Chapter 570: It’s hard to be a Zhizong, the Lu clan accepts new members
After hearing Zheng Fa's question, the gods of the Yunluo tribe were speechless and fell into silence.
Yes, why does Jiushan Sect want them?
Zheng Fa's words can be translated as - I am not here to persuade you to surrender, but to give you a chance.
Pure PUA.
But it was also his true opinion. Although the people from the Yunluo clan were powerful, they were not that important to the Jiushan Sect today.
Jiushan Sect was willing to give them a chance. On the one hand, they wanted to cause chaos in Haori Mountain. A Haori Mountain in internal turmoil would always be easier to deal with.
On the other hand, there is a mountain protection formation aimed at Haori Mountain.
Because the power of the formation of Venerable Tianhe and Monk Xuanwei was so unforgettable.
This is especially true for Haori Mountain.
Their mountain protection formation, called the Golden Sun Burning Sky Formation, is spread across the entire Haori Mountain.
Zheng Fa has not yet fully grasped its power and function:
This formation has always been controlled only by the direct descendants of the Lu clan. Perhaps Yun Zhenxian knows some details, but the upper echelons of the Yun clan have no chance to come into contact with it. It can be said to be a secret of the Haori Mountain Sect.
However, no matter how strong the mountain protection formation is, it can be easily breached from within.
The Yunluo clan and the other clan may be of no use to the Jiushan Sect, but to Haori Mountain, they could be fatal.
Everyone looked around, and only Yun Fan figured it out. He asked Zheng Fa, "Master Shi, do you have any ideas?"
"I've dealt with Zheng Fa of the Jiushan Sect before. Although they don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, they don't want just anyone."
What Zheng Fa said sounded like the truth.
But the people from the Yunluo tribe didn't find it strange: Shi Nandang was almost the first person in the entire Haori Mountain to get to know Zheng Fa, and he knew the most about the Jiushan Sect within the sect.
"Besides, even if they are willing to take you in, are you willing to be like those casual cultivators?"
Luo Yun said honestly, "Of course I don't want to."
Haori Mountain has always respected the three tribes. The gods of the Yunluo and other tribes have long been accustomed to being high and mighty. Asking them to start from scratch will also make them feel a little uncomfortable.
"So don't ask them whether they are willing to take you in, but ask yourself, what do they want, and what can you do for the Jiushan Sect?"
A member of the Yun Clan suddenly realized: "Pledge of surrender... The Jiushan Sect wants Haori Mountain?"
Yun Fan shook his head and said, "Hao Ri Mountain is just a facade. They want spirit stones, spirit veins, and people... They also want to minimize losses, preferably without sacrificing a single soldier."
Most of these people who were able to cultivate to the level of God and take charge of their clans were not stupid. After a while, someone said that they had figured it out:
"Xianzong?"
As soon as these two words came out, everyone in the cave fell silent, as if everyone was hesitant.
Everyone exchanged glances, and one person at the table gritted his teeth and shouted, "The Lu Clan can offer their fellow disciples to the Demon Ancestor, so why can't we?"
These words finally made most people's faces change slightly.
Then the man said again: "We have no choice!"
Everyone in the cave finally made up their minds and bowed to Zheng Fa, saying, "Shizu, can you really convince the Jiushan Sect?"
"I can guarantee it."
The Yunluo clan and the other clan exchanged glances, realizing that this Stone Ancestor had probably already had connections with the Jiushan Sect. If it were in the past, they would naturally reject him, but now, this connection has become their life-saving straw!
"Please give me some instructions, Stone Ancestor!"
"The Lu Clan wants a blood sacrifice, and I think the Jiushan Sect wants people. A destroyed Haori Mountain is of no value to them." Zheng Fa said bluntly, "Remember, you are not betraying the sect, but protecting your fellow disciples and preserving the fire of Haori Mountain."
"yes!"
"The treasury and the secret treasures must be kept under close watch."
"I understand!"
"Do you know anything about the Golden Sun Burning Heaven Formation?"
"Master Shi, besides the direct descendants of the Lu clan, only our clan's Saint Ancestor could control this formation."
Zheng Fa remembered that Yun Zhenxian seemed to be from the Lu clan.
He was not in a hurry, as the Lu clan had direct descendants and the Jiushan Sect also had them.
When everyone left the Shinandang Cave, the sky of Haori Mountain changed.
…
Several disciples of the Lu clan, escorting a group of wandering cultivators, were heading towards the back mountain of Haori Mountain.
Those wandering cultivators had iron chains tied around their waists, their expressions were numb, and they stumbled and struggled as they moved forward on the mountain path.
The faint sound of weeping echoed in the mountains, and combined with the cold mountain wind, it seemed even more desperate.
"It's much harder for us to catch people now than before."
A disciple of the Lu clan complained in a low voice.
"Don't worry, our Haori Mountain is so big, we can't catch all the people."
"The monks are not that easy to catch."
Behind the Lu clan disciples, the wandering cultivators raised their eyes.
The snow on the top of Haori Mountain shines with an eternal golden light, which is one of the most conspicuous symbols of Haori Mountain.
In the past, when they looked at this golden light, they always felt yearning, envy and longing.
But now, these wandering cultivators only felt that the golden light was full of bloody smell, which was disgusting.
"If it weren't for the Yun and Luo people, we wouldn't have lost so many people..."
"Shut up!"
A leading Lu clan disciple in front suddenly shouted.
When everyone looked up, they saw a pretty figure with a group of people blocking the mountain road. It was Luo Yun.
"Fairy Yun!"
They dared to curse behind their backs, but in person, these Lu clan disciples all bowed and saluted.
Luo Yun looked at those listless cultivators, and recalled the despair he felt when the poisonous insects crawled past him that day. He waved his hand, and the Luo clan disciples behind him rushed out, making hand gestures and untying the chains around the waists of these cultivators.
"What are you doing?"
A Yuanying from the Lu clan was about to take action to stop them, but his hair stood on end. In a blink of an eye, he saw Luo Yun holding a short spear and preparing to attack them.
"Fairy Yun! Who gave you the courage to stop my Lu clan from doing what they want? Are you trying to stir up civil unrest?"
Even though the three tribes were almost at odds with each other, these Lu people had never expected that the Yunluo tribe would actually dare to fight openly.
They have never suffered such injustice in Haori Mountain!
Luo Yun sneered in his heart, when you arrested my Yun people before, didn’t you think about civil unrest?
She also understood that the Lu clan had a special status in Haori Mountain and never put her in the same category as the other two clans. In their eyes, she was the master of Haori Mountain. There were some things that the Lu clan could do but the Yunluo clan could not.
But today, she is going to show them!
"On the orders of Shizu, release them!"
Luo Yun's voice was cold as he stared at the Lu clan disciples, somewhat expecting them to resist.
When the Lu Clan disciples heard this and saw their eager looks, they gritted their teeth and said, "Shi Nandang...Okay, let's go!"
They understood and gave up on these independent cultivators.
Luo Yun looked at their receding backs, her heart filled with the pleasure of revenge.
Those cultivators whose chains had been untied fell to the ground. Even though they were completely limp and powerless, they kowtowed desperately, saying, "Thank you, Fairy, for saving me..."
Luo Yun turned around and looked at the wandering cultivators, and heard them say, "Haori Mountain, it turns out there are such compassionate people as the Fairy."
Luo Yun was silent. She didn't care about these independent cultivators. Firstly, it was to attack the Lu clan, and secondly, it was to preserve the strength of Hao Ri Mountain in order to please Jiushan Sect.
At this moment, looking at the overly sincere gratitude of this group of casual cultivators, he actually felt a little embarrassed.
After sending off these grateful wandering cultivators, a Luo clan disciple behind her said, "Our Haori Mountain should have been an immortal gate..."
Luo Yun remained silent, but inexplicably felt that she seemed to have obtained something unexpected.
…
There is a mountain in Haori Mountain named Qianqi Peak. There are more than a hundred caves on the peak, all of which are the treasure house of Haori Mountain.
Over the past few eras, most of the treasures of Haori Mountain have been kept in it.
Qianqi Peak is naturally an important place in Haori Mountain. In the early years, it was managed by the Lu clan's confidants. Later, the Yunluo clan rose, but most of the warehouses were still in the hands of the Lu clan, and the peak master was from the Lu clan for generations.
"Where's the Land Cruiser?"
A light shout was heard from Qianqi Peak.
"Who is making noise here?"
A middle-aged man from the Lu clan flew up. It was Lu Xun, the master of Qianqi Peak. When he raised his eyes, he saw Yun Fan standing in the air, looking at him condescendingly.
"Yunfan, you trespassed into my Qianqi Peak and made such a noise, what's the reason?"
"In compliance with the order of Shi Zu, I will take over as the master of Qianqi Peak from today!" Yun Fan said loudly.
"Shi Nandang? What a joke!" Lu Xun sneered, "When will he be able to decide the position of the master of Qianqi Peak?"
"I used to call him Stone Ancestor, but he really thought I was the Haori Ancestor?"
“Don’t even mention that he’s not a Dao Fruit yet. Even if he is, he has no right to appoint the Master of Qianqi Peak!”
Yun Fan narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "So you don't obey Shi Zu's orders?"
"What a joke. He is just a corpse. Why should I listen to him?" Lu Xun said coldly.
Yun Fan was not surprised either.
Not to mention the crucial position of the master of Qianqi Peak, the benefits involved are beyond the imagination of outsiders.
This Lu Xun is also a corpse, and it seems that he is not convinced by Shi Zu. For both public and private reasons, it is impossible for him to give up the position of Peak Master.
"Then please forgive my rudeness, nephew."
"You? You're stuck in the Yang Spirit, unable to transform into a corpse." Lu Xun seemed to be about to laugh, but also angry. "Where do you get the courage to say the word rude in front of me?"
Yun Fan smiled coldly, and purple clouds rolled behind him, obscuring the golden light on the top of Haori Mountain.
"Corpse Transmigration!" Lu Xun's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted, "When did you achieve this breakthrough?"
"Thanks to Shizu's guidance." Yun Fan smiled softly, his voice becoming increasingly ethereal amidst the clouds. "Of course, you don't have this opportunity."
…
"Shi Nandang has gone crazy!"
In the cave of Master Shi Nandang, the gods of the Lu clan gathered together, all with angry looks on their faces.
"Not only did they stop us from sacrificing the blood to the Gu God, they also tried to steal our position as the master of Qianqi Peak! How dare they!"
"Then I have to ask how Seventh Uncle taught his disciples!"
Master Shi Nandang's face darkened, but he was unable to refute.
"Alright, now is not the time to attack each other. Given the current situation of our Lu clan, we cannot continue to kill each other."
An old man said coldly.
"Yes, Great Elder!"
The person who spoke was the most senior corpse-reincarnation of the Lu Clan, and also the current Great Elder of the Lu Clan. After he said this, the others stopped arguing and just said:
"But what should I do now?"
"Yes, the Yunluo clan now only listens to Shi Nandang, and is getting in the way everywhere!"
"My Lu clan doesn't have enough cultivation resources right now!"
Shi Nandang's master gritted his teeth and said simply, "If it were me, I'd better activate the formation and eliminate Shi Nandang directly!"
"No, the formation is related to the Holy Ancestor's treasure." The Lu clan's great elder shook his head, "Not to mention, there is also the Jiushan Sect to deal with."
"So, will you allow Shi Nandang to bully our Lu clan like this?"
"It's okay. They seem to be wary of the formation and don't dare to push too hard." The Lu clan's great elder said in a deep voice, "Wait until we get the relics of the Holy Ancestor..."
Although some people were still unwilling, the majesty of the Great Elder still made others obey him.
"How many people in the clan died last time?"
"Quite a few." Master Shi Nandang's expression twisted, as if he was heartbroken. "More than fifty Yuanying disciples have died, and even seven have died at the Shenhua stage. There are even more disciples left... and 30% of them are of the Holy Ancestor's bloodline."
After hearing this, even the elders of the Lu clan were furious: "Shi Nandang deserves to die!"
The direct disciples of the Lu clan are different from the bloodline of the Lu clan’s holy ancestor.
For example, Shi Nandang, if everything goes well, he can actually advance to become a direct disciple of the Lu clan.
But he can never be the descendant of the Holy Ancestor. It is precisely because of this that the Holy Ancestor's bloodline is still much more noble in the Lu clan.
Especially now, they need the blood of the Holy Ancestor to find the treasures.
"My Lu clan is now severely damaged. Even without Shi Nandang, it will be difficult to suppress the Yunluo clan." The Lu clan's elder thought for a long time and said decisively: "We can't wait any longer."
Master Shi Nandang said in embarrassment, "But... we are short of manpower now. Many of the disciples we selected earlier have died in the mouths of poisonous insects."
"...Select people from the clan to fill the gap!" The Lu clan's great elder seemed to have made up his mind. "This time, only the bloodline of the Holy Ancestor is needed!"
"yes!"
…
"Lu Yan" followed his sister and sped across the main peak of Haori Mountain.
His sister was still admonishing him: "This is your great opportunity. I asked you to find more resources and practice hard before, all for this moment!"
"What opportunity?"
Lu Yan asked.
"What a chance to obtain the Holy Ancestor's relics!" His adopted sister glanced back at him, her expression excited. "Originally, the clan was reluctant to allow a Jindan cultivator like you to enter the Nine Lights Heaven. I didn't expect that we don't have enough manpower now."
Speaking of this, the joy on "Lu Yan's" sister's face faded a lot, and her expression became a little ugly.
"Lu Yan" lowered his head and thought to himself that the sect had already thought of this matter.
He looked ahead, feeling uneasy. He didn't know if there were other people in the sect pretending to be members of the Lu clan.
In this way, once he is exposed, the other Nine Mountains disciples will not be implicated.
"Lu Yan" could only pretend that he had no helpers and had to be cautious everywhere. Fortunately, he knew that his family had been settled long ago, and his real sister had become a disciple of Huang Taishang - this was one of the benefits of the Intelligence Department. The family members of the disciples of the Intelligence Department could enter the four major colleges with reduced scores.
Moreover, the leader is also in Haori Mountain, and is even in a more dangerous and conspicuous position than himself.
He secretly turned back, glanced at the three palaces, then turned around and followed Sister Lu Yan forward.
"Where are we going?"
"Yuan Zun Peak."
"Lu Yan" was shocked. He had been collecting intelligence in Haori Mountain for a long time and had also heard of Yuanzun Peak.
Yuanzun Peak is the most special mountain in Haori Mountain. According to legend, it is the place where the first ancestor of Haori attained enlightenment, and it is also the origin of the Haori Mountain sect.
That place is also one of the secret places of the Lu clan, and no one else can enter - not because they dare not go in, but because they simply don't know where Yuanzun Peak is.
Seeing his curious expression, Sister Lu Yan didn't say anything, but just took him and flew along the curve of the ridge.
The two finally stood at the highest point of the main peak of Haori Mountain.
All around, there was a blanket of white snow, and almost nothing else could be seen.
"Yuan Zun Peak..."
"Wait."
Many Lu clan members gathered from all directions. The Lu clan's great elder appeared in front of everyone. He looked around at everyone and said in a deep voice:
"My Lu clan is on the verge of extinction!"
“…”
"You have been chosen, the purest bloodline of the Holy Ancestor. As long as the Lu Clan lives, you live. If the Lu Clan dies, you will not be able to survive." The Lu Clan's elder said in a gloomy voice, "Remember, except for the people around you, no one in Haori Mountain, even my Lu Clan's direct disciples, can be trusted! The secrets of Yuanzun Peak cannot be revealed to outsiders, even if you die!"
"yes!"
The Great Elder of the Lu Clan glanced at the crowd and his gaze fell on "Lu Yan", who had a pure aura and a resolute face. His expression softened a little - he originally thought that the clan members he hastily selected were all useless people, but he didn't expect that there were some promising talents.
(End of this chapter)
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