Raise a sword!

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On the northern slope, in the mountains and forests.

Master Fang of Feiyan Tower steadied himself in mid-air, his gaze dark as he looked at the illusory figure not far ahead.

"So this is the incarnation technique you've cultivated for a hundred years? It does have some merit."

The incarnation of Master Lü remained expressionless.

"Fellow Daoist Fang is truly not honest enough; a few tricks cannot harm you."

Upon hearing this, Master Fang sneered, "I can't exactly praise your enemy for his brilliant methods."

The incarnation of Master Lü smiled.

"But I believe that this incarnation technique, which I have cultivated for a hundred years, is indeed exquisite."

As soon as he finished speaking, the illusory figure raised his hand and waved it, releasing a mysterious and profound power.

Under this mysterious power, the mountains and forests before Fang Zhenren began to twist and turn, becoming dreamlike and ethereal.

It was as if I had been pulled from reality into an endless dream.

"Is this a manifestation of your Daoist aura?"

Master Fang immediately saw through the distorted truth before him.

"I've long heard that Master Lü entered the Dao through a dream, and that his three-year slumber during which he formed his core is a topic of much discussion in the Southern Mountain Region... So, it's time for you, fellow Daoist, to guide me into a dream?"

"We're both at the sixth level of the Golden Core stage, so what makes you think this technique can trap me?"

Lu Zhenren's figure slowly emerged from the distortion, his face still bearing that faint smile.

"They can be trapped."

Master Fang shook his head.

"It can't be contained."

Master Lü nodded.

"Then please break through my dream's Daoist aura, fellow Daoist... I have two other Golden Core Daoist friends to deal with, so it's inconvenient for me to get entangled with you too much. Please do as you please."

As soon as he finished speaking, the illusory image of Master Lü vanished once again before Master Fang.

Seeing this, Master Fang did not intervene. Instead, he frowned slightly and looked in the direction where Master Lü had disappeared, feeling a sense of foreboding.

He made a hand seal and muttered something under his breath.

A moment later, he looked up and around.

"I clearly calculated before coming that this battle should be a great victory, allowing my Flying Swallow Pavilion to gain wider recognition... The divination has not changed, so why do I feel so uneasy?"

"Lu Dehong is truly skilled. This must be the 'Three Elixir Incarnation Method' that he has mastered to a high level. I wonder which elixir that incarnation just now was?"

"The upper elixir governs the spirit, the middle elixir governs life, and the lower elixir governs nature... This dream-entering technique is a spiritual method, the foundation of Lü Dehong, so it must be an incarnation of the upper elixir? You think highly of me."

With this in mind, Master Fang exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then sat cross-legged in mid-air, without making any move to break the current situation.

"In the end, the Chen family will be in control of this battle. We must remain vigilant and not let this opportunity slip by. I hope that the two fellow Daoists of the Chen family can make some progress... I came here personally and even held off Lü Dehong's Upper Dan incarnation. I can give an account of myself afterward."

...

At this moment, near the mountain gate of the Cangshan Sect, many Foundation Establishment cultivators are already engaged in battles.

The two Golden Core cultivators of the Chen family, Qi Zhenren and Si Zhenren, watched the battle from mid-air and did not rush to join the fray.

It wasn't that the two of them didn't want to make a move, but rather that Lü Dehong himself was quietly watching them from within the Cangshan Sect's formation not far away.

"The Cangshan Sect does indeed have some foundation, and the Foundation Establishment cultivators under your sect are quite capable."

Master Qi looked at Master Lü and said softly, "It was only because the two of us old folks came here in person that, although we didn't make a move, we still managed to distract the Foundation Establishment cultivators of your sect. Otherwise, my Chen clan would probably have suffered a swift defeat and made a fool of ourselves."

"That makes sense." Master Lü nodded frankly. "Looking at the young Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Chen family who have come here, I can't find a single one who is worthy of my attention."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the two Chen masters immediately turned ugly.

He said it as humility, but when others said it, it really sounded like he was looking down on him.

Master Lü, however, seemed completely unaware that he had offended someone, and continued in a frank tone: "No wonder the Chen family always has designs on the northern slopes. They must know that the younger generation in their clan are all scoundrels. If they don't find a way to expand, the descendants of the Chen family may not even be able to defend Chengdu in the future."

"If the Chen family doesn't take advantage of the fact that you two are still alive to expand the family business, they probably won't see a very long future."

Upon hearing this, Master Qi sneered, "I never knew that Fellow Daoist Lü, besides having such extraordinary cultivation, was also so sharp in his words."

Master Lü responded with a cold laugh.

"Since you two have come to our doorstep, do you expect me to treat you with courtesy?"

Master Si, who had remained silent until now, took half a step forward.

"Now that only you, Fellow Daoist, are in charge of the Cangshan Sect, the outcome of this battle is already decided even if the two of us don't make a move."

"I personally treated Fellow Daoist Shen's injury, and I know that he will not be able to fight anyone for at least twenty years... As for the other two sects of the Northern Foothills Three Sects, aren't you curious why they haven't come to our aid yet? I suppose the Cangshan Sect should have asked the other two sects for help long ago."

Master Si looked completely confident of victory.

"The idea that the three sects of the Northern Foothills would advance and retreat together was just a joke. I merely offered a small token of my appreciation, and the Sword Pavilion and the Illusionary Sound Sect agreed not to interfere in this matter anymore."

Upon hearing this, Lü Dehong couldn't help but sigh softly and muttered something in an extremely low voice.

Only the little girl next to him heard this muttered sentence clearly.

"Old man, your insults are so awful." Ni Chang sneered.

Lü Dehong glared at Ni Chang.

"The Cangshan Sect is at the forefront, while the other two sects are doing nothing and getting huge benefits for nothing. How can I not curse them? Afterwards, we should find out exactly how much benefit the Chen family gave. The Cangshan Sect should also get a share."

Upon hearing this, Ni Chang yawned and casually said, "The masters of Sword Pavilion and Illusionary Sound Sect are also gluttons; don't expect them to spit out the benefits they've already taken in."

"I'll personally go to their door; I'm not afraid they won't spit out some treasures."

Lü Dehong snorted softly and then looked at Ni Chang beside him.

"Speaking of my darling, my precious daughter..."

Ni Chang's face immediately filled with disgust.

"You old hag, when I stole your magic weapon you kept calling me a wicked brat, but now that you need my help, I'm suddenly your precious daughter?"

Lu Dehong faced the three Golden Core cultivators without changing his expression, but was provoked by Ni Chang's few words to blow his beard and glare.

"You wretched child, who do you call me 'I' in front of?"

The Peak Master of Rainbow Peak shrank back.

"You spoke too quickly."

"roll!"

The Peak Master of Rainbow Robe was sitting cross-legged on the ground when she heard this. She quickly got up and used both hands to pat the dust off her body as she left.

"Fine, get out then. I won't stoop to your level, you old codger with one foot in the grave."

Lu Dehong took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed his anger.

"I've lived a life of gentle refinement, how did I end up with such a thing as you?"

"I can't even bring myself to say those two curses you just now. Just thinking about them makes me feel like my ears are dirty. And you call that gentle and refined?" Peak Master Ni Chang muttered.

Seeing Lü Dehong about to get up, Ni Chang, dragging the ill-fitting hem of her robe, quickly ran a few steps, but her feet slipped a few times.

As she left, the once clear blue sky suddenly darkened.

Rain began to fall from the sky.

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