Comprehension Ability: Creating and teaching the Dao in various worlds

Chapter 270: Chapter 15: Playing Second Fiddle and Negotiating (Subscribe Requested)_2

Jun Wuji was still able to stay in Cloud Mist Blessed Land only because, in the eyes of Mu Qingliu and Mu Mengting, this man posed no threat.

He didn’t even have the slightest presence.

That’s why he was able to escape this calamity.

“Indeed,” the Round-Faced Celestial Lord nodded in agreement.

If Jun Wuji had been the least bit noticeable, he, along with his two elder brothers and elder sister, would have been transferred over as well.

“Hehe…”

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Just as the gaunt man was about to say something,

his expression suddenly changed.

The Round-Faced Celestial Lord beside him experienced the same change.

Within their sensory range,

a presence appeared out of thin air.

And it headed straight for Vast Cliff Mountain.

“How audacious!”

“How reckless!”

“Do you not know that this place is a forbidden land of the Daode Immortal Sect?”

The other Mahayana Heavenly Monarchs also noticed it one after another.

They all revealed themselves, shouting in an explosive manner.

“Who are you?”

“Son Jun Wuji?”

When the Mahayana Phase Heaven Lords saw clearly the face of the newcomer, they were immediately stunned.

The aura exuded by the figure in front of them was similar to that of Taiyin under the bright moon, but the face was that of Jun Wuji.

Though Jun Wuji was exceedingly low-profile within the Daode Immortal Sect, his appearance was widely known, as he was once a third-generation celestial with a heaven-reaching background.

“I’ve come to take my parents away…”

Lin Yuan spoke with a calm tone.

Before confronting Mu Qingliu, Lin Yuan had already sent his Taiyin Primordial Spirit to Vast Cliff Mountain.

Regardless of the final outcome of the negotiations, Lin Yuan planned to take his parents and elder siblings to the Eastern Sea Islands.

At the very least, he wouldn’t allow them to remain in the hands of the Daode Immortal Sect.

For this reason, this Taiyin Primordial Spirit of Lin Yuan had purposely transformed into the main body’s appearance, so it would be easier for his parents to accept.

“Son Jun Wuji, may I ask if you have the Sect Master’s decree?”

The Round-Faced Celestial Lord and the other Celestial Lords glanced at each other and tested the question.

A starving camel is still bigger than a horse. Even though Jun Dongjin was no longer part of the sect’s high ranks, he was after all the son-in-law of the Mu Family.

Jun Wuji was even the Immortal Sect Leader’s grandson.

Once all the Celestial Lords on scene recognized Jun Wuji’s identity, none of them dared to speak out of turn.

“A sect decree? I don’t have one,”

Lin Yuan shook his head as he replied.

“According to the rules, without a sect decree, Lord Jun Dongjin’s family is not permitted to leave.”

The Round-Faced Celestial Lord reminded him, closely scrutinizing the Jun Wuji before him, sensing something very strange about his aura.

“No matter,”

Lin Yuan said with a slight smile.

The next moment,

the expressions of the Round-Faced Celestial Lord and the others drastically changed.

They all felt the space around them solidify, and found that they were unable to move their internal Mana or Divine Sense. They were bound in place.

Then, under the watchful eyes of numerous Celestial Lords, Lin Yuan walked directly towards Vast Cliff Mountain.

Inside Vast Cliff Mountain,

Jun Dongjin, Mu Lian’er, and Jun Zhilan, as well as Jun Xiaoyao, had long noticed the commotion outside.

At this moment, they looked towards the approaching Jun Wuji in shock.

“Wuji?”

Mu Lian’er tentatively called out.

Although the appearance was the same, the aura was inconsistent.

“Mother,”

Lin Yuan nodded.

At that word,

Mu Lian’er felt a sense of relief in her heart.

Though it was just one word, it assured Mu Lian’er that this was indeed her younger son, Jun Wuji.

“Long story short,”

“I’m going to take you to the East Sea now,”

“where it is much safer than here.”

Lin Yuan looked towards his parents and elder siblings.

“Ah?”

Jun Zhilan blinked.

Everything that happened from the beginning until now left her in a state of confusion.

How could her little brother be like this? And just now, that group of Mahayana Heavenly Monarchs watching over them, why did they suddenly become immobile?

“We’ll explain after we reach the East Sea,”

Lin Yuan raised his right hand and swept his great sleeve.

Space twisted as if compressed, and Jun Dongjin and the other three began to shrink steadily until they were all drawn into the sleeve.

The Daode Immortal Sect’s supreme technique — Cosmos in the Sleeve.

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The Cloud Mist Blessed Land.

Daode Immortal Sect Leader Mu Qingliu, with his gaze fixed intently on the grandson sitting across from him at eye level.

At this moment, Mu Qingliu’s heart was overwhelmed by towering waves.

That sentence “What do you wish to cooperate with me on?” from Jun Wuji almost caused Mu Qingliu to lose his composure on the spot.

As an Ancient Saint of Refine Void, with an exceptionally clear memory, Mu Qingliu was certain that the matter of cooperating with Master Yuanyang was only discussed with Master Yuanyang himself.

To others, he had mentioned only that he was discussing important matters with a Daoist friend.

Discussing important matters could mean many things, far beyond just cooperation.

But now, Jun Wuji was asking him “What to cooperate on?”

“Wuji… you?”

Mu Qingliu’s pupils faintly reflected the silhouette of a celestial mirror.

In just an instant, Mu Qingliu activated dozens, if not hundreds, of secret techniques, trying to uncover the truth about his grandson.

He had no choice.

That phrase “What to cooperate on?” had too great an impact on Mu Qingliu.

Even if Jun Wuji had guessed it by chance, Mu Qingliu would still verify it repeatedly.

Hum!!

With a jolt, Mu Qingliu closed his eyes tightly; he seemed to see torrents of blood qi and rolling scarlet clouds. Jun Wuji, within him, contained some sort of extremely terrifying power that blocked all of his probing secret techniques.

“Who, who are you really?”

Without a sound, above Mu Qingliu’s head, a celestial mirror radiating with fairy light surfaced, the pressure from Jun Wuji was indeed too great—so great that he subconsciously activated the Taihao Immortal Mirror for protection.

“Grandfather.”

“I am Jun Wuji.”

“And also…”

“Master Yuanyang.”

Lin Yuan’s expression remained calm. Since he had decided to reveal his cards, Lin Yuan saw no need to hide his identity anymore, mainly because his current strength was already invincible, fearing nothing, not even the Immortal Sect Leader wielding an immortal artifact.

“You?!”

Mu Qingliu’s face went through a myriad of changes.

At this moment, he even suspected that his own grandson might have been possessed by the powerful Master Yuanyang.

However, possession techniques come with many restrictions, and with his strength, he should have detected something amiss if Jun Wuji had genuinely been possessed.

But there was nothing.

The soul aura of his grandson had been unchanged from beginning to end.

“Master Yuanyang…”

Mu Qingliu raised his head, looking in the direction of the Eastern Sea, vaguely sensing an aura as imposing as the sun rising up and responding to the Jun Wuji in front of him.

“Impressive.”

After a long while, Mu Qingliu’s expression gradually regained calmness, “I never expected that my Daode Immortal Sect, after hundreds of thousands of years, would produce a genius like you…”

Now that the most unbelievable possibility had become the truth, Mu Qingliu’s mind began to clarify the numerous doubts he had.

For instance, when Master Yuanyang first appeared, it had been on the Black Gauze Archipelago.

At that time, his grandson was present to celebrate his own Hollow Void ceremony.

Meng Ting was reporting to him about matters concerning the Black Gauze Archipelago at the time.

“I want to work with you… to work with you to take down Nether Palace, the Blood Demon Sea…”

Looking at Jun Wuji, who had become a stranger before him, Mu Qingliu said in a low voice.

By now, he had fully elevated his own grandson to the same level of authority as himself, and his tone was of negotiation.

“No problem.”

Lin Yuan said indifferently.

He had no particular affection for the Nether Palace, the Blood Demon Sea, or even the Demon Saint’s Nest; even if Mu Qingliu had not mentioned it now, Lin Yuan would have planned to flatten them later on.

“Then…”

Mu Qingliu let out a sigh of relief and continued, “What are your conditions?”

As long as they could resolve a major concern that had plagued the Daode Immortal Sect for hundreds of thousands of years, Mu Qingliu was willing to pay a significant price.

Therefore…

Even if Lin Yuan made a huge demand, Mu Qingliu would likely agree in the end.

After all…

Lin Yuan was his grandson.

Even if he gained a lot more benefits from the Daode Immortal Sect…

It would still be… falling into the hands of his own people.

“Keeping the profit in the family” has its reasoning too.

“Three conditions,”

Lin Yuan began.

“First, I want the complete Taoist Immortal Scripture.”

The Taoist Immortal Scripture, a sect-treasure-level cultivation method of the Daode Immortal Sect, encompasses the essence of progress after the Refining Void Period, into the Dao Integration Stage.

Within the entire Daode Immortal Sect, only the Sect Master is permitted to cultivate this scripture; even the once Jun Dongjin had not learned it.

As the third generation of the Immortal Sect, Lin Yuan’s older brother Jun Xiaoyao would often secretly bring out many of the Immortal Sect’s secret techniques and methods for him.

However, the Taoist Immortal Scripture was something he could not bring out.

No one in the Daode Immortal Sect, except for the Sect Master, knew the location of this scripture, let alone have the chance to access or take it out.

“No problem,”

Mu Qingliu thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.