Junior sister, I really need to control you

The stone path wasn't long. At the end of the path was a stone gate. The leader of the Yiqi Sect knelt down outside and respectfully called out a few times. The stone gate then slowly opened.

Li Yinsheng had already activated the Shadowless Banner in advance to further enhance the concealment of his soul, in order to prevent the Holy Envoy from noticing.

But Li Yinsheng's expression changed as soon as the stone door opened.

Inside the stone gate was a fairly spacious secluded chamber, but there was no one in the center, only a cloud of earthy yellow mist several feet in size.

In Li Yinsheng's perception, this was an extremely pure, rich, and profound earth element energy.

However, it is also connected to the earth below, so it is an integral part of the earth. Unless you perceive it at such close range, you will only think of this cloud of yellowish-brown mist as part of the earth from a distance.

Therefore, whether he was outside or setting up the formation and scouting the capital last night, he did not notice this place at all.

After the door opened, the leader of the Yiqi Sect immediately pulled his son forward and crawled all the way to the earthy yellow clouds, whereupon he recounted everything that had happened.

This even includes the son disobeying orders to cultivate blood ginseng in order to make money through dual cultivation.

Upon hearing this, the entity in the thick fog seemed unable to hold back any longer and let out a series of charming laughs.

"Oh, so it was about that kind of thing. You should have said so earlier~"

The woman in the thick fog giggled, "Sect Leader Tang, I think your son, though absurd, does have some courage, and his vitality is quite vigorous. I... I'm rather fond of him~"

Hao Liang, who had been kneeling trembling with fear, suddenly showed surprise.

Could it be... that the Holy Envoy has fallen in love with me at first sight?

The sect leader's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure: "I understand. Then this good-for-nothing son will be handed over to the Holy Envoy."

"Hmm, you may leave now. I'm going to enjoy this young master," the person in the yellow mist said languidly.

The leader of the Yiqi Sect immediately took his leave and cautiously went out.

Hao Liang was left feeling somewhat flattered.

"Your Excellency, are you going to use me now? Isn't that a bit too hasty?" he asked, half expectant and half apprehensive.

The envoy's voice sounded soft and alluring, but he hadn't seen what she looked like yet. What if she only had a pleasant voice but an average figure?

Just as he was thinking this, the yellow mist thinned considerably, revealing a curvaceous figure sitting cross-legged within it.

Hao Liang's eyes lit up.

She has a great figure! But what about her face?

After the yellow mist thinned to a certain extent, it stopped thinning and instead cracked open.

Hao Liang looked at the figure with anticipation, eager to catch a glimpse of her beauty.

A black, ferocious snake head emerged from the crack in the yellow mist, its scales iron-black and its vertical pupils chilling.

The yellow mist was only a few feet in diameter, but the snake's head itself was about ten feet in size, and its entire body, of unknown length, was shrouded in the yellow mist, as if it had been compressed.

"Ahhhhhh... Holy Envoy! The Holy Envoy isn't human... The Holy Envoy is... is... a demon... a snake demon..."

Hao Liang's legs went weak, and he scrambled to escape.

As the sect leader's illegitimate son, he knew many things he shouldn't have known, such as that this place was not originally the Holy Envoy's residence, but the place where the Ancestor was in seclusion.

When he arrived, he thought that the ancestor had given the secluded cultivation place to the holy envoy, but now that he thought about it, it seemed that since the holy envoy arrived, the ancestor had never appeared in public again, and it was always his father who conveyed the ancestor's orders...

A seductive voice emanated from the snake's head, which was about ten feet in size.

"Young master, why are you running? I've been starving for so long!"

As the last words fell, the snake's head trembled only once in Hao Liang's eyes before everything went black, and he lost all consciousness.

After swallowing Hao Liang whole, the black snake head retracted into the yellow mist, transforming back into a curvaceous human figure before being obscured by the mist.

"Hmm... the taste is alright, but it's still far inferior to that old guy's. Sigh... I have to sneak around even to eat a mere junior cultivator..."

The figure in the yellow mist sighed.

Li Yinsheng's spirit stood to one side, completely unmoved by Hao Liang's death, even feeling that the guy had gotten a good deal and died too easily.

If it falls into his hands, he will definitely use the Crimson Yao Mosquito to thoroughly prepare it before killing it.

Now he's more concerned about the "snake head" that just peeked out.

When it briefly left the yellow mist, the demonic aura that it deliberately concealed but was still extremely strong indicated that the other party's cultivation level was comparable to that of an ordinary Great True Person cultivator!

In the mortal realm where even real people are merely legends, there lies a demon comparable to a great real person!

Or a more appropriate term would be "demon race" or "demon cultivators".

Moreover, that so-called "snake head" can no longer be called a "snake"...

Hao Liang was so terrified that he couldn't see clearly, which is why he shouted that it was a snake demon.

But Li Yinsheng, who was standing to the side, could see clearly that there were two menacing horns on the "snake head" that looked like halberds.

This is not a snake demon, but a dragon that is quite rare even among demons and is naturally powerful.

Although it's unknown how close this so-called dragon is to a real dragon, the fact that it can grow these horns means it has completely transcended the category of snakes and pythons.

A dragon comparable to a Grand Immortal, lurking in a mortal dynasty and called a "Holy Envoy," is probably just a tentacle of some demonic cultivation force...

Li Yinsheng now understands why his junior sister received so many rewards after learning from Wei Xingzhou and the other two that the blood ginseng contained demonic energy.

The demonic energy within the blood ginseng was undoubtedly connected to the dragon demon before them and what lay behind it.

With the earth element energy obscuring the view, Li Yinsheng was unable to discern what was happening inside, but he could still hear sounds.

"This damned Breath Soil, though it can conceal my aura, it's suffocating me so badly, it's my nemesis!"

When Li Yinsheng heard about the Breath of Earth, he raised an eyebrow and thought to himself, "No wonder it has such miraculous effects. The earth element of the Breath of Earth can be combined with the earth, making it difficult to detect when used for concealment."

He had heard of the Breath Soil from Shangguan Ling'er. It was similar to the Golden Crow Holy Spring in the Golden Crow Pool, both being treasures from the ten sacred mountains within the demon race's territory.

However, such a divine object would not be limited to this level of power. It is likely that it is called "Breath Soil" but only has a slight resemblance to the real Breath Soil.

Either they are extremely rare in quantity, thus greatly reducing their power and effectiveness.

However, the fact that this demon can use the Breath of Earth to conceal its aura suggests that the power behind it is not to be underestimated.

As for her feeling unwell, it's not hard to understand. Flood dragons are mostly associated with water, and the soil they breathe can control water, so they use this to conceal their aura, which naturally makes them feel unwell.

But... what is this dragon guarding against by going to such great lengths to conceal its identity?

In the mortal realm, even true immortals are almost extinct. A dragon comparable to a great immortal, even if it is not good at concealing its aura, would not be at risk of being discovered, right?

"Holy Son, Holy Son, I am almost ready. Soon I will be able to turn all the cultivators in this city into your nourishment!"

An excited voice came from the Breath of Earth.

"Once you hatch, I will be your first servant. At that time, all the mortals and cultivators of the entire Great Yong Dynasty will become your food!"

A holy child? Nourishment? Hatching?

Li Yinsheng silently kept these things in mind.

He waited for a long time, but the dragon did not continue to mutter to itself. It seemed that it had only muttered a few words to itself because it was in a good mood after eating a person.

The dragon fell silent, so Li Yinsheng had no choice but to memorize the information and quietly leave.

Within the thick fog he could not see, the dragon transformed into human form and sat cross-legged, with a large, crimson egg, about two or three feet in size, resting on its lap.

The egg's surface resembled metal, radiating a cold luster, yet it felt extremely hot to the touch.

The dragon demon stroked the blood egg with fascination, feeling the powerful and pure life force within it, its vertical pupils filled with fanaticism.

……

Meanwhile, within the Golden Sword Sect...

The Golden Sword Sect's main gate is located in another desolate mountain near the capital. Inside the gate stand six tall pavilions for the sect members to live in.

Upon seeing these six tall pavilions, Li Yinsheng became even more certain that this was the Taibai Sword Pavilion.

Most of the information left by Meng You'er is about the Five Poisons Sect and herself and her husband. There are few mentions of the Taibai Sword Pavilion, but it does include the six tall pavilions.

Because these six pavilions correspond to the six inheritances within the Taibai Sword Pavilion, when the groom Wei Xingchong was still a Grand Master, he was one of the pavilion masters of the six pavilions.

The other five pavilion masters are two Grand Masters and three relatively strong Masters.

However, compared to the Taibai Sword Pavilion in the records, the six pavilions of the Golden Sword Gate should only have symbolic meaning now.

In the highest pavilion, Li Yinsheng and Wei Chengfeng, the leader of the Golden Sword Sect, sat facing each other. This was a "quiet room conversation" that Li Yinsheng had requested.

Accordingly, Mu Xiaoyu was happily taken by Wei Xingzhou and the other two to sample the snacks and dishes of the Golden Sword Sect.

"Senior Li, is there something important you wish to discuss with me privately?"

Wei Chengfeng looks about six or seven parts like his younger brother Wei Xingzhou, but he is a few years older and his cultivation is much higher.

Looking at the cultivator in front of him, Li Yinsheng was basically certain that this place was related to the Taibai Sword Pavilion.

This is because Wei Chengfeng is not only a sword cultivator who mainly focuses on the metal element, but the cultivation aura on his body is also somewhat similar to the cultivation aura left on Wei Xingchong's corpse.

Even if they don't practice the same techniques, they must be related.

Of course, in terms of both quality and quantity, the two are worlds apart, and someone with weaker spiritual sense probably wouldn't be able to tell the difference at all.

Li Yinsheng suspected that what he was practicing was the introductory or simplified version of the cultivation method practiced by Wei Xingchong, or even an incomplete version.

Li Yinsheng didn't keep Wei Chengfeng in suspense with his straightforward sword-cultivation-style question and directly took out the Taibai Sword from his Qiankun Bag.

"Sect Leader Wei, do you recognize this?" he asked, holding the Taibai Sword horizontally.

Wei Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, his eyes trembled for a moment, then he suddenly stood up and knelt down in front of Li Yinsheng.

"This unworthy descendant, Wei Chengfeng, pays his respects to our ancestor!"

Chapter 130 The Golden Sword Treasury, Taibai Refined Gold

Within the Golden Sword Sect.

Facing Wei Chengfeng, the sect leader who knelt before him without hesitation, Li Yinsheng waved his hand.

"Get up first. You've probably misunderstood something. I am not a cultivator from the Taibai Sword Pavilion, but rather from the Taihao Immortal Sect."

With a wave of his hand, Wei Chengfeng felt his body rise uncontrollably, only to sit back down cross-legged.

"So you are a master from the Taihao Immortal Sect, senior... I was being presumptuous."

Wei Chengfeng gave a bitter smile.