I am Guhuoniao, not an umbrella demon, please do not disturb me.

Bai Qingyu kneaded a ball of faith power, shaping it into the likeness of Zhen Tian. Unfortunately, it only had a body and no facial features; it couldn't speak and couldn't be used as a body pillow. Resting her chin on one hand, she casually flattened the small Zhen Tian-shaped figurine, feeling utterly bored.

It has to be said that, despite the boredom, the improvement in strength was quite rapid.

These powers of faith are intricately connected to her, and she is able to absorb and utilize them. Moreover, within the Western Continent, she feels that her strength has increased by at least 1.5 times compared to her original strength.

By absorbing the power of faith every day, even if the body doesn't actively absorb it, some of it will still seep into the body. Over time, Bai Qingyu even felt that he could become a god-like being on the land of Xizhou, not a cultivator, but a god in the literal sense.

Of course, everything comes at a price. Becoming a god of Xizhou means that one can never leave this land.

"Forget it, let's go outside and have a look. Staying here all day is boring."

Bai Qingyu stretched, casually tossed the wisp of faith power aside, and got up to walk out of the courtyard. Luo Tian's restraints on her were practically nonexistent; with a wave of her hand, a large amount of faith power broke free of his control. Stepping out of the courtyard, she waved to Luo Qie, who was fishing by the river not far away.

"Come on, let's go to the city and have a look."

Bai Qingyu wore a black dress with layers of feathers that resembled a black swan. This outfit made her look like a young lady on a trip.

Sitting by the river, Luo Che didn't say anything, but gently put down his fishing rod and slipped to Bai Qingyu's side.

His arm has been reattached, and Luo Tian has also waived the punishment of being locked up.

"To be honest, your sect is extremely boring. The disciples' daily lives are like those of walking corpses. I can't see any light in their eyes."

Luo Che remained silent, continuing to listen to Bai Qingyu speak.

“You disciples of the Ming Sect are not much different from the common people outside. The only difference is that you live a better life and don’t have to drink that muddy food every day.”

As Bai Qingyu walked out of the valley, he looked back into the mountains and could still see many disciples in the mountains. There were quite a few of them, but the entire mountain range was eerily quiet. Apart from the sound of chanting scriptures, there was no other noise.

Walking between the pavilions and halls, and on the jade plaza, the disciples of the Fate Sect coming and going seemed like wooden figures who felt nothing.

That's not quite right either.

“You have all the negative emotions except for positive ones.”

Luo Qie remained silent. He understood everything Bai Qingyu had said and had nothing more to add. The disciples of the Fate Cult had always been the same for hundreds of years. Perhaps only when the previous Divine Phoenix was still alive did the Fate Cult have vitality and dynamism. At that time, the Fate Cult was thriving, and Xizhou was not like it is now.

"Your leader was also adopted by the Divine Phoenix, right?" As they walked, Bai Qingyu suddenly remembered something.

"Yes."

"Then this Divine Phoenix really has a terrible eye for people."

Luo Tian is an ancient monster of unknown age. If we calculate, this old guy has lived for eight hundred years, which is exactly when the previous generation of Divine Phoenix founded the Fate Sect.

If the previous generation of Guhuoniao saw the Fate Sect she founded turn out like this, she would probably want to smash Luo Tian's head in. But then again, why would she choose to establish a sect in such a good place as Xizhou?

The Western Continent is barren of spiritual energy, making it an undesirable place for cultivators, let alone for establishing sects. Furthermore, the scarcity of spiritual energy has virtually no impact on the lives of ordinary people. In a sense, such a place, largely ignored by cultivators and demons, is indeed a "good place."

They chatted idly along the way, and Bai Qingyu arrived at the outskirts of a large city.

This is the largest city in Xizhou, but it is not much different from other cities. There is no need to fly into the sky. There are no city walls. At a glance, all you see are emaciated people squatting at the foot of the walls.

The previous generations certainly had their faults; their laziness and greed were practically the seven deadly sins.

But how should we evaluate the remaining people after hundreds of years? They lack basic knowledge and don't even know that labor can feed them. So calling them lazy is somewhat inappropriate.

After glancing at it a few times, Bai Qingyu decided not to help for the time being.

She didn't have the ability, and she was being monitored.

"Roche, do you feel that these people now are the same as those people before?"

"Different."

"Tell me about it?"

"The people of the past were human beings, and evil people, but the people of today are no longer human beings."

Just as Bai Qingyu was about to speak, a female voice rang out from beside her, "Of course they are people, but they have a different way of life. For the people of Xizhou now, their lives are as wonderful as the Immortal Realm."

A woman in black robes stepped out from beside Bai Qingyu. She appeared to be around thirty years old, with heavy eyeshadow and even her lips were a deep purplish-black. Below her face, one could vaguely see her long, slender neck, etched with countless black lines.

"They have no worries, no fear of anything, no natural disasters or man-made calamities, no concern for their safety, food when hungry, and clothes when cold. There is no oppression or lies, no one who is high above them, nor are they as lowly as livestock."

The woman walked up to Bai Qingyu and reached out to touch her chin, but Bai Qingyu stepped back to avoid her.

The woman didn't mind, withdrew her hand, and continued, "It's only when desires are not fulfilled that one feels suffering; without desires, one will never suffer."

"Similarly, anything beautiful will cause pain when it is lost; what is lost will never come back, and what is fought for will always be lost."

"And here, there is no pain, no loss."

"Isn't this the perfect world?!"

She raised her hands high into the sky, then slowly lowered them to embrace herself, her face filled with rapture, as if admiring her most cherished masterpiece.

"Is that so, Your Highness Divine Phoenix?"

The woman looked at Bai Qingyu with a smile.

Bai Qingyu was also looking at this eccentric woman. Her delicate brows furrowed. This woman was quite strong, and she had a strange feeling about her that she couldn't quite put her finger on.

I said no.

Bai Qingyu glanced at Luo Che, "Who is this crazy woman? Is there something wrong with her head?"

Roche bowed to the woman, saying, "High Priestess."

The high priest didn't even glance at Roche, instead sizing up Bai Qingyu. "Your thoughts are unimportant. I just wanted to ask what the Divine Phoenix thinks of those demons outside. They seem to have come to rescue you."

"Demon?"

Bai Qingyu used the omnipresent power of faith in the Western Continent, and sure enough, he saw countless demons surrounding the entrance to the Western Continent at its border.

The Western Continent is surrounded by four sides, three of which are either mountains or endless seas. There is only one way to enter and exit, but these demons have sealed off the entire Western Continent.

The demons surrounded the group without attacking, focusing their attacks on the group of cultivators from the Life Sect who were coming and going.

Bai Qingyu was also bewildered when she saw this group of demons. She had never seen these demons before. Only a demon king could gather such a number of demons, and she was not a demon king.

"What does it have to do with me?"

Too lazy to waste a single word, Bai Qingyu turned and left, regardless of whether you were a high priest or a sect leader.

"Doesn't the Divine Phoenix want to know how our Fate Sect found you?"

"I'd rather not know, thank you."

This time it was the High Priest's turn to frown. "Doesn't the Divine Phoenix want to know what you mean to the Fate Cult?"

"Do not want to."

"Don't you want to know when you can leave?"

"I don't want to either."

"you......"

She had wanted to say something to attract Bai Qingyu's attention, but now Bai Qingyu had already gone far away.

The High Priestess hadn't shown herself because her injuries hadn't healed. Years ago, her attempt to spy on Bai Qingyu had backfired so severely that she nearly died. Her appearance now wasn't due to a full recovery, but because she had discovered that since Bai Qingyu arrived at the Fate Sect, the sect's already waning fortune had begun a precipitous decline, visibly weakening.

I thought this was an inevitable process, and everything would get better once this period passed. After all, the Divine Phoenix had returned to its place, so how could the fortune of the Fate Sect decline? It should only rise.

In fact, a year has already passed, and the fortune of the Destiny Sect has not only shown no signs of rising again, but ten days ago it dropped to its lowest point, and its fortune has been extinguished.

Over the course of a year, the changes brought about by the significant decline in fortune gradually became apparent.

Within a year, most of the Ming Sect cultivators who had been scattered elsewhere died. Of the thousands of disciples who went out, less than a thousand returned. Then, an unprecedented disease began to appear in the cities of Xizhou. This disease spread extremely quickly, and in just half a month, 80,000 people died in that city, with corpses piling up like mountains.

That wasn't the end of it. Ten days ago, the leader of the Heavenly Sect personally intervened and ordered the Fate Sect to release the Divine Phoenix within ten days, or the Heavenly Sect would wage a full-scale war against the Fate Sect.

The news sent shockwaves throughout the world.

However, this time, the usually easygoing Tianyang Palace surprisingly did not express any opinion, and even seemed to be on the side of the Heavenly Sect. The peak master of Jinxu Peak, Feng Yuan, a Mahayana stage expert, directly spoke up, demanding that the Ming Sect release the people, otherwise she would go to Xishan in her personal capacity to demand an explanation.

Although Feng Yuan emphasized that he was speaking in his personal capacity, no cultivator in the world believed him.

You are one of the Seven Sons of Tianyang, ranked second. You say you only represent yourself? Who would believe that?

The two powerful figures' words weren't enough; the rising star, known to outsiders as the Demon King of Nanshan, the Lord of Nanshan, was an even more ruthless demon. Without a word, he led tens of thousands of demons to surround Xizhou.

All the sects in the world remained silent, waiting to watch the show.

The Fate Cult is a tough nut to crack; let them fight like dogs.

At the same time, I was also wondering, who exactly is this Divine Phoenix, that she has such a big face?

Does the Fate Cult feel like they're tired of living, or do they really think no one in Xizhou dares to touch them?

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Volume 1: Chapter 221 Saving Aunt!

The fortune of the Fate Sect is declining day by day. Normally, the effects of declining fortune are relatively slow, and ordinary disciples would not feel it and would gradually get used to this subtle change. However, the decline in the Fate Sect's fortune over the past year has been so rapid that even ordinary disciples have noticed it.

In other words, the subtle effects of the weakness in one's destiny and fortune have become unbearable and unaccustomed to.

The high priest couldn't understand it, and neither could Luo Tian.

In their view, with Bai Qingyu captured and the living totem in place, how far away is the day when the Destiny Sect will be revived?

The facts are just the opposite.

However, the decline in fortune does not seem to explain everything, because after Bai Qingyu helped to sort out the power of faith, the cultivation speed of the disciples of the Fate Sect did indeed speed up a lot, and their overall strength improved a lot within a year.

This is an improvement for the entire sect, from the sect leader down to the ordinary disciples.

Given this contradiction, even the high priest couldn't understand what had happened.

So much so that they couldn't even cause trouble for Bai Qingyu.

The decline in their luck was already severe enough; if Bai Qingyu were to push them further and stop helping them manage their faith power, the weakening of their luck would be the real problem.

At the same time, Luo Tian stared at a communication talisman in his hand with a dark expression.

"You bastard, this is outrageous!"

boom!

The communication talisman was crushed to pieces.

Not far away, a young man dressed in a black and white Taoist robe bowed and said, "Then, Master, I will take my leave."