Snowflakes drift down, landing on Xuan Shang's haggard face.

Since the decisive battle that shaped the future of the Zhenwu Sect, Xuan Shang initially was doing somewhat better, at least looking like a person, but gradually he became more despondent and disheveled, eventually unable to leave his reclining chair, lazing in it every day.

If it weren't for him being a martial artist of the True Pill Realm with a remarkable physique, his body might have collapsed long ago.

"Junior Brother, now that the Zhenwu Sect is about to enter a period of growth, if you can contribute, it would ease some burdens. You need to think clearly; you're not doing it for the Sect Leader, but for the Zhenwu Sect."

Xuanfeng tried every possible way to persuade him, but alas, you can't wake a person pretending to sleep.

Although Xuan Shang was still conscious and could hear, he didn't want to listen, nor did he want to admit to his past confusion.

Day and night, he couldn't forget the hatred from the past, thinking of ways to avenge Xuanfa. But ultimately he realized that this so-called revenge was a joke, as the person was still alive, so how could he seek revenge?

What drove Xuan Shang to despair was not Qing Yu killing Xuanfa, but Xuanfa's feigned death and the revelation of his true nature.

"Uncle Xuanfeng."

The sudden voice stopped Xuanfeng from speaking further, and he bowed in respect to the apparition that appeared before him, saying, "Sect Leader."

The suddenly appearing figure, or rather phantom, was Qing Yu. However, this phantom wasn't manifested through an array but appeared out of thin air as a Primordial Spirit Projection.

Although Wanfa Peak and Su Nu Peak were in the same place, they were at least two li apart. For Qing Yu to manifest such a projection over such a distance, his strength and realm were beyond Xuanfeng's understanding.

Suppressing the shock within, Uncle Xuanfeng showed great respect to Qing Yu and asked, "May I ask what the Sect Leader commands?"

"Uncle, you're being a bit too formal. We're like family within the Zhenwu Sect, treating each other with kinship, so there's no need for such formality." Qing Yu smiled faintly. "I would like to ask Uncle to deliver an invitation to Heavenly Master Zhang of Dragon Tiger Mountain, if you could be so kind as to oblige."

"Deliver an invitation to Heavenly Master Zhang..." Xuanfeng seemed to scent something amiss.

The relationship between Zhenwu Sect and Dragon Tiger Mountain was not good, especially after Qing Yu established his might by defeating Zhang Yuanchu during the succession ceremony.

Regarding this invitation to Heavenly Master Zhang, Xuanfeng could immediately tell it wasn't about friendship among fellow sects. His first thought was that Qing Yu intended to make a move against Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Gnashing his teeth in secret, Xuanfeng decided he must caution the Sect Leader about Heavenly Master Zhang's formidableness.

"Sect Leader, Heavenly Master Zhang of Dragon Tiger Mountain is among the strongest in the world and is knowledgeable in the secret technique 'One Qi to Three Pure Ones' directly transmitted by the Dao Ancestor, allowing him to wield the power of four people simultaneously within a short time. It is truly terrifying, so I ask that the Sect Leader consider carefully." Xuanfeng bowed his head and said.

Though having some guess about Qing Yu's strength and believing he might have surpassed the Supreme realm, Xuanfeng still wasn't confident about Qing Yu facing Heavenly Master Zhang.

"Just to have a debate with Heavenly Master Zhang, nothing more, don't think too much of it." Qing Yu shook his head.

Hearing this, Xuanfeng's face was genuinely bitter enough to squeeze out juice. Okay, there's no need to overthink because it's confirmed that there's going to be action.

It's known that a Taoist debate is about whose fist is bigger; every past Debating Conference was a grand event to declare status through fists. The last conference was only two or three years ago, and Xuanfeng would never forget what a supposed debate truly was.

'Forget it, even if losing, one should still be able to escape.'

Supreme warriors have a life force several times more tenacious than those in the Divinity Realm. If they truly wish to escape wholeheartedly, they essentially can get away. Xuanfeng didn't think Qing Yu was someone who would fight to the death just for the sake of face; if there's really a need, Qing Yu could do anything.

"Very well, let me go deliver this invitation to Heavenly Master Zhang." Xuanfeng forced a smile and said.

Though this trip may not necessarily pose a life-threatening disaster, suffering some losses was inevitable. It's well known that relations between Zhenwu Sect and Dragon Tiger Mountain weren't good, and Dragon Tiger Mountain held far more resentment against Zhenwu Sect than the other way around.

The reason for this ultimately is this Sect Leader.

The conflict with Dragon Tiger Mountain can be said to have been initiated by this Sect Leader, and compared to the relatively unscathed Zhenwu Sect, Dragon Tiger Mountain paid a bloody price.

"Dragon Tiger Mountain would never resort to harming fellow Taoist sect members, but the moments of hostility are numerous. But rest assured, Uncle, as long as it doesn't result in death, even the most severe injuries are no problem for this humble Taoist. Afterwards, this humble Taoist will let Dragon Tiger Mountain repay a hundredfold." Qing Yu said.

'Uncle, I'd rather you not let them repay...' Xuanfeng shook his head inwardly.

Everything he did was for the Zhenwu Sect, and if because of him, Zhenwu Sect had to go to war with Dragon Tiger Mountain, Xuanfeng would feel as if he wanted to die. However, he also knew he couldn't persuade Qing Yu; he could only act cautiously when the time came to avoid being too heavily injured.

Qing Yu's phantom extended a hand, a streak of light shot from Su Nu Peak, slicing through the air, and hovered quietly in front of Xuanfeng.

The jade-like texture lightly emanated with brilliance, showcasing its extraordinary material. Yet what Xuanfeng didn't understand was how this invitation resembled a piece of white jade, flawless, not at all like an invitation.

Nonetheless, solely from the boundless ocean-like qi mechanism it exuded, Xuanfeng realized the complexity of this so-called invitation.

A regular invitation wouldn't adopt such a unique design nor contain such terrifying qi.

Calling it an invitation, it was really more akin to a battle letter.

"I will indeed deliver this invitation to Heavenly Master Zhang personally." Xuanfeng said solemnly.

"This humble Taoist trusts in Uncle."

Qing Yu waved his hand, the phantom, like a living person, moved to Xuan Shang's side.

"Uncle Xuan Shang has become excessively despondent."

Xuan Shang remained silent and immobile. Qing Yu disregarded him, speaking to himself: "Your disciple, that Junior Brother Qing Hai, has been persevering in his cultivation since you lay down. Yet, without your guidance and teachings, his path has become much more arduous.

Last year, Junior Brother Qing Hai was overly impatient and almost went into deviation injuring his meridians. Perhaps Uncle is unaware of this."

Hearing this, Xuan Shang's eyes moved slightly, as if there was some reaction.

Regarding Qing Hai, Xuan Shang naturally had feelings. Hearing Qing Yu's words, a hint of guilt arose in Xuan Shang's heart.

It was precisely this hint of guilt that became a breakthrough point.

The Primordial Spirit moved slightly, imperceptibly infiltrating Xuan Shang's mind, thoroughly stimulating this guilt and reviving his desolate heart.

In the art of rhetoric, Qing Yu never had much interest, nor was he adept at persuading others through words. If Xuan Shang could be persuaded merely by rhetoric, he would have long been persuaded by Xuanfeng.

Therefore, some special means had to be utilized.

"Ultimately, whether to stand up again is for Uncle to decide. Junior Brother Qing Hai is your disciple, and no one else will watch over him. If you don't care, then if he's ruined, he's just ruined."

Saying this, Qing Yu's Primordial Spirit Projection disappeared, leaving Xuan Shang to ponder.

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