adbindia Chapter 1675 - 1680: Made Public
Chapter 1675 - 1680: Made Public
The Sect Master of the Desolate Earth Sect, Lang Zhanfeng, began to speak: "Reporting to the Hall Master, this time we were obstructed by people from the Qingyun Sect. I even sent someone to communicate with them, but they directly refused us entry. Please, Sect Master, stand up for us!"
Upon hearing Lang Zhanfeng’s words, the Hall Master of the Divine Desolate Hall, Huang Xiaotian, paused in surprise, furrowing his brow, "This situation might be difficult to handle..."
"Sect Master, if we let this matter drop, it’s probably not going to end well. The Qingyun Sect people are truly arrogant, daring to block our people from doing business. It seems they want to incite a war!" Lang Zhanfeng, the Sect Master of Desolate Earth Sect, harbored a sly thought. He wanted to provoke a confrontation between Huang Xiaotian and Qingyun Mountain, so they would have no time to bother with the Desolate Earth Sect.
He was aware, however, of one thing: that the people of the Divine Desolate Hall have long been at odds with the Qingyun Sect.
Huang Xiaotian furrowed his brow and asked, "This time, are the people in the Lower Realm from the Qingyun Sect an Elder or a Disciple?"
Lang Zhanfeng promptly replied, "Reporting to the Hall Master, a Disciple."
"Disciple..."
Huang Xiaotian asked, "In that case, what do you suggest as a solution?"
On hearing Huang Xiaotian’s question, Lang Zhanfeng feigned reluctance, "Reporting to the Hall Master, I truly have no brilliant ideas..."
"No ideas? With no ideas, why should I keep you around?" Huang Xiaotian said coldly.
Upon hearing Huang Xiaotian’s words, Lang Zhanfeng trembled slightly. This guy was so unpredictable—shouldn’t he ask himself again, giving him a chance to speak his mind?
Lang Zhanfeng dared not delay, for fear Huang Xiaotian would swat him to death if he hesitated. Therefore he quickly suggested, "Reporting to the Hall Master, I just thought of a plan—don’t know if it’s feasible or not."
Huang Xiaotian laughed, "Seems without pressure, you all lack motivation. Tell me then, what’s the plan? If it works, you shall be rewarded richly!"
Hearing Huang Xiaotian’s words, Lang Zhanfeng murmured to himself, "Richly rewarded, just don’t kill me and that’s reward enough. I don’t expect your favor."
Lang Zhanfeng spoke up with his idea, "Reporting to the Hall Master, I think we should make this matter public—let the people of the Upper Realm search for the Divine Artifact. Then..."
"Then you’re sure the Divine Artifact will end up in our hands?" Huang Xiaotian had surely considered this matter. But the Upper Realm is vast, with many powerful experts in seclusion for centuries. If they learn of this news, the notion of the Divine Desolate Hall obtaining the Divine Artifact would be a joke.
"Hall Master, I’ve thought about this. We can proceed by notifying the Upper Realm, making everyone aware. Many experts reside there. Given this, we shall exploit them, but Nascent Soul Realm experts, I assume, won’t engage in Lower Realm activities much. After all, the stronger the expert, the more the Lower Realm suppresses them."
"If they descend to the Lower Realm, they won’t be much different than ordinary cultivators and dying there would make their efforts worthless, wouldn’t it?"
"Indeed, but what if someone else seizes it first?" Huang Xiaotian asked.
At this moment, Lang Zhanfeng laughed again, "If that happens, even better. If it comes to that, we can strike immediately!"
Listening to Lang Zhanfeng’s words, Huang Xiaotian frowned, "So what you mean is..."
"Reporting to the Sect Master, I suggest sending sect disciples just to monitor Lin Fei. Lin Fei is the owner of the Divine Artifact; if anyone obtains the Divine Artifact, we’ll be the first to know."
Lang Zhanfeng added, "Hall Master, you mustn’t forget that we were the first to learn of Lin Fei possessing the Divine Artifact—this favors us greatly, so... Please, Hall Master, make your decision."
Huang Xiaotian weighed the pros and cons in his mind, finally biting the bullet as he slammed the table and said, "In that case, I’ll leave this matter to you. I’m counting on you. From now on, you’ll be an Outer Elder of the Divine Desolate Hall. Here is the token."
An Outer Elder of the Divine Desolate Hall is indeed a supreme honor, akin to an acceptance letter from a prestigious university, enough to drive Lang Zhanfeng mad.
Long after Huang Xiaotian left, Lang Zhanfeng finally came to his senses, excitedly looking at the token in his hand, and said, "Heh, I don’t believe the Qingyun Sect will keep bouncing like this. Once the Upper Realm people learn of the Divine Artifact in the Lower Realm, they’ll flock down like dumplings, rushing to the Lower Realm."
Things unfolded as Lang Zhanfeng expected. He revealed the news of the Divine Artifact in the Lower Realm, quickly spreading throughout the desolate lands and beyond.
Soon, many across the continent knew of the Divine Artifact in the Lower Realm. Though some expressed doubt, belief was more prevalent as they were oblivious to conditions in the Lower Realm.
Yet they knew the Lower Realm wasn’t entirely safe, especially the Nascent Soul Realm experts who realized their odds weren’t favorable in the Lower Realm. Having heard stories from many comrades regarding the Lower Realm, Nascent Soul Realm experts were scarce in the Lower Realm.
Golden Core Realm cultivators started preparing to descend, and several forces in the Upper Realm began gearing up to send disciples below, to see if the Divine Artifact truly existed.
Lin Fei and his companions remained in their peaceful lives, living richly. But suddenly today, they sensed a swarm of auras filling the realm, rendering everyone dumbstruck!
This powerful energy appeared out of nowhere, Lin Fei hardly expected so many people in the Lower Realm, feeling the Divine Stone in his hand shine, glow, and heat—the energies continually wandering the Lower Realm.
"What the hell is going on?" Lin Fei didn’t understand why so many people descended here suddenly—there must be something amiss!
"Lin Fei, what should we do?" Zhang Fan looked to Lin Fei. The notion of them eliminating those Upper Realm visitors seemed practically impossible.
Lin Fei sighed, "It seems I can only ask for help from my senior brother!"
"Your senior brother? Who is he? Is he that powerful?" Zhang Fan wasn’t quite sure—Lin Fei’s senior brother should be from the Lower Realm, right?
Meanwhile, Lin Yu scoffed, "Even asking your senior brother won’t help. This group from the Upper Realm obviously has a purpose and weren’t just incited. A group like this, your Lower Realm folks simply can’t contend—surrender."
Upon hearing Lin Yu’s remark, Lin Fei chuckled softly, "I never surrender to fate."