Mount Yu Enters Sorrow River, Luofuzi Renders Merit!

Su Mu remained indifferent, completely ignoring Ao Zhen, her eyes fixed solely on Lu Qingfeng.

"Little Sword Immortal Su Mu".

"I didn't know you were such a distinguished senior sister. My apologies for not respecting you."

Lu Qingfeng clasped his hands in a fist salute, genuinely showing some surprise.

Before entering the Chunshen Realm, he was just a minor son-in-law of the Min River in the Ancient Sorrow Continent.

Such a secret as the Patriarch Yiyuan accepting disciples was naturally unknown to anyone.

However, putting aside the title of 'Little Sword Immortal', his status as Patriarch Yiyuan alone is enough to make an entire immortal sect take him seriously.

For example, Lu Qingfeng.

The three True Immortal Ancestors of the Mount Yu Sect placed their bets precisely because they mistook him for Patriarch Yiyuan or Patriarch Golden Light.

Only.

Su Mu, a True Person, was not recognized in front of him, which allowed Lu Qingfeng to take advantage of the situation.

"This Su Mu."

"Do they think I'm a disciple of the Patriarch Golden Light of the Azure Sea Void Palace?"

"No wonder he didn't expose me despite my repeated attempts to test him."

Lu Qingfeng's mind raced, and he suddenly understood.

Seeing the shame, anger, and resentment on Su Mu's face, all her previous aloofness was gone; it seemed her previous composure was nothing but a facade. Her acting was superb; she had even fooled Lu Qingfeng.

Until this moment.

Only then did he finally reveal his true nature.

A junior disciple of the Patriarch Yiyuan!

Little Sword Immortal Su Mu!

A young prodigy, and also quite lively in nature.

Lu Qingfeng looked at Su Mu and saw his fierce eyes wide open. A scene flashed through his mind—

Above the clouds, Golden Light shone brilliantly.

A Golden Light plummeted down, landing in the heart of Mount Yu. As the Golden Light dissipated, a figure was revealed, with bright, intelligent eyes—it was Su Mu.

The Golden Light had just dissipated.

Su Mu then stood up.

In the sky.

Gu Xuan, the former leader of the Mount Yu Sect, landed in the middle, and with a flick of his sleeve, he swept Su Mu up and disappeared.

"What luck—"

Lu Qingfeng looked at Su Mu and almost burst out laughing.

Just now, the heavenly secrets were revealed, and Lu Qingfeng, with a sudden burst of inspiration, deduced and calculated that Su Mu had entered the Chunshen Realm with him more than seven hundred years ago, but his luck was too bad, and he ended up running into the Mount Yu Sect's mountain gate.

Before he could even try to cover himself up, Gu Xuan captured him.

The secrets of heaven are revealed.

As Lu Qingfeng saw Gu Xuan sweep Su Mu away with a wave of his sleeve, another figure was also swept away. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Ao Zhen!

No wonder.

Lu Qingfeng thought to himself.

They finally understood how the two of them ended up in the Mount Yu Sect.

Ao Zhen and Su Mu's gazes fell on Lu Qingfeng, burning like flames.

Just about to ask a question.

At this moment.

Three beams of light suddenly descended from the sky, and three figures landed abruptly on the summit of Mount Yu without warning.

Three more pairs of eyes suddenly appeared on Lu Qingfeng, burning with intense attention.

"Greetings, teacher."

"Greetings to my senior uncle and senior master."

Upon seeing the newcomer, Lu Qingfeng immediately bowed and paid his respects.

The visitors were none other than the three true Immortal Ancestor of the Mount Yu Sect.

The three men's expressions were unreadable. True Immortal Guangning's eyes fell on Lu Qingfeng, and he spoke loudly, "Qingyuan, you joined our Mount Yu Sect and became the Mount Yu Sect leader after more than two hundred years, leading thousands of cultivators and half of the East Sinking Continent. We have never asked about your origins. Now the changes in the heavens are irreversible, the Heavenly Court of the Ancient Sorrow Continent has already descended, and the Dragon Palace will be here soon. You don't need to hide anything, just tell us."

Tongxuan and True Immortal Ronghong, who were standing to the side, also looked at Lu Qingfeng.

Ao Zhen's eyes flickered.

Su Mu crossed her arms, her face a mixture of anger and amusement, staring at Lu Qingfeng. Though embarrassed and annoyed, she was also curious about the true origins of this junior brother who had falsely claimed to be her teacher and had somehow managed to secure him the position of sect leader of such a powerful sect!

"Reporting to my master."

"I was originally a Rogue Cultivator from the South Sea of the Ancient Sorrow Continent. I was fortunate enough to become a disciple of the Min River Dragon Lord and became his second disciple. My Daoist name is 'Luofuzi'."

Lu Qingfeng did not hide anything and respectfully addressed the three True Immortal, including Guangning.

"The Min River Dragon Lord?"

Guangning, Tongxuan, Ronghong exchanged glances, all with expressions of doubt on their faces.

I wonder which of the Three Dragon Palaces this person belongs to.

Even Su Mu, who was standing to the side, frowned and pondered carefully.

"Min River Dragon Lord".

To be able to teach a sword genius like Luofuzi, and even cultivate him into a seventh-level Alchemist and a seventh-level weapon refiner, even if he only has the title of 'Dragon Lord', he must be a True Immortal in his own right.

However, given his short time of cultivation, even after exhausting his memory, he could not recall where the Min River was or who this Min River Dragon Lord was.

Turning to look at Ao Zhen, Su Mu said in a light and melodious voice, "Ao Zhen, you are the Crown Prince of the East Sea True Dragon. Do you know which True Dragon of the Min River Dragon Lord Dragon Race is the Minjiang Dragon Lord?"

Min River.

Min River.

Without Su Mu asking, Ao Zhen was already recalling. His eyes initially looked blank, but then widened in surprise—

"You!"

"You!"

"You!"

A moment later, Ao Zhen's expression changed. Pointing at Lu Qingfeng, he stammered, "You're a disciple of Ao Zhan, the second-rank Min River Dragon Lord of the Sorrow River Dragon Palace Ao Zhan?!"

"So it was the Sorrow River Dragon Palace."

"Only."

"A second-rank Dragon Lord?!"

Su Mu was taken aback upon hearing this.

"So even Seventh Senior Brother has heard of our master's reputation."

When Lu Qingfeng saw that Ao Zhen had actually mentioned the name of the Min River Dragon Lord, a look of joy immediately appeared on his face.

Guangning looked at Ao Zhen and asked, "When did this Min River Dragon Lord become True Dragon, and what position does he hold in the Sorrow River Dragon Palace?"

"True Dragon?"

Ao Zhen suppressed the word "absurd" from his mouth and did not respond. Instead, he turned to look at Lu Qingfeng and said with a wry smile, "Luofu Daoist Luofu is brilliant. Ao Zhen admires you!"

Immediately.

Cai Chong, who had a strange expression on his face, said to the True Immortal Guangning, "The Min River is a tributary of the Sorrow River and is of the second rank. The Min River Dragon Lord Ao Zhan was born in the East Sea and joined the Sorrow River halfway. He is at the peak of the Fourth Realm and is in charge of the Min River aquatic tribes and all matters related to cloud and rain control."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Guangning, Tongxuan, Ronghong fell silent instantly.

Su Mu's eyes flashed with a strange light as he looked Lu Qingfeng up and down.

Ao Zhen couldn't stop smiling bitterly, thinking to himself, "Absurd."

Only Lu Qingfeng remained calm, and respectfully addressed the three True Immortal, Rong Ronghong, and others, "Master, senior uncles and senior masters, in this time of celestial upheaval, the Ancient Sorrow has descended. The Heavenly Court is attacking the Xihua, Xiyuan, and Chunshen, and the Sorrow River Dragon Palace is about to descend upon the East Sinking Continent. I am unworthy, being both a subject of the Sorrow River Dragon Palace and the Mount Yu Sect Leader, and I wish to consider this for Mount Yu and act as an intermediary to prevent conflict."

Before he could finish speaking...

Splash!

Inside and outside the East Sinking Continent, the waves surged tens of thousands of feet high, and clouds gathered in the sky.

Boom boom boom!

The east wind blows, the war drums beat, their sound resounding throughout the heavens and the earth. Through the white clouds, one can see countless shrimp soldiers, crab generals, and True Dragon roaring within the clouds.

The roar of the dragon echoed with thunder.

Following the Ancient Sorrow Heavenly Army.

The Sorrow River Water Army has finally arrived!

At the summit of Mount Yu.

The powerful auras of the three True Immortal, Tongxuan, Ronghong, and Guangning, weighed heavily on Lu Qingfeng's heart.

Dark clouds Heaven-Shrouding the sky.

Five beams of light descended, heading straight for Mount Yu.

Amidst the radiance, the faint sound of dragon roars could be heard. Landing on Mount Yu, five powerful figures clad in various colored armors appeared. They devoured the surrounding void, clearly at the True Immortal level.

"Paying respects to the five seniors from Min River Luofu."

Lu Qingfeng bowed to the person who came.

The two True Immortal' auras were intertwined; if he hadn't possessed an eighth-order Law Artifact body, he would have already coughed up blood and been severely injured.

"Min River Luofu".

"Good."

Among the five True Immortal, the leader had a face as black as the bottom of a pot, a red beard reaching the sea, two white eyebrows, and eyes like golden bells. He wore a crown with nine-cloud blazing beasts, chainmail armor, a crimson robe, and a white jade belt around his waist, exuding a truly brave and spirited aura.

He saw Lu Qingfeng nod slightly, his eyes showing approval.

Without waiting for Lu Qingfeng to speak again, he looked at Tongxuan and the other two, clasped his hands and said, "My name is Ao Zhuo. I am honored to be the Sorrow River Heaven-Suppressing Grand Marshal. It is a great fortune for my Sorrow River Dragon Palace to be so highly regarded by the three Daoist brothers of the Mount Yu Sect."

Lu Qingfeng watched from the side, and a huge weight was finally lifted from his heart.

In fact.

Even after betting on the wrong horse, the Mount Yu Sect can still turn to the Ancient Sorrow Heavenly Court.

Only.

The Sorrow River Water Army has descended upon the East Sinking Continent. Not only have they been causing trouble by joining the Ancient Sorrow Heavenly Court, but the Sorrow River Dragon Palace will certainly not let this go easily. If a major battle breaks out with the Heavenly Court, it will be the Mount Yu Sect, caught in the middle, that suffers.

It would be better to just go directly to the Sorrow River Dragon Palace; it wouldn't make much difference.

It's a pity.

I originally thought that Lu Qingfeng's status was extremely high, and that I could use this connection to befriend the Patriarch Yiyuan or the Patriarch Golden Light of the Ancient Sorrow Heavenly Court. Out of consideration for their relationship, I thought I could receive some preferential treatment.

But now it's all just a pipe dream.

What ability does a mere disciple of the Min River Dragon Lord possess to warrant such high regard from the Sorrow River Dragon Palace for his Mount Yu Sect?!

"These three True Immortal probably have the intention to kill me on the spot."

Lu Qingfeng stood respectfully, watching the three True Immortal of the Mount Yu Sect exchange pleasantries and conversation with Ao Zhuo and others, his mind wandering.

Even.

He was prepared for this.

Good fortune comes from both sides.

With the clone's luck enhancing the main body, the luck of heaven and earth naturally favors it. Even if the clone is killed, it will still reap almost all the benefits, so it will definitely not lose out.

However, these three True Immortal from the Mount Yu Sect, perhaps newly arrived in the Sorrow River, dared not kill even a cultivator of low status like Lu Qingfeng, lest they offend the Dragon Palace.

Or perhaps—

"Is this because they see that I have a deep foundation and that I have returned to the Ancient Sorrow Continent as the Mount Yu Sect Leader, with my fortune greatly increasing and a future of great True Immortal? They are trying to win me over and cultivate me?"

Lu Qingfeng noticed True Immortal Ronghong's expression and saw him nod slightly at him.

Some guesses also arose in my mind.

Upon closer reflection...

Judging from the actions of the three True Immortal, Tongxuan, Ronghong, and Guangning, they had long ago decided to prioritize the preservation of the Mount Yu Sect, even at the cost of sacrificing their reputation by joining the Ancient Sorrow Heavenly Court.

Now that they see Lu Qingfeng's potential, it's possible they might just go with the flow.

The Eight True Immortal Discuss.

It suddenly stopped.

Lu Qingfeng looked up.

Then the Sorrow River Heaven-Suppressing Grand Marshal, named Ao Zhuo, looked at Su Mu and waved his sleeve, "The war in Chunshen is still ongoing, and the Bloodspring Demon Sect in the East Sinking Continent is still around. If you, little girl, get hurt, I, the Grand Marshal, cannot bear the blame of Patriarch Yiyuan."

Su Mu felt the world suddenly darken and turn upside down, and the void spun as he headed towards the outer heavens.

"Hateful!"

Amidst the chaos, Su Mu gritted his teeth in silent resentment.

As the void shifted, the image of Luofuzi standing by the Blackwater Pool in Blackwater Mountain flashed through her mind. She had thought she had guessed his origins, but Luofuzi, unaware of her true identity, remained outwardly aloof, secretly gloating for a long time.

Thinking back now.

Her face burned bright red, and she was so ashamed that she wished she could disappear into the ground.

Su Mu, a sword prodigy of the Nine True Immortal Sword Sect, known as the "Little Sword Immortal," has never suffered such humiliation and blows, except for the unfortunate incident of collapsing into the Mount Yu Sect gate as soon as he entered the Chunshen Realm.

Not to mention.

The Mount Yu Sect, which was originally supposed to submit to the Ancient Sorrow Heavenly Court, was 'stolen' by Luofuzi in this way.

This is a considerable loss for the Ancient Sorrow Heavenly Court.

Thinking of Luofuzi, Su Mu was even more furious at his own humiliation. He thought to himself, "How dare they play tricks on me for two hundred and forty-three years! I, Su Mu, will pay for this sooner or later!"

Before the thought had even formed...

The void was reversed, and they had already arrived outside the Chunshen Realm, in the Ancient Sorrow.

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