I run a casino in the immortal realm.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

In the forbidden area behind the Xuantian Sect, Murong Hao stared expressionlessly at the mountain of storage rings piled up before him.

Qin Cang stood beside him, his face so gloomy it could drip water, but he kept his head down, not daring to let anyone see it.

During this month, Qin Cang, following Murong Hao's death order, ransacked the Xuan Tian Sect's warehouses, even confiscating the resources that the elders had secretly hidden.

Thirty billion low-grade spirit stones, fifty thousand mid-grade spirit stones, hundreds of thousand-year-old spirit herbs, and piles of high-grade refining materials.

These items, representing nearly half of the Xuantian Sect's resources, were originally intended to help the 160 newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivators stabilize their realms and refine their natal magic treasures. Now, Murong Hao has taken them all.

"Sect Master, all the usable cash and spiritual materials in the sect's treasury are here."

Qin Cang's voice was hoarse.

Murong Hao waved his hand, putting all the storage rings into his sleeve pocket, and said indifferently, "You've worked hard. I'm entrusting the Xuan Tian Sect to you. Take good care of yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, the space distorted, and Ouyang Tian, ​​dressed in a gray robe, walked out.

"Is everything complete?"

Ouyang Tian glanced at Murong Hao.

"Everything's ready. We can leave anytime."

Murong Hao nodded.

"Before you leave, go see Zheng Yifei."

Ouyang Tian said.

Murong Hao did not object. The two of them flashed and disappeared from the spot, leaving Qin Cang with a gloomy face staring intently in the direction they disappeared, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Xuantian Market, backyard of Jubaoge Inn.

Zheng Yifei was sitting at the stone table drinking tea when the space in front of him rippled slightly, and Ouyang Tian and Murong Hao walked out one after the other.

Zheng Yifei wasn't surprised. He stood up and poured two cups of tea: "Seniors, are you about to depart?"

Ouyang Tian picked up his teacup and drank it all in one gulp: "The spiritual energy in the Southern Wilderness is thin, and I don't want to stay even a day longer. I'm here today because I have a business deal to discuss with you beforehand."

"Please speak, senior."

Ouyang Tian put down his teacup: "In the cultivation world, wealth, companions, methods, and land are all important, but wealth comes first. Even if Murong Laogui and I manage to gain a foothold in the Eastern Divine Continent, we will only be two rogue cultivators at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm. We have no background and no sect to support us, so cultivation resources will definitely be a big problem."

Murong Hao continued, "The resources in the Southern Wilderness are too scarce, but you were able to create a mirage industry there that makes a fortune every day. This shows that you are much better at making money than us old bones who only know how to stay in seclusion."

Zheng Yifei understood: "You two mean you want me to go to Eastern Shenzhou to make money for you?"

"It's cooperation."

Ouyang Tian corrected, "Once we find a safe place to stay in the Eastern Divine Continent, we will immediately begin to build an intercontinental teleportation array."

Once the formation is complete, you will be the first person teleported there. Once there, we will provide military support to ensure your safety. You will be responsible for establishing a trading company, and profits will be shared. We will also help you obtain the high-level spiritual items you need.

Zheng Yifei tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

He couldn't refuse that offer.

He is now at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, with a physique of mutual generation of the five elements and the rule of lightning, his appetite is much greater than that of ordinary cultivators.

The spiritual energy density in the Southern Wilderness Region is no longer sufficient to support his breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage. Even if he were to seize both the Xuan Tian Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect, it still wouldn't be enough for him to cross that threshold.

To go further, he must go to the Eastern Divine Continent.

"make a deal."

Zheng Yifei extended his hand.

Ouyang Tian and Murong Hao each gave him a high five.

"Take care, don't die in this little pond in the Southern Wilderness."

Ouyang Tian left behind a sentence, and together with Murong Hao, they tore through the void and completely left the Southern Wilderness Region.

The auras of the two Nascent Soul stage experts completely disappeared from the world.

Xuantian Sect, Main Peak Hall.

Qin Cang felt the two oppressive forces pressing down on his head completely dissipate, and he exhaled a long breath. He straightened his back, and his eyes regained their sharp and sinister look.

"Pass down the order."

Qin Cang's voice echoed throughout the hall: "From this day forward, I assume the position of Sect Master of the Xuan Tian Sect. Three days later, a coronation ceremony will be held in the main peak plaza. All affiliated sects and cultivation families in the Southern Wilderness Region are hereby notified that they must send representatives to attend the ceremony!"

He needed a grand ceremony to wash away the humiliation of being exploited by Murong Hao for the past month, and also to declare to the entire Southern Wilderness that the Xuantian Sect now has more than twenty Nascent Soul Perfection cultivators and more than one hundred and sixty Nascent Soul cultivators, and is still the overlord of this continent.

Three days later, at the main peak plaza of the Xuantian Sect.

Lanterns and decorations were everywhere, and bells and drums resounded. Thousands of representatives from affiliated forces stood trembling on the outer edge of the square, watching the Xuan Tian Sect elders on the steps, who exuded powerful spiritual pressure.

Qin Cang, dressed in a purple-gold sect leader's robe and wearing a jade crown, walked step by step up the white jade steps to the top.

Just as he was about to turn around and receive the worship of the crowd, a sharp whooshing sound interrupted the ceremony.

A Golden Core cultivator, covered in blood, stumbled into the plaza and knelt on the steps with a thud. His voice was shrill: "Sect Master! Something's happened! The copper mine three hundred miles west of the city has been attacked. All three Golden Core senior uncles guarding it have been killed, the mine's warehouses have been looted, and even the mined veins have been destroyed!"

The square erupted in uproar.

Qin Cang's face instantly turned ashen: "Who did this?"

"It's Xu Tianyang! And his son, Xu Zhenghai!"

The deacon answered, trembling.

Before he finished speaking, another communication talisman flew in from the sky and landed directly in the hands of the law enforcement elder.

The elder in charge of law enforcement scanned the area with his divine sense and his expression changed drastically: "Sect Master, the grain transport team in the south of the city has been robbed. The two Nascent Soul stage elders escorting the vehicle are seriously injured, and all the supplies have been stolen."

Qin Cang laughed in fury. How dare two worthless scoundrels run wild on the very day of his ascension to the throne!

"Okay, very good."

Qin Cang's gaze swept over the elders behind him: "Elder Liu, Elder Zhao, take six Nascent Soul cultivators and leave the city immediately. I want Xu Tianyang and his son's heads hung on the city gates of Xuantian Market tonight!"

The eight elders, all at the Nascent Soul stage, responded in unison and transformed into eight streams of light that soared into the sky.

Qin Cang underestimated Xu Tianyang's determination and overestimated the combat capabilities of his newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivators.

Xu Tianyang is now a true Nascent Soul cultivator at the peak of his cultivation, and he is a sword cultivator who has fought his way up through hatred. Although Xu Zhenghai is only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, he cultivates the Qingyun Sect's concealment technique, which makes him extremely fast.

When the eight elders of the Xuantian Sect arrived at the red copper mine, they couldn't even find Xu Tianyang. All that was left were ruins and the corpses of Xuantian Sect disciples.

As they followed the trail to the south of the city, Xu Tianyang and his son had already turned around and destroyed a large business belonging to the Xuantian Sect on the outskirts of the market.

Xu Tianyang didn't confront them directly; he would fire a shot and then move on to another location.

Whenever Xu Tianyang encountered a Xuan Tian Sect cultivator in the early or mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, he would instantly kill them with a single sword strike, snatch their belongings, and run away.

Upon encountering the main force, Xu Zhenghai immediately released a smoke array, and the two disappeared without a trace under the cover of the terrain.

For an entire day, the eight Nascent Soul stage elders were led around the nose by the Xu family father and son, circling within a radius of 500 miles of Xuantian Market. Not only did they fail to capture anyone, they also lost two medium-sized mines and three strongholds.

The atmosphere inside the main hall of the Xuantian Sect was extremely oppressive.

Qin Cang sat on the sect leader's throne, listening to the constant battle reports, while crushing the jade slip in his hand into powder.

"Useless! Eight Nascent Soul cultivators at the peak of their cultivation, and they couldn't even capture two people?"

Qin Cang slammed his hand on the armrest.

The elders below fell silent, trembling with fear.

Before Qin Cang could even get angry, a muffled horn sounded outside the main hall. This was the highest-level enemy attack alarm of the Xuantian Sect.

An elder in charge of intelligence rushed into the main hall, stumbling and crawling: "Sect Master! Urgent report from the border! The Heavenly Demon Sect's army is pressing in, and Ye Tianqiong is personally leading the charge. They have already breached three major strongholds on our border: Falling Star Valley, Broken Soul Mountain, and Blackwater River! Of the twelve Nascent Soul elders stationed there, seven have been killed in battle, and the rest are retreating!"

Qin Cang suddenly stood up, his mind going blank.

The Heavenly Demon Sect has started a war.