Exhilarating!
Lu Changsheng felt an overwhelming sense of gratification.
It was like a starving man who had gone three days and three nights without food suddenly feasting on sumptuous meat. It tasted like an earthly delicacy beyond compare, filling him with profound bliss.
That was precisely how Lu Changsheng felt at this moment.
He had refined martial dao fragments before. But whether they came from the first secret world or the second, the energy, rules, and essence they contained were far below his current Earth Saint realm. As for his Infinite Martial Dao, its foundational premise was boundless and profound. Ordinary martial dao fragments could barely serve as a meager meal—no, they could hardly even stave off hunger, let alone foster breakthroughs and insights.
Now, however, Lu Changsheng gained genuine comprehension.
The martial dao fragments he was refining were completely different from any he had absorbed before. After all, these fragments belonged to the Deity Transformation and Earth Saint level, matching his own cultivation realm.
As Lu Changsheng refined the first martial dao fragment, his Infinite Martial Dao immediately surged by four percent.
One piece, two, three, four, five...
Lu Changsheng had reaped a full twenty martial dao fragments from his voyage.
In the blink of an eye, three months slipped by.
Lu Changsheng spent the entire three months in uninterrupted refinement. Though it had taken some time, the results were extraordinary.
"Refinement complete."
Lu Changsheng opened his eyes.
He felt more invigorated than ever before, his vitality thriving like spring foliage. Inside him, the Flesh Martial Dao and the Infinite Martial Dao complemented each other seamlessly, driving each other to an astonishing height.
Then there was his comprehension.
Lu Changsheng's comprehension had also experienced a tremendous surge.
Calling up his attribute panel, Lu Changsheng examined his current status:
Host: Lu Changsheng
Comprehension: 7,674,000 (Natural Sage)
Infinite Martial Dao: 95% (Uncondensed)
Flesh Martial Dao: Septenary growth
Lu Changsheng glanced at the progress of his Infinite Martial Dao.
It had reached ninety-five percent.
Over the course of three months, twenty martial dao fragments had boosted his Infinite Martial Dao by an astounding eighty percent. Only five percent remained until total perfection.
Once the Infinite Martial Dao was perfected, he could condense it completely within his body and attempt to break through to the Heavenly Saint realm. It could be said that Lu Changsheng was already remarkably close to becoming a Heavenly Saint.
Moreover, the Infinite Martial Dao was not the only thing that had leaped forward. His comprehension had also gained five million points in a single stroke.
That was a staggering figure. While a long way still lay ahead before his comprehension underwent its next qualitative transformation, an increase of five million points vastly enhanced his faculties.
Lu Changsheng's current strength was beyond measure. How formidable would the martial dao will unleashed by a ninety-five percent Infinite Martial Dao be? Fused with his Flesh Martial Dao, his prowess would likely multiply several- or even tenfold in an instant.
Thus, not even Lu Changsheng himself knew precisely how strong he had become. There was no standard of comparison. In the Saint Domain, no other Earth Saint had ever cultivated two distinct martial daos; such a feat was utterly unheard of.
Of course, the Flesh Martial Dao and the Infinite Martial Dao were two completely divergent paths, which was why they could merge and nourish each other. Yet as matters stood, the Infinite Martial Dao clearly possessed a higher ceiling. After all, Lu Changsheng had created the Flesh Martial Dao himself, and it currently maxed out at septenary growth. An octonary growth would rival the Heavenly Saint realm. How could he elevate the Flesh Martial Dao to an eighth growth when he had not yet attained the Heavenly Saint realm himself?
Creating a path could not happen out of nothing. One needed to possess the requisite realm and a commanding perspective to smoothly forge a new technique.
*Only five percent left until the Infinite Martial Dao reaches perfection.*
*I still need martial dao fragments.*
*Heading into another secret world to build up from scratch would take far too long. If I only need five percent, I can simply trade for fragments.*
*After all, I still have several spirit treasures on me...*
Thoughts raced through Lu Changsheng's mind.
Wasting years in a secret world was an arduous, time-consuming chore. Procuring ready-made martial dao fragments was vastly superior. Yet trading for such fragments was no simple matter, and private transactions were out of the question—they carried a high risk of betrayal and foul play. His only viable option was a major faction, one massive enough that it would not harbor underhanded schemes over a single spirit treasure.
The first name that sprang to Lu Changsheng's mind was the Secret World Tower.
The Secret World Tower enjoyed an impeccable reputation for fairness. Its sole drawback was that its prices were steep; purchasing secret world coordinates from them was outrageously expensive, and even renting their cultivation chambers cost a fortune. But at the Secret World Tower, one never had to fear being ambushed and robbed.
Furthermore, the Secret World Tower regularly held high-caliber auctions. Those eligible to attend were wealthy top-tier Earth Saints, Deity Transformation cultivators, and occasionally even Void Refining Grandmasters or Heavenly Saint experts. Only in an auction of such prestige would someone bid martial dao fragments for rare treasures.
With that in mind, Lu Changsheng made up his decision.
Of course, he would only part with one spirit treasure. A single spirit treasure should suffice to fetch enough martial dao fragments to fill the remaining five percent of his Infinite Martial Dao.
Lu Changsheng sifted through his haul of spirit treasures.
"You'll do—the Tianhe Heavy Water Bead."
"It's an offensive spirit treasure, so its value is somewhat lower than a supplementary one. But it is a genuine spirit treasure nonetheless, worth a small fortune. Putting this up for auction won't seem too out of place."
Lu Changsheng had weighed his choices carefully.
Emerging from secluded cultivation, he headed straight for the Secret World Tower.
This was not his first visit to the tower; he was thoroughly familiar with the place and was considered a valued patron. The moment he arrived, an attendant received him respectfully and escorted him to a private VIP room.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, have you come seeking secret world coordinates?" a Secret World Tower Earth Saint asked with a warm smile. "What a coincidence! Our tower is about to hold an auction featuring newly discovered secret world coordinates—more than one, in fact. You will want to prepare well so you don't miss out."
Evidently, he knew Lu Changsheng was qualified to take part in such bidding.
Lu Changsheng shook his head slightly. "I did not come for secret worlds this time."
"Take a look at this, Fellow Daoist."
Without hesitation, Lu Changsheng brought forth the Tianhe Heavy Water Bead. It hovered and spun continuously in his palm, exuding a breath of astonishing power.
"This is... a spirit treasure!"
The Secret World Tower Earth Saint's expression changed instantly. He clearly sensed the astounding spiritual awareness within the bead. Only a spirit treasure that had birthed consciousness could possess such vibrant spirituality.
"Indeed, a spirit treasure," Lu Changsheng replied.
With a flick of his finger, the artifact spirit inside the Tianhe Heavy Water Bead emerged, looking timid and shy.
Seeing the artifact spirit, the Secret World Tower Earth Saint no longer harbored any doubt. This was truly an invaluable spirit treasure!
"Splendid! Fellow Daoist Lu, you brought this spirit treasure to our Secret World Tower—do you intend to sell it to us?"
Lu Changsheng nodded. "I wish to entrust the Secret World Tower with auctioning this Tianhe Heavy Water Bead. Furthermore, I will only accept martial dao fragments in payment. They must be of at least the Martial Saint level, and the starting bid must be no less than fifty percent of the total fragments from a complete secret world!"
That was merely the reserve price.
Lu Changsheng estimated that half the martial dao fragments of a Martial Saint-level world would be enough to push his Infinite Martial Dao by five percent to full completion. Moreover, an auction was bound to fetch more than the opening bid. A spirit treasure was a prize capable of tempting countless mighty figures.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, I must report this to my superiors for approval."
"No matter, I shall wait."
The Secret World Tower Earth Saint stood and took his leave to report the matter. This was an enormous transaction involving a spirit treasure; even as an Earth Saint, he could not make the final call.
Lu Changsheng was in no hurry. The ones who should be anxious were the Secret World Tower. There was no way they would turn down business of this caliber.
Roughly two hours later, the Earth Saint returned, a broad smile gracing his face. "Fellow Daoist Lu, we accept the consignment! However, we must establish beforehand that our tower charges a ten percent commission on the final auction price."
"Ten percent?"
Lu Changsheng pondered it. It was certainly steep, but the Secret World Tower's reputation was unmatched, and items consigned to their auctions consistently commanded premium prices. Even after deducting a ten percent fee, he would still make an immense profit.
"Agreed," Lu Changsheng said with a nod.
The two parties promptly signed an agreement. The Secret World Tower would hold the auction one month later, which Lu Changsheng could attend in person. Over the coming month, the tower would aggressively promote the spirit treasure. The final results were certain not to disappoint him.
After handing the Tianhe Heavy Water Bead over to the Secret World Tower, Lu Changsheng departed and returned to the Hundred Flowers Sect.
Days passed in quiet succession.
Before the month was up, an emissary arrived from Divine Sword Villa with a message, inviting Lu Changsheng to pay them a visit.
"What does Villa Master Xiahou want?" Lu Changsheng inquired.
"This subordinate does not know," the messenger replied. "The Villa Master only instructed me to say that Senior Lu will understand once you arrive."
Lu Changsheng frowned. He had essentially concluded all business with Divine Sword Villa. This sudden invitation gave him an uneasy premonition.
"I am preparing to enter seclusion. Once I emerge, I shall pay Villa Master Xiahou a visit at Divine Sword Villa. Go back and deliver that message."
Without another word, Lu Changsheng turned and walked away.
He had no desire to visit Divine Sword Villa for the time being. He wanted only to wait for the auction a month later to secure his martial dao fragments. Once he obtained them, he would have a shot at ascending to Heavenly Saint. As a Heavenly Saint, he would have nothing to fear. He was not about to invite needless complications now.
Yet Lu Changsheng's refusal did not settle the matter.
Merely three days later, Xiahou Puyu, the Villa Master of Divine Sword Villa, arrived at the Hundred Flowers Sect in person with an entourage, requesting an audience with Lu Changsheng.
Left with no alternative, Zhang Ling, the Sect Master of the Hundred Flowers Sect, reported the matter to Lu Changsheng.
Lu Changsheng's brows knitted. "Xiahou Puyu came in person?"
"Yes."
"Who else did he bring?"
Zhang Ling thought for a moment before replying, "It seems to be several Earth Saints—not many, only seven or eight in total."
Lu Changsheng weighed his options. The guests had already arrived at his doorstep specifically to see him, and having dealt with Divine Sword Villa before, he could hardly refuse outright.
"Very well. Show them to the main hall; I will be there shortly. Let us see what Xiahou Puyu wants."
Lu Changsheng made up his mind. Avoiding them indefinitely was not an option.
He made his way to the main hall of the Hundred Flowers Sect. Sweeping his gaze across the room, he immediately spotted Xiahou Puyu alongside several familiar faces. However, among them stood an unfamiliar figure whose background was unknown.
Lu Changsheng spoke, "Villa Master Xiahou, if there is a matter to discuss, a message would have sufficed. Why trouble yourself to come in person? I have been quite busy of late and failed to receive you promptly. Please pardon the neglect."
Xiahou Puyu managed a strained smile. "How could you say that, Fellow Daoist Lu? It is we who have intruded. In truth, I am not the one who sought you out today. Fellow Daoist Chen Guang is the one who wished to see you."
Xiahou Puyu stepped slightly aside.
Following Xiahou Puyu's gesture, Lu Changsheng looked toward the middle-aged man standing beside him. The man was an Earth Saint! His aura clearly confirmed his realm, yet his face was entirely unfamiliar; Lu Changsheng had never laid eyes on him before.
"Fellow Daoist Chen Guang?"
Lu Changsheng searched his memory, but no recollection surfaced. He was certain they had never met.
"Elder Lu, Chen Guang should be from the Chen clan of Saint Star City—a Heavenly Saint lineage! To this day, the Chen clan's Heavenly Saint ancestor is still alive..." Zhang Ling's voice transmission sounded in his ear.
While Lu Changsheng did not know Chen Guang, Zhang Ling had heard the name before. The moment Xiahou Puyu introduced him, she recognized his origin.
*The Chen clan, a Heavenly Saint lineage?*
Lu Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly. His gaze shifted back and forth between Chen Guang and Xiahou Puyu, and he began to understand what was happening.
His expression turned thoroughly cold.
The very thing he feared most had come to pass: the secret of the spirit treasures held by Divine Sword Villa had leaked. Furthermore, the one who had come knocking was a member of the Heavenly Saint Chen clan—a force Divine Sword Villa could never hope to resist.
"What a fine Divine Sword Villa!" Lu Changsheng sneered, his tone devoid of warmth. "Villa Master Xiahou, I still remember your solemn vows back then. What, now you're willing to sacrifice others to save your own skin?"
Xiahou Puyu's face flushed crimson with shame.
He felt utterly humiliated, but what choice had he had? Despite all their precautions, despite sealing every mouth in Divine Sword Villa, the secret had still managed to slip out.
The Chen clan had been watching Divine Sword Villa ever since the villa claimed the secret world. A Deity Transformation-level secret world was extraordinarily valuable. Out of concern for appearances and the unspoken rules of Saint Star City, the Chen clan had stayed their hand. But the moment they learned that Divine Sword Villa had obtained a spirit treasure, they could no longer contain themselves.
A spirit treasure!
Even though the Chen clan was a Heavenly Saint lineage and their Heavenly Saint ancestor still lived, they possessed no spirit treasures of their own. That alone proved how precious such treasures were. When a minor faction like Divine Sword Villa, lacking even a Heavenly Saint, managed to acquire a spirit treasure, how could the Chen clan not be moved?
So the Chen clan approached Divine Sword Villa. Between threats and inducements, Xiahou Puyu could not hold out and was forced to lay bare the entire truth.
In truth, Lu Changsheng had anticipated this. It was an inevitable turn of events. Relying solely on gag orders and secrecy could never hold forever; word of the spirit treasures was bound to get out. Yet he had not expected the leak to happen so swiftly—scarcely a few months had passed, not even half a year, and already a Heavenly Saint lineage was at his door.
At that moment, Chen Guang spoke up, adopting an airy, relaxed demeanor. "Fellow Daoist Lu, you must have several spirit treasures in your possession. Our Chen clan does not ask for much—three will do. Furthermore, we intend to purchase them. Fellow Daoist Lu, name your price."
Chen Guang sounded wealthy and overbearing. Yet demanding three spirit treasures right off the bat hardly looked like an honest offer to "purchase" anything.
Lu Changsheng sneered. "Is that so? I don't have three spirit treasures, but I can spare one. For that single spirit treasure, all I ask is fifty percent of the complete martial dao fragments from a Martial Saint-level secret world. With the Chen clan's deep foundation, producing that many fragments shouldn't be an issue, should it?"
Lu Changsheng's words caused the smile on Chen Guang's face to freeze instantly.
Lu Changsheng despised being threatened, especially under these circumstances. If the Chen clan could genuinely provide the martial dao fragments, he would not mind selling them a spirit treasure. But judging by Chen Guang's expression, that was clearly impossible.
Chen Guang took a deep breath and said in a heavy voice, "Do you know how precious martial dao fragments are? Forget Martial Saint-level fragments—our Chen clan cannot even produce fragments of the Divine Ability realm.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, do not open your lion's maw. How about we trade with deity fragments instead? My Chen clan is willing to offer one hundred deity fragments for one of your spirit treasures, or three hundred for three! If Fellow Daoist Lu agrees, we can conclude the exchange immediately."
One hundred deity fragments was by no means a small sum. However, trying to buy a spirit treasure with a mere hundred deity fragments was nothing short of a pipedream. Forget one hundred—even a thousand would fall far short of a spirit treasure's true worth.
"Heh."
Lu Changsheng chuckled.
As expected, the so-called "fair trade" was pure delusion. Coming here flanked by Divine Sword Villa, Chen Guang had never intended to conduct an honest transaction.
"Show our guests out!"
Lu Changsheng could not be bothered to waste more breath. Having no interest in further talk with Chen Guang, he rose to his feet and instructed Zhang Ling to dismiss them.
"Everyone, please leave," Zhang Ling said, showing no fear.
What if they were a Heavenly Saint lineage? The Hundred Flowers Sect had long since bound its fate entirely to Lu Changsheng; they would prosper or perish together. She answered only to Lu Changsheng.
Chen Guang's expression darkened, the faint smile vanishing from his face as he said coldly, "Lu Changsheng, you had best think this through. I came today offering to purchase them in a fair trade. Should I come a second time, the situation will not be the same..."
*Swish.*
Lu Changsheng's gaze locked onto Chen Guang like a razor.
"Are you threatening me?"
Chen Guang said nothing, but the expression on his face made his meaning unmistakable.
In an instant, daggers were drawn, and the tension in the hall grew suffocating.
*This is bad!* Seeing Chen Guang speak so brazenly, Xiahou Puyu's heart sank.
He knew full well how terrifying Lu Changsheng had been in the Yuan World. He also knew Lu Changsheng had a boundless future and was destined for the Heavenly Saint realm. How could a top-tier prodigy of such towering pride ever brook threats from anyone? Had they been in the Yuan World, Chen Guang would have been slapped to death the moment he dared speak in such a manner.
However, this was the Immortal Martial World, within the boundaries of Saint Star City!
Lu Changsheng stared at Chen Guang with icy eyes, his words measured and cold. "Is this the intention of your Chen clan's Heavenly Saint ancestor, or is it yours alone?"
Chen Guang smiled. "What kind of exalted figure is our Heavenly Saint ancestor? There is naturally no need to report such a trivial matter to him. However, once the ancestor learns of the spirit treasures, he will surely be delighted. Lu Changsheng, whether this comes from the ancestor's direct order makes no difference whatsoever."
Hearing this, Lu Changsheng's eyes narrowed, a sharp glint flashing within them.
"So your ancestor knows nothing of this?"
"Your Heavenly Saint ancestor knows nothing and gave no authorization, yet you dare come to the Hundred Flowers Sect and threaten me to my face?"
"Who gave you the courage?!"
With every word Lu Changsheng spoke, his aura climbed higher.
In the next instant, a colossal hand took shape in the air. A terrifying Earth Saint Dao body manifested alongside it, reaching out to seize Chen Guang.
"Scram!"
"If you want spirit treasures, have your ancestor come in person!"
Lu Changsheng's voice echoed through the hall like rolling thunder.
Chen Guang manifested his own Earth Saint Dao body without hesitation. After all, he was an Earth Saint as well. Yet it was futile. Lu Changsheng's massive hand descended with overwhelming, unstoppable force. Beneath that colossal palm, Chen Guang felt like a bird trapped in a cage, unable to break free no matter how violently he struggled.
"No... impossible..."
Chen Guang was a top-tier Earth Saint who feared none of the Earth Saints in Divine Sword Villa. Yet before Lu Changsheng, he felt like a mere infant, helpless to resist being wiped out at will.
*Boom!*
The palm crashed down, shattering Chen Guang's Earth Saint Dao body into pieces.
However, Lu Changsheng did not kill him. Instead, he gripped Chen Guang in his hand and squeezed with crushing force, grinding the remaining essence of his Earth Saint Dao body into nothingness and leaving only his physical flesh intact. Then, with a casual heave, he hurled Chen Guang straight out of the Hundred Flowers Sect.
"I spare your life today."
"Return again, and you will find no mercy!"
Lu Changsheng's voice reverberated in Chen Guang's ears as the man lay in utter despair.
"My Dao body..."
Chen Guang wailed, his heart bleeding.
Once a Dao body was shattered, it could be reconstructed and cultivated anew, but doing so required an immense amount of time—perhaps centuries, perhaps millennia. In short, the total collapse of a Dao body inflicted catastrophic damage upon an Earth Saint's foundation.
Chen Guang never could have imagined Lu Changsheng would be so brazen as to attack him. Even less could he fathom that Lu Changsheng possessed such horrifying power, crippling him with a single palm. He could sense clearly that Lu Changsheng was still an Earth Saint. But how could an Earth Saint be this strong? They were both Earth Saints—by what right was Lu Changsheng so terrifyingly powerful?
Alas, regret was pointless. Gritting his teeth, Chen Guang fled the Hundred Flowers Sect as fast as he could, flying toward Saint Star City. The moment he returned to the Chen clan, he would report everything to the ancestor and let him pass judgment!
Watching Chen Guang's Dao body crushed with a single palm before being cast out of the sect, Xiahou Puyu and his companions felt their hearts tighten in terror.
Lu Changsheng might harbor some restraint toward the Chen clan and refrain from killing Chen Guang, but that did not mean he would hesitate to butcher the people of Divine Sword Villa. Divine Sword Villa possessed no living Heavenly Saint ancestor to shield them. Xiahou Puyu had known Lu Changsheng was powerful—stronger even than ordinary invincible Earth Saints—yet witnessing it firsthand still shook him to his core.
"Villa Master Xiahou, I require an explanation!"
Lu Changsheng's indifferent eyes fixed upon Xiahou Puyu, his calm tone laced with bone-chilling frost.
Xiahou Puyu knew that if his explanation failed to satisfy Lu Changsheng, he would be in grave trouble—and Divine Sword Villa along with him.
Taking a deep breath, Xiahou Puyu said heavily, "Whatever excuses I might make, the fault lies entirely with my Divine Sword Villa's lax discipline. Allowing the news to leak has brought immense trouble upon Fellow Daoist Lu.
"To apologize, I ask that Fellow Daoist Lu take back the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Pagoda!"
With that, Xiahou Puyu actually produced the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Pagoda.
This was the spirit treasure Xiahou Puyu had acquired at great risk, trading six Earth Saint-level martial dao fragments to Lu Changsheng. Yet now, he was returning it.
The reason was simple. First, he needed to quell Lu Changsheng's wrath, and Divine Sword Villa possessed little else that could satisfy him besides a spirit treasure. Second, the Chen clan's visit had made Xiahou Puyu realize that Divine Sword Villa simply lacked the strength to protect such a treasure. It was the Chen clan today; who would it be tomorrow? The Li clan, the Zhao clan, or the Wang clan? Or perhaps a Void Refining Grandmaster or a Heavenly Saint ancestor?
Divine Sword Villa might be a Heavenly Saint lineage, but in the eyes of such formidable powers, it was insignificant. Since they could not protect it, it was better to cut his losses and return the treasure to Lu Changsheng. Yet even knowing it was the only sensible choice, Xiahou Puyu's heart bled.
What a golden opportunity it had been! A spirit treasure, and a supplementary one at that, could have anchored Divine Sword Villa's prosperity for countless generations. But now they had no choice but to give it up.
"Oh?"
With a wave of Lu Changsheng's hand, the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Pagoda flew into his grasp.
He was indeed somewhat surprised. He had not expected Xiahou Puyu to be so decisive, letting go of the spirit treasure the moment circumstances turned against him. Without it, Divine Sword Villa's entire venture would be in vain—a catastrophic loss, in truth. They had acquired secret world coordinates, labored for years, and even lost Earth Saints along the way, only to end up with neither martial dao fragments nor a spirit treasure. Yet Xiahou Puyu had cut the cord without hesitation. Even Lu Changsheng had to admire such resolve.
"Very well. The slate is wiped clean; I shall pursue this no further," Lu Changsheng promised.
Divine Sword Villa had shown genuine sincerity by giving up the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Pagoda. Since they had cut off their own arm to survive, Lu Changsheng had no desire to press them further. Gaining an extra spirit treasure was hardly a loss for him.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lu."
Xiahou Puyu exhaled deeply, his face ashen as he led the Earth Saints away from the Hundred Flowers Sect.
Divine Sword Villa wanted no further part in this affair. They could not afford to offend the Chen clan, nor could they afford to cross Lu Changsheng. Continuing to meddle would only lead Divine Sword Villa to ruin; their only choice was to withdraw.
Watching the people of Divine Sword Villa depart, Zhang Ling's eyes remained glued to the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Pagoda.
That was a spirit treasure! A supplementary spirit treasure, whose immense importance to a sect went without saying. Never could Zhang Ling have imagined that Lu Changsheng possessed a spirit treasure—let alone more than one!
"What, do you fancy the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Pagoda?" Lu Changsheng asked. "If you like it, take it. I had originally planned to wait until the situation stabilized before granting the Hundred Flowers Sect a spirit treasure to anchor its fortune. But since the secret is out, I might as well give it to the sect now."
With a wave of his hand, the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Pagoda flew into Zhang Ling's hands.
"Thank you, Supreme Elder!"
Zhang Ling was overjoyed, dizzy with disbelief at the unexpected windfall. With this supplementary spirit treasure, the rise of the Hundred Flowers Sect would only be a matter of time.
Of course, that was provided they survived the coming storm. Zhang Ling understood all too well what a spirit treasure represented. If they could not weather the Chen clan's pressure, any dream of reviving the Hundred Flowers Sect would vanish; the sect itself would likely be wiped from existence.
"Supreme Elder, what of the Chen clan...?" Zhang Ling hesitated before asking.
"It does not matter. As long as the Chen clan's Heavenly Saint ancestor does not come in person, there will be no trouble," Lu Changsheng said calmly. "Give it a little time. If all goes well, within a month, even if the Chen clan's Heavenly Saint ancestor does come, it will be nothing to worry about."
Whether the Chen ancestor would come within the month was uncertain. But having made his move, Lu Changsheng felt no regret or fear. Even if a Heavenly Saint descended, they would not be able to kill him.
He had the strength to stand his ground!
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