Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 222 Four Sect Leaders
Bai Wuque, as the grand master of the Tiancan Sect and the actual person in power, is also Bai Wuyi's brother from the same mother. At this moment, he is busy protecting the Demon Lord who is about to come out of seclusion.

For some reason, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if something important had been taken away from him, which was why he had this feeling.

But at this moment he was unable to escape and could only frown, his face not looking very good.

During this period, the four leaders of the "Five Major Sects of the Demon Sect" gathered in a secret place, formed a Four Symbols Formation, and protected a stone statue at the center of the formation.

The Demon Lord Yi Tianxing became like this after he went into seclusion a hundred years ago. He had already reached the late stage of the Hedao realm before his seclusion, and he will surely ascend to heaven when he comes out this time.

At that time, it will also bring about a heavenly calamity, so several sect leaders are extremely concerned about this matter, fearing that something might go wrong and cause the Demon Lord to fail in his ascension.

Given Yi Tianxing's decisive and murderous nature, if an accident really happened, I'm afraid everyone would be buried with him.

Qiu Feng, the leader of the Burial Sword Valley, has always been at odds with the Tiancan Sect. At this moment, he just closed his eyes and rested, secretly worrying about Song Xinci's marriage.

Yi Tianxing once had his heart set on Qiu Qinglian, but his unrequited love led him to distance himself from the Buried Sword Valley. Now that he has emerged from seclusion again, will he develop a desire to possess Song Xinci, who bears a passing resemblance to Qiu Qinglian?

If a powerful being in the Ascension Realm takes a fancy to someone, who can refuse him?

On the other hand, the relationship between the leader of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and the Tiancan Sect was quite good; at least there had never been any conflict. She noticed that Bai Wuque seemed to be worried, so she took the initiative to ask, "Could it be that something happened in the sect?"

Although Bai Wuque was at the Hedao realm, he was busy protecting the law at the moment and had no time to spare to see what was happening in Tiancan Sect. He could only say with a bitter face, "Nothing."

The Ten Thousand Poison Sect had once enjoyed a period of prosperity, with Master Wandu running rampant and feared by all. However, this old poisoner later died at the hands of Nangong Feitian's sword, and the sect fell into decline.

It wasn't until a talented woman named "Lan Zhenxin" appeared and mastered the art of poison that the reputation of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect was revived and it returned to the list of the five major sects of the Demon Sect.

Bai Wuque's facial features are about 70% similar to Bai Wuyi's, but he has black hair, a tall stature, and looks handsome. His temperament is completely different from his brother's half-human, half-ghost appearance.

This person's cultivation of the Dao is completely different from that of most people in the Tiancan Sect. He had filled his own imperfections as early as when he merged with the Dao, and cultivated his body to the state of "perfection and purity".

He glanced at Lan Zhenxin, who seemed to care about him, and thought that if he believed her easily, he would be a fool.

Lan Zhenxin didn't care about it at all. She dressed like a woman from southern Xinjiang, wearing a lot of silver jewelry. Every move she made made a sound like wind chimes, making her look innocent.

As the only woman here, Lan Zhenxin wore a crimson-purple dress decorated with silver butterflies, and had a strange ornament hanging on her forehead. From different angles, she looked like one of the Five Poisons.

The most eye-catching thing is her pair of hollow carved silver armlets. A malachite inlaid on the bracelet surface will change color with the sunlight - as blue as the water of the River of Forgetfulness at night, and as bright as the blood in the heart in the sunlight.

Countless people who practice cultivation have died from this pair of "Seven Poison Bracelets", and until now no one knows what the "seven poisons" are.

She let out a silver bell-like laugh and said, "Why don't you, the sect leaders, have a chat? It's so boring just sitting there."

Bai Wuque still frowned, vaguely guessing that something had happened to Bai Wuyi, so he had no interest in chatting with others at this moment.

Qiu Feng had his own worries, so he naturally didn't bother to pay attention to Lan Zhenxin. This woman was an expert at climbing the ladder, and if he paid attention to her, he would definitely get into trouble.

Lan Zhenxin said gloomily, "Why are you all ignoring me? It's so boring to be in seclusion with a bunch of old guys like you."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that there was another sect leader here, and quickly turned to look at the silent and low-key sect leader of Yinshen Palace.

This person was a long-bearded man with an unusually pale, almost translucent complexion. He wore a Taoist robe and sat cross-legged, uttering no words from beginning to end. His aura of Dao was clear and lofty, a presence that seemed out of place in a gloomy place like the Demon Sect. He was Gongsun Wuyang, the master of the Yinshen Palace. Though he looked young, he was actually a demonic old man who had lived for over a thousand years.

Since he is much older than the Demon Lord, he is considered an elder and has a high opinion of himself.

Lan Zhenxin said, "I found an interesting treasure a few days ago. Is Senior Gongsun interested?"

Gongsun Wuyang snorted coldly, too lazy to open his eyes.

"Oh... Being with you old guys is like a year every day." Lan Zhenxin felt bored and pouted. He could only take out a small beast with a bull's head, a snow-white body, a one-eyed beast and a snake's tail, and play with it in his hand.

Seeing this, Qiu Feng finally spoke up, "There's a beast called Fei. If it moves on water, it dries up, kills grass, and if it's seen, it can cause a global plague. How could you so easily bring out such a dangerous spiritual beast? Aren't you afraid of polluting the Demon Lord's spiritual cultivation ground?"

"Finally, someone is paying attention to me!" Lan Zhenxin immediately became interested and said with a smile, "Old Sect Master Qiu really has good taste. My little one is named 'Fei Fei' and he is so cute."

"No one cares if it's cute or not, so you'd better put it away quickly."

Feifei noticed Qiu Feng's hostility towards it, and with one eye, he glanced over, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction. It was clear that this beast had already become psychic, no different from a human.

Seeing this, Qiu Feng couldn't help but look up to the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect. Lan Zhenxin's attainments in the art of poison were extraordinary. If she was given enough time, she might be able to lead the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect to an unprecedented height.

A cultivator in the Hedao realm who is good at poison techniques, plus a demon beast that looks to be in the Hedao realm as well. If these two people and the demon beast work together, their power will be far greater than that of a single Hedao realm cultivator.

Perhaps seeing Qiu Feng speak, Gongsun Wuyang chimed in, "You're already an elderly person, why are you still acting like a child, showing off every treasure you find?"

Lan Zhenxin smiled and said, "This is an ancient demon beast. Aren't you curious about where I caught it?"

"Not interested." The people in Yinshen Palace are soul cultivators. They have always focused on their own three souls and seven spirits, and have little interest in external things.

Qiu Feng was obsessed with swords all his life, so he didn't bother to inquire about the origins of the monster.

The atmosphere suddenly became cold. Lan Zhenxin was helpless and could only focus on teasing Feifei and no longer took the initiative to start conversation.

I don't want to always put my warm face on other people's cold butt.

She secretly glanced at the leader of the Tiancan Sect beside her, and laughed in her heart.

Judging from his expression, it’s definitely nothing good, hehe.

Bai Wuque felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, wishing he could just leave this place and go back to Tiancan Sect to find out what was going on.

Recently, he has secretly climbed up the Futian Pavilion and extended his hand into the Great Xia Dynasty through Prince Duan Su Cen. The speed of expansion is rapid.

But precisely because things were going so smoothly, he felt even more uneasy.

Could it be that this has led to a huge disaster?

(End of this chapter)