Chapter 7: The Holy Lord and the Patriarchs Go to Great Lengths

Surrounded by a host of Saint Emperors, Lu Xunxian showed no fear.

“Everyone, remain calm. I did not come to your Primordial Sacred Land today to wage war.’’

“My son and daughter have reached the age to cultivate, yet they lack suitable cultivation arts. I have therefore come to demand your Primordial Sacred Land’s Heavenly Emperor Scripture for them to try.”

“Impossible. The Heavenly Emperor Scripture is the foundation of my Primordial Sacred Land. It will never be passed on to outsiders!”

The speaker was the Holy Lord of the Primordial Sacred Land, Ye Wushuang, a cultivator at the mid-stage of the Saint Emperor Realm.

As soon as Ye Wushuang spoke, the other Saint Emperor patriarchs all echoed him and refused as well.

But since Lu Xunxian had already spoken, their refusal naturally meant nothing.

“Everyone, I believe you have misunderstood me.’’

“I am merely informing you today. I am not giving you a choice.’’

“If you hand over the Heavenly Emperor Scripture, I can owe your Primordial Sacred Land a favor.’’

“But if you refuse, then do not blame me for showing no mercy.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xunxian’s aura suddenly turned incomparably sharp.

The expressions of the dozen or so Saint Emperor experts changed at once.

In that instant, they felt as though the one standing before them was some supreme existence beyond all resistance.

Ye Wushuang’s face changed even more dramatically.

“The peak of the Saint Emperor Realm? Since when has Tiansheng Continent produced someone so young at the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm?”

Although some mighty experts would choose to restore the appearance of their youth after reaching a high level of cultivation, Ye Wushuang could naturally tell with his own discernment that Lu Xunxian was truly young. This was not the face of someone who had merely reshaped his appearance after his cultivation had succeeded.

“So, everyone, what is your choice?”

At that moment, Lu Xunxian raised his sword and pointed it at the gathered Saint Emperor experts.

The instant Ye Wushuang saw the long sword in Lu Xunxian’s hand, he was utterly stunned.

“That is... an Immortal Artifact!”

One had to know that even within the Primordial Sacred Land, they possessed only a single Immortal Artifact.

Across the vast Tiansheng Continent, Sacred Lands were already scarce. As for Sacred Lands that possessed an Immortal Artifact, they were rarer still, so few that they could be counted on one hand.

Ye Wushuang’s expression shifted repeatedly. Only after quite some time did he look at Lu Xunxian again, a cordial smile appearing on his face.

“Senior, this is not the place for a discussion. Why not come inside with us to the Sacred Hall, and we can talk it over there?”

When the other patriarchs saw the expression on their Holy Lord’s face, they naturally understood that he had already decided to compromise.

If it had been them, however, they likely would have made the same choice.

A cultivator so young at the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm, and one who possessed an Immortal Artifact at that.

None of them would believe that such a person had no backing.

Thus, they suspected that Lu Xunxian was not a cultivator of this world at all, but someone who had descended from above to gain experience.

After all, the Immortal Artifact of their Primordial Sacred Land had also been sent down only through a great method by a mighty expert who had already undergone Ascension and reached the Immortal Realm.

And compared with an Immortal who had been born and raised in the Immortal Realm, an Immortal who had Ascended from the lower realm clearly carried more weight.

What they wanted now was to see how much nerve Lu Xunxian truly had.

More precisely, whether he dared to enter the Sacred Hall with them.

He did not disappoint them. Seeing that they had backed down, Lu Xunxian did not continue pressing them. He put away the Immortal Sword.

“Lead the way.”

In truth, Lu Xunxian was not afraid that they might resort to trickery after bringing him into the main hall.

On the surface, Lu Xunxian was only at the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm, but in secret, he had long since broken beyond the Saint Emperor Realm.

As early as when Feng Qingyu broke through to the initial stage of Core Condensation, Lu Xunxian had already broken through to the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm.

Not to mention that Feng Qingyu was long past the initial stage of Core Condensation by now.

Below, within the Primordial Sacred Land, the elders and disciples all looked up at Lu Xunxian in the sky with anger on their faces.

It could only be said that the Primordial Sacred Land treated its people exceedingly well, giving every disciple a deep sense of belonging, as though it were home.

Now that Lu Xunxian had come knocking and acted so aggressively, there was naturally no way they could tolerate it.

If they had not known that their strength was insufficient and that they had no way to interfere, they would already have rushed up together and attacked Lu Xunxian.

And when they saw the patriarchs surround Lu Xunxian, they had already begun imagining the sort of death that awaited him.

But to their surprise, it was not long before the Holy Lord and the patriarchs welcomed Lu Xunxian into the main hall with smiling faces.

“They must be planning to lure him into the Sacred Hall and then kill him without a sound. That must be it.”

One disciple clung to that hopeful thought.

But very soon, one of the patriarchs descended from the sky and looked at them with a stern expression.

“What happened today must not be spread outside. If anyone is discovered doing so, their cultivation will be crippled and they will be expelled from the Sacred Land!”

With that, the patriarch left at once and hurried toward the Sacred Hall.

The disciples and elders present looked at one another, clearly unable to understand what the patriarch meant.

If an invading enemy had broken in and been suppressed, should that not have been publicized widely to increase the prestige of their Primordial Sacred Land?

But soon, one disciple stepped forward, wearing an expression that said he had seen through everything all along.

“The patriarchs are truly wise.”

The other elders and disciples all turned to look at the disciple who had spoken.

Faced with that scene, the disciple could not help feeling a little timid, but he still cleared his throat and forced himself to remain calm.

“Think about it. Why do you think the Holy Lord and the patriarchs brought that man into the Sacred Hall?’’

“That is obviously because the Holy Lord and the patriarchs were thinking about our safety.’’

“Our Primordial Sacred Land is renowned throughout the entire Tiansheng Continent. Who has not heard of us?’’

“Since that man dared to come to our Primordial Sacred Land and make trouble, then at the very least, he had to be a Saint Emperor.’’

“And if he were fortunate enough to escape, the Holy Lord and the patriarchs could not protect us every single day. We all have to leave the Sacred Land sooner or later, do we not?’’

“That is why the Holy Lord and the patriarchs lured him into the Sacred Hall.’’

“That is the core of our Sect-Protection Grand Formation.’’

“Once he steps into the Sacred Hall, would he not become a turtle in a jar?’’

“As expected of the Holy Lord and the patriarchs. For the sake of our safety, they truly went to great lengths.”

The disciple spoke with heartfelt conviction.

Hearing that, the elders and disciples all looked at one another again. Only after a long while did one disciple finally nod in agreement.

“That... actually does make sense.”

“The Holy Lord and the patriarchs are wise and mighty!”

“I have no regrets about entering the Sacred Land in this life! In my next life, I will still be one of Primordial’s own!”

What truly shattered their expectations, however, was that after entering the Sacred Hall, Ye Wushuang greeted Lu Xunxian with a smile and seated him in the place of honor.

The Sacred Hall was resplendent, with profound runes engraved everywhere.

After all, this was the Primordial Sacred Land. Its Sacred Hall was naturally no ordinary place.

Noticing Lu Xunxian looking at the runes around him, Ye Wushuang smiled and said, “What is it, Senior? Have you taken an interest in the Sacred Hall of our Primordial Sacred Land?”

“Not particularly. I was merely drawn to your formation for a moment.”

“I truly did not expect your Primordial Sacred Land to be so wealthy. You even managed to set up a Ninth-Grade Myriad Manifestations Grand Formation and keep it running at all times.”

After a year of tempering, Lu Xunxian’s attainments in formations had already far surpassed those of ordinary people.

With a single glance, he saw through the formation laid within the Sacred Hall and even casually found its weak points.

Naturally, Lu Xunxian had no reason to mention something like that.

Hearing those words, Ye Wushuang’s eyes lit up. He clearly had not expected Lu Xunxian to be so accomplished even in formations.

More importantly, Lu Xunxian had entered despite knowing that a Ninth-Grade Myriad Manifestations Grand Formation was laid within the Sacred Hall.

A person like that either possessed sufficient confidence or was a complete fool.

Of those two possibilities, the former was obviously far more likely.