Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 1247: Revised - 750 An Unfavorable Start

North Continent, Half-falling Cliff. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

The peak of the cliff resembled an eagle’s beak, clutching the fiery red sun.

Below was an endless mountain range, lush and verdant, shrouded in immortal aura, a truly picturesque scene of the human world.

This place was the training ground of Lingxu Cave, with Cave Master Lingxu Zi, who was taught by the Upper Pure Sect Leader and cultivated to the Second Rank Primordial Great Luo Golden Immortal, having five disciples and two children under him, with countless other followers residing in this place.

It was late evening, within the Immortal Mountain Cave Mansion.

The man appeared middle-aged, his features upright, with a goatee hanging down to his chest, dressed in a Purple Cloud Taoist Robe, his demeanor transcendental, exuding the air of an immortal.

He looked forward calmly, only to see a young lady in peach-colored silk rushing into the mansion, her delicate face adorned with a dot of vermillion on her forehead.

The vermillion mark signified the awakening ceremony, a rite of passage for new disciples. This girl had clearly achieved much in her Taoist cultivation, enough to found her own lineage and be called an ancestral master, yet she kept the vermillion mark because she was the most favored junior sister in the sect, called Ling Su.

She had not yet stood still and had already poured herself a cup of clear tea, moistening her throat while speaking, "Senior Brother, do you remember a few days ago when Crane Child from Qingguang Cave said that two disciples from the Southern Continent had fled and sought refuge under Qing Guang Martial Uncle?"

"I remember."

True Master Yun Miao waited until she finished her tea before responding softly.

"These destitutes did nothing in their own land and came to our North Continent seeking advantages." Ling Su put down the teacup and spat in discontent.

"The Sumeru Mountain of the Southern Continent is powerful. They were already living under someone else’s roof and were too far from our sect to learn the Great Skill. What you said is somewhat biased."

True Master Yun Miao shook his head, not agreeing with his junior sister’s view, but also not intending to argue over such trivial matters, so he changed the topic directly, "Why did you suddenly bring this up?"

"For what else, they’ve come to seek advantages from us."

Ling Su pouted disdainfully, "Just now a disciple reported that a cultivator had come to the bottom of Half-falling Cliff, claiming to be from the Divine Void Lineage of the Southern Continent, seeking to meet the master."

"Divine Void Lineage?" True Master Yun Miao furrowed his brows, showing a hint of confusion.

"It’s that six-winged silkworm that luckily attained the Way."

Ling Su sat on the jade chair, tapping the armrest with her index finger, "A demonic root, even acting as a child in other caves would be the best it could do. Yet it created its own lineage and became an ancestral master, shamelessly using the name of our Three Immortals Sect, and probably has disciples who are also snakes and rats."

"..."

True Master Yun Miao pondered for a moment, not refuting this time.

The sect valued its reputation and there was no need to keep such a person, lest others mock them.

With this in mind, he asked, "How did you arrange it?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Su chuckled softly, raising her eyebrows, "I ordered a disciple to find him a random cave mansion to rest for a few days, neglecting him like this. It won’t be long before he knows the embarrassment and returns where he came from, not daring to seek advantages."

Seeing her junior sister’s complacent look, True Master Yun Miao could only smile wryly.

He understood what she was concerned about.

The efforts of the many sect members in the North Continent had finally paid off, and now it was time to reap the rewards. With every additional person, the rest would have to give up some shares.

Forget Qing Guang Martial Uncle, since Crane Child went to the Southern Continent to deliver the decree back then, those disciples were considered working for Qingguang Cave. If any benefits came their way, Qingguang Lineage would obviously take the lion’s share, and they should bear some responsibility if problems arose.

After all, those two were legitimate Immortal Disciples.

The situation was different for the one at the bottom of their mountain.

Besides, if the master took in another disciple, Ling Su would no longer be the little junior sister.

One could understand her resentment.

"I see. You handle it as you see fit."

True Master Yun Miao waved his hand, not pursuing the matter further, "By the way, how is your own project going?"

Mentioning this, Ling Su immediately became excited, "I have discussed it with fellow Taoists from other caves. They plan to yield the area around Heavenly Tower Mountain in Kaiyuan Prefecture to me as my training ground."

"I’ve already sent disciples to place Lifeless Rice and Green Jade Bottles for relief. In a few years, I’ll arrange for a Great Demon to station there. Once it’s done, I’ll establish the True Monarch Ling Su Temple, and that piece of land will be mine."

Though the place was not large.

With her experience and cultivation, managing to secure a spot in this calamity was already extremely difficult. Moreover, having it as a training ground meant eternal support. Slowly accumulating like this would be enough for her to break through to the Second Rank.

"Well done."

True Master Yun Miao sighed, compared to his junior sister, his troubles were greater.

Securing such a small place as Ling Su did was not satisfactory given his cultivation level, but to compete for more would also be nearly impossible for his master, as his position in the sect wasn’t enough to intimidate others.

Not achieving the highest, not settling for the lowest, that was his greatest worry.

As the senior brother and sister chatted idly.

Down at the Half-falling Cliff, guided by a disciple of the Three Immortals Sect, a tall figure clad in white walked leisurely into the boundless mountain range.

...

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

Ling Su took the opportunity to consult her senior brother on many matters of cultivation, gaining some insights into changes. She was nearly at the sixty-six mark, and with the Emperor’s Aura accumulated from recent relief efforts, she was on the verge of a breakthrough, feeling immensely pleased.

"Farewell, Senior Brother. I must return to my training ground to avoid being troubled by those who do not understand the rules."

She turned and cupped her hands, ready to summon her magic artifact and leave swiftly.