Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 445: Chapter 226: A Great Tribulation Will Descend! King Yan Comes Down the Mountain

If one retains the Golden Core in the Three Palaces, ascension in the daylight to join the Immortal List.

The so-called ”Three Palaces” refer to the three major Dantians of the human body: upper, middle, and lower. These are termed as the [Primordial Palace], [Jiang Palace], and [Profound Palace] in Daoist terminology.

Along the central axis of the Wuwei Sect Ancestral Court Daoist Temple, there are three halls named after these palaces.

The Lords of the Three Palaces are all great masters of the current age, their might shaking all Daoist Sects under the heavens.

Just like the [Lord of the Jiang Palace], Ming Shenshou, whom Zhang Fan had met in Dongshan Province back then.

At this moment, inside a clubhouse on the outskirts of Yujing City, no one would have thought that the woman before Lou Hechuan was Jiang Yunxian, the [Lord of the Profound Palace] of the Wuwei Sect.

Facing Lou Hechuan’s interrogative stance, Jiang Yunxian smiled gently, her beautiful face unperturbed.

”Elder Lou, you are the leader of the Daoist Sect in Jiangnan, but it’s just a junior who died, what’s there to lose your composure over? Where has all your Qi Cultivation practice gone?”

”Just? Merely?” Lou Hechuan’s eyes widened, suppressing his agitated emotions, he said in a low voice, ”That wasn’t just an ordinary junior...”

”Meng Qinghuan was sent by the Daoist Alliance Headquarters, she was a trusted aide of Jiang Wansui, and moreover, a top disciple of Qi Yun Mountain...”

”You should know how difficult it is to cultivate a Great Master level expert. Not to mention that she was also a member of the Divine Power Association.”

Lou Hechuan’s beard trembled. Meng Qinghuan’s background was too complex; her identity ensured that her death would stir up a great storm.

”Divine Power Association... What a pity, I should have let this girl die at the hands of Ming Shenshou.” Jiang Yunxian chuckled lightly.

At this point, Jiang Yunxian’s gaze sharpened into a fine line as she looked at Lou Hechuan.

”Elder Lou, someone of your status would be considered a high-ranking official in ancient times, and that girl could be considered an imperial envoy.”

”Do you think she came to Yujing merely to investigate a mere Yin Hu?”

”She was someone close to Jiang Wansui.”

”You mean...” Lou Hechuan’s eyebrows twitched, calming down instantly.

”The Daoist Alliance Headquarters has its eyes on Jiangnan Province?”

He had considered this possibility, but that trace of wishful thinking made him feel it was improbable.

”Elder Lou, we’ve been friends for a long time, let me give you a word of advice.”

”What?” Lou Hechuan asked instinctively.

”Loyalty that is not absolute is absolutely disloyal; those who try to play both sides generally do not end well,” Jiang Yunxian laughed lightly.

At these words, Lou Hechuan’s expression changed suddenly. He glared at Jiang Yunxian and sneered, ”You’re telling me this now? Planning to burn bridges after crossing the river?”

”Elder Lou, as I said, we are friends, and I naturally won’t let you walk down a dead-end path.”

”Over the years, you have also done many things for me.”

”But killing Meng Qinghuan shouldn’t have happened. It’s as if you pierced the heavens, do you know the consequences of this? You’re not helping me, you’re harming me.” Lou Hechuan gritted his teeth.

He could already imagine the wrath of the Daoist Alliance Headquarters upon learning of Meng Qinghuan’s demise.

”Consequences? Nothing but storm and bloodshed.” Jiang Yunxian laughed.

Especially when mentioning ”storm and bloodshed,” the smile on her face became even more radiant.

”You... do you intend to...” Lou Hechuan’s eyes lightly trembled as he looked at Jiang Yunxian in disbelief.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that Meng Qinghuan’s death seemed to be just a trigger. In Jiang Yunxian’s eyes, such a small person was unimportant; what mattered was the subsequent reaction of the Daoist Alliance.

”Jiazi Demon-Vanquishing... The world has been at peace for sixty years. If not for Chu Chaoran emerging out of nowhere back then, how could the Jiuzhou Daoist Sect have its present glory?” Jiang Yunxian’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, the smile on her face gradually fading.

”Don’t forget, Chu Chaoran is still alive; he is the pillar of the Daoist Sect. Would you dare to recklessly start a conflict?” Lou Hechuan gritted his teeth.

”Pure Yang Wuji... How many dream of it? Chu Chaoran is the greatest reliance of the Daoist Sect, yet he’s also its biggest weakness. Once he’s gone, the lofty tower will crumble instantly,” Jiang Yunxian smiled.

”You’re speaking nonsense.” Lou Hechuan said in a deep voice.

”Sixty years ago, on the East Peak of Mount Tai, on the eve of the great battle, the Three Corpses Daoist had already seen his end. He once said that the next sixty years would be the era of Chu Chaoran, Pure Yang Wuji, invincible under the heavens...”

At this, Lou Hechuan’s complexion changed.

”Was the cultivation of the Three Corpses Daoist truly so terrifying? He foresaw his end, knowing he would die yet daring to attend?”

Lou Hechuan found it hard to understand. Being able to glimpse a corner of the future was already a phenomenal skill, yet he faced life and death with composure, which was beyond his comprehension.

”The Three Corpses Daoist also said that the sixty-year cycle would be the day Chu Chaoran would face his tribulation.”

”Will it happen, will it not? The seventy-third generation will have a halt, and this halt is likely to fall upon Chu Chaoran.” Jiang Yunxian spoke softly.

”Are you saying Chu Chaoran will face a great tribulation?”

Lou Hechuan’s expression shifted slightly, finding it hard to believe.

Chu Chaoran was already a supreme figure of this era, Pure Yang Wuji, the number one under heaven. What kind of tribulation could such a person possibly face?

”Even Zhenren are human; as long as they are in this Red Dust, they will have tribulations.”

Jiang Yunxian’s eyes turned serious: ”Now everyone is waiting, we are waiting, you are waiting, waiting for this greatest variable... waiting for the day Chu Chaoran faces his tribulation...”

At this, Jiang Yunxian looked at Lou Hechuan and chuckled softly: ”This is the extent of what I can reveal to you, my sincerity...”

”Before that day arrives, the heavens won’t collapse.”

Lou Hechuan’s expression changed repeatedly, and after pondering for a long while, he said, ”The Daoist Alliance Headquarters will not let this go; they will send people to Jiangnan Province, to Yujing City.”