The artificial hill turned to dust and powder, revealing what lay beneath.
"Nobody here?" Wan Guimei was incredulous. He clearly felt the fluctuations of immortal power emanating from behind the artificial hill before he arrived, so why was there no one here now?
Wan Guimei walked to the artificial hill and examined it intently. There was indeed a familiar yet eerie fluctuation of immortal power at the artificial hill, which was undoubtedly left by Xian Bifeng.
After walking around the artificial hill, Wan Guimei exclaimed "Eh!" and suddenly stopped.
"The Complete Natural Daoist Divine Skill of Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord".
Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord is one of the four great immortal lords of the immortal realm. He guards the vast northern region of the immortal realm and cultivates the secret technique "Hunran Tiancheng Daoshi Shengong".
Upon achieving even a minor level of mastery in the "Perfectly Harmonious Daoist Divine Skill," one can become one with all things in the world, appearing and disappearing without a trace, their movements elusive and unpredictable. Even more remarkably, the practitioner can reach the heavens above and the earth below, calculating with perfect precision.
Near the artificial hill, there lingered the celestial energy fluctuations of the "Perfectly Natural Daoist Divine Skill," likely belonging to the Jade-Complete Taiji Immortal Lord. Wan Guimei paused, guessing that the Jade-Complete Taiji Immortal Lord's sudden arrival at Wan Guimen meant that Xian Bifeng had probably been taken away by him.
However, how could Xian Bifeng have any connection with Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord?
With a powerful wave of his hand, Wan Guimei sent the pile of dust and debris, which had formed a small mountain, into the earth.
"Someone come here," Wan Guimei said.
As soon as the words were spoken, space distorted, and a black-clad assassin with a black mask appeared out of thin air, kneeling on one knee and respectfully asking, "Sect Master, what are your orders?"
"I am going to the Taiji Palace in the Northern Region. You go and prepare the visiting card and gifts."
Immortal Lords are the pinnacle of the immortal pyramid in the immortal realm, with countless followers. Although the Myriad Ghosts Sect is one of the three major forces in the immortal realm, the Myriad Ghosts still dare not act rashly.
"Yes, Sect Master."
The assassins accepted the order and went to carry it out.
Three days later, the master and servant arrived in the capital of the Northern Region via a teleportation array.
The myriad ghosts and demons introduced themselves, and the Jade Emperor Taiji personally received them.
"Nephew, what brings you to my Northern Taiji Palace?"
Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord smiled slightly. His long eyebrows reached his temples. He had been famous for a long time, but his face was only thirty years old. His temperament was otherworldly, and his black clothes further accentuated his imposing aura.
The myriad ghosts and demons bowed respectfully, and then proceeded to attack the heart of the enemy.
"Is that so?" Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord was slightly taken aback, and continued, "The 'Naturally Perfected Daoist Divine Skill' is indeed my secret technique. Looking at the entire Immortal Realm, apart from myself, the only one who can cultivate this technique and escape silently from your sight, my nephew, is my good-for-nothing son."
The application of Wan Guimei was in a flash. It is well known that Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord does not get close to women. How did he end up with a son whose cultivation is no less than his?
Seeing Wan Guimei's confusion, Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord said, "My son is weak and sickly, and I do not want outsiders to disturb him, so I have kept his birth a secret."
Wan Guimei nodded perfunctorily and said, "In that case, in order to rescue the kidnapped person and to clear the name of the True Immortal Lord's son, could the Immortal Lord please ask the young master to come out and meet us?"
Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord smiled and instructed his subordinate to invite someone over.
After a while, Wan Guimei drank two pots of tea.
"Immortal Lord," Wan Guimei said, somewhat impatiently.
Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord waved his hand, "Nephew, no need to rush."
When the immortal reported that the young master had disappeared, Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord was furious.
In the Taiji Palace's Taiji Hall, a group of people knelt on the dark blue jade stone, trembling and shaking. Even the mighty Great Luo Golden Immortals were sweating profusely.
"The person is missing?" Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord said coldly.
"Your subordinate deserves to die," the crowd chorused.
The young master has been missing for quite some time, and their desperate attempts to explain are futile. Based on their understanding of the Immortal Lord, they must not remain unrepentant; they should obediently kowtow and admit their mistakes, and perhaps they can save their lives.
Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord snorted coldly, and his vast and boundless pressure pressed down, causing the people kneeling on the ground to vomit blood and lie paralyzed, half-dead.
"Find him! Go find him for me! If you can't find the young master, you will all bring your heads to me."
Now is not the time for blame and reproach; finding our son is the most important thing. Although our son's cultivation is at the Immortal Venerable level, he is frail and sickly. If he falls ill, even a wisp of wind in the Immortal Realm could take his life.
"Yes, Immortal Lord."
The immortals of Taiji Palace were terrified. Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord had lived for millions of years and only had this one son, which showed how much he doted on him. If they couldn't find their young master, they could at least have a next life if they offered their heads. But they feared that Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord, in a fit of rage, would grind them to dust and scatter their souls, leaving them with no chance of reincarnation.
The immortal disappeared in a streak of light, leaving only Wan Guimei and Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord in the hall.
"Nephew, I'm sorry you had to see this," said Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord sheepishly. "It seems the one who kidnapped your disciple must be my good-for-nothing son."
Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord walked towards Wan Guimei and bowed, "I hope my nephew will spare my son for my sake. He is still young, please be lenient."
The ghosts and demons wore cold expressions, while the world seemed to tilt and turn upside down.
"As long as the disciples of this sect are not in danger of losing their lives, I will not pursue the young master's mistake of being playful."
On the surface, Wan Guimei was magnanimous, implying that he would not pursue the wrongdoing of Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord's son, based on the premise that Ji Xiaoxiao's life was safe.
Yu Cheng Taiji Immortal Lord smiled and said, "Thank you, nephew. However, this matter is ultimately my son's fault. If he returns, I will personally punish him severely and give you a reasonable explanation."
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