My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 1423 - 519: Execution of Immortal Gate Disciples (Part 2)
Chen Sansi repeated his answer, "I really don't know where she is now."
"Alright."
Qingyang, slightly disappointed, emphasized, "Daoist Tian Wu, if you receive any news in the future, be sure to inform me immediately."
Chen Sansi seized the opportunity to ask, "Daoist Qingyang, could you tell me, what exactly is the origin of the Demon Seed, and why are all you cultivators from the upper realm so concerned about it?"
"This matter is top secret, and I am not very clear on the specifics."
Qingyang said solemnly, "I only know that if the Demon Seed falls into the hands of the Luoxiao Sect, it will surely lead to the ruination of all living beings and the overturning of heaven and earth."
Chen Sansi nodded.
This statement echoed his master and mistress's words.
Yet Luoxiao Sect claimed that only by acquiring the Demon Seed could the nature's spiritual energy be restored.
Aren't these two statements contradictory?
From an emotional perspective.
Chen Sansi personally leaned towards trusting his mistress, but as long as the Demon Seed's origins remained unclear, it felt like an enigma shrouded in his heart, causing unease.
"Daoist Tian Wu."
Qingyang continued, "I suppose that the Luoxiao Sect has treated you well these past years, but I hope you remain clear-headed. They are only deceiving you, trying to use you to find the Demon Seed."
Chen Sansi was well aware that the Luoxiao Sect intended to use him to find the Demon Seed.
From his observations, Ding Xiu's words about preserving Senior Sister's life didn't seem false either.
But...
If it truly were as his mistress and others said, that the Demon Seed falling into the Luoxiao Sect's hands would lead to widespread ruin, it wasn't just a matter of saving one person's life.
However, at this moment, he couldn't directly turn against the Luoxiao Sect.
With pursuers everywhere, staying in the Luoxiao Sect allowed for adapting to changes. Wandering outside, who knew when an Immortal Saint might kill him.
For now, all he could do was seize this time to focus on cultivation.
An eternal truth.
Only with sufficient power does one have the right to resist.
"Besides, there's something else."
Qingyang said seriously, "We would like to invite you to join the Zhuxian Sect."
"This matter doesn't need to be discussed now."
Chen Sansi refused, "My ideals don't completely align with your sect's."
As of now.
His greatest wish was to attain the Immortal Emperor path and then use his own power to forcibly eradicate the Spiritual Grain.
"You're willing to stay with the Luoxiao Sect but not join the Zhuxian Sect?"
Qingyang said seriously, "Do you know that the rightful Luoxiao lineage is in Zhuxian?"
"Oh?"
Chen Sansi was indeed a bit surprised, "Is that so?"
"Exactly!"
As the conversation reached this point, Qingyang's words took on an obvious tone of anger, "During Ancient Times, heaven and earth split in two. Under Elder Mei Xiao's leadership, the Luoxiao Sect was rebuilt.
"But after Elder Mei's demise, severe conflicts erupted within the sect, splitting it into two. The branch that broke off is our Zhuxian Sect.
"Since you are Mr. Mei's successor, you should inherit our Zhuxian Sect instead of staying with the Luoxiao Sect!"
He paused, calmed his emotions, and continued, "The Sect Leader said that as long as Daoist Tian Wu is willing to come, the position of Sect Leader in the future will be yours."
Chen Sansi was speechless for a moment.
Why did both the Luoxiao Sect and the Zhuxian Sect want him to "succeed" them?
He only had a shallow connection with Mr. Mei, yet it made these two major powers in the upper realm take him so seriously.
Speaking of which.
He still didn't know.
Since Mr. Mei had long passed away, how had he met him?
And the technique of prohibiting all methods—was there an opportunity to refine it again?
Just as Chen Sansi was about to ask, someone suddenly burst into the room.
"Elder!"
A cultivator hurriedly said, "Bad news! Fang Fuyao has arrived!"
"So soon?"
It had only been two hours since Chen Sansi stepped out.
It wasn't possible for Fang Fuyao's situation to be resolved so quickly.
Unless something else unexpected happened in between.
"There's no time."
Qingyang asked, "Daoist Tian Wu, he's most likely here for you. Are you planning to leave with us or stay here?"
"..."
Chen Sansi pondered.
He didn't want to remain under the Luoxiao Sect's watch forever either.
It might be better to leave now.
Since the Zhuxian Sect had survived in the upper realm for so many years, it surely had sufficient resources and a place to stand.
He asked, "I don't want to join your sect for now, but could I borrow your land for cultivation?"
"No problem at all!"
Qingyang agreed promptly.
He quickly moved to the corner of the room, formed a hand seal, and opened a teleportation array on the wall, "Let's leave here first."
The group stepped onto the teleportation array.
The array patterns lit up one by one.
The scene before Chen Sansi became illusory, and he lost his footing.
"Buzz!"
The formation activated.
They entered the void tunnel.
Qingyang said, "The other end of the teleportation array is at our Zhuxian Sect's largest outpost on the border, with an Immortal Elder overseeing it. By then, with your identity as Mr. Mei's successor, you may learn more about the Demon Seed and Luoxiao Sect's past."
He had just finished speaking.
The void passage trembled violently all of a sudden.
Immediately.
An azure scar suddenly pierced through the deep wall of chaos within the passage.
The moment the azure scar appeared, the rapidly flowing void passage was suddenly choked as if an invisible giant hand grasped its throat tightly!
The surging chaos stream instantly halted, emitting a screeching sound like glass under unbearable tension.
Finally.
It completely shattered!
"Boom——"
The teleportation passage shattered.
Chen Sansi and others were expelled from the void tunnel, crashing heavily on a barren land.
In front of them.
Fang Fuyao stood with a sword in hand.
He had just...
It was evident that he had cut through the void with a single sword!
Forcibly dragging everyone out from the activated teleportation array!
The Sovereign of the Sword Dao!
The entire Cultivation World was full of Sword Immortals.
But there was only one Sword Sovereign.
Only now did Chen Sansi have a deeper understanding of the word "Sovereign."
"Junior Brother."
Fang Fuyao's face showed no anger, only calmly informing, "An unexpected event allowed the Blood River to escape, so I came over concerned for your safety.
"Why are you mingling with people from the Zhuxian Sect?
"These people are madmen, don't be seduced by them."
Qingyang shouted fiercely, "We may be madmen, but we are still better than you greedy and filthy people of Luoxiao Sect!"
As he spoke, he summoned a flying sword with a hand seal and cast a spell.
The sword's blade shone with golden light like a meteor, heading straight ahead.
Fang Fuyao didn't move a muscle, just idly glanced.
Qingyang's flying sword abruptly came to a halt, then changed direction, heading back towards him.
"Pfft—"
There was no opportunity to resist.
Qingyang was directly pierced through the heart and pinned to the ground.
The rest of the Zhuxian Sect's members were further unable to lift their heads under the crushing power of the laws, let alone fight back!
Chen Sansi looked grim.
Though Qingyang was in the Unity Realm Stage and specialized in the Sword Dao, in front of Fang Fuyao, it was like a master disciplining a pupil with no chance of winning.
"You demons."
Fang Fuyao remained calm as water, "Always afraid of the world's chaos; today I shall punish you to honor the Heavenly Dao!"
"Brother Fang!"
Chen Sansi hurriedly opened, "Spare them under your sword!"
Others aside.
Li Guanfu had once been his life-and-death ally, and he couldn't just stand by and do nothing.
"Oh?"
Fang Fuyao looked over, "Junior Brother, are you trying to save them?"
"Yes!"
Chen Sansi said, "They are my friends, and they have not committed any atrocities. Please spare them, Brother Fang!"
"They haven't committed any atrocities?
"Do you know how many Immortal Sects the Zhuxian Sect has slaughtered? How many Spirit Veins have they destroyed? Isn't that damaging to the Heavenly Dao?"
Fang Fuyao's voice was low, "What if I insist on killing them today?"
Chen Sansi said nothing further.
Accompanied by a dragon's roar, a silver long spear appeared in his hand.
Fang Fuyao's eye twitched slightly.







