlled by our Six Demonic Sects."

"Senior Yan must have noticed that most of the invitations your Yan family sent to Jiang Kingdom and Cheqi Kingdom have gone unanswered, with only a few receiving a reply."

"And these replies were actually forged by the Six Sects of the Demonic Path."

Upon hearing this, the Yan family patriarch finally understood why his spies in Jiang and Cheqi had suddenly lost contact—they had been wiped out by the six demonic sects.

Seeing the worried look on the Yan family patriarch's face, Wang Chan chuckled and said, "Senior Yan, there's no need to worry. My father already said in his letter that as long as the Yan family is willing to return to the Ghost Spirit Sect, then we will be one family."

"The other five major sects of Tianluo Kingdom will naturally not invade Yan Family Fortress in the slightest, out of consideration for our Ghost Spirit Sect."

"Senior Yan should also know that Yan Qing, the first ancestor of the Yan family, was originally a disciple of the Ghost Spirit Sect. He also made great contributions to the sect by killing a generation of holy son of the Righteous Alliance's Haoran Pavilion."

"Later, some elders of our Ghost Spirit Sect were wary of the power of the Haoran Pavilion, so they wanted to hand over Senior Yan Qing to settle the matter. This forced Senior Yan Qing to escape from the Ghost Spirit Sect and come to the Yue Kingdom to establish the Yan Family Fortress."

"This matter was our fault, and my father has already apologized in the letter."

"Furthermore, my father also said that as long as the Yan family is willing to return, our Ghost Spirit Sect is willing to lend them a copy of the 'True Scripture of Ten Thousand Spirits' as compensation."

"Back then, Senior Yan Qing was always thinking about the Blood Spirit Great Art, the number one demonic technique in the 'True Scripture of Ten Thousand Spirits'."

"However, our Ghost Spirit Sect has one condition: that our juniors marry Yan Ruyan, the pride of the Yan family, and cultivate the Blood Spirit Technique together."

"This is not a bad thing. My father has promised that my child with Ruyan will be the future leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect."

Upon hearing this, the Yan family patriarch was already tempted, but he remained expressionless and coldly replied, "This matter is of great importance, and I must first discuss it with my clansmen."

"I would like to trouble you, young friend Wang and fellow Daoists Li, to wait for me in the side hall."

Wang Chan did not object, and immediately stood up, bowed, and took her leave, going with the Li brothers to the side hall to await news.

The Yan family patriarch then took out several transmission talismans to activate them.

Before long, the Foundation Establishment stage managers and elders of the Yan family arrived at Feiyun Pavilion one after another.

Among them was a stunningly beautiful young woman, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with exquisite features, gorgeous clothes, and an incomparably radiant appearance. Her cultivation level was at the late Foundation Establishment stage.

The young girl entered without any restraint and went straight to the Yan family patriarch, asking, "Patriarch, why did you summon Yan'er so urgently? What serious matter has occurred?"