Immortal of the Nine Realms

The Parting Fiery Dao Sect disciples were both shocked and confused as they witnessed lightning tribulations continuously descending upon the same location in the sky, filling their minds with turbulent thoughts.

Sect Leader Zhang and others had already fallen under the power of the lightning technique. Even though Ancestor Xue appeared outwardly composed, the cold sweat in his palms betrayed his inner anxiety.

The thrashing the black paper figure had given Ancestor Xu earlier had made him appear invincible in his eyes. Not to mention that there was another paper figure, the white one. After the black paper figure attacked, he had lost all will to resist and only thought about how to save his own life.

Even with the deaths of Wu Cuocai and many Golden Core Realm cultivators from the Parting Fiery Dao Sect, it mattered little to him. As long as he was alive, there was hope for the sect—his life was the foundation of the Parting Fiery Dao Sect!

Ancestor Xue's mind was in turmoil. I should have anticipated that the Grand Thousand Dao Sect would have such powerful experts. I wonder which top sect sent this person. The rumors were true; an expert has been watching over the Grand Thousand Dao Sect.

He suppressed his chaotic thoughts and cautiously looked at Fang Chen.

"Little Xue."

"Yes!" Ancestor Xue responded immediately.

"What is the current situation between the Immortal Qin and Langya Clans? Who has the higher chance of winning?" Fang Chen asked casually.

Ancestor Xue’s face showed embarrassment. "I have been in seclusion recently and haven’t caught up with the details of this matter. It has been handled by the Golden Core Realm cultivators within the sect…"

Fang Chen’s expression turned displeased.

Ancestor Xue hastily added, "Please wait a moment. They should have records. I will send someone to retrieve them."

Fang Chen nodded lightly. "Go ahead."

Ancestor Xue immediately instructed a Qi Refining Realm disciple to go to Sect Leader Zhang's residence. Soon, the disciple returned with several jade slips.

Fang Chen took the slips, glanced at them, and found that they contained records of the battles. However, the records were sparse and mainly focused on how to use the Qin Clan to enhance the Parting Fiery Dao Sect's strength during the conflict.

After a brief review, Fang Chen gained some understanding of the situation. The Immortal Qin Clan was now at a complete disadvantage. What was initially a plan to invade the Langya Clan's territory had turned into a series of defeats, with the Langya Clan and its allies pushing the Immortal Qin Clan back into their own land.

The power balance had shifted entirely, leaving the Immortal Qin Clan in a passive position.

"The Spirit Blood Sect must have intervened. However, it appears the Langya Clan was already well-prepared. It looks like they were aware of the Immortal Qin Clan’s intentions long before," Fang Chen murmured regretfully.

These old-generation experts were rarely easy to handle. If the Langya Clan hadn’t been prepared, the current situation would likely have been a stalemate, which would have been what the Spirit Blood Sect most wanted to see.

Fang Chen put away the jade slips and turned to leave. "Let’s go."

Li Daoye, Elder Xu, and the others quickly followed.

The Parting Fiery Dao Sect disciples nearby dared not obstruct them. They stepped back in fear and watched them leave with anxious expressions.

Elder Xue stood there for a moment, ensuring that Fang Chen and his group had no intention of staying any longer. Only then did he let out a long sigh of relief.

He glanced at the chaotic scene around him, his expression darkening further. He signaled the surrounding disciples to step back and then took out a Heaven Profound Mirror.

"Xue Lingjun, what’s the matter?" a voice with a magnetic tone came from the Heaven Profound Mirror.

From the tone alone, its owner was likely a distinguished gentleman with an elegant and authoritative presence.

"Radiant Sun Spirit Lord, there is a…"

Ancestor Xue had just begun to speak when he felt the mirror slip from his hands. It was now held by the black paper figure.

"You…"

Elder Xue trembled as he stared in shock at the black and white paper figures, as well as Fang Chen, who had returned.

The person’s voice came through the mirror. "Xue Lingjun, it seems you are in trouble?"

Fang Chen did not look at the Heaven Profound Mirror but instead took it from the black paper figure and placed it into his storage ring.

Ancestor Xue was a Spirit Blood Sect Spirit Lord yet he treated this Radiant Sun Spirit Lord with such deference. The immediate attempt to send a message indicated a hierarchical relationship between them within the Spirit Blood Sect. The other party was likely at the Soul Splitting Realm or even Fusion Realm, and given Ancestor Xue’s current strength and resources, he was not in a position to confront them directly. �

"Little Xue, you are a Spirit Lord of the Spirit Blood Sect?" Fang Chen asked with a smile.

Elder Xue was stunned. "A Spirit Blood Sect Spirit Lord? You’ve misunderstood. I have no connection to the Spirit Blood Sect and have never even seen a cultivator of the Spirit Blood Sect."

"As a Spirit Lord, you must have access to a considerable list of people. How about exchanging that list for your life?" Fang Chen proposed.

Ancestor Xue noticed that Fang Chen ignored his denial and directly mentioned the list, causing his face to turn black. After a moment of silence, he suddenly chuckled and appeared much more at ease. "You’ve already discovered my true identity, haven’t you? Everything before was merely a pretext, wasn’t it? If I had known this, I wouldn’t have needed to put on a show of fearing for my life. It seems I’ve only made a fool of myself in front of my disciples.

"If I’m not mistaken, you must hail from the Killing Spiritual Division, correct? Over the years, only they have persistently troubled us. Other cultivators, even those from immortal courts or immortal manors, tend to avoid mentioning the Spirit Blood Sect, let alone actively seek us out."

Ancestor Xue sighed lightly. "Given your abilities, you must understand the goals of the Spirit Blood Sect. We are not the evil cultivators you perceive us to be. Everything we do is for the benefit of the cultivators in this world."

"So, you don’t plan to exchange the list for your life?" Fang Chen asked indifferently.

Ancestor Xue smiled. "Even if I give you the list, what would it matter? The individuals on it are just a drop in the ocean compared to the Spirit Blood Sect. You cannot fathom the efforts our Sect’s founder has made for the welfare of all beings. Our practitioners are spread everywhere, even in Northern Dipper and Celestial Heaven."

"Moreover, based on my understanding of the Killing Spiritual Division, even if I were to give up the list, I would surely die. You would never show leniency toward the Spirit Blood Sect... so why should I even bother?" Ancestor Xue said with a half-smile, seemingly full of confidence in the Spirit Blood Sect.

Even in such a dire situation, he held a peculiar sense of pride, seemingly unafraid that the Killing Spiritual Division would learn of the Spirit Blood Sect's presence in Northern Dipper and Celestial Heaven.

Fang Chen nodded. "Since that’s the case, Little White, Little Black, send him on his way."

Ancestor Xue made no attempt to resist, as if he knew that no matter how he fought back, he would only end up dead at the hands of the black and white paper figures.

Moments later, only scattered remains were left on the ground. However, a shadow emerged from the dismembered body and gazed at Fang Chen before attempting to leave.

That was not Ancestor Xue's nascent soul; Little and Little black had already dissipated his Nascent Soul.

"Lord, should we sever his karma?" the white paper figure asked softly.

Fang Chen nodded and gently waved his sleeve. The skin from the scattered remains was peeled away layer by layer. The shadow that was about to leave was suddenly pulled back by an unseen force. Its calm demeanor turned into boundless fear as it was dragged back into the corpse without any resistance, along with the peeling skin.

The skin was ultimately worn by the white paper figure, refined, and dissolved. After completing this process, Fang Chen picked up the storage ring left by Ancestor Xue and, accompanied by the black and white paper figures, left the scene gracefully.