Besieged on All Sides

Yi Yun knew the secret of the Kanglong Ding, so he carefully considered everything the Myriad Gods Ancestor did, taking into account the possible traps and the old man's ultimate goal.

As for the Red-robed Boy's previous nonsense about his lifespan being nearing its end and his desire to find someone to inherit his mantle, Yi Yun would be a fool to believe it.

He knew all too well that this old fellow harbored enormous ambitions; one could tell just by how he handled the Kanglong Ding. How could such a person possibly give up everything he had to pave the way for future generations?

"The disciple he took on..."

Yi Yun looked at Feng Yunyang and remained silent. This young man probably had something special about him.

Yi Yun's thoughts were complicated, but the other disciples of Myriad Gods Ridge didn't consider so much. To them, what their ancestor had done was their greatest opportunity.

The legacy of their ancestors was something they had always dreamed of.

"Ancestor!" A Personal Disciple prostrated himself on the ground, "If we can obtain the materials on the list, will we have the opportunity to cultivate your <Myriad Gods Scripture>?"

The "Myriad Gods Scripture" is renowned in Myriad Gods Ridge. It is the supreme secret technique of the Myriad Gods Ancestor. Generally, only the Personal Disciple of Myriad Gods Ridge have the opportunity to learn the first three parts of the "Myriad Gods Scripture." As for the last three parts, they need to be exchanged with sect contribution points, and the price is astonishingly high.

The fact that the patriarch presented the list this time was undoubtedly an opportunity.

The Red-robed Boy said, "The 'Myriad Gods Scripture' is nothing. If you can master it, not only the 'Myriad Gods Scripture,' but also my life's work on formations, alchemy, and the magical treasures I've refined over millions of years, can be passed on to you!"

The Red-robed Boy spoke of these things, and everyone listened with great excitement.

They all guessed that the ancestor was probably refining some crucial elixir, which was why he was going to such lengths. They had to seize this opportunity.

Their Lineage has been rooted in Jinghai for millions, even tens of millions of years. Their Lineage's foundation and intricate network of relationships are incredibly deep, so they always have connections if they want to find something.

"Thank you, Ancestor! May you live as long as heaven and earth, and shine as brightly as the sun and moon!"

The group bowed deeply. The Red-robed Boy waved his hand, "You may all leave. If you have any news, you may report to the sect leader or inform Yunyang."

Inform Feng Yunyang?

People looked at Feng Yunyang with complicated expressions. Feng Yunyang was only the successor to the sect leader, but he already held a transcendent position, above these Personal Disciples and Core Elder!

Without a doubt, whether they like it or not, with the support of their ancestor, Feng Yunyang is destined to become the third most important figure in Myriad Gods Ridge!

Noticing the jealous and resentful looks from everyone present, Feng Yunyang stepped forward and said loudly, "Fellow disciples!"

"I, Feng Yunyang, owe my current status to my master's guidance. I haven't been cultivating for long, and many of you here are my senior brothers Senior Disciple Sister. However, in martial arts, age doesn't matter; in this world, the strong are respected! Besides martial arts, I've also achieved some success in formations! If any of my senior brothers or Senior Disciple Sister have any insights, I'm willing to listen to their guidance!"

Although Feng Yunyang's tone seemed amicable, saying he was looking for someone to guide him, everyone knew that Feng Yunyang.

As the patriarch's Closed-Door Disciple, he must have exceptional talent. With the patriarch's guidance, the resources he enjoys are unmatched by most. Under such circumstances, how many would dare to offer him guidance?

For a moment, no one spoke. Feng Yunyang's lips curled up slightly, quite satisfied with everyone's reaction.

As an outsider who suddenly became the successor to the sect leader, he was well aware that these people were resentful. But what could they do about it? It would only increase his sense of superiority in his position!

"Cang Wu, your junior disciple Yunyang has just arrived at Myriad Gods Ridge. Please arrange his food, clothing, lodging, and transportation." The Myriad Gods Ridge leader spoke, still smiling at this successor who was about to replace him. No one knew what he was thinking.

"Yes, Master." Cang Wu accepted the order.

The meeting came to an end, and after the patriarch left, people departed from the main hall.

As Yi Yun left, he could clearly feel several murderous auras locking onto him, all of which came from the Song Family and Zhang families.

With the patriarch and sect leader present, they dared not act rashly, but that did not mean they would let Yi Yun go.

Yi Yun ignored him and returned to Chenyue Tower. He entered the cultivation room, activated the formation to isolate himself from the surveillance of the Myriad Gods Ridge Leader, and then put the "Great Evolution Spirit Boat" and other items from his Space Ring into the God Descending Tower and sealed them away.

Although Yi Yun couldn't possibly hand over his Space Ring to the Zhang or Song Family for inspection, it was still best to keep these things safe.

After completing everything, Yi Yun began to meditate and cultivate. Now, in Myriad Gods Ridge, his situation could almost be described as being besieged on all sides.

Yi Yun had already realized that because he had failed to awaken the Kanglong Ding, the sect leader of Myriad Gods Ridge no longer took him seriously.

With the Song Family and Zhang families guessing that he had killed Zhang Wuchen and Song Bowen, his situation was very precarious.

Now, all he can do is seize the time to cultivate, wait for the old snake to make its move, and coordinate with it from within.

Just then, Qingwen's voice came through the array outside the cultivation room. "Young Master, please come out quickly, someone is looking for you outside."

"Hmm?" Yi Yun raised an eyebrow. Normally, Duanmu Qingwen wouldn't disturb him after he entered the cultivation room. Could it be that people from the Zhang and Song Family had arrived?

He activated the array in the cultivation room, strode out, and immediately saw a group of people dressed in steward's uniforms standing outside.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a mustache, who looked like the owner of a pawnshop.

His cultivation level wasn't high, and judging from his smiling face, he didn't seem to be from the Zhang or Song Family.

The Middle-aged Man with a Moustache gave Yi Yun a perfunctory bow, seemingly just to appease him. He then said, "Young Master Yi, I've come to deliver a message. If it's convenient, please move out of Chenyue Tower as soon as possible."

"Huh?" Yi Yun frowned. "What!?"

The Middle-aged Man with a Moustache leader asked Lord Cangwu to arrange accommodations for Cang Wu Master Feng Yunyang. Lord Cang Wu said that the best place to stay in the entire Personal Disciple area is Chenyue Tower. He asked Young Master Feng if he wanted to stay there, and Cang Wu Master Young Master Feng nodded. So Lord Cangwu arranged for him to stay here with you."

"The order came to me, and I had no choice. There's only one room in Chenyue Tower, and I can't conjure up another one. You see... Young Master Yi, could you perhaps move over a bit and do us a favor?"

The Middle-aged Man with a Moustache said with a smile, though his smile was humble, Yi Yun could tell that there was a hint of amusement in it.

It seems that Cang Wu said something to him, and he knows that although he is still the sect leader's disciple, he is no longer favored by the sect leader.