Chapter 383 - 224: Qing Dai Stole My Tea Leaves to Feed Your Cow

The Lingyue Sect was a Sect established six hundred years ago.

It was originally just a small Sect, but it survived the great changes in the world over three hundred years ago.

After the Immortal Sect’s Great Pacification, the world was swept clean by the Immortal Sect’s power, removing most of the lingering effects.

Some places even began to show signs of recovery.

The Lingyue Sect, hidden within a mountain barrier, also began to change as Spiritual Qi started to gather there.

It wasn’t much, but compared to other places, it was already considered a land of Immortals.

After that, the Sect began to grow stronger.

Because it was quite far from the area affected by the Immortal Sect’s Great Pacification, it went unnoticed for a long time.

"The story goes that three hundred years ago, the ancestor of the Lingyue Sect dug up some ancient Divine Object deep in the mountains, which is how the Lingyue Sect became what it is today," Chen Shi explained. "But we can’t be certain of the details."

Jiang Man, who had initially been uninterested, perked up when he heard about an ancient Divine Object.

He had no intention of obtaining the item for himself.

All he wanted was to touch it.

That would be enough.

"What is this Divine Object?" Jiang Man asked.

Chen Shi stood his ground, choosing his words carefully before speaking. "That’s unknown. The Sects have no interest in it, but there are always those who secretly want to make a move.

"They even want to fight over this Divine Object.

"Of course, even though it’s called a Divine Object, there’s a good chance that’s an exaggeration.

"There haven’t been any other special phenomena recently, or someone would have made a move long ago."

"Could they succeed just by making a move?" Jiang Man asked, curious about the Lingyue Sect’s strength.

"The Sects could take it if they made a move," Chen Shi answered truthfully.

Jiang Man understood. The "Sects" he referred to were naturally the twelve Sects under the Immortal Sect’s dominion.

Each one was incredibly powerful, far beyond what any ordinary Ancient Sect could compare to.

But for the powerful experts who established their own Ancient Sects, it wouldn’t be so easy to seize it.

After a pause, Jiang Man asked another question.

He wanted to know what the highest Cultivation level in the Lingyue Sect was.

That would give him a more direct gauge of his current situation.

"Publicly, they should have a Primordial Spirit expert," Chen Shi said after a moment of thoughtful silence. "But no one has ever seen this Primordial Spirit, so it’s hard to say if they’re even still alive."

Jiang Man was struck by the contrast. ’A Primordial Spirit... truly powerful, yet in the Wuyun Sect, they’re just Inner Sect Disciples. The gap between them is immense.

’No wonder the Major Sects could take it whenever they wanted; the Lingyue Sect has no ability to resist at all.

’Any single Direct Disciple from one of those Sects would be enough.’

But for the current Jiang Man, a Primordial Spirit was still a formidable enemy he could not defeat.

Forget a Primordial Spirit; he wasn’t even necessarily a match for a Golden Core.

Unless his opponent was an Ancient Cultivator at the Golden Core realm.

Ancient Cultivator Golden Cores were quite weak.

Unlike modern Golden Cores, who were enhanced in every aspect, even the Demon Race—once hailed as the strongest of the Same Tier—were no match for them.

Chen Shi glanced around and asked, "Messenger, is there anything else you’d like to ask? If not, I’ll take my leave."

Jiang Man was puzzled. "Aren’t you staying to cultivate? The effects of Cultivation here are decent."

Chen Shi paused, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

Jiang Man looked at the ruined temple. "I’ve been here a few times, but I’ve hardly seen anyone. Why is that?"

Chen Shi lowered his gaze and finally sighed. "The aura here isn’t right. Stay too long, and it will lock your Heart Spirit."

A good place like this should be a top-secret location for discussing various matters.

Was it that they didn’t like it?

No, it was that they didn’t dare to stay for too long.

Moreover, the gaze of an Immortal Spirit was on this place, so they couldn’t act recklessly.

That’s why most people only communicated with the stone stele and didn’t fully step into the Immortal Spirit’s residence.

In the end, Jiang Man let him leave. It seemed if he stayed any longer, the man would become quite distressed.

And Jiang Man wasn’t one to make things difficult for others.

He then took out the Token in his hand and chose to activate it.

He wanted to see if he could communicate with that Evil God.

’Evil Gods are such good people.’

’Once I figure out who they all are, if I ever run short on Spiritual Source, I can just report them one by one for emergencies.’

As power flowed into it, Jiang Man saw the Token begin to turn ethereal.

Immediately after, the ruined temple seemed to be blanketed in a fog so thick you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face.

But the moment the mist drew near Jiang Man, it silently parted around him, keeping his field of vision clear.

In just a moment, the ruined temple seemed to have been transported to another location.

Beyond the main entrance was no longer the mist from before, but an endless void.

Directly in front of the gate, something he couldn’t comprehend was coiled up.

It looked like a symbol, yet also like a departed life.

And the Token was pointing directly at this symbol that resembled a departed life.

’The Ling Hua Immortal Spirit?’ Jiang Man guessed internally.

’It’s the only explanation for now.’

As Jiang Man stood at the entrance, he suddenly sensed a thought.

It seemed to be a voice coming from the Immortal Spirit.

It was faint and indistinct.

Jiang Man listened closely and could just make out the message: "Don’t trust Jiang Man. There’s something wrong with him. Stay away from him."

Jiang Man was struck by the realization. So the warning on the stele was real.

’Too bad. I’m already here.’

But as he looked at the mist, he found it strange. ’Why is the mist avoiding me today?

’What’s different about me this time?’

The only thing Jiang Man could think of that was related to the Evil God was a single item.

He then took out the wooden box.

’The fact that I could actually bring it in here really proves something.’

And as the box appeared, the surrounding mist retreated even further.

"This..."

’The Immortal Dao Coordinate actually has this kind of effect.’

After that, Jiang Man put the items away and deactivated the communication with the Token.

He immediately found himself back in the normal ruined temple. The candlelight flickered slightly, and the outside was still shrouded in mist.

Farther out, everything was completely obscured by the fog, and nothing was visible.

But, perhaps because he had taken out the Immortal Dao Coordinate, he felt as though there was a faint, flickering light in the distant mist.