Starting with Taoist priests from Maoshan to cultivate immortality

Lin Xiao, who was standing to the side, secretly glanced at everyone's expressions and became smug again.

He stared intently at Jiang Yu:

"I didn't expect this kid to have such a powerful background, and to have dual identities with both the Demon Suppression Division and the True Talisman Sect. Doesn't that give me double insurance?"

"With this genuine product, I can confidently use its reputation to make a big deal out of nothing, without fear of being exposed."

Lin Xiao straightened his back, his face radiating confidence.

He has never been so assertive as he is today.

Seeing Jiang Yu stealing the spotlight, Lin Xiao's underlings thought to themselves:

"He's just Boss Lin's junior brother, yet he's being treated like this by everyone. If I remind Boss Lin to show off a few skills now, I'm sure I'll get his praise."

"I'm so good at understanding social dynamics."

He quietly whispered in Lin Xiao's ear:

"Boss Lin, why don't you show your token too?"

"It will definitely be even more shocking than your junior brother's performance. Then they will know who is the most powerful and will not dare to overstep their bounds."

Lin Xiao, who had been in a good mood, froze upon hearing this, thinking to himself:

"Your mother's."

But he couldn't show it, so he chuckled in a low voice:

"As the senior disciple, how can I steal the limelight from my junior disciple?"

After Lin Xiao said that, the henchman felt even more that he should stand up for his boss.

He shouted:

"Gentlemen, my boss wants one too..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Xiao tightly covered his mouth, glaring at him with murderous eyes:

"If you dare to make another sound, I'll strangle you."

The underling had never seen such a terrifying expression before, so he quickly covered his mouth and remained silent.

Hearing the praise for Jiang Yu and the insults directed at him, Luo Qingshan could no longer bear it. A powerful aura emanated from his body, and he roared:

I don't care about his identity.

"In short, he must return to the Silver Serpent Sect with me to report. Anyone who disagrees can come out and have a match with me."

To cooperate with their senior brother, the disciples of the Silver Serpent Sect also drew their swords, and the surrounding rogue cultivators immediately fell silent.

Although the Silver Serpent Sect's strength cannot compare with the six major sects, it is still a medium-sized sect. If they are really angered, these rogue cultivators will be in deep trouble.

Luo Qingshan nodded in satisfaction; force was still the most effective.

Lu Cheng frowned and stretched out his hands, saying:

"I do not wish to get involved in your conflict."

"Now is the perfect opportunity; we just want to enter the Tianmen Mountain Secret Realm as soon as possible."

Lu Cheng's words immediately reminded everyone present, and they all said:

"Yes, we were so focused on the struggle that we forgot about this."

"Which idiot started this?"

"What an idiot."

"With the secret realm intact, who cares whether anyone in your Silver Serpent Sect dies or not?"

"Even if they all die, it's none of my business."

They've waited all these years, and finally encountered such a powerful opportunity. How could they miss it because of some inexplicable reason?

The disciples of the Silver Serpent Sect spoke up to advise:

"Senior Brother, the matter of the secret realm is indeed more important. Perhaps we should put it aside for now."

Luo Qingshan, already furious from the insult, said in a hard voice:

"No, no one is allowed in until this matter is clarified."

Lu Cheng's expression changed.

His cultivation level was comparable to Luo Qingshan's. The reason he didn't want to fight with him was because he was afraid of being at a disadvantage when they entered the secret realm to compete for treasures.

After all, secret realms usually contain many traps, restrictions, and even monsters, making them extremely risky.

Those who enter the secret realm may suffer losses of up to half their numbers.

In the end, Lü Cheng still made the following suggestion:

"How about we stick to our previous method? Each of our two factions will send one person to compete with Fellow Daoist Lin, and whoever wins will get to do what we say."

Luo Qingshan had acted irrationally because he was momentarily angered, but now that he had a way out, he nodded and said:

"Can."

Lin Xiao, who was excitedly watching the drama unfold, pointed with his backhand:

"How did this all come back to me?"

"Damn it, I'm not a punching bag, I still have to shift the blame back to them."

He waved his hand and said:

"You keep changing your mind, and I no longer trust you."

"What if I, the genius, win, and then you change your minds?"

Lu Cheng frowned and complained to Luo Qingshan:

"Fellow Daoist Luo, your tone was indeed too harsh; you have none of the manners of a senior disciple of the Silver Serpent Sect."

Luo Qingshan jumped up as if a firecracker had been lit:

"What did you say?"

"Say it again if you dare."

He pointed his weapon at Lü Cheng.

Lu Cheng's temper flared up as well, and he drew his longsword with a whoosh.

"Let me tell you, it's your attitude that's causing this. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

The two factions were on the verge of battle, and Lin Xiao secretly chuckled as he watched them clash.

"I was so clever."

"In that case, let me be your witness."

Suddenly, a cheerful voice rang out from the woods.

Wu Yun, a junior officer of the Demon Suppression Division, led a group of officers from the Demon Suppression Division, looking travel-worn.

Fearing the power of the Demon Suppression Division, the independent cultivators spontaneously made way for them.

Wu Yun looked up, then cupped his hands and said:

"You two shouldn't just stand there watching the show."

"Even our own disciples are in dire straits."

The crowd was puzzled by Wu Yun's words.

Amidst bursts of laughter, a man and a woman descended from the sky and landed in front of the crowd.

"A Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

Everyone was surprised.

The man was an elderly man, dressed in black, with sharp eyes.

The woman was a middle-aged beauty with a snake tattoo on her neck.

"Greetings, Third Elder."

"Greetings, Sect Leader!"

Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Silver Serpent Sect and the Changhai Sect bowed and greeted them.

They are Zhao Teng, the third elder of the Silver Serpent Sect, and Guan Xi, the sect leader of the Changhai Sect.

Wu Yun stepped forward with a smile and said:

"It's been a long time, my two seniors."

Zhao Teng didn't speak, he just nodded slightly.

Guan Xi smiled charmingly and said:

"Wu Xiaoqi, there's no need to be so polite."

Your cultivation has reached the half-step Foundation Establishment stage; I believe it won't be more than half a year before we're addressing each other as fellow Daoists.

Wu Yun laughed:

"Thank you for your kind words, Master Guan."

Her gaze shifted to the handsome Jiang Yu, and she licked her lips, saying:

"Is this the genius who broke through the ghost domain of Li Family Town?"

He is indeed a handsome and talented man.

"Come visit Changhai Gate when you have time; I'll personally entertain you."

Lu Cheng reached up and rubbed his forehead, saying helplessly:

"The sect leader is at it again."

Jiang Yu glanced up at the heavy mass on her chest and thought to himself:

"If I really went, I'm afraid she'd take advantage of me completely, that would be... too awesome."

Guan Xi tilted his neck slightly, and the huge thing swayed up and down:

"You will definitely find this trip worthwhile."

Yingning stared at her with a slight wrinkle on her nose. Although she didn't know why, she felt an inexplicable hostility towards this person.

Guan Xi teased:

"Haha, little brother, your sweetheart is angry."

She giggled, which made the male cultivators around her drool.

Zhao Teng said in an icy voice:

"Sect Leader Guan, stop posing in public."

Guan Xi's forehead veins throbbed, and his smile vanished as he said:

"Elder Zhao is still as clueless about romance as ever. He's lived for over a hundred years and still doesn't have a Daoist partner."

Zhao Teng proudly said:

"Women will only slow down my cultivation."

He glanced at it sideways:

"Especially someone like you."

Guan Xi said angrily:

"What do you mean?"

Wu Yun stepped in to smooth things over, saying:

"Seniors, the juniors are still watching. Let's talk business first."

Zhao Teng fixed his gaze on Jiang Yu and said:

"Someone as glib as you is best cut off with a knife."