Cultivating Immortality Through a Hundred Lifetimes: I Possess the Heavenly Book of Merit

The Taoist priest patted his waist, and the red snake instantly shrank, transforming into a beam of light and disappearing into his beast-taming pouch.

Feng Xiaosheng stepped forward to invite the young cultivator sent by Xingjian Pavilion. After receiving their consent, he took the lead and led the way.

After the Foundation Establishment seniors left, Yu Yan noticed that the disciples from the Broken Army Mansion clearly breathed a sigh of relief. They were no longer standing obediently as before, but were pointing and whispering in Yu Yan's direction, seemingly saying something.

He was preparing to take Wei Jing to greet them when he heard someone call out to him from behind.

"I am your senior brother."

Yu Yan turned his head and found that the inner disciples were looking at him.

There were young people in their twenties and teenagers, but without exception, their eyes were filled with expectation.

"With Senior Brother Kong gone, can we really win?"

Yu Yan remained silent for a moment, unable to answer their questions.

Even with Senior Brother Kong present, it only gave Luoxia Sect one more victory. If we compare the overall strength of the two sects, we don't know about the other immortal peaks, but Yuanfu Peak is no match for the other.

The thought that the sect leader had actually agreed to the condition of the Po Jun Mansion always struck Yu Yan as absurd.

What could possibly have caused the sect leader to make such a decision?

"Of course we'll win!"

Wei Jing cheered from the sidelines:

"This is a competition that concerns the fate of our sect. I'm telling you, you absolutely must not boost the morale of others and diminish our own. Don't you know about Senior Brother Yu's talisman skills?"

Don't worry.

She nudged Yu Yan with her shoulder.

"You agree, right?"

"I don't know where you get your confidence from, still dreaming of winning the competition."

Someone interrupted her from behind.

Ruan Qin walked gracefully with a large group of disciples, her smile captivating, and looked at Yu Yan.

"In my opinion, among you people, only Senior Brother Yu has some ability, but no matter how good he is, he can only represent one person and win one match. In the end, the result will not change."

"Pooh!"

Wei Jing scoffed at her words and immediately retorted.

"Don't try to scare us. Let me tell you, we people from Yuanfu Peak are not to be trifled with. And you, the kind of vixen who cultivates seductive arts, I despise the most. You've climbed to your position by relying on countless people. You're the most despicable. What face do you have to call him Senior Brother Yu?"

Wei Jing's mouth was really sharp, and she rattled off a string of words, but to her surprise, the other party was completely unmoved and even just smiled disdainfully.

"Someone like you is shallow and can't stand seeing others do well, so you can only think in that way. You call me despicable, but actually, it's you who's the one with a dirty heart, isn't it?"

Ruan Qin refused to back down and confronted Wei Jing, neither giving an inch.

Yu Yan cupped his hands in greeting to Yang Yun.

"The sect has prepared accommodations for you all. Please follow me."

But to his surprise, the other person just looked at him quietly and then said something.

"You, and your senior brother, were the ones who delivered the final blow."

…………

"What did you say?"

The other inner disciples of Yuanfu Peak asked loudly:

I said…

Yang Yun's gaze swept over them, and his voice rose several decibels.

"I killed your senior brother with my own hands."

boom--

A flash of inspiration struck Yu Yan, and a fireball hurtled down from the sky toward Yang Yun.

Dust filled the air, but when it all passed, the other person was still standing there unharmed, a mocking smile on their face.

"He's very strong, but even the strongest has its limits."

Yang Yun paused for a moment,

"Oh, right, there seems to be an old man as well. We went through a lot of trouble to kill that old guy. If it weren't for Junior Sister Ruan's illusion that caught him off guard, we would have lost quite a few disciples."

"He originally had the opportunity to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, haha."

Listening to what the other person said, Yu Yan silently turned his gaze to Ruan Qin, who was confronting Wei Jing.

"That old man must be an important figure in your sect, right? Tao'an Daoist, whose original name was Yu Sheng, shares the same surname as you. What is your relationship with him?"

Yang Yun had a faint smile on his face.

Yu Yan shook his head.

"The relationship between disciples and deacons."

He then immediately added:

"I was a little worried at first. If you really defeated Senior Brother Kong by yourself, I might not be able to beat you. But now that I know you won by sneak attacking and ganging up on Senior Brother, I can be sure of it."

As he spoke, Yu Yan revealed a smile that clearly showed contempt.

You can't beat me.

Yang Yun's smile froze.

Because of the relationship between Xingbing Daoren and Qinglu Daoren, he was compared to Kong Shangji by his master from a young age. The phrase "other people's disciples" echoed in his ears every day, and he was always overshadowed by Kong Shangji.

If one is inferior to Kong Shangji in any aspect, one will face punishment from Xingbing Daoren.

The long whip lashed his face, preventing him from using herbs to treat his wounds, supposedly to make him remember the pain of being surpassed.

At first there were pauses, but as time went on, Kong Shangji's progress became greater and greater, making it increasingly difficult for him to catch up. The punishments gradually doubled, and there was almost no respite.

The scars on her face came from this.

Having finally defeated Kong Shangji in the secret realm, and with no more competitors, it should have been a happy occasion. However, unexpectedly, people kept bringing it up to belittle him.

So what if they besieged us? It's not like there weren't other disciples from the Luoxia Sect who came to help. It's just that Kong Shangji himself didn't need them!

A win is a win, and a loss is a loss. Why fight one-on-one when you can gang up on someone?

Now, someone with only five spiritual roots dares to spout nonsense in front of me...

"Yu Yan, right? I'll remember you."

Yang Yun's voice was low and deep.

"I hope you remember the rules of this Talisman Dao competition. When you stand before me, I hope you still have the same confidence."

He licked his lips, his smile revealing a hint of anticipation.

"At that time, I will make you enjoy the same treatment as your beloved Senior Brother Kong."

"hehe."

Yu Yan was not easily intimidated and responded immediately.

Whether you have the ability or not is another matter.

"We'll see in three days. Let's go. My master told me to find you a place to stay, so I can't neglect that."

He turned around and led the way, Yu Sheng's face flashing through his mind.

Senior Brother Kong, and Taoist Tao'an, were both from the Po Jun Mansion...

What angered him even more was that this guy dared to spout nonsense and provoke him arrogantly on Yuanfu Peak.

Since he wants to die, Yu Yan will grant his wish.

Once you face off against someone, it's a life-or-death battle.

Even mid-grade first-tier sword array talismans might not be enough.

Yu Yan walked ahead, silently making plans.

"After all, he's a direct disciple of the Po Jun Mansion; his skills are definitely not lacking. Only a high-grade first-tier sword array talisman, with twelve sword shadows, can guarantee a direct kill."

"It would be even better if we could run into Ruan Qin, and send her on her way together."

There is no right or wrong, only stance; a life for a life, that's the way it is.