"My name is Jiang Chengjiao. I have come to retrieve something. I hope none of you will obstruct me."
Jiang Chengjiao stepped through the void, his voice calm.
"And if we do obstruct you?"
An elder of the Linghe Sect spoke coldly.
As the largest sect force near Wushan, the Linghe Sect could not possibly yield this Immortal Mansion just because of someone else's words.
If word got out, how would the Linghe Sect ever show its face again?
The Cheng Family elder stroked his beard, his tone far more amicable. "Fellow Daoist has cultivated to the Golden Core realm. That makes you one of our kind."
"Do you wish to let your juniors contend for the opportunity within this Moonlit Immortal Mansion as well?"
"Our three families can each give you one spot."
At those words.
The Linghe Sect elder snorted coldly, but ultimately did not object.
Though his temper was fiery, he knew that if one could avoid making an enemy of a Golden Core Cultivator, one should.
Especially one so young.
"What does Fellow Daoist Wan think?" The Cheng Family elder looked toward the middle-aged man from the Treasure Hunting Department.
Everyone knew that the Treasure Hunting Department was backed by the Chen Kingdom Imperial Court, though the department itself refused to admit it.
Whenever an Immortal Mansion appeared somewhere, people from the Treasure Hunting Department would emerge.
Thus, an unspoken understanding had formed throughout the Cultivation World: everyone gave the Treasure Hunting Department some face, but once inside an Immortal Mansion, each relied on their own methods.
The Treasure Hunting Department also valued rules.
As long as one could enter, they could compete by whatever means they pleased afterward. Even if someone died, there would be no private retaliation.
This had been the unspoken understanding between