Immortality from Taming Elephant

Chapter 738 - 326: Abyss City (Part 2)

"It seems to be from the Middle Region." Xu Guang narrowed his eyes, sensing an extremely obscure yet unsettling wave from that short, stout elder, akin to... a demonic thought, but slightly different.At this moment, the middle-aged man from Chaojian Pavilion spoke coldly.

"You three, committing violence on the street in Linyuan City and injuring my junior brother, shows you clearly disrespect Chaojian Pavilion. Leave the antidote and apologize, and this matter may be settled."

The short, stout elder chuckled with a sharp voice.

"Junior, your junior brother lost because his skills were inferior and fell to the Seven Emotions Lead due to his weak will. Who’s to blame for that? As for Chaojian Pavilion... hehe, if it were Penglai Palace, I’d let it go, but as for your words... hehe."

The contempt in his tone was clear to anyone with common sense.

As soon as these words were out, the surrounding people were in an uproar.

The members of Chaojian Pavilion were visibly enraged.

"How impudent!" a young disciple behind the middle-aged man couldn’t help but draw his sword and shout, "Insulting my sect, looking for death!"

The sword’s light flashed, directly stabbing toward the short, stout elder’s face. The sword strike was swift, showing that he had received the true inheritance of Chaojian Pavilion.

However, the short, stout elder did not even glance, his iron ball still spinning in his hand.

The pale young man beside him moved.

The bone-white short staff lightly pointed.

Ding!

A light sound, the aggressive sword light, as if hitting an invisible wall, suddenly halted.

The sword-wielding disciple let out a muffled groan, his face instantly covered in a layer of gray, eyes flashing with emotions such as fear, anger, and sorrow. The long sword in his hand clanged to the ground, as he staggered backward, supported by his fellow disciples, already with blurred vision.

"Junior Brother!" The middle-aged man was shocked and angry, with a clang, his long sword unsheathed, the blade humming, with a faint sound of tides. "Who exactly are you? Using such vicious and sinister magic!"

The knowledgeable cultivators around inhaled sharply.

Many from Penglai East Continent traveled to the Middle Region, reminded of something.

"The Seven Emotions Elder! It’s the Seven Emotions Elder, rumored to cultivate both Martial Dao and Immortal Dao, standing at the pinnacle in both. Ordinary second nirvana cultivators are like chicks before him."

"He came too! This old demon is eccentric and ruthless. I heard in the Middle Region, he had a big case, killing a disciple in Nanzhun Emperor Palace. Later, he was saved from the palace, with strong backing. Chaojian Pavilion will suffer a loss."

"Not only that; he holds a replica of an Immortal Venerable weapon, said to be crafted by a Saint King, stronger than ordinary Saint weapons."

The middle-aged man’s face turned livid upon hearing the discussions around, his hand holding the sword slightly trembling.

The opponent easily injured his junior brother, strength unfathomable, terrifying beyond the ordinary fifth-realm cultivator’s ability to contend.

A head-on fight was not an option, but retreating would damage Chaojian Pavilion’s reputation.

As he found himself in a dilemma, a clear voice came from outside the crowd.

"In Linyuan City, private fights are prohibited. Everyone, could you give me some face and refrain for now?"

The crowd parted, a young cultivator in the standard moon-white robe of Penglai Immortal Palace, with a jade pendant at his waist, walked forward steadily.

He had a handsome appearance, a smiling mouth, an easy demeanor, followed by four Immortal Palace disciples with solid auras.

"It’s Yuheng Zi of Penglai Immortal Palace!"

"The Immortal Palace enforcement team finally arrived!"

"Now there’ll be a spectacle to watch."

Yuheng Zi walked between the two parties, first nodding at the middle-aged man from Chaojian Pavilion. "Senior Brother Chen, no need to be rash."

Then he turned to the Seven Emotions Elder, his smile unchanged, though his gaze cooled.

"This friend looks unfamiliar, perhaps new to Linyuan City, unaware of the rules. The city strictly prohibits using magic arts for fighting, with violations leading to either expulsion or cultivation being abolished. What your disciple did earlier has already violated the prohibition."

The red-clothed woman beside the Seven Emotions Elder suddenly giggled, her eyes rippling like water, directed toward Yuheng Zi.

"Such a handsome young man, why be so serious? Why not have a drink with elder sister, and cool down?"

The voice was sultry and enchanting, with a peculiar magic. Some of the lower cultivation cultivators around had their eyes become dreamy, faces flushing.

Even the two disciples behind Yuheng Zi showed a moment of distraction.

Yuheng Zi frowned slightly, the jade pendant at his waist suddenly shining with a warm white light, enveloping him and his disciples.

The seductive voice collided with the white light, melting like ice and snow.

Yuheng Zi narrowed his eyes, his hand gently resting on the sword handle at his waist, seemingly ready to act at any moment.

The Seven Emotions Elder squinted, scrutinizing Yuheng Zi.

"Penglai Palace’s people? Hehe, the old man is willing to give face to Penglai Palace, but do you know the details of this matter, yet come to trouble the old man?"

Yuheng Zi frowned and looked towards the distant Chaojian Pavilion disciples.

Seeing their eyes slightly flicker.

He immediately understood, this matter might have more hidden details.

Xu Guang and Jin Buhuan did not continue to watch, already seeing that the whole Linyuan City was like a powder keg ready to explode at any moment.

With more high-realm cultivators, the chaos would only increase.

"I estimate, Penglai Palace will soon have a Saint come to maintain order, the masters here are too many, other than a Saint, no one can likely suppress so many peak second nirvana experts."

Jin Buhuan nodded, "A Saint’s arrival could indeed quiet things down, but... if that Saint finds the Secret Realm of Fallen Sun Valley related to the Immortal Venerable, I fear..."

Passing through the still noisy marketplace, the two finally reached the east of the city and found Guihai Residence.

This was a three-story wooden building by the sea, with ancient decorations, not eye-catching.

But those coming and going, all had condensed auras, steady strides, obviously not ordinary people.