"Shopkeeper, which of the Seven Sects does this Immortal Ascension Token belong to?"
The shopkeeper picked it up, examined it front and back, then returned it to Fellow Daoist Li, saying, "It belongs to Spirit Beast Mountain."
"Fellow Daoist, please keep this item safe. The Immortal Ascension Token is considered a treasure among us Loose Cultivators. With this token, you can directly join the corresponding Seven Sects. From then on, you will be like a carp leaping over the Dragon gate, with a vast future."
"If it were in the past, I would also be tempted, but now…"
"Is it because of the Demonic Path invasion?"
"Yes, now the entire Cultivation World of Yue State is in turmoil. They are constantly fighting with the Seven Sects, and our lives as Loose Cultivators are becoming increasingly difficult."
"At this time, almost no one is willing to join the Seven Sects. The Six Devil Dao Sects are coming aggressively; it's estimated that they will have a hard time resisting."
"In a while, I also plan to leave this troubled land of Yue State. I advise you, Fellow Daoist, to make plans early as well."
"Thank you for the reminder, shopkeeper. I have my own plans, but could you please tell me where the Spirit Beast Mountain sect is?"
The shopkeeper shook his head, "That I do not know."
Li Feiyu checked the contents of the Jade Slip, and after confirming it was correct, he completed the transaction with the shopkeeper.
Li Feiyu continued to browse; he also wanted to buy a large quantity of Hundred Refined Steel for the future forging of Fire Crow Puppets, but unfortunately, it wasn't available here.
"Never mind, getting a few Pill Formulas is already good luck."
Li Feiyu was hesitating whether to leave when suddenly a roar came from the sky, and flames shot up.
The grand Formation in the sky fluctuated violently, as if it was about to break.
Suddenly someone shouted, "The Demonic Path is here, run!"
For a time, throughout Tai South Valley, Cultivators soared into the sky from all directions.
Among them were Heimu and Wushan, who brought Li Feiyu here, as well as the shopkeeper who had just completed the transaction.
Boom boom boom ~
The Tai South Valley Grand Formation endured unimaginable bombardment. It was not a very profound Formation to begin with, and under the attack of the Demonic Path outside the valley, it shattered not long after.
As the Grand Formation broke, everyone soared into the sky, trying to escape.
But there were Demonic Path Cultivators outside ambushing them; those who rushed the fastest died the fastest.
Loose Cultivators fell, and there were still dozens of Demonic Path Cultivators above the valley, all above the ninth level of Qi Condensation, and among them were even Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
Seeing this scene, their hearts immediately turned cold.
Those who had just arrived, like Heimu, regretted it so much their intestines turned green.
Neither early nor late, he just had to come at this time. Wasn't this just asking for death!
In the sky, a magnificent flying Magical Artifact, with a young Cultivator sitting at the bow, gently fanning himself with a feather fan, looking graceful and refined.
"Listen, Loose Cultivators below! I am the Young master of Ghost Spirit Sect. Today, you either die here or submit to my Ghost Spirit Sect. I give you the time of a cup of tea to consider."
"Do not think about escaping; you all saw the consequences of daring to leave just now."
Li Feiyu looked at the sky. The Young master of Ghost Spirit Sect, wasn't that Wang Chan, who had a deep connection with Han Li?
He remembered that Han Li had previously used his name to offend him, and the other party had always been obsessed with him, even sending people to investigate his whereabouts.
It wasn't until later that he discovered that Li Feiyu was just his pseudonym.
If this Wang Chan knew that the true owner of the pseudonym was below, he wondered what his mood would be.
Old devil Han, if you can do the first, don't blame me for doing the fifteenth. I also have to borrow your name.
However, this situation was very dangerous for him, a Cultivator who had not yet reached Foundation Establishment .
If he forced his way out, even if he could escape with the Soul Devouring Yin Plate, he might not be able to shake them off.
"I can only see if there's a chance later."
Li Feiyu sighed slightly in his heart.
The time of a cup of tea quickly passed.
Wang Chan's voice came again, "Have you all thought it through? If you want to pledge allegiance to my Ghost Spirit Sect, then come up and let this Young master plant the Blood Spirit Seal on you, and you can live."
The Blood Spirit Seal, just by hearing it, sounded like nothing good. It probably meant that once it was planted, his life and death would be controlled by him.
"What Blood Spirit Seal? It's clearly a slavery seal! Once planted, you become his slave, and he dictates your life and death."
A middle-aged Cultivator said, "If I have to live like that, I'd rather die!"
"Exactly! The Ghost Spirit Sect taking us in is definitely to make us cannon fodder in their fight with the Seven Sects. Since we're going to die anyway, we might as well fight. There are over a hundred of us; perhaps most of us can escape."
Li Feiyu said, "Fellow Daoists, life and death are fated. Cultivation is inherently Heaven-Defying. We should have been prepared for this, shouldn't we?"
"Exactly, let's fight them!"
"Fight!"
...
One by one, the Cultivators were persuaded.
On the treasure ship, a Ghost Spirit Sect Foundation Establishment Cultivator beside Wang Chan said, "Young Sect Master, it seems these Loose Cultivators are unwilling to submit!"
"Unwilling? Wasn't that kid just now very jumpy? Have someone kill him as a warning to others. Kill one who jumps, and they'll be willing soon."
"Good idea, Young Sect Master!"
Li Feiyu's apparent strength was at the seventh level of Qi Condensation. The Foundation Establishment Cultivator casually assigned a tenth-level Qi Condensation Cultivator.
"You, go kill that kid, kill him to warn the others!"
"Yes, Junior Martial Uncle."
The Ghost Spirit Sect Cultivator hovered in mid-air, a dozen feet away from them, with a sinister smile, saying, "Kid, life and death are fated, you said it so well. Let me, Zhao Qi, send you on your way."
"I'll let you know that your lives and deaths are merely at the whim of my Ghost Spirit Sect."
Heimu said, "Fellow Daoist Li, don't be reckless. That Ghost Spirit Sect Cultivator is at least at the ninth level of Qi Condensation. You are definitely not his match!"
"It's fine. Let me lead the charge for everyone!"
"Ghost Spirit Sect Cultivators, in the end, are nothing to be afraid of!"
Although Li Feiyu said this outwardly, everything was just to ignite a large battle between the two sides.
If it wasn't chaotic, how could he escape?
Zhao Qi sneered, "Then come and try!"
Li Feiyu controlled Qingfeng, soared into the sky, and charged towards Zhao Qi.
Zhao Qi laughed heartily, raised his blood-colored giant axe, and swung it at Li Feiyu. A blood-colored blade of light flew out, aimed directly at his head.
Li Feiyu sneered inwardly, manipulating the Phantom Divine Needles to circle around, preparing for a sneak attack, while he himself continued to charge forward, sharply dodging the blood-colored blade of light as he approached it.
"Trying to dodge? Impossible!"
Zhao Qi swung out another blood blade, and it was precisely at this moment that Li Feiyu immediately activated his hidden Phantom Divine Needles, instantly striking his head, heart, Dantian, and several other places.
When the Phantom Divine Needles was activated, the fluctuations were very faint, making it difficult to detect unless one was very careful, making it an excellent Magical Artifact for sneak attacks.
Zhao Qi was arrogant and overconfident, seeing Li Feiyu's low Realm, he thought victory was assured, thus his mind relaxed, which gave Li Feiyu the opportunity.
Zhao Qi's eyes quickly dimmed. He pointed at Li Feiyu but couldn't speak, then his Aura completely vanished, and he fell to the ground.
Li Feiyu smiled coldly, then shouted, "Fellow Daoists, what are you waiting for? Charge!"
"Ghost Spirit Sect Cultivators are nothing special!"
Li Feiyu's killing of Zhao Qi greatly encouraged everyone. Even a seventh-level Qi Condensation Cultivator could defeat a tenth-level Qi Condensation Cultivator, so it seemed Ghost Spirit Sect Cultivators were indeed not that impressive.
Their confidence greatly increased, though only a few remained exceptionally cautious, feeling that there were many tricks involved in Li Feiyu's victory.
However, everyone began to attack. If they missed this opportunity, they would probably only have death or submission to the Ghost Spirit Sect.
Wang Chan snorted coldly, glaring at the Foundation Establishment Cultivator beside him, "Look at who you chose, a good-for-nothing!"
"Young Sect Master, that kid definitely has some tricks up his sleeve. Perhaps he's pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger."
Wang Chan thought for a moment, "That kid must have a lot of good things on him. You go personally and capture him for me."
"Don't worry, Young Sect Master, I won't disappoint you."
"You better not, otherwise you don't need to come back!"
Wang Chan remained seated on the treasure ship, as steady as Mount Tai, watching the Ghost Spirit Sect Cultivators battle the Loose Cultivators.
Various Magical Artifacts and Spells flew across the sky, colorful and dazzling. The space vibrated continuously, and explosions resounded non-stop.
From time to time, people were struck down in the air, falling to the ground, their lives unknown.
The clever ones, as they fought, all moved outwards, and Li Feiyu was one of them.
However, seeing a Ghost Spirit Sect Foundation Establishment Cultivator flying fiercely towards him, he immediately fled on his sword.
With the full power of a Qi Condensation Great Perfection Cultivator, his sword-flying speed was astonishing.
"Qi Condensation Great Perfection?! He really was pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger!"
The Ghost Spirit Sect Foundation Establishment Cultivator sneered, "Trying to run? Let's see how you run out of my Five Fingers Mountain!"
He also burst forth with full power, instantly closing a long distance, and as time passed, the distance continued to shrink.
Li Feiyu looked back, his face filled with dread.
"Good, good, there's only one Foundation Establishment Cultivator."