The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

After speaking, Shen Yifeng looked at Su Jingzhen with a smile, “Are you surprised?

As a matter of fact, most of the forces in the Luo River Basin and even Zhongzhou, whether they are top-tier or middle-tier, often choose to set up branch sects in remote regions.

The top forces you’ve seen in Qingzhou, Huangzhou, and Cangzhou, you might not even know which of them is a branch of the powerhouse from the Luo River Basin.

Aside from special forces like the Treasure Gathering Pavilion and the Alchemist Association, the others are definitely not just Dongxuan Academy.”

Su Jingzhen was shocked once again.

But he could understand.

After all, regions like Qingzhou might seem uncivilized in the cultivation world, but they also had the ability to produce geniuses with extraordinary spiritual roots like Ning Yao.

No matter how powerful a force was, they were always eager to absorb fresh blood from the younger generation.

Before Su Jingzhen could say more, Shen Yifeng continued, “You might be wondering why this news isn’t common in the market.

If a branch sect founded in such a remote place has resources and high-level techniques, but still needs to rely on the parent sect to survive, then such a branch sect is unnecessary. After all, sometimes the parent sect can’t afford to lose face.

Therefore, most of the branch sects cannot rely on the prestige of the parent sect to survive.

And the Luo River basin is too large, with too many unknown small forces that are much stronger than the top forces here in Qingzhou.”

Su Jingzhen could understand this explanation.

If you are given resources and high-level techniques to develop here, and you still get wiped out by the local uncivilized natives, then it’s your own incompetence, and you can’t blame others.

Su Jingzhen thought about the dao patterns he saw in the Spiritual Medicine Sect’s space that day.

This meant that the Spiritual Medicine Sect might have a higher sect in the Luo River basin or even further away, but the higher sect wouldn’t intervene if this place was destroyed.

Even over time, as the Spiritual Medicine sect declined, they lost the means to contact the higher sect.

Even the current leaders like Zhao Tianming didn’t know their true origin.

At the same time, Su Jingzhen felt a chill again.

It seemed like the waters of the cultivation world were deeper than he had imagined.

However, when he looked at the high-level Nascent Soul and Soul Formation level cultivators in the sky, his fighting spirit remained undiminished.

He didn’t know what kind of power Shuang Jiang came from, but they would surely meet in the future, and this could be considered his background.

And the Bai Suzhen wrapped around his waist could also be considered his background.

From Bai Suzhen’s tone towards the Heavenly Dragons, it seemed like she wasn’t afraid of any power in the Luo River Basin.

He, Su Jingzhen, already had a background, so why should he fear any power from the Luo River Basin?

Besides, Yan Xia of the Yan Clan in the Luo River Basin was his subordinate with a contract.

After he arrived in the Luo River Basin, he might have some of the Yan Clan’s power at his disposal.

So even if he knew this information, it still wouldn’t change the decision he and his master had made today.

“I am Shen Yifeng. Why did you all come together today to forcibly enter the Linjiang branch of my Evil Moon Sect?

If you don’t give me a clear reason, the Killing Sword will not be merciful, and blood will flow here today.”

Before the other side could speak, Shen Yifeng took the initiative to ask.

As soon as he finished speaking, his killing intent and sinister aura suddenly sharpened to the extreme.

The mid-stage aura of the Nascent Soul pressed down on everyone in the sky indiscriminately.

Shen Yifeng’s face was old, but his figure was still straight. Holding the Killing Sword, he truly had the appearance of a war god.

Upon hearing his words, the over a hundred people in the sky slightly changed their expressions.

With his reputation and his exploits in Dantai Ruins, even the three leading Divine Intent Realm cultivators did not dare to underestimate him.

After his words fell, a Divine Intent Realm cultivator standing at the forefront coldly said, “The Evil Moon Sect is unworthy of the blessings and legacy from Dantai Ruins.

If you hand over what you got from Dantai Ruins, you might be able to avoid today’s destruction.

Oh, and the spirit vein on Clear Wind Mountain, which has reached the level of liquefying spiritual energy.

A demonic branch sect is not qualified to possess these things.”

The middle-aged man who spoke had the emblem of Dongxuan Academy on his robe.

Upon hearing these words, Shen Yifeng and Su Jingzhen’s brows furrowed again.

The rumors said that the high-level cultivators of Dongxuan Academy were either arrogant or highly respected, and their words shouldn’t be so direct.

And Su Jingzhen could hear a hint of hostility and even hatred in those words.

Such a behavior was not at all like an elder of the Divine Intent Realm of Dongxuan Academy.

However, after taking a closer look at the middle-aged man, Su Jingzhen seemed to understand something.

The man’s appearance was somewhat similar to Cang Yun’s.

“I see. I’m afraid even Han Ning, a Soul Formation Realm cultivator who led the Dongxuan Academy team before, doesn’t know about this relationship.”

Su Jingzhen muttered to himself again.

When they met again on the way back to the city, he already noticed that Han Ning seemed a bit dissatisfied with Cang Yun.

“The complexity of these great forces is truly amazing.”

As Su Jingzhen muttered, he suddenly felt a sharp gaze on him.

When he looked up, it was the middle-aged man from the Divine Intent Realm who had spoken earlier.

Su Jingzhen’s face showed a moment of surprise, then he put on his familiar warm smile.

He felt that this man had a strong desire to kill him.

This further confirmed the man’s unusual relationship with Cang Yun.

At this moment, Shen Yifeng’s killing intent also became more solid.

He glared at the middle-aged man from Dongxuan Academy, “Nearly eighty percent of the Dantai Ruins’ blessings and legacy are in the Linjiang branch of my Evil Moon Sect.

If you want them, come and take them.”

Shen Yifeng’s words were still as commanding and concise as before.

This time, the supreme forces were waiting for his words.

“Blood Hand Asura, it seems like you’re very confident. Don’t think that just because you made some noise in the Luo River Basin and have the Ji Clan protecting you, you can do whatever you want.

Dongxuan Academy won’t fall for that.”

The middle-aged man spoke again.

His words shocked Su Jingzhen as well.

He couldn’t quite comprehend it.

According to his understanding, the Ji Clan of the Luo River Basin should hate his master deeply.

How could they protect him?

However, upon hearing this, Shen Yifeng remained unyielding, “I am who I am, there is no need to drag others into this.

I’ve said it before, these blessings and inheritances are in the hands of my disciple and me.

If you want them, come and take them yourself.”

This time, Shen Yifeng directly involved Su Jingzhen.

The other side seemed to want his arrogant attitude, while Shen Yifeng seemed to want bloodshed.

After saying that, his gaze suddenly turned to Su Jingzhen.

“The three Divine Intent Realm cultivators are for me.

The rest of the Nascent Soul level cultivators are for you. No problem, right?”

It was the same familiar words, the same familiar routine.

Su Jingzhen’s body trembled.

His gaze couldn’t help but look at the over a hundred Nascent Soul cultivators in the sky.

There was no fear in his eyes, only eagerness.

“I will do my best!”