Chapter 55

Xiang Daoxian was forcibly carried from the backyard to the grand hall by his disciples. Xiang Daoxian, who had largely lost his ability to move, showed a look of panic on his old face when he heard a disciple report that Immortal Xuancheng had been forced to seal his dantian and cut off his spiritual palace.

Wu Chuan's face was even more pale and terrifying... When Yang Chen had fought with Immortal Xuancheng on the mountain earlier, he had stood in the backyard and witnessed the entire process. If even Immortal Xuancheng was not a match for Yang Chen, how could he, a mere fourth-stage true cultivator, stand a chance?

The entire grand hall was filled with a nearly desperate atmosphere, so oppressive that it made it hard to breathe.

Just at this moment, another disciple tumbled into the hall, shouting, "It's bad, it's bad... that killing god is coming down the mountain towards our Immortal Palace!"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Daoxian's body stiffened, and Wu Chuan's heart trembled, his face filled with a bitter taste.

He turned to look at Xiang Daoxian and asked, "Master... what should we do now?"

Xiang Daoxian remained silent for a long time before he finally sighed deeply, "What goes around comes around. In the past, it was I who forcibly cut off the spiritual veins of Wufeng Temple and built the Immortal Palace on Wufeng Mountain... Now, the heavens are clear, and retribution is swift!"

After a pause, he shook his head and said, "The rise of Wufeng Temple is imminent. Apart from admitting defeat, what else can we do?"

Hearing this, Wu Chuan's face became even more grim. He certainly understood what Xiang Daoxian meant!

The competition for resources in the world of mysticism has always been extremely brutal. One sect's voluntary surrender cannot truly resolve the issue... Often, after surrendering, they still have to pay a large amount of resources and treasures to truly resolve the crisis!

But what could be done? Didn't the head of the Ten Thousand Immortals Hall personally come and still return in defeat, even having his cultivation nullified? Not to mention that the Immortal Palace was originally not as strong as the Ten Thousand Immortals Hall. Even if it were a bit stronger, what difference would it make?

Despite the myriad of grievances in his heart, he could only endure them silently.

Wu Chuan took a deep breath and forced a false smile on his pale face. He walked down the steps and headed towards the door of the grand hall... Xiang Daoxian's attitude was already very clear; he could not continue to hold out.

As a result, Yu Qing, who was originally full of enthusiasm and wanted to storm the Immortal Palace to vent his frustrations, saw Wu Chuan smiling broadly and leading a group of Immortal Palace disciples to welcome them as soon as he and Yang Chen arrived at the gate of the Immortal Palace...

"This Daoist friend is immensely powerful and has astonishing cultivation. All the disciples of the Immortal Palace are deeply impressed... Welcome to our temple for guidance and inspection. The Immortal Palace is honored by your presence..."

Wu Chuan's face was full of flattery, as if he didn't even see Yu Qing standing behind Yang Chen. He started with a torrent of flattering words, and his face was full of admiration, leaving no room for criticism!

"You..." This scene was completely different from what Yu Qing had imagined, and he instinctively wanted to say something.

But how could Wu Chuan give him the chance to speak? Before Yu Qing could even open his mouth, Wu Chuan had already approached with a smile, bowing and kowtowing, saying, "Daoist Yu Qing has a broad mind and a noble character. I'm sure you won't still be holding a grudge over the trivial matters from the other day, right? Ha ha... It was the Immortal Palace that was in the wrong. If you still have any grievances, I will apologize to you here! Do you think this is acceptable?"

"..." The words on the tip of his tongue were forced back by Wu Chuan's seemingly cheerful laughter. Yu Qing's face turned red with anger, but he couldn't find a reason to lash out. He could only let out a heavy hum to express his dissatisfaction.

Yang Chen hadn't expected the Immortal Palace to be so shameless... But as the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling face. They had already started to humiliate themselves, so he couldn't push things too far.

He frowned and glanced at the Immortal Palace disciples, whose faces were even more miserable than crying, and said to Wu Chuan with a mocking tone, "The Immortal Palace's ability to change with the wind is quite impressive."

"You flatter me, you flatter me..." Wu Chuan pretended not to hear! He kept smiling and leading the way, saying, "My master has difficulty moving, so he cannot welcome you. I will apologize on his behalf... My master is waiting for you in the hall, please come this way..."

Yang Chen nodded indifferently, crossed his arms, and stepped into the gate of the Immortal Palace. Yu Qing followed behind with a stern face, as if someone owed him a billion, looking quite unhappy.

As soon as they entered, they heard someone leading the welcome, with two rows of Taoists standing in the open space in front of the hall, their faces red with effort, shouting, "Welcome, welcome, warmly welcome..."

Hearing this, Yu Qing almost fell to the ground! How had he never found the Immortal Palace so shameless before?

After entering the grand hall, they found Xiang Daoxian sitting in a wheelchair, smiling broadly.

Seeing Yang Chen and Yu Qing enter the hall one after another, Xiang Daoxian signaled to Wu Chuan to close the door of the hall.

He then pushed the wheels of his wheelchair and approached Yang Chen, "Daoist friend, at such a young age, you have such astonishing abilities. I am deeply impressed... Your presence here makes my humble temple shine, I feel refreshed and invigorated!"

Yang Chen, seeing this, understood the attitude of the Immortal Palace.

He glanced at Xiang Daoxian's false smile and said, "Enough, no more pretense... I believe you already know why I'm here. This matter needs to be resolved, don't you think?"

Xiang Daoxian's smile was replaced by an awkward expression. He sat in his wheelchair and said awkwardly, "Daoist friend, you are indeed straightforward and frank... You are right, this matter does need to be resolved..."

"How do you plan to resolve it?" Yang Chen glanced at the furnishings in the hall and asked Xiang Daoxian, "Wufeng Mountain has always been the site of Wufeng Temple. As the saying goes, two tigers cannot coexist on one mountain..."

Xiang Daoxian, enduring the intense pain in his heart, forced a smile and said, "You are right... This was a mistake I made in the past, and it should be resolved by the Immortal Palace..."

After a pause, Xiang Daoxian said bitterly, "This temple has undergone eight expansions, now covering 1.7 hectares with over sixty rooms, divided into the front hall and the backyard. The front hall has seven major halls, including the Lingguan, Yuhuang, Sanqing, and Wenchang, as well as the mountain gate, bell tower, and drum tower... If you don't mind, we will gift the Immortal Palace to Wufeng Temple, how about that?"

Wu Chuan, who had entered with them, clearly twitched at this statement...

Yang Chen examined the most prominent Yuhuang Hall in the Immortal Palace and nodded in satisfaction, "You have indeed managed this temple well... But if I take it, where will the nearly a hundred disciples of the Immortal Palace go?"

Xiang Daoxian's heart was bleeding, but he could only smile and say, "In the past, I built a branch temple on Kongsang Mountain, eighty miles away... We won't lack a place to stay. You can take it with peace of mind!"

Wu Chuan was now having the urge to bang his head against the wall... Yes, the Immortal Palace had built a branch temple on Kongsang Mountain over a decade ago, but the scale of that branch temple was less than one-eighth of the Immortal Palace!

Yang Chen didn't care about that. After a few more polite exchanges, he accepted it with a clear conscience.

Xiang Daoxian, who thought he could placate Yang Chen with the Immortal Palace, hadn't even had time to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Yang Chen continue, "Wufeng Temple hasn't had as prosperous a time as the Immortal Palace in recent years. Most of the disciples are malnourished and weak..."

"Daoist friend, you don't need to worry. The Immortal Palace still has some high-quality tonics. They should be enough to supplement nutrition and strengthen the body..."

"Wufeng Temple has had a hard time in recent years... Unlike the Immortal Palace, which is always full of worshippers, and the incense money is overwhelming..."

"Daoist friend, rest assured. The Immortal Palace still has a few million in reserve that have never been touched..."

"Hmm, I heard that the Immortal Palace also has a few forested areas on Daming Mountain a few miles away..."

"A small business. If you don't mind, we can give it to Wufeng Temple as well..."

"That would be too much..."

"It's only right, it's only right..."

"Oh? Then I can't refuse..."

"Please take it, don't be too polite!"

"Alright, I also heard..."

"..."

Thus, when Yang Chen left the Yuhuang Hall of the Immortal Palace with Yu Qing, Xiang Daoxian's old face had already turned into a bitter gourd.

Wu Chuan, standing beside him, gritted his teeth and said, "This scoundrel, this thug, this bandit... He will surely not have a good end in the future!!"

In just a few words, Yang Chen had taken nearly half of the Immortal Palace's assets. If it was just a loss, it would have been bearable, but Yang Chen seemed to have broken their bones and dug out a piece of flesh, almost driving Wu Chuan to the brink of collapse.

Xiang Daoxian, standing beside him, muttered in a daze, "It's just a loss to avoid disaster... Better than having all the disciples' dantians destroyed by this fierce god, right? What kind of karma have we accumulated..."

...

Two days later, the ninety-odd disciples of the Immortal Palace, after a brief packing of their belongings, were led by Xiang Daoxian, Wu Chuan, and others, and moved away from Wufeng Mountain, looking back every few steps.

Finding a new place with a spiritual vein to start over would inevitably lead to another round of bloodshed.

To restore the prosperity of the Immortal Palace on Wufeng Mountain would take at least ten years!

But as Xiang Daoxian said, it was much better for all ninety-odd disciples to leave Wufeng Mountain safely than to have their dantians destroyed and their lineage cut off by Yang Chen one by one.

The gate of the Immortal Palace was demolished by the disciples of Wufeng Temple that night. A new gate for Wufeng Temple was already being made at the foot of the mountain and would be erected on the mountain in about a week.

After a lifetime of hardship, Chen Shidong, who had suddenly felt the grandeur of a large family, had been wandering around the Immortal Palace for several days, touching things here and there, always with a look of never being satisfied.

There were still many traces of the Immortal Palace left in the temple, which would take time to clean up.

Yang Chen also took the rare opportunity to provide systematic education to the masters, elders, high priests, and disciples of Wufeng Temple on Wufeng Mountain, leaving behind many handwritten classics.

Elder Yuming's injuries had improved significantly after several days of treatment, and the Immortal Palace had left behind some of the necessary medicines. Yang Chen didn't hold back and used them all on Yuming.

It was not clear whether it was due to the nourishment of the spiritual vein or Yang Chen's careful guidance, but on the evening of the second day after the Immortal Palace was vacated, Yuming broke through.

Not only did his cultivation officially reach the third stage of the Falling Star, but his previously unstable spiritual palace also became completely stable.

At the same time, the Longmengze Trading Fair in Luoyang City, Nanhesheng Province, concluded in the afternoon on the day Yuming broke through.

After receiving a call from the Mad Daoist, Yang Chen knew it was time for him to leave Wufeng Mountain...

That night, he gathered Chen Shidong, Yu Qing, Wu Haozheng, Wu Yuanbing, and Yuming, and provided some additional suggestions and advice for the future development of Wufeng Temple.

The matter of Wufeng Mountain had finally reached a satisfactory conclusion.

The next morning, he bid farewell to Chen Shidong, Yu Qing, and others and set off on his journey back to Jinzhou City...

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