Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

"Of course not..."

Fang Yan was already struggling to cope and was completely bewildered.

—Senior, senior... why aren't you here yet...?

His eyes darted around frantically, trying to find that snow-white figure.

Unfortunately, the man still did not appear in his field of vision.

However, the hunched old man silently reached out his hand, stopping the middle-aged man from continuing to press him for answers.

"Shijie, don't make things difficult for the people of the Empire."

"metropolitan……"

Yu Shijie looked at the old man, hesitated for half a second, and then lowered his head.

The old man glanced at Fang Yan, his eyes revealing undisguised disgust.

However, verbally, he still chose to compromise.

"Waiting a little longer won't hurt. We've been in this wilderness for several days already, a little longer won't make a difference."

Yes, the wilderness.

At this moment, the place where everyone was was indeed Cangyue City—a town that was once quite well-known within the Lantian Empire.

However, on the very day this half-immortal's tomb appeared, the entire Cangyue City was destroyed by overwhelming demonic energy in the blink of an eye. The largest force in Cangyue City, Linxiao Pavilion, suffered more than half its casualties. Apart from the sect leader, all ten elders at the Kaiyuan Realm sacrificed their lives to resist the demonic energy.

Even the dominant Linxiao Pavilion in Cangyue City is like this, let alone those little-known sects.

This once prosperous city has now been reduced to a wasteland, with ruins everywhere and even the soil underfoot has turned black from the invasion of demonic energy.

"Besides—"

Wei Buxiao, the sect leader of the Great Wilderness Sect, turned slightly to the side, his gaze slowly falling on a figure that he knew all too well not far away.

He chuckled lightly, his tone seemingly laced with sarcasm: "The Lord of the Azure Sea Pavilion is still waiting here. It's no problem for my Great Wilderness Sect to wait a little longer."

Bihai Tower?

Upon hearing this, the cultivators present exclaimed in surprise—even Mo Wuhai, the master of the Azure Sea Pavilion, had come!

The Great Wilderness Sect and the Azure Sea Pavilion are two well-known major sects and forces in the Wilderness Domain.

Although its fame and foundation cannot compare to the Empire and the mysterious Northern Ice Palace, it is basically a force to be reckoned with in the Desolate Heaven Domain.

The sect leader of the Great Wilderness Sect and the master of the Azure Sea Pavilion are both powerful figures in the Void Realm, both at the entry level.

Some even asserted that if the sect leaders of the Great Wilderness Sect and the Azure Sea Pavilion could reach the peak of the Void Realm, the status of the Lantian Empire and the Northern Ice Palace might truly be in jeopardy.

Especially in recent years, the Bihai Tower has become more and more imposing. For some reason, recently, geniuses and prodigies have been emerging one after another among the disciples of the Bihai Tower.

The Azure Sea Pavilion, which was originally on par with the Great Wilderness Sect, is now showing signs of leaving the Great Wilderness Sect behind.

Mo Wuhai glanced coldly at Wei Buxiao, flicked his sleeve, and his cold eyes were full of disdain.

"It's just a matter of waiting a little longer. I'm not like some of the crazy people in the Great Wilderness Sect who have no patience."

"Mo Wuhai, I advise you to watch your words!"

"Oh--"

Mo Wuhai sneered, her cherry lips slightly raised, casually tossing a strand of hair behind her ear, not even glancing at the middle-aged man from the Great Wilderness Sect: "Your sect leader has some weight to his words, but you, a vice sect leader, are telling me to watch my words? You're the one who should be watching your words, aren't you?"

"you--"

"Shijie!"

Wei Buxiao shouted sharply, and the terrifying shockwave immediately caused everyone present to tremble and lose their composure.

"Do not say more."

“Yes…” The middle-aged man’s lips curled into a sneer, and he glared fiercely at Mo Wuhai: “I understand.”

"Humph."

Mo Wuhai snorted coldly, as if he didn't take the middle-aged man seriously at all.

Most of the cultivators present were aware of some of the situation regarding the conflict between these two major sects.

In particular, Mo Wuhai, the master of Bihai Tower, and Wei Buxiao, the master of Dahuang Sect, are said to have a deep-seated blood feud between their families, and they basically start fighting whenever they meet.

The reason they didn't fight directly this time is probably because they are still on the territory of the Lantian Empire. With their current capabilities, they really don't dare to challenge this behemoth, the Lantian Empire.

At least not now.

Mo Wuhai seemed to remember something, smiled slightly, and said, "However, waiting a little longer is not a problem. Coincidentally, I am also waiting for someone."

"Oh?" Wei Buxiao frowned upon hearing this. "Lord of the Tower, who are you waiting for this time?"

"It can't be considered sacred—"

A clear, cool voice came from the crowd.

In an instant, the onlookers made way for the figure, and a wide path leading to the two sect leaders appeared before him.

He was a handsome young man dressed in a white robe with gold patterns, carrying a sharp sword.

A faint smile appeared on his strikingly handsome face as he walked steadily toward Mo Wuhai.

"He's just a cultivator with some minor skills."

Upon seeing this person, Mo Wuhai was overjoyed, unable to contain his excitement.

"Master Ye, you actually came in person!"

A revered immortal?!

Upon hearing this, everyone's legs trembled in fright.

Even Wei Buxiao, the sect leader of the Great Wilderness Sect, frowned and looked slightly pale when he saw this person.

"Venerable Immortal"—that's not a title for a certain realm, but rather a title for a certain status.

Perhaps some smaller sects are not entirely aware of this, but the intelligence networks of these major powers have already learned one thing—

That is the existence of the Immortal Capital.

Shortly after the Emperor Pavilion announced the appointment of a new Pavilion Master, a new force suddenly rose in the Kuntian Domain, named Immortal Capital.

At first, everyone scoffed at the Immortal Capital, thinking that this sect named after immortals was too arrogant and presumptuous. However, as time went by, the power of the Immortal Capital grew bigger and bigger in the Kuntian Domain, reaching an unimaginable level in the blink of an eye.

There are even rumors circulating that the previous power structure of the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace and the Emperor Pavilion, which divided the Kuntian Domain, may very well change because of the emergence of this Immortal Capital.

In other words, that almost means that the Immortal Capital will become the third largest power in the Kuntian Domain.

This Ye Zunxian is a very high-ranking figure in the Immortal Capital.

Apart from the Emperor Immortal who is rumored to have received the direct transmission of the Heavenly Dao, this Immortal is the only one in the Immortal Capital who is second only to the Emperor.

If he were in another sect, he would definitely be a high-ranking figure at the level of vice sect master!

18. Are you here for tourism?

The arrival of the people from Xiandu was an unexpected surprise for the Lantian Empire.

Fang Yan never imagined that the people from the Immortal Capital, who had caused such a stir in the Kun Tian Domain a few days ago, would travel thousands of miles across two great domains to come here.

Moreover, judging from the reaction of Mo Wuhai, the owner of Bihai Tower, he must have some connection with Immortal Ye Zun of Xiandu.

"Xiandu—"

The sect leader of the Great Wilderness Sect, Wei Buxiao, a Void Realm expert, frowned deeply. He held a crutch in one hand and put the other behind his back. His hunched and thin body exuded a hint of ferocity, and his hollow, slightly sunken pupils were full of vigilance.

Having cultivated for over a thousand years, he had heard far too many strange tales and legends. He had originally thought that the rise of the Immortal Capital in the Kuntian Domain was nothing more than a flash in the pan. But upon seeing this Venerable Ye today, he felt a chill that he couldn't quite explain.

The young man before them hadn't revealed a trace of spiritual energy; he simply stood there, head held high and chest puffed out, exuding an arrogant and domineering aura.

Wei Buxiao had seen far too many arrogant young people.

There are really not many arrogant young people who can make you feel this nervous.

"Master Ye!"

Upon seeing the young man, Mo Wuhai, the master of Bihai Tower, bowed and lowered his head, which should have been proud, without the slightest hesitation.

In stark contrast to his demeanor when facing the sect leader of the Great Wilderness Sect, Mo Wuhai now appeared as humble as a servant.

"My lord, please don't be so polite."

The young man waved his hand magnanimously, chuckled softly, and a hint of smugness immediately appeared on his handsome face.

He first helped Mo Wuhai up, then said softly, "My purpose in coming here is simply to go with you to the tomb of the Half-Immortal. There is no need for such a grand ceremony."

Mo Wuhai slowly stood up, but the surprise on his face had not faded: "Master Ye is from Xiandu, so my daughter has no problem paying her respects."

—Even their self-reference has changed.

The young man smiled, then looked at the Great Wilderness Sect cultivators who stood to the side with particularly solemn expressions.

His gaze quickly fell on Wei Buxiao, a hint of surprise flashing between his brows, but it was quickly swallowed up by that arrogant look.

"I see that although you look older than your age, you have a strong physique, resilient bones and muscles, and such a profound cultivation level. It seems that you must be the sect leader of the Great Wilderness Sect?"

Wei Buxiao hesitated for a few seconds, then stepped forward and said in a calm tone, "Venerable Ye has excellent eyesight. I am Wei Buxiao, and I greet Venerable Ye."

"I've heard that Sect Leader Wei harbors some grudge against the Azure Sea Pavilion?"

The young man glanced at Wei Buxiao, then turned to look at Mo Wuhai, before asking knowingly, "Is this true?"

When Wei Buxiao asked this question, he clearly saw a threatening glint in Ye Zunxian's eyes.

Faced with this question, Mo Wuhai slowly pressed her alluring body against the young man's side, a wicked smile playing on her lips as she stared at Wei Buxiao with the venom of a snake.

The young man did not push Mo Wuhai away; instead, he hooked his arm around the slender waist of the owner of Bihai Tower.

This action, let alone Wei Buxiao, was something that anyone with a brain in the room could see clearly—

These two have a close relationship.

Wei Buxiao's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water. He knew that his answer would largely determine the fate of his upcoming trip to the Half-Immortal's Tomb.

The power of Xiandu is far too mysterious; rashly becoming its enemy is not a good choice.

He had been wondering why the geniuses and prodigies of the Azure Sea Pavilion had recently appeared to be divinely aided, each possessing extraordinary skills, and some even possessing rare and precious fortunes, making their Great Wilderness Sect unable to lift its head at all.