Immortal Father
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403: 146 403: 146 She quickly found her master’s figure, saw her master holding a sheathed treasure sword, wearing a daoist robe for magical combat, and the uncles and elder brothers around her were all dressed in the same way.

“Has our sect encountered a formidable enemy?”

Ningning Mu instantly retracted the jade talisman left by Li Ping’an, turned around to float towards the wardrobe, pulled out a disciple’s skirt, grabbed her storage treasure, and hurriedly flew out of her dwelling.

By the time she flew out of the Mountain Protection Array of Caiyun Peak, she was fully prepared.

Arranging her blue-black hair with a horizontal hairpin, holding the sheathed immortal sword in her hand, her slender waist adorned with a cloud pendant, in blue skirt and white boots she stood, hairband hanging down.

Ningning Mu’s attire was not much different from the other disciples of Caiyun Peak, but her very appearance drew many gazes.

One reason was that she was the heir of Li Mu’s daughter, and the sect had previously held several lectures on “Learning from the Fearless Spirit of General Li Mu”;

Another reason was that she was the childhood sweetheart and junior sister of the soon-to-be Golden Immortal, which naturally drew much attention within the sect;

A ‘third reason’, however, was the recent half-year enhancement of her external appearance.

“Ningning has come!”

“Ningning, come to the side of the Peak Master!”

Ningning Mu had intended to go to her master’s side, but was summoned by two elders, and calmly rode the clouds forward to stand beside the Great Ancestor in the clouds.

It was only then that she realized that above all thirty-six peaks of the sect, the skies were filled with people.

She had only seen such a scene the last time the Wanyun Sect had dominated the Sea Watch Sect.

She asked in a low voice, “What’s going on?”

The old woman beside her sighed lightly and without using a spiritual voice, explained to Ningning Mu:

“Ningning, you’ve been cultivating all this time and are unaware of the recent changes.

“That third largest sect on The Path of Immortality, the foremost artifact-refining sect of the Eastern Continent, Forge-Heaven Gate, has recently made a move against our Wanyun Sect.

They’re gathering a bunch of minor sects to cry victim, claiming that they are driven to ruin by our sect’s low-priced magic artifacts.

Moreover, they are stirring up public opinion everywhere, demanding Elder Dazhi to go to their mountain gate and apologize.

“They really have no shame.”

Ningning Mu frowned and asked, “Did Uncle go?”

“Of course not.

Our Golden Immortal ancestors emerged from seclusion ahead of schedule, forcing Elder Dazhi into seclusion forcefully.”

Another old woman spoke up, snorting coldly:

“Now, the puppets arranged by Forge-Heaven Gate are gathering a large number of loose cultivators, who will soon reach our mountain gate.

“I want to see what kind of stuff they are made of, daring to come here to our Wanyun Sect and act wildly!”

“Exactly!

If worst comes to worst, we’ll just engage in magical combat with them!”

“As long as they dare to come to our mountain gate, they are our enemies.

By the rules of the Eastern Continent, we are already justified in striking to kill!”

A group of female immortals were brimming with the intent to kill.

Ningning Mu gave it some thought, wanting to send a message to her senior brother but then reconsidered, thinking that for such a major event, her senior brother could not possibly be unaware.

‘Senior brother must be worrying about it right now.’

Ningning Mu gripped her sword’s scabbard, her beautiful eyes now carried a cold sharpness.

If someone were truly unreasonable later, she would stand out as the heir of General Li Mu.

No one can bully her sect, and those who try will be treated as mortal enemies.

She would show no trace of weakness.

The sound of the bell suddenly stopped, the Mountain Protection Array opened a crack in front of the mountain gate, and Ningning Mu’s spiritual sense reached out, me and was taken aback.

Outside the mountain gate, clouds boats of various sizes floated around, with no fewer than a thousand vessels, heavily occupied with tens of thousands of figures.

Somebody nearby sent a spiritual message to remind her that these cloud boats were filled with loose cultivators here for the spectacle, and those who came to cause trouble were all gathered in front of the mountain gate.

Ningning Mu turned her spiritual sense to see a dense mass of figures converging in front of the Wanyun Sect’s ‘Immortal Archway’.

At a cursory glance, there were also thousands of people, displaying the flags of more than a hundred sects.

This was indeed:

All immortals gathered at Wanyun Sect, a hundred sects assembled to discuss the matter of the magic artifacts.

An outer disciple who was patrolling the mountains saw this scene, his eyes shining, exclaiming how exciting it was, while his real body hidden in a volcano in the southeastern part of the Western Continent patted his stomach muscles and chuckled a word:

“Fun.”