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

now.

They did not show any signs of relief.

On the contrary, everyone had a solemn look, and their expressions were even mixed with a bit of deep fear and uneasiness.

"Old sir, you just helped us out of this difficult situation. We will always remember this kindness, but...but you shouldn't have rashly intervened in this matter."

The middle-aged man in the blood-red helmet who was leading the group spoke.

Ye Yang had been through a lot in the world, so he naturally understood the other party's concerns. At this moment, he wanted to find out who was behind Feitianmen, so he pretended to be surprised.

He asked with a puzzled tone: "Oh? I was kind enough to help you solve the current crisis, how come I am considered to be meddling in your affairs?"

The man in the blood helmet smiled bitterly and shook his head slowly, with a helpless look on his face.

"Old sir, you don't know. Feitian Sect is at its peak of power and has a deep foundation. Not to mention the area within a thousand or ten thousand miles, even in the entire Yalong Ridge, how many people dare to provoke it easily?"

"We merchants are just trying to make a living in Feitianmen's territory. If we really offend them, we will not be able to continue our business, and our family's livelihood will be gone."

After saying this, he sighed.

"These Feitians have gone through countless setbacks and hardships over the years, but they are still thriving and are showing a trend of becoming stronger and stronger."

"Not long ago, Ye Daozu, who was an expert in both swords and sabers, attacked the Great Fortune Dynasty. Even Yuan Yidao of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect was easily killed by him."

"It is said that even the soul baby did not escape."

“No matter how powerful you are, how can you match Feitian Sect? Even if we don’t mention Ye Yang, the Taoist master of swords and sabers, who dominates the world, there are no less than five real ancestors in the sect who are extremely powerful.”

After hearing this, a cold light flashed in Ye Yang's eyes.

"Are you willing to continue to endure their oppression like this?"

The man in the blood helmet sighed deeply, his voice full of helplessness and sadness.

"What can we do even if we are unwilling? We are just some powerless cultivators. How can we compete with a giant like Feitianmen? If we really offend them, at the very least, they will seize our goods and our years of hard work will go to waste."

"To put it in a serious way, we might even lose our lives. We all have families to support, so how dare we offend them so easily?"

Ye Yang was silent for a moment, his eyes slowly sweeping over everyone in the caravan.

Their faces were filled with helplessness and fear under the heavy pressure of life, as if they had become accustomed to this kind of oppression.

Ye Yang couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in his heart, and he asked softly.

"Have you never thought about rising up in resistance? Or reporting to Feitianmen? I think that Feitianmen is so big, and they can't all be bullies like this."

"Resist?"

The man in the blood helmet laughed bitterly again, and there was a deep sense of self-mockery in that smile.

"Old man, please stop joking. How can ordinary people like us have the ability to resist?"

"Feitian Sect is full of experts. If they send any disciple, they can make us suffer. Besides, the little Taoist boy just now was only at the level of Tongqi cultivation. How could he be so bold as to show off here?"

After hearing these words, Ye Yang felt an irrepressible anger surge in his heart.

In a trance, he seemed to think of the time when he was still a Tongqi monk and followed the sect's merchant caravan on diplomatic missions to all directions, and what Long Gang, the chief deacon of the sect's trade route, did at that time.

The other party raped and plundered, treated ordinary people like turtles, and bullied them at will, which once made him quite disgusted.

Later, Feitian Sect eliminated the rebellion and carried out a major reorganization, and the sect entered a period of rapid development.

But now, with the development of the sect, he never expected that such a situation would occur again, which was really beyond his imagination.

"Don't worry, I won't act rashly."

Ye Yang spoke slowly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"However, simply swallowing your anger won't really solve the problem. If one day you no longer have the chance to swallow your anger, that would be a truly hopeless situation. At that time, what would you do?"

After hearing Ye Yang's words, the man in the blood helmet showed a bitter smile on his face and said helplessly.

"Old man, what you said makes sense. But what can ordinary people like us do? For us, being able to live in peace is already the greatest luxury. How can we dare to have other ideas?"

at this time.

The little Taoist priest has already called for help.

There was a deafening roar of dragons and tigers in the sky, and the heaven and earth were shaking.

Immediately afterwards, a huge figure cut through the sky like a meteor, dropped from the sky, and landed steadily next to the little Taoist priest.

He was a middle-aged Taoist priest in a green robe. His face was as cold as frost, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he exuded a powerful and breathtaking aura, like a towering mountain, which made people afraid.

"Uncle Master!"

When the young Taoist saw the person coming, his eyes suddenly lit up and he was overjoyed. He hurried forward and bowed respectfully, his face full of grievance and accusation.

"Uncle Master, you have to do this for me. This old man destroyed the evidence I found and even insulted our Feitian Sect with outrageous words. Uncle Master, you have to do justice for me!"

When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, he glanced at Ye Yang coldly, his tone full of disdain and contempt.

"You are an old fool who doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. Who gave you the courage to act wildly on the territory of my Feitian Sect?"

Ye Yang was not in a hurry, still smiling, his tone calm but revealing unquestionable firmness.

"Going wild? You allowed your disciples to frame innocent people and oppressed merchants, violating the sect's rules. This is what it means to be reckless, right?"

"You are a cultivator at the martial realm, and your energy is limited. No matter how powerful you are, you can't cover up such a thing. There must be someone behind you."

Ye Yang's eyes narrowed slightly and he spoke.

"Let me ask you, what is the third rule of Feitian Sect?"

"It is to maintain the development of trade under the sect, and it is not allowed."

The middle-aged Taoist priest blurted out suddenly when he heard Ye Yang's questioning.

But soon, he seemed to have thought of something, his face darkened instantly, anger rose in his eyes, and his tone was filled with uncontrollable anger.

"How arrogant! You came to the territory of our Feitian Sect, didn't follow the rules, and instead smuggled in prohibited items, and even turned the tables on me."

If all the merchants under the sect act like you, where will our Feitian Sect stand?"

"You are such a bold lunatic! How dare you speak so arrogantly in front of me! If I don't teach you a lesson today, where will the reputation and dignity of Feitian Sect be?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly waved his arms.

A majestic and huge fiery red shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

Then the phantom waved his hand slightly, and a huge fiery red palm print appeared out of thin air, with a whistling sound and sharp energy, pressing towards Ye Yang rapidly like a small mountain.

At that moment, the void twisted, and a fiery red palm print several feet in size appeared out of thin air.

The edges of the palm print were raging with flames, like nimble fire snakes dancing wildly, the red light was so dazzling that one dared not look directly at it.

Wherever the palm print passed, the space was burned and slightly distorted, and strands of black scorch marks spread like a spider web.

Accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind, the palm print was wrapped in a sharp aura, like a towering volcano collapsing, and it pressed towards Ye Yang rapidly with the momentum to destroy the world.

Sand and gravel flew everywhere and trees were uprooted.

The merchants in the caravan were so frightened when they saw this scene that their faces turned pale in an instant and they retreated back in horror.

They knew in their hearts that if this terrifying palm hit them, not to mention the old man.

I'm afraid that many people in this caravan will be smashed to pieces in an instant.

"Vulcan's wrath?"

When Ye Yang saw this, a nameless fire surged up in his heart.

"Is this how you use the Four Symbols of Heaven's Will that our ancestors obtained with so much difficulty?"

He raised his hand lightly and waved it, and an invisible and powerful force instantly spread out, like a huge barrier, easily dissolving the menacing fiery red palm print into nothingness.

Then, he stared at the middle-aged Taoist priest with eagle-like eyes, his tone full of undisguised sarcasm.

“If the ancestors of Feitian Sect who worked hard to build the sect knew that you used the Fire God’s Wrath to do such a thing, they would probably be so angry that they would die.”

When the middle-aged Taoist saw that the attack he launched with all his strength was so easily resolved by the opponent, his face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of incredible shock.

He had never thought that this seemingly ordinary old man in front of him had such terrifying strength, and an unprecedented fear suddenly surged in his heart.

"Who is your Excellency?"

You know, he is already in the late stage of warrior and a cultivator who has cultivated his evil spirit, but in front of this man, he can easily break his attacks.

Moreover, the other party was able to see the Fire God's Wrath of the Four Symbols of Heaven's Will in the first place. Could it be that he had some connection with the high-level officials of Feitian Sect? This was troublesome.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth secretly.

What he and others did must not be known by the sect under any circumstances, otherwise it would cause a series of terrible consequences.

But after all, a cultivator who has practiced to such a level is no mediocre person. He quickly figured out the key. As long as this old man is dealt with, all problems will be solved.

"This person must be killed. It would be best to kill him directly. Otherwise, it would be a big problem."

"You are not qualified to know who I am. However, I am curious about what happened today. Was it your own idea or was it someone behind the scenes who instructed you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an overwhelming aura suddenly burst out from Ye Yang's body, as if a sleeping dragon had awakened, and the entire world was shaking violently.

The middle-aged Taoist priest and the young Taoist priest felt this horrifying aura and their legs went weak. Their knees bent and they almost fell to the ground.

"Master, Master Senior... Senior, please spare my life!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest's face was as pale as paper. He bowed hurriedly, his tone full of pleading.

"I am a blind man who didn't recognize my senior. I have offended you. I hope you will forgive me!"

"But my Feitian Sect has Patriarch Ye who is an expert in both swords and sabers, and Sect Leader Gu. If you kill us, the sect will never let you go."

It's better not to hear these names.

As soon as he heard these names, Ye Yang became furious.

The merchants in the caravan witnessed all this and were all stunned, with expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces.

None of them had expected that this seemingly ordinary old man along the way was actually a powerful person at the realm of true person with hidden strength and terrifying power!
That’s right, only the legendary real ancestor who split mountains and rivers and tracked for thousands of miles would not take the threats from the people in front of him seriously.

Ye Yang sat back on the ox cart. The aura that burst out from his body disappeared in a flash, and the expression on his face returned to its original calmness.

He looked at the merchants who were still standing there in awe, smiled slightly, and spoke gently.

"Okay, the delivery is imminent, let's continue on our way and don't delay the trip."

The merchants in the caravan suddenly woke up from their dreams, came back to their senses, and looked at Ye Yang with special feelings in their eyes.

Ye Yang did not respond, but just sat quietly on the ox cart, his eyes cast towards the vast Feitian Gate in the distance.

"Any force that becomes powerful enough will begin to decay."

"Now it's time for Feitianmen to clean up and reorganize."

Ye Yang sat in the car and thought to himself, this is a reform that requires the blade to be turned inward, but the blade must be used to clean up, otherwise it will become a difficult problem to get rid of.

Faced with a cultivator at the level of a real person, the two people from Feitian Gate did not dare to stop him anymore.

The two looked at each other.

The middle-aged Taoist thought to himself.

"Although cultivators at the True Person Realm are not trivial, there are also many of them in my Feitian Sect, so it's nothing. What's more, the people behind me are extraordinary. Not to mention the True Person cultivators, I'm afraid even the Dao Realm ancestors would have to give them some face."

Thinking of this, he felt relieved.

But how to silence him is a problem.

Wanting to destroy a cultivator at the True Person realm was far beyond his ability.

It is still necessary to report this matter to the people behind you as soon as possible.

The two stopped trying to stop him.

Everyone untied the ox cart, shouted, and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a dull and powerful roar came from the sky.

The voice was deep and powerful, like a roar from ancient times, shaking the heaven and earth slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling azure light, like a sharp lightning, came rushing from the direction of Feitian Gate.

The water light was majestic, just like a surging river. The moment it cut through the sky, it left a brilliant light and shadow, and in an instant it appeared before everyone's eyes.

When the dazzling water light gradually faded away, a man in a blue Taoist robe came into everyone's sight.

His face was as cold as frost, his lines were hard, and there was a faint mist lingering around him.

Every strand seems to blend into the natural energy between heaven and earth, complementing each other.

Only Ye Yang looked at this figure, felt this breath, clenched his five fingers, and was extremely angry.

But he didn't say anything, just looked at the person in front of him quietly.

I hope there will be a glimmer of hope.

With the appearance of that man, the surrounding air instantly became moist. The originally fierce wind and snow seemed to become a little tamer under the suppression of his powerful aura, and was no longer so violent and fierce.

"Yes...it's the water magic master of Feitianmen!"

Someone in the caravan looked at the figure and couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice.

There was undisguised awe and fear in his voice, as if even mentioning the name was accompanied by a hint of caution.

"Who on earth is so bold as to act recklessly on the territory of Feitianmen?"

"Master Chu Hao? The famous master of water alchemy? He is now the number one water alchemy master in Feitian Sect."

"He is the direct disciple of the founder of Feitian Sect!"

The other merchant opened his eyes wide, his eyes were full of shock and fear, and his voice trembled slightly.

Chu Hao stood with his hands behind his back, firmly in front of everyone. His eyes were as cold and sharp as an eagle's. He glanced at the people around him, and his tone was neither hurried nor slow, but with an unquestionable majesty.

He did not take the people in the caravan to heart, but turned around, looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest, and frowned.

Although his voice was not loud, it seemed to contain an invisible force, like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart, making everyone feel their breath was choked and their hearts suddenly contracted.

The merchants in the caravan all lowered their heads subconsciously, not daring to meet his piercing gaze, and not daring to breathe, as if they were afraid of accidentally angering this terrifying existence.

At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist priest and the young Taoist priest who had been defeated by Ye Yang before, as if they had found a life-saving straw, hurriedly crawled to Chu Hao.

Their faces were filled with grievance and anger, as if they had suffered a great injustice.

"Master, it's that old man! I was searching and found the forbidden item, Gastrodia elata, in this caravan, but the other party destroyed it."

The young Taoist pointed at Ye Yang, his voice tinged with tears and his eyes full of resentment.

"Not only did he brutally destroy the evidence we had worked so hard to find to frame him, he also spoke wildly and insulted us at Feitian Sect!"

"We originally wanted to teach him a lesson and let him know how powerful Feitian Sect is, but we didn't expect that he was so strong that we were injured by him instead!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest also quickly echoed.

"Master, this person's strength is unfathomable and extraordinary. He is suspected to be a cultivator at the level of a real person. I tried my best to use the Fire God's Wrath but I was still no match for him. He is so arrogant and domineering, it is clear that he does not take the dignity of our Feitian Sect seriously at all!"

When Chu Hao heard this, he looked at Ye Yang with cold eyes like cold stars and frowned slightly.

The man looked quite old and his clothes were tattered.

But the one who could defeat a warrior monk in the state of Condensed Evil so easily must be a real cultivator without a doubt.

However, this is Feitianmen. No matter how high the opponent's cultivation is, he has no capital to be arrogant.

Ye Yang, however, still sat calmly on the ox cart, looking at Chu Hao in front of him without saying a word.

He slowly and gently brushed off the dust on his body, his tone calm. He knew that with the skills of these people, they could not see through his disguise.

"Going wild? I don't think there's anything wrong with me."

"On the contrary, it is you, the Feitian Sect, who allow your gatekeepers to frame others and wantonly oppress unarmed mortals. This is truly wanton and has no moral integrity, right?"

"Although my fellow Daoist is very powerful, my Feitian Sect is not to be bullied."

Chu Hao frowned, and took a step forward at the True Person Realm cultivator who appeared out of nowhere.

As his cultivation level increased and his horizons broadened, he no longer took ordinary cultivators at the True Person realm seriously.

He raised his head, but when his eyes clearly met Ye Yang's face, he seemed to be struck by an invisible lightning and his body froze instantly.

His face suddenly turned as pale as paper, completely bloodless.

Although this man looked much older, he looked so familiar, as if I had seen him somewhere.

"Evil disciple, do you still recognize me?" (End of this chapter)