The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

Zhang Yue recognized the monster.
This beast feeds on demonic energy and often lurks on the edge of the Demon Realm Sea. Its tentacles are incredibly strong and it can also spray ink to paralyze enemies. Ordinary cultivators are no match for it.

He gritted his teeth, shielding Zhang Mingyuan behind him, and roared at his clansmen.

"Quickly, hide behind the spirit boat! Shoot it in the eyes with the giant crossbow!"

The tribesmen hurriedly picked up the giant crossbows from the spirit ship and, with trembling hands, aimed them at the head of the Inkbeard Beast.

Before the arrow could be fired, two more tentacles shot out of the sea and entangled the other two.

The two figures cracked and snapped under the strangulation of the tentacles, on the verge of being torn to shreds.

Looking at the terrified faces of his clansmen, and then at his father's struggling back as he fought back, Zhang Mingyuan's eyes were filled with despair.

They had been on the run for half a month, escaping the pursuit of the demons, but they never expected to be defeated by a monster.

"Pfft!"

Just at this time.

Several more tentacles attacked again, tearing the hull of a spirit boat to pieces.

Zhang Yue swung his sword to defend, but the immense force from the tentacles caused his tiger's mouth to split open, and his magical weapon nearly slipped from his grasp.

The screams of the tribesmen rose and fell.

Some were entangled by tentacles and dragged to the sea, while others fell off when the spirit boat capsized, and were about to become food for the monsters.

"Father! Save me!"

Zhang Mingyuan's ankle was wrapped by a thin tentacle, leaving his body suspended in mid-air.

He took out the short dagger in his hand and waved it wildly, but he couldn't hurt the monster at all.

Zhang Yue's eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to rush forward to save the person.

Just then, a third tentacle suddenly shot out from behind him, heading straight for his back!
He was at his last gasp, barely having the strength to turn around and defend himself, and could only close his eyes in despair.

At this critical moment!
A blood-red blade of light suddenly slashed through the air.

With a "whoosh," it sliced ​​the tentacle in two!
Black blood spurted out, and the deep-sea monster let out a mournful roar.

Zhang Yue suddenly opened his eyes and saw a figure dressed in blood walking through the air.

He held a long sword with a scarlet luster in his hand. The blood patterns on the blade flowed like living things, radiating a chilling aura.

"He is a True Person of the Purple Mansion, and the cultivation method he practices is extremely yang and strong, seemingly completely different from the cultivation methods of the Demon Clan!"

Zhang Yue's pupils suddenly contracted.

Immediately following the massive, blood-red blade aura were several streaks of cyan sword aura.

Two streaks of azure sword energy slashed across the sky, precisely striking the tentacles that were wrapping around the carriage.

The tentacle was instantly severed in two, black blood gushing out. The Inkbeard Beast let out a mournful roar and abruptly retreated back into the sea.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Suddenly, three people appeared in front of them with swords.

At the forefront were two disciples dressed in green robes, who appeared to have already reached the peak of martial arts cultivation.

Behind the two was a man dressed in a blood-red robe.

He held a blood-red longsword in his hand, exuding an aloof and cold demeanor, clearly no ordinary person.

Upon seeing that the person was a human cultivator, Zhang Yue's tense nerves instantly relaxed, and he quickly stepped forward and bowed in greeting.

"Zhang Yue, the patriarch of the Zhang family in the lower hills, heard that a human force here had wiped out a demon's lair, so he brought his people here to seek refuge..."

"This place is dangerous. Come with us and register at the base first."

"But we need to deal with this threat first."

After saying that.

Bloodflame swung the Crimson Blood Blade in his hand once more.

This time, golden flames ignited on the blade; those were the "Burning Heaven Flame" from the "Nine Yang Treasure Mirror."

Golden flames swept across the sea surface, directly causing the seawater to evaporate into white mist!

The deep-sea monster sensed the danger and tried to dive into the seabed to escape.

However, it was overtaken by the golden flames, and its entire body struggled violently in the flames.

Moments later it turned into a pool of charred, minced meat.

With the crisis averted, Zhang Yue quickly stepped forward and led his clansmen to bow respectfully to Xue Yan.

"Thank you so much for saving our lives, senior! We, the Zhang family of Qiuling, are willing to serve you with utmost loyalty!"

Zhang Mingyuan also got up from the ground, clutching his injured ankle, his eyes filled with awe.

"Senior's swordsmanship is amazing! That monster almost ate us all!"

Xue Yan sheathed his Crimson Blood Blade, the golden flames gradually dying down. He looked at Zhang Yue, his tone calm yet authoritative.

"Where do you come from?"

Zhang Yue sighed and recounted his family's experience of being attacked by demons and forced to flee, before concluding with a speech.

"I've heard that there are powerful human forces in the Demon Sea that can protect us survivors."

"That's why we rushed here to seek refuge, but we never expected to encounter this deep-sea monster on the way."

Upon hearing this, Xue Yan's eyes flashed with understanding.

Upon hearing this, Xue Yan's eyes flashed with understanding.

Since the Demon-Slaying Bounty was released, many small families and independent cultivators who survived in the Demon Realm have come to seek refuge with the authorities.

"I came from there, ordered to patrol the surrounding seas and eliminate the evil spirits and monsters."

"Really are!"

Zhang Yue was overjoyed and quickly said...

“Senior, although our Zhang family is weak, we have many members who are skilled in mining and planting.”

"If I can join the base, I will definitely be able to contribute to the fight against the demons! I only ask for a place to live so that my people will no longer be bullied by the demons."

Xueyan nodded.

“If you’re willing to invest, come with me. I’ll take you to the base to register.”

Having said that, Xueyan raised his hand and summoned a blood-red flying boat.

The flying boat was several times larger than the Zhang family's spirit boat, and its hull was engraved with sun patterns that could dispel the surrounding demonic energy.

Zhang Yue hurriedly called his clansmen to gather up the scattered belongings and board the blood-red flying boat.

The airship slowly rose into the air and flew towards Black Mist Island.

Zhang Mingyuan lay on the side of the ship, looking at the sea rushing past below, and couldn't help but ask.

"Senior Xueyan, does the base really have any pills that can stabilize one's cultivation?"

"I've heard there's a 'Demon Slayer Bounty List.' Can you really exchange killing demon cultivators for cultivation techniques and magical artifacts?"

Xueyan smiled faintly.

"Not only does it exist, but it's even more abundant than you've heard."

"As long as you are willing to work hard, not to mention pills to stabilize your cultivation, you can even obtain cultivation techniques for the Purple Mansion Realm through your own abilities."

A light instantly ignited in Zhang Mingyuan's eyes.

The weight that had been hanging over my heart finally lifted.

The moment we entered this human settlement.

He knew that they would finally no longer have to wander aimlessly, and that they finally had a reliable support.

Half an hour later.

The crimson flying boat arrived in front of the Yin-Yang Demon-Locking Array.

When Zhang Yue and his clansmen saw the well-organized encampment in the formation and the cultivators practicing beside the spiritual veins.

When they saw the bounty list filled with rewards, everyone showed excited expressions.

Xueyan said to the disciple in charge of registration.

"These are the Zhang family from the hills. They were just attacked by the demons and have come to seek refuge. Please take good care of them."

The registered disciple nodded in agreement and said to Zhang Yue.

“Clan Chief Zhang, please come with me. I have already informed the Dao Ancestor of your arrival, and he is currently waiting for you.”

"The Dao Ancestor?!"

Upon hearing those two words, Zhang Yue's body stiffened abruptly, and the Broken Qi Blade in his hand nearly slipped from his waist. The clansmen behind him also fell silent instantly.

The crowd exchanged disbelief, their eyes wide with astonishment. To be called the "Dao Ancestor" was no ordinary cultivator; he was at least a powerful figure at the Nascent Soul stage!
Zhang Mingyuan's mouth dropped open, and he asked instinctively.

"Senior... could the Dao Ancestor you mentioned be... the Primordial Spirit Dao Ancestor?"

The registered disciple nodded with a smile, his tone tinged with pride.

"That's right. Currently, there are four powerful beings at the Nascent Soul Dao Realm or above in our gathering place, and even two Dao Ancestors at the Refinement Void Realm."

"It was thanks to the leadership of several Nascent Soul Dao Ancestors that we were able to destroy the Demon Nest and establish an outpost here to protect this area."

"It really is the Primordial Spirit Dao Ancestor!"

Zhang Yue's voice was trembling, and his hands unconsciously clenched the hem of his clothes.

These native human forces had been brutally bullied in this Demon Realm for most of their lives.

I've only ever heard of the name of the Primordial Spirit Dao Ancestor in legends.

That is an existence capable of moving mountains and filling seas, and controlling the destiny of a region.

I never imagined I would have the chance to see it in person today.

The tribespeople present were so excited that their faces turned red.

Some even quietly tidied their clothes, afraid of losing their manners in front of the Taoist Ancestor.

"Quickly...take us there!"

Zhang Yue took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement, and said to the registered disciples.

He knew that this was not only an opportunity to meet a powerful figure, but also the key to whether the Zhang family could gain a foothold in the base.

If they can gain the approval of the Dao Ancestor, the future stability of their clan will be truly guaranteed.

The registered disciple led everyone through the camp, and the sights along the way were increasingly shocking to the Zhang family members.

Beside the spiritual vein, lower-level disciples sat cross-legged in cultivation, their bodies surrounded by spiritual energy.

In the herb garden, the cultivators of Hundred Flowers Valley were tending to rare medicinal herbs, and the rich fragrance of herbs wafted in the wind.

There were still many cultivators gathered around the bounty board, discussing it with their faces full of fighting spirit.

This orderly and vibrant scene stands in stark contrast to their previous days of wandering and hardship.

Soon, the group arrived at the Fusang Tree and the Laurel Tree.

Ye Yang and Qingyun Sanren were standing under the spiritual root, discussing something in hushed tones.

Although the pressure emanating from the two had subsided, it still made Zhang Yue and the others feel a chill and subconsciously slow down.

"Master Ye, Master Qingyun, the Zhang family from Qiuling have arrived."

The registering disciple bowed and reported in a low voice.

Ye Yang and Qingyun Sanren turned around, their gazes falling on Zhang Yue and the others.

Looking at their wounds and exhaustion, Ye Yang's eyes flashed with understanding as he spoke.

"So you are from the Zhang family of Qiuling? Don't be so formal, sit down and let's talk."

Zhang Yue quickly led his clansmen to bow respectfully.

"Junior Zhang Yue pays respects to Dao Ancestor Ye and Dao Ancestor Qingyun! Thank you for your shelter, Dao Ancestors. We are willing to do our utmost to fight against the Demon Race!"

Qingyun Sanren waved his hand gently.

"We are all fellow human beings, and it is only right for us to protect each other. You were attacked by the demons and managed to escape here alive, which is already quite remarkable."

"Tell me, what is your family good at? If you have skills in mining or farming, that would be very helpful to the base."

Zhang Yue quickly replied.

"Reporting to Dao Ancestor Qingyun, my Zhang family has been making a living from mining for generations and has considerable experience in the exploration and mining of spiritual veins."

"Many women in the clan are skilled at cultivating spiritual herbs."

"If the Dao Ancestor does not abandon us, we are willing to mine the spiritual veins or help manage the herb garden and contribute to the base!"

Ye Yang nodded upon hearing this.

“Very good, now is the time when we are short of people.”

"You should go to the temporary camp to settle down first. Tomorrow, your tribesmen will report to the spirit vein mine. I will have someone assign you tools and accommodations."

"If any clansmen wish to cultivate in the future, they can go to the spiritual vein. The spiritual energy resources of the base are open to all those who contribute to the fight against the demons."

"Thank you, Dao Ancestor Ye! Thank you, Dao Ancestor Qingyun!"

Ye Yang raised his hand, gesturing for Zhang Yue to stand up, his gaze carrying a hint of inquiry.

“Clan Chief Zhang, you have been established in the Demon Realm for many years. You must know more about the distribution of the surrounding demon forces and human survivors than we outsiders do.”

"I'd like to ask, besides the already destroyed Soul Devouring Demon Lord's lair, what other demon strongholds in the vicinity are worth being wary of?"

"How many survivors like you are left among humanity, and where are they scattered?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yue quickly composed himself, carefully recalled the events, and his tone became serious.

"Reporting to the Dao Ancestor, besides the Demon Nest, there is another place called 'Bone Bay' three hundred miles to the south of this Demon Sea, where a group of bone demons reside."

"The leader is an old demon with a bone staff who is in the late stage of the Golden Core realm. It is said that he has thousands of bone soldiers under his command, and he specifically targets lone human cultivators."

"A hundred miles to the north lies the 'Poisonous Miasma Forest,' where the demonic cultivators are skilled in using poison. Many members of our family have been poisoned by demonic energy after accidentally venturing into the Poisonous Miasma Forest."

He paused and added.

"As for the human survivors, besides our Zhang family in the hills, there is also a remnant force in 'Black Stone City' to the east. The city lord is a cultivator at the early stage of the Purple Mansion realm, with several thousand cultivators under his command, barely surviving on an abandoned spirit stone mine."

“On the ‘Crescent Island’ in the west, there are also some scattered fishermen and cultivators. They are skilled at sailing and live among the islands, making a living by fishing and gathering spiritual herbs. However, they live a very hard life and are often harassed by demons.”

Upon hearing this, Qingyun Sanren frowned slightly.

"So, there are quite a few demon strongholds in the area, and the human survivors are still scattered around."

However, he and Ye Yang could also tell that these forces had a limited number of experts, and nowadays they were no longer a threat to them.

"Thank you, Chief Zhang, for sharing this information."

Ye Yang snapped out of his daze, looked at Zhang Yue, and spoke sincerely.

"You've just been through a great battle, so go and rest properly. Tomorrow I will send someone to contact the human survivors in Blackrock City and Crescent Island and invite them to join us at the base."

"As for the demonic lair in Bone Bay and Poisonous Miasma Forest, we will formulate a plan as soon as possible to eliminate it."

Zhang Yue felt a warmth in his heart and bowed again.
"Thank you, Dao Ancestor Ye! If you need manpower, the cultivators of our Zhang family are willing to go and kill the demonic cultivators!"

"If needed later, we will definitely ask you to help. For now, let's settle our people down first."

Zhang Yue was overjoyed and once again led his clansmen in bowing in respect.

Afterwards, the registered disciple led Zhang Yue and the others to the temporary camp.

Walking down the street, the Zhang family members finally couldn't contain their excitement and began to whisper among themselves.

"Have you heard the clan leader say that there are indeed two Dao Ancestor-level beings here?"

"The pressure they exerted was so strong, I didn't even dare to breathe just now!"

"We no longer need to fear the demons. With the protection of the Dao Ancestor and the spiritual veins for cultivation, our Zhang family finally has hope!"

Zhang Yue glanced back at the direction of the Fusang Tree and the Laurel Tree, his eyes filled with awe and determination.

He knew that from this day forward, the Zhang family would no longer be a group of wandering fugitives.

Rather, they are members of this outpost and part of the fight against the demons.

All of this stemmed from the protection and trust of the two Dao Ancestors.

Winter came to the Demon Sea unexpectedly.

Overnight, heavy snow fell from the sky, freezing the sea around Black Mist Island into a thick ice field.

Even the light shields of the hibiscus and laurel trees were covered with a layer of glistening frost.

The cultivators beside the spiritual vein had already changed into thick robes, and a "warm sun array" was set up around the herb garden to keep the seedlings warm and prevent them from being damaged by frost.

Smoke rose from the makeshift campsite, mingling with the snow mist.

Surprisingly, this demonic realm exuded a rare tranquility.

Zhang Yue was leading his clansmen in mining in the spirit vein mine, his pickaxe striking the spirit stone vein with muffled "bang bang" sounds.

During this period, the Zhang family members not only gained a firm foothold in the base.

Many disciples skilled in cultivation have even broken through their previously stagnant realms by utilizing the spiritual energy of the spiritual veins.

Zhang Mingyuan is one of them, and he has now broken through from the ninth level of Qi cultivation to the early stage of martial arts.

He also switched to a magic weapon called "Azure Edge Sword" that he had obtained from the bounty list.

"Father, I heard a very important person is coming today?" (End of Chapter)