Serpent Ancestor

There was one more thing Xu Hei hadn’t told anyone.

He possessed a Star Compass. The more Spirit Stones he used, the faster it would go. At full speed, it would take only a day for a round trip, a fact he had kept to himself.

”Sect Master, Huang Tiancheng from Yan Dao Sect requests an audience.”

Suddenly, a disciple’s voice came from outside the hall.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall stood up, looking at each other in disbelief, their eyes wide open.

”Huang Tiancheng? That old scoundrel dares to come here?” Yu Huang’s eyes were bloodshot, his anger rising to a boiling point.

They were just planning to settle scores, and now their mortal enemy had come knocking on their door.

”Perfect timing. Let me go out and chop off that old dog’s head!”

Liu Yunjing stood up abruptly, a gleaming broadsword appearing in his hand, exuding a murderous aura.

Huang Tiancheng was the one who set up the Spirit Absorption Formation, draining the sect’s Spiritual Qi, causing them such heavy losses.

If it weren’t for Yan Dao Sect’s involvement, they wouldn’t have lost so many people or fallen into such dire straits so quickly.

If it weren’t for the depletion of Spiritual Qi, Xiao Chou and Wang Ding might have had a chance to reach Divine Transformation.

Their mortal enemy dared to come to them, and everyone was eager to skin him alive and tear him apart.

”It’s likely an External Incarnation. His true self probably wouldn’t dare to show up,” Night Owl pondered.

”Let’s go out and see,” Daoist Sparrow suggested.

Immediately, all the high-ranking cultivators in the hall left and rushed towards the mountain gate.

Outside the mountain gate of the Divine Puppet Sect.

Huang Tiancheng stood respectfully outside the gate in a Daoist robe. Upon seeing the crowd arrive, he quickly cupped his hands in salute.

”Huang Tiancheng from Yan Dao Sect greets all fellow Daoists!” Huang Tiancheng said.

Liu Yunjing gripped the sword hilt and drew it fiercely. With a loud ”clang,” a blade light shot out, slicing over Huang Tiancheng’s head.

Everyone held their breath, watching the scene intently.

Moments later, Huang Tiancheng’s hat split in two, and his white hair fell, leaving him bald.

”Old dog Huang, tell me, how do you want to die?”

Liu Yunjing’s voice was cold and sinister, the fierce blade light reflecting off Huang Tiancheng’s shiny forehead.

He suppressed his anger, refraining from delivering a fatal blow immediately.

Huang Tiancheng lowered his head and said, ”I understand your feelings. I didn’t come today to apologize but to... propose a deal.”

Given their enmity, no matter how he apologized, the Divine Puppet Sect would never accept it.

A deal was different. Whether friend or foe, as long as the terms were right and beneficial, a deal could be made.

”A deal? How can we be sure you’re genuine and not trying to deceive us?” Daoist Sparrow asked.

”I will naturally show my sincerity.”

Huang Tiancheng’s gaze was resolute as he looked at someone in the crowd and said, ”Fellow Daoist, could you step forward?”

The person he looked at was Xu Hei.

Everyone else looked over as well, and someone secretly transmitted a message, ”Be careful of his trickery.”

Xu Hei understood and, with a flash, appeared in front of Huang Tiancheng.

Huang Tiancheng looked at the person before him, exhaled slowly, and solemnly said, ”To show my sincerity, I am willing to offer my soul blood to this person. My life and death will be entirely in his hands.”

With that, Huang Tiancheng touched his forehead, and a drop of crystal-clear blood shot out, hovering in front of Xu Hei.

Seeing this, everyone fell silent.

Their eyes widened with confusion and disbelief. Initially, they suspected the soul blood was fake, but after probing with their Divine Sense, they confirmed it was indeed Huang Tiancheng’s soul blood.

This also confirmed that this was not an External Incarnation but his true self present.

Huang Tiancheng’s face turned pale, and he said, ”Is this sincerity enough?”

Xu Hei furrowed his brow, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes, and said, ”You should know, the enmity between you and our sect is irreconcilable. Doing this is of no benefit to you. Whoever holds your soul blood could destroy it in an instant, and you would perish with it.”

Huang Tiancheng smiled bitterly, ”To seek a slim chance of survival, what does this cost matter?”

Back then, to seek a slim chance of survival, he joined the Four Sects Alliance to attack the Divine Continent Star.

If he hadn’t done so, Yan Dao Sect might have already been reduced to ruins, destroyed first.

Now, he was also seeking a slim chance of survival, willing to risk his soul blood, just to show sincerity.

Before every action, he calculated countless times to find the optimal solution before taking action.

And this step was the optimal solution.

The high-ranking members of the Divine Puppet Sect looked at each other.

Huang Tiancheng had come prepared to die. Wasn’t this sincerity enough?

Nothing showed more sincerity than offering one’s life.

”Now, can we make a deal?” Huang Tiancheng asked.

After receiving nods of confirmation from everyone, Xu Hei stored the soul blood and said, ”Tell us, what do you want to trade?”

”I can reveal all the strongholds of the Four Sects Alliance, all heavily guarded places, all suspicious locations, complete with detailed maps.”

”The Blood Refining Sect, Ancient Tomb Sect, Tianhen Sword Sect, and my Yan Dao Sect—I can tell you everything I know.”

Huang Tiancheng’s words were firm, and what he said shocked everyone, causing an uproar.

They had gathered to discuss raiding the Four Sects Alliance before the Spirit Realm cultivators arrived, to kill as many as possible and seize as much as they could.

They aimed to weaken their opponents and bolster their own strength.

But they didn’t know the specifics of the Four Sects. Information from fifty years ago was outdated, and everything depended on Xu Hei’s exploration.

If Huang Tiancheng could indeed provide this information, it would be like getting a pillow when drowsy, offering tremendous assistance.

As the Sect Master of Yan Dao Sect, what information could be more detailed than what he provided?

”What do we need to offer?” Daoist Sparrow quickly asked.

”Nothing is required,” Huang Tiancheng looked at Xu Hei and said, ”I just want a promise, a promise that my sect can survive.”

He directed these words at Xu Hei.

He knew that if Xu Hei nodded, no one would oppose.

Xu Hei understood what he meant and said, ”I cannot make that decision.”

Due to Yan Dao Sect’s involvement, the Divine Puppet Sect lost countless people. How could such a matter be lightly brushed aside? How could the souls of the deceased accept it?

Even if Huang Tiancheng acted for survival, he must pay the price for his actions.

This is a truth even an ordinary mortal should understand.

To survive by taking others’ lives means others can take yours for the same reason. Killing for any reason may invite revenge; no one is born inferior, deserving to be killed.

Huang Tiancheng sighed and said, ”Even if you don’t promise, I will still provide this information. Believe it or not, you can judge for yourself.”

He took out five jade slips and handed them to Xu Hei.