Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

When faced with a vast difference in spiritual realm, having more people is of no use.

Whatever these people were thinking, all their thoughts vanished the moment the Purple Bamboo King appeared. Being able to save their lives was already a blessing for them.

Seeing that everyone had left, Yu Changsheng thought for a moment, then suddenly waved to one of the rogue cultivators from Wuzhou, and said in a strained voice:

"Wait, come here for a moment."

The rogue cultivator was taken aback, then turned to look at Yu Changsheng in astonishment, before pointing to himself.

"Yes, it's you. Come here." Yu Changsheng nodded and said to him calmly.

The rogue cultivator's face fell, but he dared not resist. He obediently walked towards Yu Changsheng, glanced at the Purple Bamboo King beside Yu Changsheng, and respectfully bowed and clasped his hands in greeting:

"Junior Yuan Mingzi greets the two seniors."

In the cultivation world, strength is paramount. Although Yu Changsheng looked much younger than him, Yuan Mingzi still respectfully addressed him as a senior.

King Zizhu merely glanced at Yuanming, paying him no further attention. He then embraced Emperor Ziling, rubbing his nose and smiling as if no one else was around, saying:

"Ling'er, how are you? Aren't you scared?"

This scene startled Yuan Mingzi, and the last vestige of unrealistic ideas in his mind were completely shattered. As a result, his attitude became even more respectful and restrained.

The sword spirit of the magical treasure in Yu Changsheng's hand is actually the son of a Nascent Soul cultivator... This news alone is enough to make countless cultivators who harbor ill intentions towards the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword in Yu Changsheng's hand retreat.

"Hmm," Yu Changsheng nodded, thought for a moment and asked, "Tell me about the major events that have happened in the past few days since the end of the Heavenly Fiend Secret Realm."

"Okay." Yuan Mingzi thought for a moment and then said in a low voice.

Yu Changsheng listened attentively, his brows furrowed slightly, as if deep in thought.

Since the end of the Heavenly Fiend Secret Realm, Qingzhou, which had been eyeing Wuzhou covetously, seized the opportunity to completely break off relations and launch a full-scale war against Wuzhou.

Among them, Tong Yuanzheng, the master of the undercurrents, openly colluded with the high-ranking military officials of Qingzhou and launched a war against Wuzhou, carrying a border defense layout map that had been stolen from an unknown source.

Its initial main plot was about how to use the southwestern border as a gateway to completely penetrate Wuzhou. In addition, the Yang family, who were stationed in the southwest, suddenly rebelled. With the help of the inside and outside, the southwestern border was quickly in danger and almost collapsed.

At the critical moment, if it weren't for the timely arrival of the Xuan Yin Sect's Nascent Soul Ancestor and Blood Profound True Venerable, who used the divine weapon Blood Profound Bell to force Qingzhou back, the southwestern border would have been barely defended. Otherwise, the situation would probably be even worse.

Even so, the situation is not optimistic. Except for the southwest, the border defense is in a better situation, but there is still a possibility of collapse at any time. The three sects took the lead in deploying a full-scale defense, and the other six sects followed suit to assist.

It can be said that the Yang family, the Dark Current Sect, and the Spirit Dragon Sect colluded and rebelled simultaneously. This caught Wuzhou off guard and caused great damage, which is also the biggest reason why this crisis is so difficult to deal with.

The border was not peaceful, and the situation within Wuzhou was equally dire. Since the end of the Heavenly Fiend Secret Realm, the returning teams of genius cultivators from the six sects had all been ambushed in different ways.

Taking the Myriad Manifestations Sect as an example, Yu Changsheng's lead away three Golden Core peak cultivators greatly reduced the pressure on Ruan Hao and Lu Ruikai. After they adapted, they were able to successfully lead the vast majority of their disciples back to the sect.

However, things did not go smoothly after that. The Spirit Dragon Sect launched a full-scale counterattack. Its sect leader, Jiang Tiancheng, led a group of high-ranking members of the Spirit Dragon Sect, including the Dark Current and the Yang family, a total of five Purple Mansion cultivators, to attack the Myriad Manifestations Sect.

The Myriad Manifestations Sect is now in dire straits. Although it has sought help from outside, the attack from Qingzhou has left the various sects of Wuzhou preoccupied with their own problems and overwhelmed with difficulties. There is no hope of reinforcements in the short term.

Overall, Wuzhou is facing both internal and external troubles. After all, the Yang family, the Linglong Sect, and the Dark Current Sect are all powerful forces, each with its own strength comparable to the Six Sects, in addition to the covert assistance from the Qingzhou military...

Under such circumstances, Wuzhou can be described as being in a precarious situation with an uncertain future.

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"These are the main things that have happened in Wuzhou these past few days."

As Yuan Mingzi recounted this information, Yu Changsheng's expression turned solemn. Even though the Purple Bamboo King, who was not particularly concerned and appeared calm on the surface, was slightly moved in his heart.

"Um……"

After a long while, Yu Changsheng let out a deep breath, looked at Yuan Mingzi, and finally waved his hand, not making things too difficult for him, and said calmly:

"Alright, you can go now."

Even if Wuzhou were eventually conquered due to internal strife, it would only be the disciples of the sects who would suffer. For independent cultivators like them, the impact would not be significant. Therefore, Yuan Mingzi spoke very naturally, and Yu Changsheng did not expect them to be of any help.

To put it bluntly, in this time of internal and external troubles, it is quite remarkable that these rogue cultivators can remain law-abiding and not take advantage of the chaos.

……

"Thank you for sparing my life, senior!"

Yuan Mingzi let out a long breath, bowed to the two of them again, and after confirming that there were no unexpected events, he quickly flew away into the distance.

Neither of them was someone he could afford to offend. In fact, he had prepared himself for death when he arrived. Fortunately, Yu Changsheng did not kill him in the end, which made Yuan Mingzi overjoyed and also made him feel a little grateful to Yu Changsheng.

Watching Yuan Mingzi's departing figure, Yu Changsheng's eyes flickered. Finally, he gently shook his head, and when he looked at the Purple Bamboo King, a look of gratitude appeared on his face. He spoke softly:

"Thank you so much for standing up for me today, senior."

"Don't overthink it, I'm just worried that my Ling'er will be frightened."

King Zizhu raised an eyebrow and spoke calmly.

"They have no right to act recklessly in this Purple Bamboo Mountain. Right, Wuzhou is not peaceful now. Ling'er is with you, so you must protect her safety."

King Zizhu swallowed hard, a rare hint of seriousness appearing on his face.

"The immortals know."

Yu Changsheng nodded softly in agreement, but he understood in his heart that the reason for the sudden appearance of the Purple Bamboo King was probably to take advantage of the large number of people to show the relationship between the Purple Spirit Emperor and him, so as to intimidate the villains.

For Yu Changsheng, this also serves as a form of protection, at least he doesn't have to worry about anyone coveting the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword.

"I am deeply grateful for what you have done today. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave now. The sect is in dire need of our attention, and I must go and see what is happening."

"Alright, remember what I told you and your promise."

After giving another instruction, Zizhu didn't stop him. She gently rubbed Zilinghuang's brow, and her figure turned into purple light spots and slowly dissipated.

Watching the figure of Zizhu Wang Huanhuan disappear, Yu Changsheng bowed respectfully, but couldn't help but sigh with regret.

"If we could get the Purple Bamboo King to come out of seclusion and assist us, the crisis facing the Myriad Manifestations Sect could be resolved in an instant..."

The thought flashed through Yu Changsheng's mind.

The Nascent Soul stage is a level of cultivation that is extremely rare. For both Qingzhou and Wuzhou, the impact of any Nascent Soul cultivator is immense, capable of turning the tide of battle.

The reason why the Three Sects far surpass the Six Sects, standing high above them and occupying most of the resources, is mainly because they have living Nascent Soul stage experts within their sects, which is far beyond what the Six Sects can match.

If the Purple Bamboo King were willing to leave the mountain and go to the Myriad Manifestations Sect with Yu Changsheng, the current crisis of the Myriad Manifestations Sect would naturally be resolved.

However, Yu Changsheng quickly dismissed this thought and stopped thinking about it. As a forbidden zone that transcends worldly affairs, the special location of Zizhu Mountain meant that neither Qingzhou nor Wuzhou had any impact on him.

Even if Qingzhou eventually invades, it won't be out of foolishness to cause trouble for Zizhu Mountain. Especially now that Zizhu Mountain has appeared in front of so many rogue cultivators, the news that a Nascent Soul cultivator possesses Zizhu Mountain will spread like wildfire. From now on, Zizhu Mountain will only become more peaceful.

Therefore, Yu Changsheng would not be foolish enough to invite them. The fact that the Purple Bamboo King was able to help him repel them was all out of consideration for the Purple Spirit Emperor, which could be considered as doing his utmost.

Putting that thought aside, Yu Changsheng didn't waste any time. After adjusting his state, he summoned the Golden-Winged Eagle, found the right direction, and sped towards the Myriad Manifestations Sect.

With the Myriad Manifestations Sect in crisis, returning would be dangerous for him, but if he didn't return, Yu Changsheng would feel uneasy about it.

"Yang Tianyi... Li Minghan, Zhang Tianwen..."

"And Master is still in the sect... I hope everything goes well."

Unbeknownst to him, there were already quite a few people within the Myriad Manifestations Sect whom he could not let go of.

Yu Changsheng sighed softly in his heart, and then, as his magical power flowed, his speed increased even more.

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

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On the other side, the Myriad Manifestations Sect.

"Boom!"

The thunderous roar echoed and reverberated throughout the surrounding area, resounding through the heavens. Terrifying magical techniques lashed at the Myriad Manifestations Sect's protective array. Amidst flashing light, the array swayed precariously, yet stubbornly held on.

Outside the sect's protective formation, black mist stretched for three hundred miles, covering the sky and earth. In the dark expanse, several calm and composed figures stood outside the protective formation, unleashing divine powers from their hands and striking the formation.

Each of these figures exuded a terrifying aura, rising to earth-shattering heights. The lowest among them was the peak of the Golden Core stage, and there were even as many as five Purple Mansion True Monarchs. At this moment, the combined power they unleashed was truly earth-shattering.

Of these five, three are from the Spirit Dragon Sect: Illusion Dragon True Monarch, Heavenly Dragon True Monarch, and Sea Dragon True Monarch. These three are the true foundation of the Spirit Dragon Sect.

The other two are Yang Ninghong, the patriarch of the Yang family's Purple Mansion, who is also Yang Chengxu's grandfather, and Elder Anliu, who was the one who ambushed and killed Yu Changsheng in the Purple Mansion.

As the five men made their move, they chatted and laughed, seemingly confident of victory.

"The Myriad Manifestations Sect is indeed tenacious, but how long can it hold out? This formation, I've heard, was created by a fifth-tier formation master, it's quite valuable, and its defense is astonishing, that's true."

"Unfortunately, without a Nascent Soul cultivator to stabilize it, how long can this fifth-order formation hold out? The moment the formation breaks will be the moment the sect is destroyed!"

"In this way, we can consider it a tribute to that brat Xuanlong..."

During their exchange, the three True Monarchs of the Spirit Dragon Sect became even more ruthless.

At this moment, the combined power of these five individuals alone, under their combined pressure, already possesses the ability to move mountains and overturn seas. Any sect among the six sects would have to be on high alert in the face of this power.

As the conflict erupted, the protective array of the sect shook violently, and cracks slowly spread from its surface...

……

"Uncle-Master, if this continues, the formation won't last much longer."

At the very top of the Sword Control Peak within the Myriad Manifestations Sect, a group of high-ranking members of the sect gathered. Among them, Lu Ruikai, with a livid face, looked at the situation outside the formation and spoke in a low voice to Ruan Hao.

Ruan Hao's face was equally grim as he stared intently at the figure outside the formation. His voice was low and filled with killing intent. After forcibly suppressing his anger, he asked:

"How is the evacuation of the disciples going?"

"Apart from a few Golden Core cultivators with decent strength, the rest are almost ready. We're just waiting to break the formation, find an opportunity to open the spatial seal, and start the teleportation immediately."

Sect Master Zheng Tianheng replied, his eyes narrowing slightly, and said in a low voice.

"I never imagined that after so long in seclusion, I would have reached this level upon emerging?"

A deep, weathered voice suddenly rang out. The peak masters were startled and looked toward the source of the voice. They saw the figure of an old man with a full head of white hair and a hunched back slowly emerge in the slightly distorted space.

This figure had white hair, a wrinkled face, slightly dark lips, and a furrowed brow. His eyes and brows were white, and even his vital energy seemed to be nearly depleted. A sense of decay and withering was faintly emanating from him, and the traces of time were particularly evident on his body.

His beard fluttered in the wind, his eyes were weathered yet full of spirit, his body was slightly bent, but his will soared to the sky, and his aura was as deep as the ocean, far surpassing Ruan Hao's.

Upon seeing this person, everyone's expression changed, and they all bowed their heads respectfully, clasping their hands in greeting.

"Supreme Elder."

This person was none other than Yuan Menghua, the unparalleled Supreme Elder of the Myriad Manifestations Sect and the previous Sect Master.

"Master, why have you come out of seclusion? What's wrong with you...?"

Ruan Hao lowered his gaze, stepped forward to support Yuan Menghua, and, sensing her condition, spoke with concern in his eyes. Yuan Menghua was the spirit of the immortal sword, and also Ruan Hao's master.

"If we don't leave seclusion soon, the sect may not survive."

Yuan Menghua shook her head, a bitter smile appearing on her pale face. She glared at Ruan Hao and then sighed softly.

"Continuing to stay in seclusion is not a good idea. My lifespan is nearing its end, and I have no hope of reaching the Nascent Soul stage. You didn't even inform me of this crisis. What, are you planning to let me die with my eyes open in disgrace?"

Yuan Menghua spoke calmly, her tone composed, yet subtly carrying a hint of reproach.

Ruan Hao remained silent, hesitant to speak, but after watching Yuan Menghua's lips finally twitch, he softly explained:

"Master, your time is almost up. If you were to force yourself to act again... I'm afraid..."

Ruan Hao didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning behind it was already clear.

"Don't worry, even if I'm just an old man, I can still unleash my power a few times. They've already come to our doorstep, are we going to keep hiding like cowards?"

Yuan Menghua didn't seem to care much. She looked down, checked her physical condition, and chuckled softly. (End of Chapter)