Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Going back one day, at the edge of the White Mountain, Kaershu was setting up camp with his army of beastmen.

Kalshu's rule was not strict, but rather lax. Tens of thousands of Beastmaster monks were scattered widely, and they could set up simple camps that spread over dozens of miles.

Even more lively than the monks are the various companion beasts of the Beast Taming Sect. There are tens of thousands of spirit beasts in various shapes and habits. Some of them run around wildly, and there are fights from time to time. The disciples of the Beast Taming Sect do not stop them, but gather together loudly to cheer for their companion beasts, and gambling also takes place.

The Beast Taming Sect's monks were scattered in clusters and pieces, without any worries about encountering enemy attacks. In this world, they were the only ones who took the initiative to attack others, and had never thought about the feeling of being attacked by other forces.

This is indeed the case. An army of this scale stationed at the border of Baishan has caused panic among the small forces around Baishan, but no one dares to come and investigate.

In the center of the stronghold, on an unknown high slope, Kaershu was listening to the spies stationed in Baishan, reporting various news.

His Nascent Soul companion beast, Lao Zhong, closed his eyes and rested, seemingly not very interested in the matter.

Le Chuan and several other Jindan cultivators were standing under their tents, all of them silent. However, compared to the other Jindan fellow disciples who had calm faces, Le Chuan's worry was evident in his words.

After listening to the report, Kaershu looked at the several Jindan monks present and said:

"The Qingyuan Sect is surrounded by three families, and there is no worry of it being lost for a while. Fang Qingyuan's whereabouts are still unknown. What should I do?"

The Jindan cultivators present were all Kaershou's confidants, so they naturally knew that Fang Qingyuan had paid money to buy his way in. They also knew the purpose of this trip, so they all spoke up.

"I think we can send an envoy to contact the White Mountain monks and let them know our determination. If they still don't withdraw, don't blame us for being ruthless."

This is a typical idea of ​​a Beast Taming Sect monk. They think that the Beast Taming Sect is invincible in the world. As long as the threatening words are spoken, the other party will definitely retreat.

The other Jindan cultivators present thought roughly the same thing. In their eyes, the people of Baishan were just like chickens and dogs.

Only Lechuan had lived in Baishan for many years and knew the temperament of Baishan people. Baishan people may bully the weak and fear the strong, but it was unrealistic to expect to scare them away just by reputation.

Several other Jindan cultivators also agreed with this suggestion. They were not afraid of a fight. The past few years they had spent in the Awakening Lion Valley had been very boring.

Kaershu nodded with satisfaction. Just as he was about to send an envoy to write a letter to Sikong Ji in front of Qingyuan Sect Mountain, he was startled and sensed that Kaershu was coming.

So Kaer Shou did not bother to give any more orders, but led everyone out of the tent to greet them. In the distant sky, Kaer Shao was sitting cross-legged on the head of his own Nascent Soul spirit beast, approaching with an angry face.

Seeing Kalshao's expression, Kalshou's heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.

"Who told you to raise an army here without permission?"

Seeing that Kaershao came to question him, Kaershao became angry instead. He shouted:

"Do I need to report to you when I mobilize my own troops?"

Kaershu didn't think it was his problem. Since he wanted to collect the money, how could he not do the job? The brothers lived their own lives, and as long as they didn't mobilize each other's monks, no one could control him.

Except his dad!

"The ancestor has ordered you to return and not to get involved in Baishan's affairs."

"Ah! Why? They are just a few natives of Baishan. I don't accept it."

Kaer Shou did not want to give up the 100,000 high-grade spirit stones that Fang Qingyuan had promised him, and wanted to make a final effort. However, his intention was seen by Kaer Shao, who immediately said forcefully:

"If you don't want to go back, I can only tie you up and take you back. Old Zhong, you have to help too."

Lao Zhong sighed secretly and sent a message to Kaershu:

"A Shou, forget it, just listen to the old ancestor."

Kaer Shou struggled internally for a long time, but finally surrendered helplessly under the stern gaze of Kaershao. Without the support of the Kaer family, even if he fought on Baishan, the consequences would be unknown.

It’s a pity that Fang Qingyuan had lost the 100,000 high-quality spirit stones he had promised. Kaershu thought about this carefully, then sighed and announced that he would retreat.

The other Jindan cultivators had no objection, but Lechuan was unwilling to do so. He advised Kaershu:

"If a large army came here and returned empty-handed, I'm afraid we would be laughed at by the world."

Kaershao frowned and immediately shouted:

"Shut up, you have no right to speak at this moment, Lechuan, don't forget your identity."

I'm just a dog of your Kar family, I know, but today, I don't want to do it anymore.

Le Chuan quietly straightened his back, ignoring Kaershao's words, and said to Kaershou:

"People should keep their promises. The two families have already reached an agreement. Now is the critical moment. How can we break our promise? If the city lord has any concerns, I am willing to bring some monks with me to protect the city lord's reputation."

Kalsha's expression remained unchanged, but Kaershu nodded. He said to Kalsha:

"What Lechuan said makes sense. I can't just walk around in the army formation and do nothing. I can't go to Baishan, so I can let Lechuan take some disciples with me and explain it."

"Explain? Who do you want to explain to? You only need to explain to the ancestor. I told you not to get involved in muddy water, but you just won't listen, right? Come back with me now!"

Kal Shao's tone became even more severe, which made Kal Shou very angry, but he did not make up his mind to resist, so facing Le Chuan's request and arguments, he felt that he owed him a little.

"I am sorry for you. I didn't do my part. I don't have the face to take those spirit stones. This deal is cancelled."

A dignified Nascent Soul cultivator apologizing to a Jindan in front of everyone is a scene that is rarely seen in Baishan, but the other Jindan cultivators present are used to it. In the Beast Taming Sect, the relationship between superiors and subordinates is not as strict as in other forces.

At this point, Le Chuan already understood that Kaer Shou didn't want to care anymore. He pursed his lips, looked around at the monks, and said calmly:

"In that case, I will have to go alone. Goodbye everyone!"

After saying that, Le Chuan turned around and strode away. The Kaer family was unreliable, and Fang Qingyuan had this useless master.

"and many more!"

Kaer Shou called Le Chuan, took a few steps forward, patted Le Chuan on the shoulder, and said apologetically:

"treasure!"

At this time, Kalshao's eyes turned slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Lechuan walked out of the big tent and looked at the sun and sky in the distance. Wow, the sunlight was so dazzling.

Then he flipped his hand, and a pitch-black insect-beast with a seven-segmented body and a centipede-like appearance slipped from his sleeve into his palm. This was the one that Kaershou had secretly given him before he left.

This insect is called the Seven-Layered Immortal Ascension Token. It is a spiritual creature of the Beast Taming Sect. After a single use, a few of them can increase one's combat power by one major realm. It is effective for those below the middle Nascent Soul stage. It is of fourth-grade mid-grade quality and has always been in short supply in the market because the Beast Taming Sect has never made it available to the public.

Perhaps out of shame, Kaershu gave his collection to Lechuan. He knew Lechuan's level of cultivation. Although he was in the late Jindan stage, his actual combat power was always at the bottom among cultivators of the same level.

After putting away this desperate trump card, Le Chuan calmly returned to the camp where his sect's disciples were settled, and then summoned all the disciples to discuss matters.

A moment later, dozens of Baishan Beast Taming Sect disciples came over. They were all confused and didn't understand why Lechuan had gathered them together at this time.

Lechuan looked at the new faces in front of him with a dim light in his eyes. After working hard for most of his life, what did he get in the end?

Amid the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Lechuan told Kaershou's decision, and the army turned back and no longer marched towards Baishan.

Suddenly, most people's expressions relaxed. Among the remaining few people, Le Chuan looked carefully and then said to one of them:

"Zhao Lingyun, you will temporarily take over as the leader of Baishan Beast Taming Sect."

Zhao Lingyun is a tall female cultivator who is in the middle stage of foundation building. She moved to the Baishan Beast Taming Sect from the Beast Taming Headquarters a few years ago after the tragedy in Awakening Lion Valley. Looking at her face, she vaguely resembles Zhao Liangde back then.

She is the descendant of Zhao Liangde. After building her foundation in Zongshan, she came to Baishan and then obtained resources from the Kaer family to advance to the middle stage of foundation building. She is only eighty years old now and can be considered young and promising.

Zhao Lingyun was a little confused by Le Chuan's sudden appointment. She didn't understand why Le Chuan suddenly arranged for her to be the acting leader.

Le Chuan ignored the complicated looks from the other disciples and began to explain other things. As Le Chuan spoke, the disciples seemed to have sensed something and their expressions became solemn.

After a long time, Le Chuan stopped making arrangements and finally said:

"After the army withdraws, you can practice in your own sect with peace of mind. Don't do it in recent years. Forget it, just take care of yourself."

Halfway through the conversation, Le Chuan lost interest. He waved his hand, then stood up, turned his back to the crowd, and chanted as he walked:

"For whom have I worked so hard for half my life? Looking back, the past is so desolate. Life is like a dream, and we must wake up eventually. The sword energy is like a rainbow reflecting the evening frost."

With one step and one word, after just a few steps, Lechuan's figure had disappeared, leaving only the last echo.

In front of the Qingyuan Sect's mountain gate at Baishan, Sikong Ji looked at the still unbreakable mountain protection formation and sighed.

And then he felt more helpless. Yesterday, when Fang Qingyuan took out the Tian Chang order, Sikong Ji knew that what happened next would not be under his control, so he reported the matter to Sikong Zhou and let his ancestor decide.

Now, the Lihuo League and He Huanzong’s military formations are still here, but they are of little significance. They are more for strengthening their own momentum.

With the support of Qiyun, a divine cultivator, it was no wonder that Fang Qingyuan was so fearless. He thought that he could escape with just a warrant, but that was too naive.

After inspecting the two military camps with his men, Sikong Ji returned to the big tent and saw a statue of the starlight god sitting quietly on the main seat. Immediately, Sikong Ji led all the disciples to cheer in unison:

"We are waiting to welcome the ancestor."