"Me? Impossible, he knows that the Dong Shen Temple is no longer something I can control now!"
Jingming Daoist shook his head.
The development of the Dong Shen Temple has long surpassed the dominance of our master-disciple lineage.
For many years, the Daqian Royal Family has continuously sent members of the imperial family and even children of high-ranking officials and nobility into the Dong Shen Temple, forming a considerable force.
This force was originally under my control, but now the elders of our lineage have gone into hiding to prolong their lives, and they can no longer suppress these people!
The Zhang Family’s attempt to seize the world will inevitably face their backlash.
"However, disciple, you must keep a close watch on the few Town Guardian Treasures in the temple!"
"Master, are you saying?"
He Ying Daoist’s jade face was startled.
Jingming Daoist said, "Unable to compete with Scholar Zhang, they will inevitably set their sights on a few of our inherited supreme treasures in the Dong Shen Temple. But you need not worry too much, for Scholar Zhang has likely anticipated this; the Divine Techniques of Primordial Spirit Masters are beyond our imagination!"
He Ying Daoist nodded.
Even so, there was a hint of worry in Jingming Daoist’s eyes, not for himself, but for the disciples of the Dong Shen Temple.
Despite their different origins, these disciples are the backbone of the Dong Shen Temple; such losses are truly regrettable!
"Enough, I have done my best. In the end, some will have their judgment clouded by Tribulation Qi, and wisdom is always limited to a minority!"
...
Jingming Daoist’s guess was not wrong.
At the Lan Yue Residence, where Dong Jue Daoist was in seclusion, several figures were kneeling outside.
"Aunt, if you do not act, our Daqian kingdom will fall into the hands of outsiders!"
One middle-aged figure, adorned in a noble robe and full of dignity, looked towards the Lan Yue Residence, clearly filled with disappointment and grief.
"Aunt, you stood by Father’s side during his final moments. Have you forgotten the regret and reluctance he felt at the end?"
"Even now, his most cherished kingdom is about to change hands. How can you stand by and do nothing?"
Beside him, a Golden Core Female Cultivator was also bowing her head.
"Aunt, Cai’Er was raised by you. Cai’Er believes you could not be so indifferent!"
"Father asked you to take care of our Daqian Wei family’s kingdom. Now our Daqian Society is at its most dangerous juncture. Aunt, you can no longer sit by and watch the outcome!"
Within the Lan Yue Residence, Dong Jue Daoist appeared weary. Before her was a solitary lamp, its flame bright, and hanging high was a painting.
It was of the Grand Ancestor of Daqian, Wei Yuanyang.
The Grand Ancestor in the painting stood tall and majestic, walking like a dragon and tiger, his eyes gentle, face always exuding an exuberant spirit.
Before her eyes, the scene of Wei Yuanyang holding her hand and entrusting his legacy on his deathbed seemed to reappear!
Four hundred years have passed, nearly five hundred!
Dong Jue Daoist slowly closed her eyes, then opened them again after a while.
"Leave, stay far away from the Lan Yue Residence. Today, I never saw you!"
A slight pause, then her cold voice emerged from the night wind again.
"Listen, this is my last advice: do not provoke Scholar Zhang. Scholar Zhang wisely said, ’The great trends of the world reunite after long separation, and scatter after long unification. The era of the Wei family has passed. Live well and leave a legacy for the Wei family!"
Hearing her words, the four men and women in front of the Lan Yue Residence showed changing expressions, but mostly they were angry and incredulous.
The leading middle-aged man could not help but rise, shouting into the residence:
"Aunt, you are too heartless. I never expected that after hundreds of years, you would not recognize your own kin!"
He hesitated for a moment, then fiercely flung his sleeves and said:
"So be it, today we were never here at the Lan Yue Residence!
Even without you, we can still accomplish this!
The other three also stood up in succession, and soon they left in a huff.
Inside the Lan Yue Residence, after the four had left, Dong Jue Daoist slowly opened the hall doors.
Under the night moon, her eyes bore a hint of desolation.
She wanted very much to retain those four.
They were her closest kin, once listened to her teachings, and two were even personally nurtured by her as members of the Wei family.
But sadly, those people would not heed her warning.
These Wei family descendants had no idea how powerful their opponents were.
She had personally heard from Huang He Master, about how Zhang Jian single-handedly routed many Primordial Spirit Masters of Beichu and subdued the Three-Phase Ancestor.
What kind of existence is the Three-Phase Ancestor?
An ancient Great Master of the Demon Dao, an existence akin to an ancestor.
Zhang Jian possessed such formidable strength, that a few Wei family descendants could not shake him.
On the Great Dao, after leaving Lan Yue Residence, the four were still indignant.
Wei Cai’Er then looked at the leading middle-aged man, Wei Chi, and said, "Brother Nine, since Aunt is unwilling to help us, we shall do it ourselves. We have established Daqian for hundreds of years; in various places, we still have quite a few Death Warriors. Once activated, it won’t be hard to raise a loyal army, and then it will be uncertain whose victory it will be in the end!"
Wei Chi’s face was gloomy, creased with worry: "Now the greatest problem is that the ’rebel’ is a National Guardian Master. Without a National Guardian Master, we fear we cannot contend with him!"
"With Aunt unwilling to intervene now, we won’t even have a chance to meet other masters!"
At these words, Wei Cai’Er paused in her steps, looked deep with her eyes, and suddenly said.
"Brother Nine, I actually have a channel. As long as the treasure is valuable enough, or the equivalent in items or Spirit Crystals, we can invite a Primordial Spirit Master to act for us and suppress that rebel. The problem is the need for treasure!"
At these words, Wei Chi’s expression suddenly shifted.
"Could it be the Mountain and Sea Tower, or perhaps Heaven’s Edge Pavilion, Treasure Tower, or the like?"
Wei Cai’Er’s eyes moved slightly, nodding, "More or less!"
Wei Chi’s eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice, "Then perhaps we can try, but we don’t have treasures on us that would entice the Primordial Spirit Masters!"
A glimmer of something flashed across his eyes!
Wei Cai’Er suddenly spoke.
"Doesn’t Senior Brother Jingming still have several Exotic Treasures!"
"Sect Leader Jingming? Senior Sister, do you mean to..."
The other two’s expressions changed, and they exchanged glances, a hint of horror in their eyes.
Wei Cai’Er’s gaze swept over the three, her expression grimly emerging as she coldly said, "It was Jingming Daoist who was unjust first; he betrayed the Dong Shen Temple, as well as the promises made to the Daqian Royal Family back then!"
Then her gaze swept over everyone, seeing their expressions, she said.
"Aunt said that Senior Brother Jingming and the other elders are now suffering Destiny backlash, unable to easily use magical power. This is our chance!"
"While we still retain some of our strength, this is the best opportunity!"
A viper-like cold flashed in her eyes.
Wei Chi glanced at this cousin, as if newly realizing her, a hint of wariness flashed in his heart. He knew that this cousin was likely more interested in seizing the treasures from Jingming Daoist than joining him at Lan Yue Residence.
But it was what he needed.
As long as there was the slightest hope of helping Daqian through the crisis, they were willing to try.
And at this time, they did not know that all their movements were observed by a vast Primordial Spirit Divine Sense.
Within the Yellow Court Blessed Land, the East Emperor’s Treasure Mirror hung in the sky above the Blessed Land, monitoring changes within and outside Haojing City.
The actions of Wei Cai’Er, Wei Chi, and the other two were all reflected in the East Emperor’s Treasure Mirror, Zhang Jian’s expression remained calm.
He was rather pleased with such changes.
If these individuals didn’t cause trouble, it would be difficult for him to ruthlessly uproot them.
Sadness over comradeship and harming oneself when things get emotional.
At such times, it might influence others inevitably!
Zhang Jian’s vast Primordial Spirit Divine Sense sent a message directly into the Observatory Platform and then retracted his Divine Sense.
The matters of the Dong Shen Temple are best ’settled’ by the temple itself.
Meanwhile, Zhang Jian refocused his attention on himself. Over half a month, he gradually absorbed most of the Spiritual Qi of the Flat Peach, and the Longevity Immortal Body had been initially cultivated.
Physical longevity and primordial spirit longevity are two completely different transformations.
"The Immortal Body is nearly achieved, and there may be hope for the most supreme Celestial Immortal Body in the future!"
At this moment, Zhang Jian felt infinite joy in his heart.
His flesh body exuded layers of divine, luminous Immortal Light, emitting radiance throughout while circulating profound Immortal Dao rhymes, as if breaking through the shackles of heaven and earth.
Immortal skin and jade bones, flawless like crystal.
...
Outside Haojing City, True Monarch Yu Xiao revealed his true body and entered Haojing City at this time.