In the grand hall of the Corpse Yin Sect, Chu Xuan and Wan Hun once again found themselves entering the familiar setting. This time, several individuals were already waiting inside.
Sitting at the head of the gathering was the black-robed cultivator from the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect, Shi Juntian. Accompanying him were Wei Ji, Zheng Ji, and Liu Ruoshui, who all displayed smiles and acted with utmost respect towards Shi Juntian.
Upon noticing the arrival of Wan Hun and another, Shi Juntian's gaze shifted. His eyes moved past Wan Hun and settled on Chu Xuan with a curious expression. "And this is…?" he inquired, his tone filled with intrigue.
Shi Juntian had already conducted a thorough investigation of the sects in Northern Cold. He was well aware of who Lin Fan was—supposedly just a minor cultivator at the second layer of Golden Core.
Yet, here he was, the puppet master behind Wan Hun, a fact Shi Juntian had never managed to discern, a revelation that he found truly unsettling.
Shi Juntian stood up, greeting them with a smile, "Greetings, fellow daoist Wan. And how should I address this distinguished person beside him?"
Chu Xuan responded calmly, "A name is but a code; knowing my identity is sufficient for you, fellow daoist Shi."
Laughing heartily, Shi Juntian replied, "Very well! Then I shall address you as fellow daoist Lin Fan, if that is acceptable?"
"That will do," Chu Xuan nodded slightly.
Zheng Ji rose and offered his seat at the head, "Please, fellow daoist Lin, take this seat here."
Chu Xuan took the offered seat opposite Shi Juntian. As the grand hall doors slowly closed, the room's atmosphere tensed subtly.
Shi Juntian then began, smiling, "Fellow daoist Lin, you are surely aware of the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect?"
"Of course."
"And, you must also be aware of the longstanding grudge between the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect and the Reincarnation Divine Church?"
"Indeed, I am."
Continuing, Shi Juntian added, "Then you must understand that the Reincarnation Divine Church is no longer as powerful as it once was. Joining the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect now would be a wise decision for you. Once Mystic Azure Star falls under our control, those who have switched allegiances early will certainly receive the Sect's favor."
Chu Xuan responded with a light chuckle, "And what sort of favor are you suggesting?"
Shi Juntian leaned forward slightly, his voice lowering as he unveiled the incentives, "The finest magic treasures! Secret spiritual sense techniques! And even… items for Deity Transformation!"
Chu Xuan smiled faintly. "Ma Feiyue once told me the same thing, but unlike fellow Daoist Shi, they didn’t speak in vague promises. They were much more concrete in their words."
Upon hearing this, Wei Ji and the others exchanged curious glances, especially Wan Hun, who wore an expression that suggested he was trying to avoid notice, focusing solely on his own breathing.
Feather Transformation Heaven Palace’s Ma Feiyue? Wasn’t that person killed by you? How could she have possibly said such a thing to you?
Shi Juntian sneered, "Oh? What do you mean by 'concrete'? Please, enlighten me."
Chu Xuan spoke calmly, "They promised that if I helped the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace and ultimately assisted in repelling the forces of the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect, they would grant me the position of an Elder, two top-tier magic treasures, two Nascent Soul-level secret techniques for spiritual sense, and five top-tier Nascent Soul-level talismans. A century’s worth of offerings in the form of Spirit Nourishing Essence was also promised."
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He turned his gaze to Shi Juntian, whose lips twitched in displeasure. "Fellow Daoist Shi, compared to the vague promises you’ve made, doesn’t the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace’s commitment seem far more grounded in reality?"
Wei Ji and Liu Ruoshui, both unconsciously touched their noses.
Ma Feiyue was a bloodthirsty, battle-hungry maniac. Her mind was filled with the craving for power, not promises like that!
Wan Hun and Zheng Ji exchanged looks. They were utterly bewildered by their master’s audacity in fabricating such tales—without so much as a blush.
Shi Juntian’s face darkened. He had never interacted with the loyal faction of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace. He had no way of knowing whether Chu Xuan’s words were true.
However, with the current turbulence, it seemed plausible that the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, having made contact with the Northern Cold demon cultivators, might indeed be trying to draw them into their fold.
Shi Juntian pondered for a moment, shaking his head. "Fellow Daoist Lin, your words are misguided. The Reincarnation Divine Sect is already in decline. When the two sects clash for supremacy, they will surely fall."
Chu Xuan’s voice remained indifferent. "I don’t believe that."
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