Chapter 897: Meeting Fellow Disciples

The Mortal Realm

The old man hastily caught the iron token. Upon inspection, he realized it belonged to a Core Formation cultivator from their sect!

This person was actually a senior fellow disciple.

The iron token was authentic, bearing the unique mark of the Landou Sect, and could not be faked.

The old man and the others were all dumbfounded.

These disciples came from various peaks of the Landou Sect, representing both the Five Elements and Yin-Yang lineages. They racked their brains but could not recall having such a martial uncle in their sect.

Inside Dongming Island.

The Core Formation cultivators sat in the bamboo pavilion, enjoying the unique scenery outside. Fine wines and spiritual fruits were laid before them as they discussed the Dao, with occasional bursts of laughter.

The atmosphere seemed very harmonious.

The bamboo pavilion was not large, but there weren't many Core Formation cultivators on Dongming Island at the moment. Even with everyone spread out, there was still ample space.

Head Lu of the Landou Sect and other Core Formation cultivators were seated in the center, surrounded like stars around the moon.

Qin Sang, using the alias Mingyue, sat beside Daoist Moyu, listening more and speaking less. In this short time, he had indeed heard many secrets about the various sects on Landou Island.

“Daoist Mingyue, is your cave abode on Baogu Mountain, Tianxing Island? With your cultivation, you certainly wouldn't be unknown. Before I took charge of Canglan Peak, I frequently traveled to Tianxing Island, yet I never heard of you,” Head Lu said, looking at Qin Sang with some curiosity.

“I am merely a rogue cultivator, truly an unknown figure,” Qin Sang replied, taking a sip of the fine wine, his expression unchanged. “Before forming my Core, I had always been active in the demon sea. This time, due to the great turmoil in the demon sea, I had no choice but to relocate to the inner sea, renting a cave abode on Baogu Mountain to settle down. I rarely appeared in Tianxing City before, so it's normal that not many people know me, and for Head Lu not to have heard of me.” He finally added with a sigh, "I don't know when the chaos in the demon sea will subside. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and escaped to the inner sea in time, but all my foundations there were destroyed. Feeling distressed, I couldn't calmly cultivate in seclusion, so I decided to travel around. I happened to pass by here and encountered Daoist Moyu, bothering him for a few days.”

“The demon sea!” Head Lu exclaimed, a look of sudden realization dawning on him. “No wonder Daoist Moyu spoke so highly of you. That you dared to enter the demon sea during the Foundation Establishment stage—that courage is something I, Lu, am ashamed to lack.”

The others also chimed in with agreement.

Landou Island was not too far from Tianxing Island. Out of curiosity, they had all visited the demon sea and deeply understood the dangers it contained. Hearing that Qin Sang had ventured alone in the demon sea for so many years, they began to re-evaluate his strength.

Qin Sang chuckled, “I was also forced to do so. I envy you all more, having your sects as your backing. Unlike me, who became utterly displaced after being caught in the conflict. Head Lu, I previously heard from Daoist Moyu that Senior Lu is currently defending against demon beasts on Dahuang Island. I wonder if there has been any news back? When can the beast tide be repelled?” Qin Sang asked, feigning eagerness.

Head Lu's gaze flickered, and his suspicion of Qin Sang lessened slightly. He guessed that this person's presence on Dongming Island was a pretense to observe the ceremony, while his true intention was to inquire about the demon sea.

Seeing that others were also very curious about the matter, Head Lu did not conceal anything and said indifferently, “My godfather might be busy with affairs, and has not sent back any recent messages. However, regarding the situation in the demon sea, I have heard some things from other fellow Daoists. It is said that defending Dahuang Island is not difficult, but as for when the beast tide will recede, that is hard to say…”

Just as he was speaking, a streak of light suddenly pierced through the thin mist and flew directly into the bamboo pavilion.

Head Lu's expression changed slightly, and his figure flashed, appearing at the entrance of the bamboo pavilion. He grabbed the streak of light, and just as he was about to examine it, a muffled thud suddenly came from afar, and the ground trembled.

The Core Formation cultivators present had excellent hearing and faintly heard several screams, recognizing them as those of the Landou Sect disciples guarding outside.

“Who dares to trespass on Dongming Island!” Old Daoist Huayang's face changed drastically, and he immediately rushed out.

However, Head Lu was even faster than him, his figure already vanished into the thin mist.

Everyone exchanged glances and also flew out of the bamboo pavilion.

Qin Sang, as if it didn't concern him, lagged behind. If someone dared to provoke the Landou Sect, he would be even happier to see it happen, as the more chaotic the situation, the more favorable it would be for his plans.

However, he was also very curious as to who dared to attack Dongming Island.

When he arrived at the entrance, he saw Head Lu and the others confronting three Core Formation cultivators.

The Landou Sect disciples guarding the gate were lying on the slopes on both sides, wailing. With their cultivation levels, they clearly couldn't be a match for the intruders, and all were injured.

Fortunately, the attackers did not aim for a killing blow, and all were still alive.

These three were all strangers. Except for the last young man, whose cultivation was slightly weaker, the other two were both mid-stage Foundation Establishment experts with formidable auras.

However, Head Lu's side had more than ten Core Formation cultivators, and Head Lu himself was a peak late-stage expert. Against Head Lu and the others, these three seemed somewhat outnumbered.

Facing this situation, the three of them were nevertheless aggressive and showed no signs of weakness.

What puzzled Qin Sang even more was that Head Lu and Old Daoist Huayang, after seeing the intruders, were full of surprise, and their expressions were very peculiar.

The leader was a burly man. He looked at Head Lu and gave a strange laugh, “What's wrong, Junior Brother Lu? Now that you've become Head and hold all the power, do you not recognize your fellow disciples anymore?”

As soon as these words were uttered, a commotion erupted.

The cultivators from other sects were all dumbfounded, clutching their magical artifacts, unsure whether to retract them or attack.

They had originally thought foreign enemies were invading the island and felt united against them. But hearing the man's tone, they realized he was a Landou Sect disciple and were momentarily at a loss as to what to do.

Everyone uniformly looked at Head Lu, seeking confirmation. They saw his face was exceedingly grim, and he did not utter a refutation.

“Are the three of you also from the Landou Sect? Why have I, Qi, never seen you before?” the cultivator surnamed Qi asked.

At this moment, a few people showed pensive expressions, seemingly knowing something.

Head Lu's gaze slightly narrowed, and he questioned in a deep voice, “Senior Brother Gao, you have not abided by our agreement by appearing here, and you even attacked and injured the gate-guarding disciples. What do you intend to do?”

So they really are Landou Sect disciples. Could it be an internal conflict within the sect?

The Landou Sect was currently under the sole control of Lu Xiaoyun. However, there were actually two Nascent Soul grandmasters within the sect, meaning there wasn't a lack of power to contend with Lu Xiaoyun's lineage. The other grandmaster, though, had been silent for many years, claiming to be in seclusion. If this person were to awaken, and Lu Xiaoyun happened to be absent…

Those present, all old monsters who had lived for hundreds of years, couldn't help but let their imaginations run wild.

A commotion rippled through the crowd, and they quietly put away their magical artifacts. As outsiders, and unable to discern the situation clearly, they did not want to cause any misunderstandings.

“A few mere disciples, blind and ignorant, not even recognizing their senior martial uncles and grand-uncles, yet daring to block us from entering the island. Can I, Gao, not teach them a lesson?” The burly man sneered, a look of disdain on his face. “Our presence here is naturally to reclaim what originally belonged to my Dou Niu Peak lineage, now usurped by you. Junior Brother Lu, return what you've taken, and I, Gao, will turn and leave without another word, never stepping foot on Landou Island again!”