Yellow Springs Sacred Land Submits, Teaching a Disciple to Cultivate

Mu Qingling rested her iron staff on the Yellow Springs Old Ancestor's shoulder. Her somewhat dissatisfied voice echoed in his mind, frightening him so badly that his body could not help but tremble.

Had he known Mu Qingling's combat strength was so terrifying, he would never have been so greedy. Now, not only had he failed to seize the Innate Dao Body disciple, he had even dragged down the entire sacred land.

Forget the Immortal Realm experts of the Spirit Immortal Palace—even Mu Qingling alone could utterly trample his entire Yellow Springs Sacred Land. He should never have harbored any wishful thinking.

At this moment, wails filled every corner of the Yellow Springs Sacred Land. Though those disciples still retained a thread of life, every one of them looked like beggars. Not even he, the strongest old ancestor, had been spared.

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare! Please, my lady, spare the Yellow Springs Sacred Land this once. We will never dare oppose the Spirit Immortal Palace again."

"Hmph!"

"Now you know how to regret it? That wasn't what you said when you were snatching disciples from my Spirit Immortal Palace. How could a couple of pleas for mercy make everything fine after you lose?"

"It is not impossible for this Princess to spare your Yellow Springs Sacred Land once. This Princess will give you two choices."

"First: swear a Heavenly Dao oath. From this day onward, the Yellow Springs Sacred Land will submit to my Spirit Immortal Palace. Should you show any disrespect toward my Spirit Immortal Palace, you will suffer Five Thunders Strike the Top and be reduced to ashes."

"Second: I will enslave all you old geezers and make you slave guards of my Spirit Immortal Palace. Everything you do must follow the will of my Spirit