Chapter 141: Chapter 141: Sword Cultivators Must Always Be Calm

Looking at Lu Lingjun falling into silence once again, Gu An could feel that she had grasped the opportunity for a breakthrough.

It was obvious that Lu Lingjun had been stuck at the Ninth Layer of the Unification Realm for a long time, and her Spiritual Power was no longer able to grow.

Gu An pulled her into the valley and said, “Tell me, what is the Mystic Heart Realm exactly like? It seems so powerful. Mystic Heart, Mystic Heart, could it be that there is something special about the heart in this realm?”

Lu Lingjun’s expression changed upon hearing this.

Her heart was undergoing slight changes, with a thread of special power surging inside.

This thread of special power was, of course, Gu An’s Mana. However, he used it so skillfully, and the gap between their realms was so vast, that Lu Lingjun couldn’t detect it was his power. Instead, she thought she was about to undergo a transformation.

This thread of Mana circled inside Lu Lingjun’s heart and then returned to Gu An’s body, giving Lu Lingjun a fleeting sense of loss.

At this time, other disciples in the valley gathered around, asking about the background of the female demon cultivator from earlier.

Covered in blood, Gu An gave a few brief answers before going back to the pavilion to wash himself.

Lu Lingjun returned to the wooden fence, looked up at the thunderclouds, and continued to watch the battle.

For the Third Medicine Valley, Fairy Bai Xia was just a small episode. Even the servant disciples didn’t pay much attention, not realizing that the deceased female demon cultivator’s Cultivation Level surpassed all others in the Nine Dynasties. Apart from Gu An, she had the highest cultivation.

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Taichen Dynasty, Wanji Forest.

Flags stood along the edges of the forest, enclosing a hundred-mile-radius area. Trenches carved out the ground, forming a labyrinth of rune paths when seen from above.

This was the Ephemera Sect’s foundational formation, the Six-path Mahayana Array!

At the center of the formation, seven black-robed figures sat in a circle, all meditating. They were all in the Mystic Heart Realm, and above the Fifth Layer of the Mystic Heart Realm, making them the top seven among the Ephemera Sect’s hundred esteemed elders!

One of the elderly women opened her eyes and said, “There are signs of a Mystic Heart Realm battle in the direction of the Supreme Sect. It seems Vice Sect Hierarch and Venerable Chi Qian have started their actions. I wonder if Sword Venerable Fudao will make a move.”

Upon hearing this, the other six people opened their eyes.

“The Supreme Sect is in grave danger. Sword Venerable Fudao will definitely make a move.”

“They say Sword Venerable Fudao’s cultivation is at least at the Eighth Floor of the Mystic Heart Realm. I wonder if it’s true.”

“No matter what, with the Vice Sect Hierarch making a move, the Supreme Sect can only rely on Sword Venerable Fudao.”

“We indeed underestimated the sects of this land. Though it appears barren and backward, it can call upon so many Mystic Heart Realm cultivators.”

“Having stood for thousands of years, eventually someone will reach the Mystic Heart Realm.”

The Ephemera Sect’s top seven conversed casually, speaking as if the fate of the Supreme Sect was already sealed.

At the same time.

Thousands of miles away, amidst the mountains, the cultivators of the Supreme Sect were stationed. Disciples were monitoring each mountain peak within a thousand miles around.

In a temporary hall within the main camp, Lv Baitian, Ancestor Xuan Quan, and dozens of high-ranking members of the Supreme Sect gathered.

An Hao and Wu Jue were also present. An Hao stood next to Lv Baitian, while Wu Jue stood behind Zhou Yu from the Venerable Pavilion.

Lv Baitian sat there in a domineering manner, looking less like a Righteous Path sect leader and more like a Demon Lord.

With a sullen face, he asked, “What does this mean? Does the Cangtian Sect want to be the Alliance Hierarch?”

Ji Chen from the Ji Family said helplessly, “Indeed. The number of sects from the Nine Dynasties has exceeded forty, and doing things recklessly would rather entangle us. Therefore, the Cangtian Sect proposed to elect an Alliance Hierarch, and since they have dispatched a million disciples and four Mystic Heart Realm Supreme Elders, they believe they should lead.”

Four Mystic Heart Realms, truly terrifying!

It should be known that before the Ephemera Sect’s disaster, the Unification Realm was the highest realm in the Nine Dynasties. Little did anyone expect that when the Nine Dynasties catastrophe arrived, the Cangtian Sect could summon four Mystic Heart Realm Supreme Elders!

Not every supporting sect sent Mystic Heart Realms.

This was the dispatch array for battle. The Cangtian Sect no doubt had other Mystic Heart Realm Great Cultivators stationed, just like the Supreme Sect.

The Supreme Sect could only send one Mystic Heart Realm Supreme Elder. Compared in strength, the Supreme Sect really couldn’t be compared to the Cangtian Sect.

Ji Chen’s words cast a silence over the hall. Many elders wanted to rebut but had no rebuttal.

The Ji Family, Zhou Family, and Gu Family were the three major families of the Taicang Dynasty. But in the Nine Dynasties, they might not even be in the top three.

Lv Baitian took a deep breath, staring hard at Ji Chen, asking, “Where is your Ji Family’s ancestor? When will they arrive?”

Ji Chen replied, “They should arrive within these few days, but only one could be found.”

Just like sects, the Mystic Heart Realm cultivators within aristocratic families rarely stayed within the family, often traveling the world in search of higher fortunes.

Lv Baitian looked at Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu immediately said, “The elders of our family are preoccupied, but the patriarch is trying their best to persuade them. We should be able to secure one Mystic Heart Realm within a month.”

Lv Baitian frowned, feeling quite displeased, as one of the four Cangtian Sect’s Mystic Heart Realms bore the Zhou name.

He then shifted his gaze to Gu Gua from the Venerable Pavilion.

Gu Gua, calm and composed, said, “I can’t say for sure. The elders of my clan have quirky temperaments. We can’t be certain how many will come, but we will definitely contribute. Our Gu Family has always been duty-bound to the Nine Dynasties.”

Lv Baitian chuckled.

Watching this scene, An Hao was secretly amazed. It was his first encounter with the influence of the three major families.

As strong as the Sect Leader was, even he had to speak politely.

Lv Baitian was overbearing in nature but showed restraint depending on who he was dealing with. Against the Chu Family, he could suppress the whole clan, but against the three major families, he had to be courteous.

Below the Mystic Heart Realm, Lv Baitian was unparalleled. But due to the Ephemera Sect, it was now the era of the Mystic Heart Realm.

“When I become the Sect Leader, all families must heed my command!” An Hao swore to himself.

In his mind, Lv Baitian’s troubles stemmed from not being strong enough!

As long as he was strong enough, he wouldn’t fear the whims of any force!

Wu Jue didn’t ponder so deeply, being aligned with the Zhou Family. He found this meeting noisy.

Without eliminating the Ephemera Sect sooner, the Supreme Sect’s danger only increased.

At this moment, an elder hurried into the hall, holding a Jade Scroll, and quickly said, “The sect is under attack by the Ephemera Sect’s Mystic Heart Realm!”

This statement caused an uproar; An Hao frowned, thinking of his sister An Xin.

Wu Jue clenched his fist, thinking of Gu An.

Lv Baitian asked, “How many Mystic Heart Realms?”

“One?”

“So far, that’s the information.”

“Then it’s fine. Even if Ancestor Kusong is not a match, there’s still Sword Venerable Fudao.” Lv Baitian smiled, his words easing the tense atmosphere.

A female elder couldn’t help but mutter, “Will Sword Venerable Fudao really make a move?”

Although Sword Venerable Fudao had helped the Supreme Sect several times, his mysterious identity still left many unsure if he indeed belonged to the Supreme Sect.

Especially when the sect’s safety was at stake.

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The Supreme Sect.

Under the rolling thunderclouds, Venerable Chi Qian and Ancestor Kusong were still in fierce combat. Each wielded their magic artifacts, constantly casting spells, creating massive shockwaves that caused the thunderclouds to roil violently.

At this moment, Venerable Chi Qian was filled with confusion.

“Why hasn’t the Vice Sect Hierarch made a move yet?”

Although his cultivation was higher than Ancestor Kusong’s, both being in the Mystic Heart Realm, it was difficult to eliminate Ancestor Kusong. He also had to guard against Sword Venerable Fudao’s intervention. As time passed, his confidence gradually gave way to worry.

“What are you waiting for?”

Ancestor Kusong waved his horsetail whisk, boundless Spiritual Power condensing into thousands of green beams, attacking Venerable Chi Qian along different trajectories, spanning miles, forcing Venerable Chi Qian to dodge.

This first battle of the Mystic Heart Realm was strenuous for Ancestor Kusong, but he could see that the opponent was wary of others, making it hard for him to focus on the battle.

Ancestor Kusong thought of the mysterious Sword Venerable Fudao.

Venerable Chi Qian didn’t respond. He suddenly shifted direction, heading towards an Outer Gate City.

Ancestor Kusong followed closely behind.

On the other side.

In the Third Medicine Valley.

Gu An changed into a fresh robe and then went downstairs to join Lu Lingjun.

Lu Lingjun had once again entered a state of Path Enlightenment. Her right hand rested on the wooden railing, and seeing this, Gu An also placed his hand on the railing.

Even though he was in the Nirvana Realm, Gu An couldn’t change the fate of others. But for someone like Lu Lingjun, who already had one foot in the Mystic Heart Realm, he could lend a hand, helping her break through sooner.

Guided by his Mana, Lu Lingjun’s Spiritual Power flowed into her heart, causing nature’s spiritual energy to pour silently into her body.

At this moment, Gu An sensed something, looked up, and frowned, a flash of displeasure in his eyes.

Venerable Chi Qian was approaching the Third Medicine Valley, more precisely the Outer Gate City.

“Where is Sword Venerable Fudao? If you don’t act soon, your comrades will die in your sect!”

Venerable Chi Qian’s voice echoed, filled with murderous intent, reaching the ears of the million disciples of the Supreme Sect.

At the edge of the Heavenly Repair Platform, Ye Lan and a group of Law Enforcement Hall disciples guarded a corner. She looked up, seeing the roiling thunderclouds, feeling a heavy pressure.

She could sense Venerable Chi Qian approaching, and the oppressive aura grew stronger.

She clenched the White Spirit Sword in her hand.

Thousands of cultivators were on the Heavenly Repair Platform, but only a few remained calm and meditative.

Mad Swordsman Han Ming had long since returned to the dynasty. Zuo Lin stood beside his father, Zuo Yijian, nervously asking, “Father, are we not leaving yet?”

Zuo Yijian held the Investiture of the Gods, calmly saying, “Where can we go?”

“But…”

“Trust Sword Venerable Fudao.”

Listening to his father’s words, Zuo Lin wanted to curse: You trust the Investiture of the Gods!

He really wanted to tear apart the Investiture of the Gods in Zuo Yijian’s hands.

Far in the Third Medicine Valley, Gu An had already used Divine Sense to cover the Outer Gate City, locking onto someone.

It’s decided, it will be you!

Zuo Yijian seemed to sense Zuo Lin’s anger. He turned to the next page, saying, “Son, when faced with matters, don’t rush. A Sword Cultivator must always be composed…”

At that moment, the treasure sword placed beside him began to tremble violently, catching his attention.

A vast Sword Intent leaked from the sword, causing Zuo Yijian to be moved.

“This is…”

Zuo Yijian trembled with excitement, forgetting the words he wanted to say to his son.