Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 511: Meng Family in Danger
As soon as these words came out, the Taoist's anger almost condensed into substance. He kicked out and sent Wu Chong flying, causing him to spit out blood.

"waste!"

He shouted angrily, and then without stopping for a moment, flew straight to the Xuanyuan League branch here.

From beginning to end, he didn't even look at Ye Wei.

The bet was over, and Ye Wei had nothing to do with him anymore. However, due to the great power of the Great Elder, he did not dare to do anything to him.

Thinking of this, he became even more furious. His good fortune had been disturbed, and he wanted to just walk away? How could such a good thing happen in the world!

Not long after, he stopped in front of a magnificent mountain gate, bowed and said loudly: "Qingchen Temple Master Jia Fan, requesting to see the leader of the alliance!"

A moment after he finished speaking, a white-haired Taoist priest with fluttering sleeves flew over and asked calmly, "Qingchen Temple? Aren't you supposed to be handing over your resources? What are you doing here?"

The white-haired Taoist was extremely arrogant, but Jia Fan did not dare to show any resentment on his face. He said respectfully, "Master, I discovered an evil demon in my territory a few days ago. He is suspected to be... a remnant of the Meng family!
Since your alliance has long ago instructed that any trace of the Meng clan's remnants be reported immediately, I dare not delay and have come to report this."

"Oh?" The white-haired Taoist's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he murmured, "Have you seen it carefully? Are you sure it's the remnants of the Meng family? If it's a false report, you know the consequences..."

Jia Fan's expression froze for a moment, but he nodded through gritted teeth and said, "I dare not. That wild Taoist priest really looks like a remnant of the Meng family!"

After saying this, he presented the jade slip.

The white-haired Taoist took the jade slip, looked at it carefully, and nodded calmly.

If the Taoist priest in the jade slip is indeed a remnant of the Meng clan, it would be a great achievement if he could capture him...

Thinking of this, his eyes were determined and he said, "Okay, if this is true, I will definitely reward you!"

After saying that, he waved his sleeves and returned to the branch office. He pinched a spell and sent the image of Chen Mu in the Tuoying Jade Slip to his branch office.

Seeing this, Jia Fan was secretly delighted and sneered: "No matter where you run to, you will eventually die!"

As one of the three major forces in the Nixia Sea, the Xuanyuan League has only risen recently, but because it has inherited most of the influence of the former overlord, the Meng clan, it has branches on all the islands in the sea area.

Once the Ruoying Jade Slip is sent out, anyone in the Xuanyuan Alliance who sees it will know that this is the person the alliance disciples want to arrest, and they will definitely take action to capture him.

However, if the opponent is too powerful, or comes from a large sect, then you must report to the headquarters and are not allowed to act on your own.

The white-haired Taoist trusted Jia Fan so credulously that he sent out the image without verifying it, not taking it seriously at all. Otherwise, he would have acted according to the rules...

……

At this time, Chen Mu had been traveling around the archipelago for three days and had already discovered something was wrong.

According to the range pointed by Master Shuiyun, he has changed several islands in succession.

But for some reason, not to mention the presence of the Meng clan, even in the gossip of the monks on the road, there is no news about the Meng clan. It is obvious that they are very secretive.

Instead, the recently rising Xuanyuan League has become the place that the wandering cultivators on the island yearn for, and they talk about it every other day.

At this point, he already had a bad suspicion in his mind, so he no longer lingered on the small island, but went straight to the island of the Meng family's ancestral land as indicated by Patriarch Shuiyun.

However, the Nixia Sea is vast, and even if Chen Mu flies very fast, he cannot reach his destination in a short time.

The sun rises and the moon sets, three days later.

Chen Mu was flying in the air. When he passed by an island, he suddenly felt a strange sight in front of him. Looking carefully, he saw many monks gathered on the island, surrounding a gold-covered archway.

On the archway, an old Taoist priest at the Foundation Establishment stage spoke passionately, drawing cheers from the other cultivators. Chen Mu paused and listened for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyebrows, lowered his evasion light, and quietly appeared behind the formation.

But I heard the word Meng from the old man...

"My fellow cultivators, my Xuanyuan Alliance is a sect of independent cultivators. Now, we are sweeping across the Nixia Sea with great momentum. We have obtained the Way of Heaven, and we rely on you, my fellow independent cultivators...

The Haizhu Island branch is now open to the public. As long as you fellow Taoists are willing to join the sect and swear an oath, you can share the resources here with us. If you perform well, you may even be able to enter the main branch to practice!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an immediate commotion among the monks.

"The Xuanyuan League is truly a blessing for independent cultivators! In the past, when the Meng family was powerful, we couldn't even approach the spiritual veins of the islands. But now, we can live here and practice cultivation. This is all thanks to the Xuanyuan League. Senior Liu, I wish to join the League!"

"Yes, Senior Liu, I wonder if there are any requirements for us to join the Xuanyuan League?"

……

Everyone shouted loudly, and Chen Mu frowned slightly. From this, he could tell that the Meng clan was in great danger. Even if they were not destroyed, their power would at least be greatly reduced, otherwise the Xuanyuan League would not be so arrogant.

The old Taoist priest on the archway laughed heartily and waved his hand, saying, "A brotherly alliance requires no requirements. As long as we swear an oath, we will be allies!"

For a moment, all the wandering cultivators in the field were extremely excited. They followed the old Taoist's guidance, made a vow, and became members of the Xuanyuan Alliance.

Chen Mu looked at it for a moment. At this moment, the situation was not clear and he had no intention of conflicting with it, so he immediately turned around and was about to leave. Just as he was about to leave, a middle-aged monk wearing a turban came over.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

Chen Mu stopped and looked back: "What's going on?"

Seeing his indifference, the monk with the turban unconsciously frowned, but immediately suppressed it. He chuckled and said, "I see that you are at a very high level. You should be at least at the Perfect Foundation Establishment stage, is that correct?"

Chen Mu raised one eyebrow, looking quite surprised.

Although he did not try to conceal his own cultivation level, the man in the silk scarf was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. It was not easy to recognize that he was at least at the Perfect Foundation Establishment stage.

The man in the silk scarf smiled complacently and said, "Fellow Daoist, with such a high level of cultivation, why not join our Xuanyuan Alliance? As long as you swear an oath, you might even be able to obtain the position of the leader of a branch..."

In order to maintain its position as one of the three major forces, the Xuanyuan League urgently needs to recruit new members.

If he recommended such a talented person to the Mengzong, he would receive a handsome reward, otherwise he would not have stepped forward to stop Chen Mu.

Chen Mu smiled faintly and said, "Fellow Daoist, those independent cultivators are fine, but I have another sect's inheritance. How can I join his sect or alliance?"

"Why not?" The monk with the silk scarf disagreed after hearing this and said, "To be honest, fellow Daoist, although our sect is called the Alliance of Loose Cultivators, not all of our members are Loose Cultivators.

Take me for example, I was born in a small foundation-building sect. If I hadn't joined the alliance sect, how could I have reached the late stage of foundation-building?"

Chen Mu shook his head and smiled, feeling more and more that the Xuanyuan League was a "makeshift team". Even his own cultivators were allowed to join. How careless...

Seeing this, the monk in the turban thought Chen Mu was laughing at him for changing his sect, and he gradually became unhappy. He frowned and sneered:

"My friend, you're not from one of the other two major sects, are you? You're lucky to be able to join our alliance. A small sect like yours, without much ability, how can you compare with our Xuanyuan Alliance?"

A hint of coldness flashed across Chen Mu's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "I don't want to care about you switching to another sect, but why did you mention my sect? If you don't apologize, don't blame me for being rude!"

Although the monk with the silk scarf was only in the late stage of foundation building, he was not afraid of Chen Mu who had "perfected foundation building". He glared at him and snorted coldly, "What? You still dare to attack me?"

(End of this chapter)