Chapter 308: Chapter 160: Before the Ancestor Master Cave, Atop Wind Snow Cliff (3)

"Master."

Sima Rou finally arrived and saw the scene in front of her. Astonished, her eyes fell on the leading old Daoist of the Primordial Lineage, a hint of moisture in her eyes, as she called out "Master" and swiftly charged into the crowd.

"Nephew Sima, Junior Sister, Uncle... "

Despite the unfavorable circumstances, all the elders and disciples of the Primordial sect showed a smile.

Sun Yun nodded and smiled, "Rou, it’s rare for you to care. You’ve arrived just in time for the sect’s battle against the rebels. Where’s Han Wushang? Hasn’t he come back?"

As he spoke, a hint of disappointment flickered in his eyes.

Given the current situation, if Han Wushang were here, he might manage to risk his life holding back a powerful foe, but Sima Rou couldn’t.

Her mastery of the Primordial Golden Body Technique was not deep enough to fight beyond her level. Confronting an expert of the Seven Stars Lineage at the peak of Late-Stage Innate, she could only block three strikes despite not having wasted her time.

"It’s not about that, Master. A master need not be superior to the disciple, nor the disciple inferior to the master. Though my power is not strong, I have my apprentice. My apprentice..."

Sima Rou, as if presenting a treasure, pulled Chen Ping forward.

At this moment, she completely ignored the Seven Stars Lineage experts with aggressive intent threatening to charge at any moment.

"Master, look at my apprentice. Is he not impressive? He is the strongest body cultivation genius I’ve ever seen in my life. In less than a year of cultivation, he has already..."

"Alas... Xiaorou, you’re confused." Sun Yun raised a hand to stop Sima Rou’s introduction and sighed. Turning to Chen Ping, he gently said, "The old Daoist appreciates your intentions. The situation today is perilous, and it would be wise to leave the mountain early. Since neither you nor Xiaoru grew up here, you won’t be caught in grievances and likely won’t be pursued.

Xiaorou, perhaps..."

"No, Master, I refuse to leave the mountain. The traitor Gao Yue of the Seven Stars Lineage was already killed by us in Xingqing Prefecture. Though some elders on the mountain are formidable, they might not necessarily succeed.

"Nonsense, disturbing the peace." The leader of the Seven Stars Lineage, Yann Fu, floated over like a cloud with his dry and slender form, unwilling to delay further.

With a sword in hand, the sword’s edge pointed at Fang Yun: "Old Fang, thirty years ago, we were evenly matched, each receiving a blow. Today, let’s see what level your Primordial Golden Body has reached?"

This person’s sword play slightly resembled Gao Yue’s; before the sword arrived, the intent led, gathering specks of starlight on the sword, forming the shape of a Greed Wolf giant elephant. As the sword qi swept through, the roadside flowers and green trees were shattered into powder.

Sun Yun ceased to speak, his form shifted, bursting with golden light, and his broadsword met the assault.

Amid the resounding explosion, the two clashed briefly and then lunged again, fighting fiercely without pause.

Chen Ping noticed that Sun Yun’s cultivation in the Primordial Golden Body Technique had only reached the "Mastery" level, not even "Great Success."

But he was one level more advanced than Han Wushang. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

However, Sun Yun didn’t solely cultivate the Primordial Golden Body Technique but had also reached Late-Stage Innate with the Taiyin Heart Method.

With proficient qi refining and body refining, his physique was extremely solid. Facing Yann Fu’s Seven-Star Sword, masterful to a magnificent degree, he not only held his ground but seemed to grow more vigorous, his momentum increasing ever more robust.

With such offensive and defensive means, even against the Brocade Guard’s Right Deputy Commander, Liang Qi, he might not lose.

Liang Qi ranked nineteenth on the Earth List. In theory, matching him in a fight would make one a formidable expert in Jianghu.

However, for someone who is a sect leader of one of the Four Daoist Sects, this level is somewhat lacking.

No wonder he had to seal the mountain, isolate himself, and avoid Jianghu affairs.

This is, indeed, an unavoidable necessity.

Another elder from the Seven Stars Lineage, Xiao Ming, shouted, "Cui Shihong, why hide? Today we’ll settle this. Whoever wins can obtain Grandmaster Granny’s legacy and learn the final key points of the Glazed True Gang Body, and also acquire the relics of the Fifth Generation Ancestor Master."

"Alright."

Cui Shihong, an old Daoist with a weathered face, felt sorrow upon hearing this. He glanced at the scenic mountains of the Primordial Sect surrounded by boundless sea clouds, drew his sword, and advanced.

Two pairs engaged in combat, others didn’t interfere; they knew these were Late-Stage Innate experts. Attempting to intervene would be impossible and they could be swept away by the fallout, leading to their own demise.

Following this, from the Seven Stars Lineage camp emerged another man with a kind and benevolent face, constantly smiling like Maitreya, who cheerfully said, "Are you coming one by one or altogether?"

"Fourth Uncle, why do you join the Seven Stars Lineage’s betrayal? What’s the use in that? You must know that Primordial Mountain has treated you well."

Sima Rou asked incredulously.

Earlier, she noticed Dong An standing askew on one side and hadn’t determined his intentions.

She felt a vague unease within.

However, now the Fourth Elder issued a challenge, smiling outwardly but deeply murderous in his eyes, making it unbearable.

"Rou girl, you’re fine, roaming the Flower World with Han, even if not gaining fame, you’ve established something. But what about the disciples on the mountain? Ten years after ten years, wasting away with no prospects, unable to see where the future lies?"

Dong An’s voice softened, "No more talking. If you want to live, join us and take the legacy, then descend the mountain to aid in prophecy. With Beizhou’s rise imminent to unify the world, as long as we accomplish something, what can we not achieve? Why suffer guarding in desolate mountains, living arduously..."

Dong An advanced step by step with each word.

His qi mechanism surged like waves and sea, golden light fluctuating, also reaching the mastery level, his overall strength only slightly weaker than Grand Elder Sun Yun.

No wonder he harbors such ambition, unwilling to let his abilities be buried.

However, to support Beizhou and unify the world.

That is entirely wrong.

"Traitor, won’t meet a good end."

Chen Ping stepped forward.

Extending his arm, he shielded Sima Rou and Han Xiaoru behind him, slowly drawing the Black Dragon Sword from his back, coldly sneering, "I’ll take this fight."

...

Not sure if I’m coming down with something today; I’ve got a headache and dizziness, all my muscles and bones ache. Haven’t eaten a grain of rice all day, barely managed to finish writing, climbed into bed three times, sleeping muddleheadedly.