Covering the Sky: Fairy, I really need to control you properly.

In reality, Xu Jinhuan had never been attacked by any powerful figure from Sendai.

Its body then dispersed on its own and returned to the Heavenly Tree.

The tree of Tao still exists; with a single thought, one can reconstitute the physical body.

In other words, if there truly exists in this world that wishes to completely obliterate Xu Jinhuan, it would require simultaneously killing both Fairy Zixia and Yao Xi.

In the future, once Xu Jinhuan has taken root among the seven hosts, he will need to eliminate all seven of them simultaneously.

Otherwise, even if his physical body turns to dust and his spirit dissipates, he can still be reborn from the remaining branches, safe and sound.

[The Dao Tree of All Heavens, with Dao Fruits as its embryo and divine souls as its guide, condenses the true body of a past life. The host can separate from the Dao Tree and walk independently in the world, or return at any time.]

Zixia's heart sank back down, but then a surge of annoyance welled up inside her.

"Dead tree, stop scaring me!"

"That's not the issue now," Xu Jinhuan's voice turned serious. "Purple Bamboo Peak enjoys the most resources within the Holy Land, right? Make that old bastard Yang Yang fulfill his promise!"

"Just you wait and see, that old man will definitely go back on his word!"

Zixia took a deep breath and looked over the chaotic debate platform, landing on Yang Yang.

"Peak Master Yang." Her voice was cold and clear amidst the clamor, "Now that Junior Brother Xu is dead, please keep your promise. Swear before the fellow cultivators of the Eastern Wilderness that from this day forward, you are no longer the Peak Master of Purple Bamboo Peak, and all the resources of Purple Bamboo Peak for the next hundred years will be transferred to my Heavenly Pivot Peak!"

Amidst the tense standoff, Fairy Zixia uttered a single word that instantly made her the center of attention.

Yang Yang was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Haha...hahahaha!"

"That kid courted death, who can he blame?"

Yang Yang's laughter stopped, his eyes filled with contempt: "As for oaths, Zixia, you're being far too frivolous. Don't think that just because you have the title of Holy Maiden you can chime in. You're still very green."

Yang Yang was already a Holy Son of the Purple Mansion a thousand years ago.

According to seniority, Zixia still had to respectfully call him her grandmaster.

"So what if I relinquish my position as peak master? Is there anyone on Purple Bamboo Peak who dares to disobey my orders?" Yang Yang's tone was extremely confident.

"And what about those resources from the past century? Do you know how much that is? Can your Tian Shu Peak possibly handle it all?"

Zixia coldly said, "Now that Junior Brother Xu has just died, is the dignified master of a peak going to renege on her promise?"

"Hahahaha." Yang Yang burst into laughter. "I did say I'd spare that kid's life, but he was as stupid as a pig and courted his own death. Who can he blame? Blame it on his own bad luck!"

"As for the resources you mentioned earlier, even if my Purple Bamboo Peak were truly willing to give them, could your Heavenly Pivot Peak handle them?"

"Besides, such an important matter cannot be decided in just a few words. Ultimately, it should be left to the Supreme Elders Council to decide."

His words sounded righteous and high-sounding, but who among them wasn't a shrewd person? Who couldn't hear the underlying meaning?

Whether or not resources are provided ultimately depends on the decision of the Supreme Elders Council.

And five out of nine members of the Supreme Elders Council are from Purple Bamboo Peak.

These words immediately aroused the indignation of the disciples of Tian Shu Peak.

"A high-ranking member of the Holy Land, going back on their word—where is their shame?!"

"Junior Brother Xu... died unjustly."

The disciples of Zizhu Peak mostly remained silent, their faces expressionless.

The various sects of the Eastern Wilderness remained indifferent, as the internal strife within the Purple Mansion was far more exciting than they had anticipated.

In reality, even if they wanted to dissuade them, they would be powerless to do so.

The leaders of each sect this time were mostly only at the first level of the Immortal Platform realm. In the face of the power struggle among these powerful beings at the Purple Mansion level, they were like ants trying to shake a tree or ants looking at the sky.

They have no right to intervene or mediate, let alone offer any advice.

"Your Purple Bamboo Peak has gone far in this matter!"

At this point, even the usually aloof elders of Misty Peak and Yundao Peak could no longer stand it.

Yang Yang coldly replied, "Rules are made by the strong. What can you do to me?"

"Since you disregard all dignity," Lin Suwen said coldly, "I'll risk losing this position as Holy Lord to make your Purple Bamboo Peak pay the price!"

"Please, the sacred artifact!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the central peak in the distance suddenly trembled.

The purple peak that had stood for a thousand years suddenly trembled violently at this moment, as if it wanted to break free from the mountain and soar into the sky.

Few people know that it is not a mountain peak at all, but a sacred artifact left behind by the founder of the Zifu sect. It is shaped like the top of a pillar of heaven and has suppressed the fortune of the sacred land for ten thousand years.

At this moment, the entire central peak resonated, with purple light soaring into the sky, as if an ancient will was awakening.

Lin Suwen was furious and no longer cared about anything else; she was determined to get justice from Yang Yang today.

"Lin Suwen!"

Yang Yang sneered, and a green bamboo had appeared in his palm without him even noticing.

The bamboo was carved from jade, crystal clear, and swayed gently in the void, casting countless strands of green light, which subtly resisted the oppressive purple aura from the central peak.

"If it weren't for your seniority, I would have already taken your place as Holy Lord. You say you're injured, do you really think I, Yang Yang, am afraid of you?"

He stood holding a bamboo stick, his gaze dark and brooding, and looked at the three Supreme Elders of Purple Bamboo Peak, saying, "Stop her!"

"Lord Lin, please calm down."

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"Yang Yang has repeatedly acted improperly today, and we have a legitimate reason to act. Let me handle this matter."

"Old man, since you don't intend to admit this debt, then today, I will act on behalf of Heaven."

Xu Jinhuan had been waiting for this moment.

Yang Yang's smile froze instantly.

That voice... it's so familiar...

How could this be?!

"Since you refuse to be dignified," the voice spoke again, "then I will be dignified for you this once. Some people in your Yang lineage probably have no reason to continue existing."

"Who is speaking!"

Yang Yang suddenly spun around, his gaze sweeping across the room like lightning, revealing a fierce glint in his eyes.

Then he saw it.

Above the platform, where Xu Jinhuan's form and spirit had just dissipated, specks of azure-gold light gathered from the void.

The points of light drifted and converged from all directions in the void, growing more numerous and denser until they finally outlined a human figure.

First, the bones shone like white jade, then the meridians spread out like rivers, and then blood and flesh grew, covering the body with skin.

The azure-gold blood energy roared like a blue dragon, surging and churning through the meridians; the Five Elements Dao Palaces lit up one after another within the body, and the five deities opened their divine eyes simultaneously, their golden light piercing through the void.

Xu Jinhuan stood in the void, stretching his muscles and bones at will.

He looked so content, showing no sign of impending doom.

"You...you're still alive?!"

"How is this possible? I clearly saw with my own eyes Uncle Xuansong's palm strike land on you..."

Xu Jinhuan said, "I died, but I'm alive again!"

From beginning to end, Yang Yang was completely manipulated.

"Holy Lord".

Xu Jinhuan turned around, faced Lin Suwen, and clasped his hands in a salute.

"Today, I have a legitimate reason to do this, and I will eradicate these scoundrels from the Purple Mansion."

"The Immortal-Slaying Gourd!"

"Baby, please turn around."