Chapter 239: If There's a Chance, You May Try to Kill Him
"Of course, we won't just sit idly by."
The Xiao Clan patriarch's voice was icy as he continued:
"Before long, the Demon-Sealing Conference will begin. At that time, the prodigies of every sect will gather there."
"That may be our opportunity."
"The Demon-Sealing Conference?"
The Spirit Clan patriarch's expression flickered, as though recalling something. A glint of cold light flashed deep within his eyes.
The Demon-Sealing Conference.
This was a gathering that had been agreed upon not long ago by one Human Quasi-Emperor and two Spirit Race Quasi-Emperors. The words demon-sealing referred not to ordinary enemies—but to the Otherworldly Demons.
In the past decade or so, across every corner of the world, spatial rifts have occasionally appeared, sometimes allowing traces of those Otherworldly Demons to emerge.
Some of them were strong, possessing Saint level cultivation, while others were weak, only at the Profound Elixir or Spirit Meridian Realm.
Although these beings did not yet pose a true threat to the world, no one dared to underestimate them.
After all, countless years ago, the creatures of this world had fought a war against those very same Otherworldly Demons. The records of that battle were still vivid. Who could say for certain that the recent appearances weren't a sign of yet another large-scale invasion?
Thus, preparations could not be delayed, and so the Demon-Sealing Conference had been called.
During the conference, countless Holy Lands, Empires, and Sects would send representatives. Naturally, the younger generation could not be absent, for they would be the main force in any future war against the Otherworldly Demons.
Allowing them now to hunt a few of the demons in advance was very much necessary.
"But the problem is," the Spirit Clan patriarch said with some frustration, "the conference will be held in the Crape Myrtle Holy Land. We may not have the chance to intervene, let alone eliminate Xiao Fan or Li Xun within their territory."
The Crape Myrtle Holy Land was an ancient and prestigious power, its heritage stretching back millions of years, its history glorious and unbroken.
To kill someone within its territory was nearly impossible.
Even if the Spirit Clan and Xiao Clan joined forces to pressure Crape Myrtle Holy Land, there was no guarantee that they would bow.
Moreover, after awakening, when his spiritual sense swept out across his clan and picked up snatches of conversation, he had already learned fragments of what had happened inside the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect's small world.
Though the details were vague, it was enough to confirm that Elder Qin of the Crape Myrtle Holy Land was on good terms with Li Xun.
With that bridge in place, it was almost certain that Crape Myrtle Holy Land would lean toward Li Xun's side.
"Heh."
The Xiao Clan patriarch chuckled coldly, his tone meaningful:
"With the invasion of the Otherworldly Demons, accidents are bound to happen. If someone falls to the hand of a demon, it would hardly be surprising."
"This suggestion is not bad," the Spirit Clan patriarch admitted after a moment, "but killing Xiao Fan will be easy. If it comes to Li Xun, however… that may cost us dearly. It seems he has already reached the Divine Palace Realm."
Li Xun's battle record was indeed frightening.
Even when several experts from the Star-Moon Divine Sect and the Great Chu Dynasty joined forces against him, they hadn't been able to harm a single hair on his head.
The Spirit Clan patriarch reflected grimly: even if he personally struck, he might not be able to achieve such an effortless victory as Li Xun.
Though he was reluctant to admit it, He had no choice but to acknowledge that Li Xun was now already standing on equal footing with people of their level—patriarchs and holy lords.
"You don't need to deal with Li Xun—just kill Xiao Fan. Li Xun, as the Holy Son of Profound Sun, has his own missions. He cannot possibly accompany Xiao Fan every single day."
"If Xiao Fan falls, and Li Xun knows his place, then fine. If not… I won't mind sending him along as well."
The Xiao Clan patriarch's tone was utterly indifferent, his words carrying unmatched confidence.
The forces behind Li Xun were indeed deeply rooted, and even he was unwilling to provoke them casually. But unwillingness did not mean fear.
"There's another problem," the Spirit Clan patriarch said after a pause.
"What if Xiao Fan doesn't attend the Demon-Sealing Conference?"
"He may not go," the Xiao Clan patriarch replied firmly, "but Li Xun will."
If it were still the old Profound Sun Sect, they indeed wouldn't qualify to take part in such a gathering. But now the Profound Sun Sect had risen to the status of a Holy Land.
They absolutely had the qualification to contribute to the defense of the world.
And Li Xun, as the Profound Sun Holy Son, had no choice but to participate—especially since his strength had already reached the Divine Palace Realm, with whispers even calling him the foremost genius of his generation.
If he didn't go, it would be a massive blow to Profound Sun Holy Land's reputation.
"I overlooked that," the Spirit Clan patriarch admitted with a slight nod.
If they only needed to worry about Li Xun, then there was no issue. Without Li Xun, Profound Sun Holy Land certainly wouldn't go so far as to protect Xiao Fan with their lives. After all, Xiao Fan had no deep connection with them. When the time came, killing Xiao Fan would not be difficult.
"When the Demon-Sealing Conference begins, I will personally lead my people there. I wish to see for myself how extraordinary this so-called Profound Sun Holy Son truly is!"
The Spirit Clan patriarch's voice was cold.
In the short term, their main target was Xiao Fan—the Xiao Clan's true hidden danger. But Li Xun… he also had no intention of letting go.
After all, Ling Cang and the others had perished largely because of Li Xun.
If not for his formation suppressing their strength, Xiao Fan would already have been cut down, saving them much trouble.
"If the opportunity arises, you may try to cut him down."
The Xiao Clan patriarch said casually.
"Of course."
The Spirit Clan patriarch agreed.
With those words, silence filled the great hall. Only the Spirit Clan patriarch's face remained icy, his eyes brimming with killing intent as he lifted his gaze toward the distant void.
. . . . . . .
Three days later.
Profound Sun Holy Land, Holy Son Peak.
Li Xun descended upon the mountain in his Golden Divine Chariot. His steps were light and unhurried, his expression calm.
After leaving the small world of the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect, no further accidents had occurred. He had even smoothly acquired the four tokens of that world.
By now, most of the opportunities within that small world had already been stripped away, leaving little more than an empty shell.
No person—or force—had been foolish enough to oppose Li Xun for the sake of a mere secret realm.
Not long ago, Li Xun had just invested those four tokens into the Profound Sun Holy Lord. The system had rewarded him with a Dao Weapon Advancement Talisman. The reward wasn't exceptionally rare, but still far better than some of the lesser investments.
Back in the great hall, Li Xun sat cross-legged. His heart stirred as he spoke silently:
'System, receive all of my reward!'
The moment the words fell—
BOOM!
The entire Holy Son Peak trembled.
The vast hall atop the mountain was instantly flooded, drowned by an uncountable tide of heavenly materials, spiritual herbs, and treasures.
"So many?"
Li Xun's eyes widened in shock.
He had long known that within the small world of the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect, he had harvested a great deal of fortune.
After all, he had invested in many people there, most of whom were Divine Palace experts.
But never had he expected the system's reward to be so overwhelming that it buried the entire hall.
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