"Elder Fenghua." The newcomer bowed slightly to the large bird, a hint of surprise on his stern face.
"Elder, who was it that unleashed that terrifying power up ahead?" The little snake stepped forward, nodded in greeting, and immediately asked.
"Xiao Wenbing".
"Hmm? That human who has the Dragon King's Reverse Scale and the Phoenix Queen's Top Feather?"
"Indeed." Elder Long Shi nodded slightly and then asked, "Elder Feng Hua, has the noble chieftain given away the top feather to someone else?"
"No, although the top feather is kept by the clan leader, it must be given to someone else with the consent of the elders. And as far as I can remember, the Phoenix Clan's elders' council has not been convened for five hundred years."
“Not bad.” Long Shi clapped his hands lightly and said, “It’s the same with the Dragon King’s scales. Even if the clan leader and the elders have agreed, they should at least have informed me. But so far, there has been no news.”
"Elders, so this person is the imposter?" The little bird turned to look at the little snake. See, you were the one who misjudged him.
Long Shi shook his head with a wry smile and said, "No, the two tokens in that human's hands are indeed genuine."
"The goods...are genuine?" The little bird looked incredulous. It was quite unique for a bird to be able to express such a wide range of emotions.
"I have already sent a letter to the clan leader. Let's wait for the elders' meeting before making a decision."
"good."
Now that the two elders have made their decision, there is no room for objection, no matter what the two little ones think.
However, they did not know that it was Xiao Wenbing's use of divine power that forced the two elders to make the decision to temporarily refrain from pursuing the matter.
After all, in the cultivation world, everything is determined by strength. Although the two young ones didn't know what kind of power that oppressive aura was, the two old men knew it perfectly well.
The two elders had already made up their minds: if the person standing behind Xiao Wenbing was a true deity, then no matter what happened, their two clans would turn a blind eye, protect themselves, and vow never to step forward...
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Xiao Wenbing, carrying Die Xian, floated in the air towards the human race's main camp. Although Feng Baiyi had already left in a huff, Xiao Wenbing dared not make another move.
This is not just a matter of courage, but also a matter of personal moral character. Take Xiao Wenbing, for example, who comes from a prestigious family; he wouldn't do certain despicable things.
In the distance, several small black dots appeared in the sky. Xiao Wenbing looked up and suddenly, the wind howled, and those black dots arrived in front of him at an incredible speed.
Xiao Wenbing was startled. These people moved with extraordinary speed, almost instantly appearing before him. Such speed was beyond his reach. Moreover, judging from their menacing demeanor, they were clearly up to no good.
He was cautious and vigilant, having already established a connection with his beloved God in his heart, ready to shift his position at any time.
However, once he saw the faces of the people before him, his heart settled down. It turned out to be a group of human experts led by Sect Master Huizhe. He wondered what they were rushing here for.
"Wenbing, you're back?" A long-browed old Taoist priest suddenly stood in front of him, looking him up and down. Although his tone was calm, the concern in his eyes was unmistakable.
"Yes, Master." Xiao Wenbing bowed respectfully.
"Are you alright?" the old Taoist priest asked softly.
"Hmm?" Xiao Wenbing was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Master, of course I'm fine."
"Good, it's good that everything is alright." The old Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief and immediately seemed much more relaxed.
Xiao Wenbing glanced at the group of experts and asked, "Master, what brings you here?"
“We old folks have been waiting for you for ages, but we haven’t heard anything yet. Instead, we’ve been feeling an incredible, powerful pressure coming from the demon race, so we came to see what’s going on.”
Xiao Wenbing felt a warmth in his heart, knowing that his master was worried about his safety, so he specially invited many fellow cultivators to go to the demon clan's main camp together.
These people were all people he had met in the human camp. They were all top experts among the human race. The fact that they came together like this showed that they were willing to turn against the demon race in order to help him.
Volume 4, The Divine Artifacts, Chapter 223: The Seal Shakes
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Seeing that Xiao Wenbing was safe and sound, the human experts were relieved.
Actually, there aren't many people here who are genuinely worried about Xiao Wenbing, but humans have a characteristic of caring about face, and this is something that people with higher cultivation levels are more likely to be affected by.
The thought that it would be a huge loss of face for the promoters of the Ancestral Master's House to be harmed by the demon race in front of them made them all rush over at the suggestion of the old Taoist Xianyun.
Xiao Wenbing bowed deeply to everyone and said, "Thank you all, seniors."
Everyone returned the greeting with a half-bow, and the Sect Master of Tianyi stepped forward to ask, "Elder Xiao, what happened among the demon race?"
Xiao Wenbing smiled slightly and said, "Actually, it's nothing. It's just that there are a few unruly troublemakers among the demon race. I was worried that they might outwardly comply but inwardly defy us and hold us back during the great battle, so I gave them a warning in advance."
"A warning?" Sect Master Tianyi asked with a suspicious look, "That powerful pressure..."
“Indeed, it was written by this junior.” Xiao Wenbing raised his head and said arrogantly.
"You?" The experts exchanged bewildered glances. To be honest, these words coming from Xiao Wenbing were not very convincing.
The human camp was two thousand miles away from the demon camp, but even from that distance, they could clearly feel the extremely powerful pressure.
Under that overwhelming pressure that disrupted the natural order of the universe, permeating the entire planet and omnipresent, even these top-tier cultivators were unable to take flight. All they could do was sit cross-legged and desperately resist. Those with slightly weaker abilities were forced to lie prone on the ground, unable to stand for the foreseeable future.
It was precisely because of this great upheaval that the old Taoist priest Xianyun, in a state of panic, rallied all the experts to come and see what was going on.
Deep in their hearts, they felt a profound fear of this unknown pressure, knowing that under such power, no matter how many men they had, they were no match for it.
Because there is an absolute difference in strength between the two, it cannot be bridged by simply having more people.
Just as a large flock of sheep cannot threaten the life of a lion, a large number of cultivators cannot offend the majesty of the gods.
Therefore, when they heard Xiao Wenbing admit that he was the one who unleashed this power, their first thought was one of absurdity, utter absurdity. If Xiao Wenbing hadn't been the creator of the Tranquil Mind House, and hadn't held any weight in their hearts, someone would have already spoken up in condemnation.
However, while others might hesitate to speak, the old Taoist priest Xianyun had no such reservations. With a stern expression, he let out a soft, insect-like voice that bypassed everyone else and reached Xiao Wenbing's ears directly: "Don't talk nonsense. Do you think I don't know you have some skills? Tell me quickly. What exactly happened?"
Xiao Wenbing chuckled and replied in an extremely soft voice, "Master, it really was made by your disciple."
Seeing that the old Taoist priest Xianyun still had a face full of anger, he said softly, "My precious god."
The old Taoist priest was taken aback, then suddenly realized that he had been borrowing the power of the deity from the Wanbaotang sect. No wonder.
The old man knew the reason for the matter, but the others did not. Seeing that the master and disciple had been speaking in riddles for so long, someone became impatient and asked, "I wonder where Fellow Daoist Xiao learned such a divine skill? It is truly a cause for celebration."
Xiao Wenbing looked up and saw a man staring intently at him. Although he was speaking flattering words, his expression clearly showed that he didn't believe him.
"Hehe..." Xiao Wenbing chuckled. Want to get to the bottom of things? Not so easy. The matter of the precious god was his trump card, and he absolutely couldn't reveal it now. So, he shifted his gaze and said, "All of my skills were learned from my master. If you're interested, senior, why don't you ask him?"
The man's gaze shifted to the old Taoist priest, who immediately frowned and cursed the boy for being so cunning. He never expected that this kid would push trouble onto his old man's head.
However, regarding the existence of the sacred treasure, the old Taoist shared the same view as Xiao Wenbing: he did not advocate revealing it casually. This made the explanation somewhat difficult. Fortunately, the old man reacted quickly, coughing and saying, "Fellow Daoist Chen, this is a closely guarded secret of our sect. Please excuse my rudeness."
Everyone was taken aback. Since it concerned the sect's closely guarded secrets, no one had the audacity to ask again.
The Tianyi Sect Master, twirling his scepter, was utterly astonished. The Tianyi Sect and the Secret Talisman Sect were as close as family, and his relationship with the Old Daoist Xianyun was even closer than that of brothers. Yet, he had never known that the Secret Talisman Sect had acquired such a secret technique.
Seeing that no one seemed to believe his explanation, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but smile wryly. If he hadn't known the details, he probably wouldn't have believed it either. However, telling the truth was out of the question. So, he simply closed his eyes and pretended he hadn't seen anything at all.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, I wonder how the demon kings of the demon race have decided?" Hui Zhe asked, bowing slightly.
In contrast, what Hui Zhe cared about most was the attitude of the many demon kings. As the current sect leader of the Jade Cauldron Sect, his greatest wish and goal was to unite all the forces that could be united to resist the invasion of the demon realm.
Xiao Wenbing laughed loudly and said to Hui Zhe, "Senior, please rest assured. I have already discussed everything with the demon kings and all arrangements will be made in accordance with your instructions."
Hui Zhe was taken aback and asked, "Will you all follow our arrangements?"
“Exactly.” Xiao Wenbing answered with his head held high, his expression radiant with pride.
Hui Zhe turned his head and saw that everyone's faces were filled with doubt. It was no wonder they didn't believe him; the demon race had always been known for its tyranny and unreasonable ways. When had they become so easy to talk to?
"I wonder how Fellow Daoist Xiao persuaded you?" one of them asked after hesitating for a long time.
"Yes, I showed the Lion King two tokens, so they agreed," Xiao Wenbing said calmly.
"Two tokens?" Everyone frowned and pondered. What could be so alluring that it could make the demon race abandon their prejudices and unite to fight against the enemy?
"Could it be... a token of the Dragon and Phoenix clans?" Among this group, Hewlett-Packard was closest to his friend and knew that Hewlett-Packard had just returned from the three holy lands, so he guessed it offhand.
"Haha." Xiao Wenbing laughed loudly, "As expected of the senior from HP, you guessed it right away."
Everyone nodded in agreement. Since it was an order from the demon race's superior, it was no wonder they agreed immediately.
Hui Zhe breathed a sigh of relief. With that in mind, his chances of winning this battle were much greater. Just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked down.
A faint white light flashed across the ground, followed by a deafening roar that seemed to shake the entire earth. In an instant, dust billowed, and large and small rocks tumbled down the hillside, crushing countless flowers, trees, and shrubs along the way.
Although Xiao Wenbing was in mid-air, he was still startled by the sheer force of the earthquake. This earthquake was truly bizarre; how could it come so suddenly, without any warning?
The group looked at each other in dismay. After a moment, one of them shouted, "Oh no! The demon bastards are attacking the seal again!"
"Let's go," Hui Zhe said, and took the lead in flying towards the seal.
The cultivators greeted each other and followed the old Taoist priest, rushing over at breakneck speed.
In the blink of an eye, only Die Xian remained in front of Xiao Wenbing. Even the old Taoist Xianyun was not to be outdone, abandoning his precious disciple and leaving alone.
Xiao Wenbing stretched out his hand and opened his mouth, but ultimately did not utter a sound.
In the blink of an eye, the area had gone from being crowded to completely empty. Xiao Wenbing gave these seniors a very high evaluation of their ability to act; they truly deserved to be among the top experts of the human race.
Hmm, the Golden Core stage and the Tribulation Transcending stage are indeed different. Compared to demon kings like the Moonlit Wolf King, their speed is in no way inferior. I really wonder when I will be able to reach that level through cultivation.
He shook his head and led Butterfly Fairy towards that place.
The closer one gets to the seal, the more violent the earth tremors become. Along the way, flying sand and stones, and rivers overflowing their banks are common sights.
Xiao Wenbing sighed inwardly. The demons had not yet truly invaded; they had only attacked the seal, yet it had already caused such great damage to the Demon Suppression Star. So, how powerful would they be when they truly broke the seal and launched a full-scale attack on the cultivation world?
"Master, let's not go."
Xiao Wenbing was taken aback. Why would Die Xian suddenly say such a thing? He turned his head and saw that Die Xian's pretty face had turned pale, clearly showing that she was very afraid of the demons.
"Don't worry, those few demon bastards can't hurt you," Xiao Wenbing comforted him. "Don't forget, I'm here to protect you."
"Hey." Having received her master's promise, Butterfly Fairy seemed very happy. She immediately smiled broadly, and the fear on her face vanished completely.
Just as Xiao Wenbing was about to continue forward, something suddenly occurred to him. Although he was her master, in terms of cultivation level, he was inferior to her. A Golden Core cultivator was definitely not as strong as a Nascent Soul cultivator. If that was the case, wouldn't his boastful promise to protect her have become an empty promise?
More importantly, seeing how much she trusts him, how could he feel at ease if something unexpected were to happen to him?
"Master, what's wrong?" Butterfly Fairy didn't know what Xiao Wenbing was thinking. She just saw her master suddenly fall into deep thought and asked out of curiosity.
Seeing the doubt in her eyes, Xiao Wenbing felt increasingly uneasy. After thinking for a while, he made a decision.