A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 621: Chapter 489: True Dragon Blood (Part 2)

Lu Qian crushed the Sound Transmission Treasure Pearl, his expression moved slightly.

It turned out that Xi Chan Daoist had already reported to the Spirit Beast Sect, and the experts of the Spirit Beast Sect had already been dispatched.

A plan formed instantly, and Lu Qian quickly embellished and vaguely conveyed the situation here, emphasizing that there is currently a Nascent Soul Spirit Monarch conducting a blood sacrifice in Hidden Dragon Stream, preparing to summon the legendary True Immortal Celestial Monarch. We must report this urgently to the Xuanwei Sect; only the Primordial Spirit Profound Monarch can have a chance to stop this.

After completing all of this, he continued to send messages, this time to Master Cangfeng.

He briefly described the situation in Hidden Dragon Stream, stating that this time six Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Mingyu Sword Sect, four hundred elites, and eight floating battleships suffered total destruction, emphasizing that this is related to the Celestial Monarch. When the battle on his side concludes, they will discuss the details further. This incident has already involved the Cangzhou Four Sects, so how to proceed depends on his judgment, and the Yunshan Sect will definitely cooperate fully.

After sending the messages, Lu Qian sighed deeply.

Regardless, this time Master Cangfeng requested Lu Qian’s assistance, but with the complete annihilation of the Mingyu Sword Sect while the Yunshan Sect suffered no losses, even with Master Cangfeng’s broad-mindedness, this matter will drive a deep rift between the Yunshan Sect and the Mingyu Sword Sect.

If the situation were reversed, I would likely suspect that the Yunshan Sect deliberately guided events in this battle to destroy my forces, thereby weakening my power and ultimately dominating the alliance.

But the situation has come to this, and I can only swallow my pride and speak up. This broken relationship can only be slowly repaired through practical actions; there is no other way.

After sending two messages, Shuangye Square was already in sight, and Lu Qian stopped his pace, his face showing unprecedented solemnity. ℯℯ𝑙.

He began to deliver new orders to Minglong Mountain.

”Relay the order, Yang Jiye, Wu Yan, Xiao Tianci, Zhou Chao, Kong Pengfei, Qin Zhiyi, Wan Lusheng, immediately come here to meet me.”

The people beside him were startled, which meant that the Yunshan Sect and its affiliated sects, except Tao Boliang, had brought all their Foundation Establishment cultivators over!

What is Lu Qian planning to do? Is he planning to intervene in the matter of Hidden Dragon Stream?

Just as they heard Lu Qian continue.

”Senior Brother Wang, you return to Minglong Mountain to recover. Your injuries are severe, and you’re unable to continue fighting in the upcoming battles.”

”The great change is imminent, and with two hundred and forty inner sect disciples stationed on Minglong Mountain and the escape speed of six Divine Ships too slow, they will continue defending the mountain.”

”The descent of the Celestial Monarch is a mismatched coincidence; we can no longer stay on the sidelines. I will lead the Yunshan Sect’s strongest forces to fully respond to this matter.”

Thus, the Foundation Establishment cultivators by my side will include Wu Yan, Yang Jiye, Jiang Qingfeng, Xiao Tianci, Ding Shu, Shen Jialuo, Zhou Chao, Zhou Ang, Zhuang Hui, Kong Pengfei, Qin Zhiyi, Wan Lusheng, altogether twelve people.

Plus the newly subdued Jade Flood Dragon, this is almost the most luxurious lineup that the Yunshan Sect can put forward.

Unforeseeable changes are about to happen; Lu Qian has decided to return to Hidden Dragon Stream to at least gain control over the situation and achieve a certain degree of initiative.

Although the power is weak, taking the initiative to attack is still better than staying in the mountain and being inexplicably wiped out.

Wang Yu also comprehended the gravity of the matter; he has his judgment, and at once listens to Lu Qian’s arrangements, intending to return solo to the mountain gate.

Lu Qian suddenly leaned close to Wang Yu, whispering in his ear: ”Senior Brother Wang, if the Celestial Mandate doesn’t protect us and we die here, you will be the fifth-generation Sect Leader of the Yunshan Sect. Lead the disciples to evacuate quickly and go to Ningzhou to find Guh Niqiang.”

Wang Yu’s body quivered, his jet-black eyes fixated on Lu Qian.

A few breaths later, he nodded, and soared into the sky, heading toward Minglong Mountain.

”Let’s adjust and rest on the spot, waiting for others to arrive.” Lu Qian said.

Zhuang Hui couldn’t help but ask: ”Sect Leader Lu, if the situation is critically urgent like this and all Foundation Establishment battle strength gathered, why not call Fairy Jingxia?”

Lu Qian nodded: ”Rest assured, I have my arrangements.”

So the group said no more, eagerly consuming the Spirit Pills to begin meditating and adjusting their breaths.

What they didn’t know was that this was merely a prevarication by Lu Qian; this time, Guh Niqiang couldn’t be counted on.

Some time later, in Hidden Dragon Stream, this originally deep and tranquil stream water surged fiercely like boiling, with waves rising as tall as over a dozen yards, crashing and pounding on the valley slopes.

Above the stream water, Meng Chi True Monarch gazed intoxicatedly at two blood pearls.

One drop was almost pure black, emanating ancient and grand, overwhelmingly powerful fluctuations, causing the entire Hidden Dragon Stream’s violent upheaval.

In front of this tiny drop of blood, even with Meng Chi True Monarch’s cultivation, she felt incredibly insignificant, developing a sense of devotion and worship.

”True Dragon Blood...” Meng Chi True Monarch murmured to herself, ”Even though it’s so mixed, far inferior to its prime. Yet with cultivator Spirit Blood to refine and stir up, it can remove most of its impurities.”

She lightly moved her palm, and another drop of scarlet, clear blood pearl began to vibrate, emitting intense vitality waves.

This was the Spirit Blood condensed from the bodies of a batch of slain Foundation Establishment Feather Scholars and four hundred Qi Cultivation elites, drained off their blood essence.

Yet in the face of True Dragon Blood, it was merely able to exert a little stirring force.

The Spirit Blood quivered gently, strands of blood mist began to drift up, starting to entwine the black blood drop. The surface of the True Dragon Blood slowly tremored, as though steam was boiling within the tiny arc, and thin streams of black gas gradually rose, being absorbed by the blood mist.