Chapter 3,307: It's Nice to Have a Backer

vage plainly visible.Wang Jian suddenly felt his eyeballs almost popping out, swallowing nervously. "Don't worry, my lady. This young master is strong and healthy. How about we experience it together"...Gong Qingxuan waved her hand, signaling the people behind her to be quiet, then said in a calm voice: "Master Lu arrived a step too late. If you had come a little earlier, there wouldn't be this conversation."

Lu Gongming was taken aback. "How so"

"As I just said, my disciples can do whatever they want. They don't need to report or explain anything!"

"Hiss..."

After Gong Qingxuan finished speaking, a gasp of astonishment arose from the surrounding crowd.

It's fine that I just told Li Fengxing this, after all, he's only a Daluo Immortal and his level is far behind.

But now the situation is completely different. Standing before us is the headmaster of Zhengyang Sect, a true Immortal King.

Normally, as sect leaders and both immortal kings, they should at least show some respect to each other. I didn't expect Palace Qingxuan to be so impolite.

Ye Bufan secretly gave a thumbs up. His master was truly awesome, never putting up with any nonsense from anyone.

At the same time, I feel incredibly refreshed and content. It's really great to have a back-end!

But this would probably cause the two major sects to turn against each other immediately.

As expected, Lu Gongming's face immediately darkened.

"What do you mean by that Are your disciples disciples, and mine aren't"

Gong Qingxuan smiled coldly: "You're all old foxes, don't pretend to be naive."

You know what your disciple has done, and I know what you want. There's no need to beat around the bush.

Lu Gongming said: "In that case, just hand over the Book of Immaculate Heaven as compensation for my disciple."

"Hahaha..."

Palace Qingxuan burst into laughter, "You're such a fool! Why would I give you the Immaculate Heavenly Scripture that my disciple captured through hard work"

If one cannot obtain the heavenly scriptures, it can only be blamed on the incompetence of your disciples, not others.

"Gong Qingxuan, don't be too much."

Lu Gongming's expression turned cold, and the smile from before vanished.

"A thousand years ago, your primordial spirit was damaged. Don't think I don't know. If we were to truly fight, you would be the one who gets hurt."

Listen to my advice and quickly hand over the Immaculate Heavenly Scripture. Today's events will be considered as if they never happened, and the Zhengyang Sect will no longer pursue the responsibility of your Liuguang Jianzong.

Actually, he was very eager about the appearance of the Pure Heaven Scripture this time and also wanted to possess it for himself.

Humans are like that, whether they are strong or ordinary people, they all have a gambler's mentality. Although no one has been able to see through it for thousands of years, he always feels that he is the lucky one.

The reason he didn't appear in person but instead sent out Elder Ling Jiang was to avoid attracting too much attention.

To my utter surprise, I brought so many immortal crystals, yet in the end, I failed to retrieve the Heavenly Scroll.

Upon learning of everything that happened in Ju Bao City, he personally stepped forward, bringing Ling Jiang and the others to Liu Guang Jian Zong.

Actually, Gong Cang was just an ordinary disciple. It goes without saying that even if his cultivation was revoked, or he lost his life, it wouldn't be enough to warrant the Sect Leader's personal intervention.

His visit this time was ostensibly to demand an explanation, but his true purpose was still to bring back the Immaculate Heavenly Scripture.

Moreover, he was so confident in his victory this time because he knew that Palace Qingxuan's primordial spirit had been damaged a thousand years ago.

A primordial spirit is the foundation of a fairy's being. Once damaged, it is extremely difficult to recover and can take hundreds of years to heal even with gradual recuperation.

Even if recovery is achieved later, the cultivation level will be greatly affected.

In his eyes, the two were both at the early stage of Immortal King. With this ebb and flow, he had already gained an absolute advantage.

When he finished speaking, the expressions of the people around him changed drastically.

Although they didn't know about Gong Qingxuan's injury, the Sect Master rarely interfered with sect affairs over the past millennium. Everyone assumed he was in seclusion for cultivation. Now it seems he was likely recuperating from injuries.

That's why many people believed in this statement more or less, while at the same time a sense of anxiety arose in their hearts.

After all, the Immortal King is the foundation of a sect. If Gong Qingxuan were to meet with any misfortune, the Liuguang Jianzong would probably be unable to rank among the top four sects again.

"To hold my Liu Guang Jian Zong responsible, you Zheng Yang Zong also deserve it!"

Gong Qingxuan, however, remained completely unfazed. There was no sign of the panic one might expect, instead, she spoke without a shred of politeness.

"If you think you have a sure win, then go for it."

"Well then, let's see what you've got."

Lu Gongming's expression changed drastically as he spoke, a scorching aura radiating from him and spreading rapidly outwards.

The Zhengyang Sect's cultivation method, the Zhengyang Xianjue, is a supreme Yang technique, and it was even practiced by an Immortal King.

He had already reached the state of effortless mastery, and if he didn't exert himself, others wouldn't sense even a trace of his heat.

Now, with his immortal essence flowing, he stands like a miniature sun, radiating scorching heat. His aura is powerful and unrestrained, unstoppable.

Even the rocks beneath their feet began to melt, transforming into fiery red lava.

The disciples of the Liu Guang Jian Zong all retreated, and even Dao Jie Hong Tian and others had some difficulty resisting.

Everyone's expression changed drastically. The disciples who had never seen the Immortal King make a move were even more frightened, no one expected that a person could be so powerful.

Lu Gongming let out another hearty laugh. "Gong Qingxuan, I'm giving you one last chance. Turn over that boy and the Wu Gou Tian Shu, and you might still be able to avoid trouble."

"You're not even qualified to threaten the Flowing Light Sword Sect!"

Gong Qingxuan couldn't see his face, but her voice was very flat.

I only saw her gently wave the long sword in her hand, and instantly a sharp sword glow shot out.

It's strange to say, but when this sword light was first unleashed it was a full zhang long, yet it quickly compressed and shrunk to about the size of a palm before piercing Lu Gongming.

"Have to get physical"

Lu Gongming's face was full of disdain, as if he already had the victory in his grasp.

With a raised fist, a punch was launched, instantly transforming billowing flames into a fire dragon that roared and clawed its way forward.

Burning Palm, the ultimate technique of the Zhengyang Sect upon its founding.

By the time he reached this level, he was practically invincible. Nothing could withstand him, not even sword beams which would instantly vanish into nothingness.

In his estimation, this punch was enough to defuse the opponent's attack.

One would never expect it, that palm-length blade of light seemed unremarkable, yet possessed an indomitable aura.

Piercing directly from the dragon's forehead into its tail, it emerged unscathed, not even slightly damaged by the flames.

And that fire dragon let out a mournful roar, its massive body rolling ceaselessly before dissolving into sparks of flame that vanished into the void.

"That..."

Lu Gongming's expression changed, his gaze becoming more serious than ever before.

Gong Qingxuan's strength exceeded his imagination. He originally thought that with his damaged primordial spirit, there would be a huge gap between them, but now it seems like that might not be the case.

That blade of light slew the fire dragon and then came before him.

Lu Gongming raised his hand and waved it, a giant shield of flames appeared in front of him.

This is his strongest defensive spell. Normally, even an Immortal King wouldn't be able to break through it.

And then, to everyone's astonishment, the sword light pierced through again. The flameshield only managed a slight obstruction, unable to change anything at all.

"This..."

Lu Gongming began to panic a little, he never expected that a single sword glow from the other party would be so powerful.

At this moment, there was no time to think. A crimson short knife appeared in his hand, its sharp blade flashing as he charged forward.

"Pfft!"

With a dull thud, the blade's glow dissipated. The crimson short knife shattered, and then the sharp sword aura pierced straight through his chest. difficult to overcome, no wonder so many strong individuals had fallen before."My husband, please save Little Qing quickly!"Su Lingxiang grasped Ye Bufan's sleeve, her anxiety nearly bringing tears t...