Becoming an Immortal and Ancestor, Starting from the Clan-protecting Divine Beast

58: Chapter 58 The Storm Rises in the PlainsArriving at Liyuan Commandery city once again, everything was just as it had been when he first arrived; nothing had changed.

It remained bustling and extraordinary, with shops standing in rows, carriages and horses like flowing water, and an endless stream of passersby, completely unaffected by the ancient ruins of Liquan Town.

The Jieyang Sect was located in the inner city area of Liyuan Commandery. To enter the inner city, one had to be from one of the seven Purple Mansion Factions, the Commandery Governor’s Mansion, or be a resident with the right of abode; otherwise, entry was prohibited.

Of course, if one held an invitation from one of the seven Purple Mansion Factions, the guards watching the inner city gate would not dare to block one’s path; instead, they would respectfully invite one inside.

If ordinary Cultivators accidentally got too close to the inner city, these guards would ruthlessly scold and drive them away, even resorting to violence, displaying their tendency to bully the weak and fear the strong to the extreme.

Chen Fufeng led Yuan Feng through the streets, which were packed with an endless stream of Cultivators. A faint Aura of a Foundation Establishment Great Demon emanated from Yuan Feng, causing many Cultivators blocking the way to quickly clear a path.

Although it was a commandery city, Qi Refining Cultivators were still the majority. To them, Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators remained unreachable, untouchable big shots.

After traveling for a full hour, during which Chen Fufeng even used a Spirit Movement Talisman to speed up his journey, they finally crossed the entire outer city and arrived near the inner city.

Chen Fufeng took out the Jieyang Sect invitation. After the guards confirmed it was in order, they hurriedly bowed and scraped, respectfully inviting the man and the ape inside.

Once they entered the inner city, the hustle and bustle of the outer city vanished, replaced by a cold, quiet atmosphere that permeated the air.

There were magnificent jade towers and carved beams, with curling mists drifting about. Even the concentration of Spiritual Qi was more than a grade higher than in the outer city.

From time to time, one could see gorgeously dressed Cultivators passing by, their expressions indifferent, carrying an Aura that kept others at a distance.

When they caught a glimpse of the man and the ape, a hint of disgust appeared between their brows, even though Yuan Feng was a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator.

Those who could live in the inner city were either from Purple Mansion Factions or were wealthy and noble; their factions had more than a handful of Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators.

They sensed an Aura on Chen Fufeng that did not belong to the ’inner city’ and concluded that he must have come from some remote town.

The news that the Jieyang Sect was going to hold a Demon Slaying Assembly had spread throughout the entire Liyuan Commandery, so these inner city residents were naturally aware of it.

”Bumpkin,” an Eighth Layer of Qi Refining Cultivator who was passing by left behind such a remark.

Yuan Feng glanced at him, causing the man’s hair to stand on end, as if he had been targeted by a savage, primeval beast, and he scrambled away toward the outer city, rolling and crawling.

”Brother Yuan, my apologies, I’ve made you laugh,” Chen Fufeng said with an apologetic look on his face.

He had come out wearing clothing sewn from graded fabric, of a grade as high as First-Order High Grade.

He hadn’t expected that in the eyes of these inner city people, it was still no different from a country bumpkin.

”Old Chen, he’s just a second-generation ancestor relying on the protection of his forefathers; no need to care,” Yuan Feng said dismissively, with a bright light flickering in his eyes. ”When you and I reach the Purple Mansion, they will be the ones looking up to us.”

”Brother Yuan is right,” Chen Fufeng laughed, feeling much better.

Half an hour later, they arrived at Jieyang Mountain, where the Jieyang Sect was located.

It was called Jieyang Mountain, but calling it the Jieyang Blessed Land would be more appropriate; it was ranked as Low Grade.

Normally, a Low Grade Blessed Land was sufficient to radiate over a radius of several thousand li, raising the concentration of Spiritual Qi in that area to a very high level.

However, Liyuan Commandery city was only so big; it was impossible for one Purple Mansion Faction to occupy a territory of several thousand li.

Moreover, the larger the area the Blessed Land radiated, the higher the degree to which the concentration of Spiritual Qi would be diluted. It was better to shrink it to a suitable range, keeping the Spiritual Qi concentration at an appropriate level.

In this way, it could ensure the daily breathing and cultivation of Purple Mansion True Persons, as well as the cultivation of Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining level Cultivators.

Chen Fufeng stood at the foot of Jieyang Mountain, looking at the dozens of majestic peaks that stretched out, with swirling clouds and mists above them, rays of immortal radiance, and myriad paths of rosy light.

There were also buildings with glazed jade tiles dotted among them, appearing and disappearing, surrounded by towering ancient green trees, their branches vigorous like coiled dragons.

It made him sigh in admiration, what a blessed land of immortals.

His own Luoyun Mountain had changed drastically after incorporating the Second-Order Spiritual Vein, but compared to this Jieyang Mountain, it seemed worthless.

”This is the foundation of the number one faction in Liyuan Commandery,” Chen Fufeng shook his head and sighed softly, leading Yuan Feng up the mountain.

Walking to the mountainside, a magnificent gate cast from white jade stood before them, with three large characters written on it: Jieyang Sect.

The Concept was profound, with iron-like strokes and silver hooks, like a dragon soaring in the Nine Heavens, and a phoenix swimming in the four seas.

Looking closely, one could almost see a great sun bathing in the East Sea, with purple Qi coming from the east for thirty thousand li, illuminating the eight wildernesses and the six directions.

A Gate-Guarding Disciple walked over and bowed, ”May I ask, is Your Excellency here to attend the Demon Slaying Assembly?”

Chen Fufeng nodded and handed over the invitation, ”That’s right, please lead the way.”

The Gate-Guarding Disciple opened the invitation, sensed the unique seal Aura of the Jieyang Sect on it, and after confirming it was correct, walked in front to lead the way.

”Patriarch Chen, please follow me.”

When passing through the Jieyang Sect gate, this Gate-Guarding Disciple explained, ”Patriarch Chen, this was written by our Jieyang Sect’s founding Ancestral Master, the Great True Person Jieyang, and it contains his insights into the Dao of Jieyang.”

When mentioning the Great True Person Jieyang, the Gate-Guarding Disciple straightened his back, his tone full of pride.

”Brother Yuan, this Great True Person Jieyang was also a legend. Back in the day, he dominated the Xuan Prefecture, known as the number one Purple Mansion person in Xuan Prefecture at that time; even the Great True Person of the Xuan Yuan Sect was not his match.”

”It’s just a pity that in seeking the golden core, he ultimately failed and turned into a handful of golden ashes.”

Chen Fufeng transmitted his voice.

Back then, it was rumored that the Great True Person Jieyang would surely succeed in seeking the golden core and become a Golden Core True Monarch, but in the end, he failed to achieve it and fell sadly.

There were many different opinions on this, and the most widely circulated one was that the Xuan Yuan Sect secretly intervened and obstructed him, which caused the Great True Person Jieyang to fail.

After all, when a Golden Core True Monarch takes action, even if you are a Purple Mansion Great True Person, so what? Without a True Monarch to vouch for you behind the scenes, you are still not worth mentioning.

As they gradually went deeper into the Jieyang Sect, the scenery along the way made the man and the ape even more amazed.

The peaks were towering and steep, with oppressive Spiritual Qi within. Ahead, they could see a thousand-zhang waterfall falling down, a white ribbon like a galaxy pouring onto the ground, with a rumbling sound like ten thousand horses galloping; it was spectacular and magnificent.

The mountain paths wound through secluded areas, passing by the waterfall, leading to the depths of the beautiful spiritual mountain.

On the road, halls that were simple yet slightly luxurious stood tall. One could even see artificially cultivated Spirit Medicine fields, where many Spirit Medicines were planted, with spiritual light overflowing and the fragrance of medicine hitting the nose.

When passing by a cold pool that was hundreds of zhang wide, Yuan Feng felt a sense of response, raised his head, and looked, seeing a scene that shocked his heart.

He saw a pair of huge eyes, like large vats, open in the cold pool. A head as large as a house stirred the cold pool water, rushed out of the cold pool, and shot straight into the high sky.

This was a large snake covered with mysterious black scales, its body a full thousand zhang long. The thick Purple Mansion Aura emanating from its body made the surrounding Void Realm tremble.

”This is a Black Water Profound Serpent subdued by our sect’s founding Ancestral Master. It is already at the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, and it is also our sect’s Spirit Beast protecting the mountain. Looking at the entire Liyuan Commandery, there are not even a handful of Purple Mansion True Persons who can rival our sect’s Spirit Beast protecting the mountain.”

The Gate-Guarding Disciple’s face turned slightly pale, but anyone could hear the pride and arrogance in his tone.

”Thank you for informing me, Fellow Daoist,” Chen Fufeng suppressed the palpitations in his heart and wiped the cold sweat from his face. A moment ago, he felt as if he had fallen into Hell.

This was the first time he had seen an existence at the Purple Mansion level. Although it was not a True Person, it was even more powerful than an average True Person.

Subsequently, the two men and the ape continued forward, finally arriving at a grand hall that was a thousand zhang long and wide and a hundred zhang high.

”Patriarch Chen, the Demon Slaying Assembly is being held here.” After the Gate-Guarding Disciple finished speaking, he bowed and went back to guard the mountain.

Chen Fufeng straightened his clothes before walking in.

He did not arrive too early or too late. There were already quite a few figures in the hall, most of whom were at the Foundation Establishment cultivation level. There were even some Foundation Establishment Peak level Great Cultivators, whose Auras were like mountains, making it hard for people to breathe.

These were all Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators from various Foundation Establishment Factions within Liyuan Commandery, with varying levels.

Some had just been promoted not long ago, while others came from old Foundation Establishment Families that had been passed down for hundreds or even over a thousand years, just without birthing a Purple Mansion True Person.

Chen Fufeng looked around and saw a few familiar figures.

One was the Zhang Family Ancestor Zhang Siyuan, and the other was the Tang Family’s Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator Tang Weibin.

The two also noticed Chen Fufeng and the Yuan Feng on his shoulder, and hurriedly walked over to greet them.

”Fellow Daoist Dou Zhan, long time no see,” Zhang Siyuan spoke first, full of smiles, looking like a spring breeze.

”Greetings, Old Ancestor Zhang, Old Ancestor Tang,” Chen Fufeng bowed.

Yuan Feng nodded slightly, ”Long time no see, Fellow Daoist Zhang.”

Tang Weibin also bowed and smiled, ”During our trip to Liquan Town, Fellow Daoist Dou Zhan’s strength really surprised me. Thinking back to when I asked Fellow Daoist Dou Zhan for advice, it was truly overestimating my own capabilities.”

”Fellow Daoist Tang, there is no need for that. Your Xu Earth Spell is not bad either, much stronger than that Wang Xuanzhao,” Yuan Feng glanced at him. One does not hit a smiling person, so he gave him a boost.

Hearing this, Tang Weibin’s face blossomed with joy. Who doesn’t like to hear compliments? Especially when said by a Great Demon comparable to a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, it made his heart stir a little.

”By the way, Fellow Daoist Zhang, Fellow Daoist Tang, do you have any inside information about this Demon Slaying Assembly?” Yuan Feng asked in a low voice.

Zhang Siyuan shook his head, ”Sorry, Fellow Daoist Dou Zhan, my Zhang Family’s information channels are blocked, and I know nothing about the movements of the major Purple Mansion Factions.”

”I do know some inside information,” Tang Weibin carefully looked around, and after ensuring that no one noticed them, he whispered:

”I heard that this Demon Slaying Assembly is mainly to select twelve Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators to serve as leaders, to command the various Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators in Liyuan Commandery, and then take action against Liquan Town to completely clear out the obsidian statues occupying Liquan Town.”