After conquering the Lingxiu Mountain Sect, Wei Dongliu quickly sent people to notify the Yunxue Mountain and Zhuiyue Mountain Sects to convene a sect meeting of the Fansheng Dao.

Soon, Li Zhaolie, the head of Yunxue Mountain, and Zhao He, the head of Zhuiyue Mountain, arrived with the Nascent Soul elders and Golden Core True Immortals of the two sects.

When these people arrived at the meeting place, they saw Wei Dongliu sitting calmly on a rough throne made of polished stone, with one hand supporting his chin and a sword placed horizontally on his knees - that was the Wanxiang Juexian Sword.

Jiang Li stood beside them, looking at this side with a smile.

A few steps behind the two of them were several Nascent Soul elders of the Lingxiu Mountain Sect, as well as all the Jindan cultivators.

"Master Wei called us here, what's the matter?" Li Zhaolie, who had a hot temper, was the first to bow and ask.

Although he bowed, his expression was extremely impatient, as if he didn't want to talk to Wei Dongliu at all.

The old man Zhao He had a calm expression. He just stood aside without saying a word, waiting for Wei Dongliu's answer.

"Old Ancestor Xuehai said earlier that he wanted me to take charge of the Mortal Path." Wei Dongliu remained on the throne in a thoughtful posture and said leisurely, "I wonder how the two masters are preparing? Have the sect's monks' documents and cultivation manuals been sorted out?"

"Hmph!" Li Zhaolie said nothing, just folded his arms and sneered.

"Master Li, you seem to have something against me?" Wei Dongliu asked quietly.

"How dare you!" Li Zhaolie said angrily, "Who dares to go against the Blood Sea Ancestor? Don't you want to live?"

"Oh." Wei Dongliu remained calm, "Then if the Blood Sea Ancestor doesn't say anything, will you be dissatisfied?"

"Yunxue Mountain has been built to its current size through the painstaking efforts of our ancestors!" Li Zhaolie said angrily, "Every disciple and every spiritual stone is the result of countless efforts of Yunxue Mountain monks. How can we easily hand it over to someone of unknown origin!"

"Good!" Wei Dongliu clapped his hands and laughed.

I still remember when I first came here and the Blood Sea Patriarch first mentioned this matter, Xu Ruyan was friendly and enthusiastic, Li Zhaolie was indifferent and resistant, and Zhao He was silent.

Later, after hearing the hint from Witch Jiang, Wei Dongliu realized that Sect Leader Xu had actually colluded with Elder Cai E to capture Witch Jiang as bait in order to lure Wei Dongliu into a trap.

All I can say is that you can only know a person’s face but not his heart.

After returning to Mount Wutai, Wei Dongliu almost opened champagne to celebrate when he heard that Xu Ruyan was most likely dead... Of course, there was no champagne in the world of cultivation. In his opinion, Xu Ruyan was most likely not dead, and the so-called life lamp was extinguished just to escape.

Lingxiushan didn't know what crime this man had committed, but Wei Dongliu knew it clearly.

Compared to the hypocritical Xu Ruyan, an irritable and brainless character like Li Zhaolie does not seem like a person who speaks sweet words but has a sharp tongue.

Of course, it is also possible that he is a spy from Hell... Let’s not discuss that for now.

Wei Dongliu turned his mind and looked at Zhao He, the head of the Falling Moon Sect:

"Master Zhao, what else do you have to say?"

Zhao He stood there with his cane and said calmly:

"Since this is the order of Blood Sea Ancestor, everyone in Falling Moon Sect will obey."

Since it is the order of the immortal, that is to say, without the order of the immortal, the attitude of Falling Moon Mountain is similar to that of Yunxue Mountain.

Wei Dongliu sneered a few times and said:

"Okay, since Master Li is not convinced, I will make him admit his defeat first. In the devil's way, strength is everything, or does Master Li intend to deny it until his death?"

"As long as you can kill me, you can take Yunxue Mountain!" Li Zhaolie was indeed provoked and shouted angrily.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang." Wei Dongliu said indifferently, "It's really dirty for me to deal with such a fool. You go and test his strength."

"Let me try." Jiang Li smiled secretly, "But who were you calling just now, Brother Daoist Jiang? Why don't I know this person?"

Wei Dongliu suddenly felt a little embarrassed and whispered:

"This is not it, we haven't officially become Taoist couples yet!"

"Oh my." Jiang Li'an clapped his hands and pretended to be surprised and said, "That's not good! Fellow Daoist Wei is not married yet, so doesn't that mean he doesn't have a wife willing to do the dirty work for him? There is no other way, I can only ask Fellow Daoist Wei to do it himself."

Wei Dongliu: ...

"Good... that is, good wife." He could only lower his voice and said with a stiff upper lip, "Please help me test the strength of that man."

"Hmm!" Jiang Li'an smiled sweetly as if she had eaten candy, "Okay, husband. Do you want me to beat him into pieces? Or half dead? Or three-quarters dead? Or just defeat him?"

Wei Dongliu pondered for a moment and said:

"If I can injure him, I can just use the Myriad Immortal Sword. But if I kill someone in the competition, I won't be able to show my ability after all."

"I understand." Jiang Li smiled secretly, "Then let him embarrass himself."

When she came on stage, she heard Li Zhaolie sneer:

"Why, Master Wei doesn't want to do it himself, but wants to hide behind a woman?"

Before Wei Dongliu could speak, Jiang Li'an smiled softly and said:

"Master Li, please be patient. My husband is the master of the Mortal Dao, but you are only the master of the Yunxue Mountain Sect within the Mortal Dao. It is naturally unreasonable for you to challenge my husband right away."

"As long as you can get past me, you can challenge my husband."

"Okay!" Li Zhaolie was too lazy to talk nonsense and quickly put his magic power into practice.

Suddenly, a hurricane arose from the ground, mixed with countless cold air and snowflakes, and quickly cut towards Jiang Li'an like a blade.

The magic power of Yunxueshan seems to be just the art of wind and snow, but there is turbid air mixed in the wind and snow.

No matter whether it hits the body of a cultivator or a magic weapon or flying sword, this fierce cold air mixed with turbid air will freeze them immediately, causing the magic weapon or flying sword to lose its spirituality due to the cold, and the cultivator's meridians will be blocked, or even the flesh and blood will be necrotic, which is difficult to cure with medicine.

However, Jiang Li'an did not defend or dodge, but just raised one hand to his lips and blew gently at Li Zhaolie.

All the snow and wind in the sky were blown back immediately with her light breath.

The cultivators on the opposite Yunxue Mountain were all horrified, but Wei Dongliu keenly scanned and found out that Jiang Li'an used some extremely advanced illusion to influence and even indirectly control Li Zhaolie.

The snow and wind were not blown away by Jiang Li'an, but were controlled by Li Zhaolie to roll back - judging from his appearance, he hadn't even realized that he was under an illusion.

It was not until Li Zhaolie was hit hard by his wind and snow technique and his whole body was covered with thick frost that he came to his senses as if awakened from a dream. His rough face was frozen purple, his teeth were chattering, and he said in horror:

"You, what kind of evil method is that..."

"It's just a trifle, not worth mentioning." Jiang Li'an narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice suddenly turned cold. "You can't even deal with such a trick, and you still want to provoke my husband. Where does Master Li get the face to do this?"

"It's better to go back and practice hard as soon as possible to avoid further embarrassment!"