Lei Jun had a habit.

Even when he traveled, most of the time he would bless himself with the "Night Wind" from the Wind-Thunder Talisman.

On one hand, it sped him up, on the other, it made him more covert.

Though it wasted a few Spirit Talismans and mana, in this situation, it was quite useful.

From afar, he spotted Xianliu Mountain ablaze, then his figure vanished instantly into the forested hills.

When he appeared again, he had already reached the riverbank at the foot of the mountain.

The disciples of the Celestial Master Mansion fighting below the mountain were locked in combat, too distracted to notice anything further away.

The disciples of the Celestial Master Mansion who had stayed on the mountain were now in slight chaos.

Some proposed heading down the mountain to provide further support and crush the Lin Clan's camp.

Others argued for remaining at the Tao Palace in the mountains, as a guard against more enemies sneaking up behind them.

Right in the thick of their quarrel, they looked down from above the mountain, suddenly wondering if their eyes deceived them.

Because they all saw that the crowd of Lin Clan chanting cultivators lined up on the riverbank suddenly began to thin out in number.

The almost orderly row started to decrease one by one from one end—just as neatly.

It happened with no warning, striking without preamble.

The elder leading the Lin Clan juniors quickly noticed there was a problem, too.

But the disappearances were too fast; by the time he caught on, several of his juniors were already gone from the row.

People didn't vanish into thin air.

They simply collapsed, limp, sank into the river below, and were swept away by the water.

It was broad daylight, yet a towering silhouette appeared behind them, ghostly as a wraith.

At the same time, that figure raised a thick club high overhead…

"Dong!"

Lei Jun, seeing this, stopped restraining his presence, swiftly and cleanly smashed another Lin Clan junior's skull.

The man's body sank into the water, fully revealing Lei Jun's tall and imposing stance behind him.

After that, things became simple.

Lei Jun and his fellow disciples attacked from both front and back.

The Lin Clan juniors, their formation broken, couldn't hold out—they collapsed quickly and suffered heavy losses.

Blood stained the river red in an instant.

But then quickly, the current washed it clean again.

Lei Jun didn't bother chasing after the scattered enemies this time.

Since he had come to Xianliu Mountain, news couldn't be completely kept under wraps.

*The unfamiliar surroundings called for stability first, not reckless pursuit.*

Lei Jun gathered up the Celestial Master Mansion disciples present and led them back up to the Tao Palace.

*The Elder who had been in charge at the palace was gravely wounded and had already been sent back to the Ancestral Court for treatment and recovery, which was why Xianliu Palace now stood leaderless.*

Lei Jun arrived precisely to fill in as acting guardian elder.

He was already at the Fifth Heaven Layer realm, so this post suited him naturally.

Though some of the Celestial Master Mansion heirs present were older and had joined earlier, at this moment they all stepped up to pay respects to Master Lei, who now held the Fifth Rank Taoist title.

Lei Jun was not bashful—since he had come to shoulder the load, he didn't hold back from issuing orders along with taking on responsibilities.

The first thing everyone did was clear the battlefield, heal the wounded, and repair the Tao Palace's defensive wards.

Later, members of the Lin Clan attempted two more assaults, but each time were repelled—never a serious threat.

But…

On the morning of Lei Jun's third day at Xianliu Palace,

The sky suddenly blazed a fiery red.

It seared with heat but was so red, it gnawed at the soul.

It was as if blood dripped from the firmament.

"The Sun Shooting Blood Bead will drip onto the earth, the wind is turning, and fire wants to consume men." Someone sang in a drawn-out voice.

The chanting seemed to ring from every direction.

And the ocean of flames, swept by violent winds, shrouded all of Xianliu Mountain in no time.

*A Great Scholar of the Chanting Sect at the Seventh Layer of Heaven Realm!*

*With divine skill made manifest, it was like the sun bleeding—a blazing wave flooding the sky.*

*Lei Jun stared upward from Xianliu Palace, watching the heavens.*

*Sure enough, the Jiangzhou Lin Clan was pulling out the big guns just for him.*

*Even Sixth Layer Heaven cultivators weren't enough for them.*

*They had sent out a clan elder from the Upper Three Heavens instead.*

*When they made a move, they wanted Lei Jun dead for sure.*

*This would serve to avenge Lin Zhen's death and wipe out an extremely promising young prospect from the Celestial Master Mansion.*

However, the storm of wind and fire never actually landed above Xianliu Palace.

There, a young Taoist in violet robes appeared, warm as the spring breeze—yet he swept aside the flames unfurling across the sky.

"Yuan Mobai?!" barked the Lin Clan elder, "You actually dared to leave the Altar of Wanfa Sect and come out?"

"We all know each other's strengths—a few unexpected arrangements are needed if we want to give Master Lin a pleasant surprise."

Yuan Mobai said, "There's no trouble at the Altar of Wanfa Sect, and as for you, Master, you won't require much of my time."

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