An Old Friend Arrives

For the past Hundred Years, disciples of Thousand Wood Temple and the disciples and retainers under the Third Prince of Linshui Prefecture had often clashed. Blood was spilled on occasion, Qi Refining disciples frequently died or were injured, and in some major conflicts, even Immortal Realm cultivators had fallen.

The hatred between the two sides had long since become irreconcilable. With such a once-in-a-millennium opportunity before them today, if Xuan Ling did not let them attack, those below would likely grow dissatisfied as well.

Moreover, Xuan Ling knew that the two sides would most likely be unable to fight to the bitter end. This place was far from any towns, so even if things truly spiraled out of control, there would still be a chance to remedy the situation.

In truth, from the very beginning of the plan to relocate the Taiyan cultivators of the Southeast Sea Region to Central Province, Xuan Ling had intended to set a trap for the cultivators of Linshui Prefecture. Otherwise, reinforcements would not have arrived so swiftly just now.

The facts were much as Xuan Ling had predicted. The instant Zi Luan made his move, the other side instinctively chose to retreat. Watching two Third Realm cultivators from the side branches steadily lose ground under the siege, Chi Lan gave no order for other cultivators to reinforce them.

In less than thirty breaths, the battle had ended. Of the two Third Realm cultivators from the collateral branches, one was captured alive and the other died on the spot. Li Miaolin collected the fallen man's spirit body and physical body, apparently intending to turn it into a puppet.

Hong Ze and the other disciples under the Seventh Prince dearly wished to continue the pursuit, but Zi Luan, who was directing the battle, rebuked them. He