Cultivation: I Signed in with the Talent of an Immortal at the Start

Chapter 91: Divine Fire Sect Absolute Heaven Alliance

He was burly, dressed in a magnificent red robe with gold trim, exuding a powerful aura and an arrogant demeanor, as he leisurely strode into the main hall of the Shenxuan Sect’s main peak.

“I am Peng Yan, an Elder of the Divine Fire Sect!”

Peng Yan’s voice was booming, echoing through the hall with a tone of condescension.

“I have specially come to your Sect this time to discuss a matter of great importance concerning your survival!”

“Where is your Sect Master?”

Between his brows, he made no effort to conceal his disdain for the Sects of Great Xia.

Seeing the other party’s arrogant and impolite behavior, a hot-tempered Elder, with his beard and hair bristling, could no longer hold back and sternly rebuked him:

“How dare you! If your Sect Master doesn’t come, do you expect our Sect Master to humble himself to meet you?”

“You, a mere Elder, can you represent the Divine Fire Sect, can you represent the Great Ming Cultivation World?”

“Hmph!”

Peng Yan sneered, his gaze like a cold blade, disdainfully sweeping over the Elders whose expressions were filled with anger.

“I can make it clearer, although my Divine Fire Sect cannot represent the entire Great Ming, do you know who stands behind my Divine Fire Sect?”

He deliberately paused, creating pressure.

Everyone suppressed their anger and remained silent, not wanting to engage in his pretentious words.

Seeing this, Peng Yan’s lips curved into a triumphant smile, and his voice suddenly rose, as if making an announcement:

“The Immortal Sect from overseas, the Absolute Heaven Alliance! Have you ever heard of them?”

“They possess eight Tribulation Transcendence Realm powerhouses and millions of Disciples. Our Divine Fire Sect’s Old Ancestor is one of them, and the Absolute Heaven Alliance needs a stronghold in Kyushu.”

His gaze was like lightning, sweeping across the magnificent hall,

“I think your Shenxuan Sect’s location is quite good! If you know what’s good for you, pack your things and scram now, you might still be able to save your lives!”

Upon hearing Peng Yan’s words, the eyes of many Elders of the Shenxuan Sect immediately blazed with fury:

“This is outrageous, do you really think our Shenxuan Sect is easy to bully?”

“Pipe dream, we will never agree!”

Hearing this, Peng Yan instead shook his head and chuckled:

“To be honest with you, the Xuantian Dao Sect was taken over by another Immortal Sect from overseas and has now become their stronghold. Their Old Ancestor was severely injured and fled, and their Sect Master has already fallen in battle. That grand Sect has now vanished into thin air.”

He looked around, seeing everyone’s faces instantly turn ugly, and slowly added,

“If your Shenxuan Sect also wants to end up like that, this Seat… will not persuade you further.”

His posture of “I’m doing this for your own good” made everyone feel immense shame, indignation, and a biting chill.

The Xuantian Dao Sect, also one of the four great Immortal Sects of Great Xia, its foundation and strength were in no way inferior to the Shenxuan Sect, and in fact, if not for the Demon-Slaying Sword Master, their Shenxuan Sect would not even be as good as them!

How could such a grand Sect turning to dust overnight not fill them with dread?

“Enough!”

A shout broke the silence in the hall.

Sect Master Xuan Weizi appeared on the main seat of the hall, his gaze like lightning shooting towards Peng Yan.

“This Seat is Xuan Weizi, the Sect Master of the Shenxuan Sect. If Your Excellency’s visit is only to deliver such arrogant words, then you may leave!”

“Furthermore, to act so presumptuously in my Shenxuan Sect, Your Excellency… are you truly not afraid of losing your life here?”

His words were calm, yet they contained a mountain-like pressure.

“Heh heh…”

Peng Yan faced Xuan Weizi’s pressure, letting out a contemptuous sneer, and said confidently:

“This Seat represents the Divine Fire Sect and the Absolute Heaven Alliance, and even the entire Great Ming Cultivation World. If something happens to me, I’d like to see what fate awaits your Shenxuan Sect!”

“We can still discuss this now, but soon, I fear there won’t even be room for discussion!”

With that, Peng Yan proudly surveyed his surroundings, his eyes arrogant, as if he was certain the Shenxuan Sect wouldn’t dare touch him.

And within his wide sleeve, his fingers quietly clutched a Dao talisman that emitted a subtle yet powerful fluctuation.

“Bastard!”

“I’d like to see just how powerful your Absolute Heaven Alliance is!”

“Do you really think there’s no one in my Shenxuan Sect who can slay you?”

“Sect Master! Take this scoundrel down!”

The atmosphere in the hall instantly became tense, with several Returning to Void Realm Elders’ spiritual Qi surging around them, locking onto Peng Yan’s aura, ready to strike at any moment to apprehend this arrogant fellow.

A mere Returning to Void Realm cultivator daring to shout so brazenly in the core of the Shenxuan Sect was simply courting death!

“Quiet!”

Xuan Weizi’s face was ashen, his heart seething with anger, but as the Sect Master, he still maintained his last bit of composure and grace, forcibly suppressing the murderous intent that was on the verge of erupting.

He raised his hand and pressed it down, signaling the agitated Elders to calm down for now.

“There’s no need to say another word about this matter!”

Xuan Weizi’s voice was resolute, his gaze exceptionally firm,

“No one in my Shenxuan Sect, from top to bottom, will leave! Ancestral foundation, Sect’s Dao lineage, how can others covet them!”

“I don’t care if you are the Divine Fire Sect or the Absolute Heaven Alliance,”

His words were firm and resounding, like the clash of metal, revealing a hint of determination.

“If you want to fight, then fight!”

“That’s right, if we want to fight, then fight!”

Many Elders spoke up one after another.

With Xuan Weizi’s declaration, the last trace of fear in their hearts was swept away.

“Good! Very good!”

Peng Yan’s face completely darkened, as if it could drip water.

He didn’t expect the Shenxuan Sect to be so unyielding.

Facing the anger of the crowd, he dared not linger any longer, only leaving behind a vicious and threatening remark filled with resentment, then flicked his sleeve and turned, transforming into a crimson streak of light, and hastily fled the hall:

“Seven days from now, I’ll see if you can still be as unyielding as you are today. Just wait for your Sect to be shattered and your Dao lineage to be severed!”

Watching Peng Yan flee in disarray, his figure disappearing outside the hall, the anger on the faces of the people in the hall gradually faded, replaced by an unresolvable, heavy sorrow.

That was a powerful force with eight Tribulation Transcendence Realm powerhouses.

If they truly attacked, how could they possibly be their opponents?

Xuan Weizi also saw everyone’s worry, took a deep breath, and said in a clear voice:

“They claim to have eight Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivators, but does that mean they truly have eight?”

“These great overseas Sects may seem formidable, but in reality, they are not a monolithic entity. They are more like an Alliance than a Sect, and it’s impossible for them to send out all their forces just to contend for Opportunities on the Kyushu Continent.”

“And with all of us united, what do we have to fear from them?”

Xuan Weizi’s words were steady and powerful, carrying a strength that calmed people’s hearts.

Many Elders also nodded, feeling much more at ease.

After encouraging everyone, Xuan Weizi nodded slightly, his expression as steady as a mountain, seemingly not worried at all.

As the Elders’ figures successively dispersed, only he remained in the spacious hall.

Xuan Weizi’s face was filled with solemnity.

Damn it, eight Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivators!

Who wouldn’t panic upon hearing that?

The next moment, his figure had already disappeared from his original spot, appearing outside the Demon Subduing Hall, his steps heavy.

Although he didn’t want to disturb Han Xuanji’s cultivation, there was truly no other way.

“Demon-Slaying Sword Master…”

Xuan Weizi looked at the tightly shut hall door, his voice low and urgent, filled with an unprecedented gravity,

“Something… bad has happened!”