When the Master Doesn't Even Need to Act, Then Let Us Do It

News of the Celestial Court envoy's crushing defeat was not made public on Purple Palace Isle.

At least, not in the short term.

After all, a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal had gone to Penglai bearing Dongwang Gong's decree, only to fail to erect the Celestial Court Dao Stele and get smacked into the sea with a single leaf.

Such a thing would inevitably tarnish the brand image of the leader of the male immortals.

Inside the grand hall.

Dongwang Gong looked at the pale-faced Daoist below him, his expression turning truly grave for the first time.

"A single leaf?"

The Daoist lowered his head. Though he desperately did not want to admit it, he could only nod.

"This subordinate dares not exaggerate in the slightest."

"Luxuan merely plucked an ordinary leaf, yet it broke all of this subordinate's divine abilities. This subordinate suspects... he may have borrowed the power of Penglai's innate grand formation and the island's very origin."

That was the only reasonable explanation he had managed to think of during his journey back.

They were both Great Luo cultivators.

Even if Luxuan truly possessed Great Luo Perfection cultivation, he should not have been able to suppress him so completely with a casual flick of a leaf.

Unless that strike had not come from Luxuan's own strength, but from borrowing the power of heaven and earth across all Penglai.

Dongwang Gong had clearly thought of the same possibility.

A top-tier blessed grotto-heaven could naturally possess an exceedingly terrifying innate forbidden formation.

And Luxuan was Penglai's master. Borrowing the formation outside the island to suppress a Great Luo was not entirely beyond reason.

"It seems this man truly has some skill."

Dongwang Gong spoke indifferently.

"But a single innate grand formation is not enough to make the Celestial Court yield."

This time, he did not send only one man.

Three Great Luo cultivators.

Thirty-six Primordial Unity Golden Immortals.

Along with a group of Celestial Court cultivators skilled in formations.

Their purpose was simple.

To determine whether Luxuan truly possessed that level of strength, or whether he merely held the advantage of Penglai's terrain.

Several months later.

A vast expanse of immortal light appeared once more in the seas outside Penglai.

Three Great Luo cultivators stood at the forefront. Behind them, the auras of the Primordial Unity cultivators linked together, faintly sealing off hundreds of millions of miles of sea.

This time, they did not even bother with pleasantries.

The leading Great Luo directly produced a violet-gold immortal talisman.

"By decree of the Sovereign."

"Penglai has refused the Celestial Court's governance and wounded a Celestial Court envoy without cause. We have come today to hold it accountable."

"Luxuan, come out and meet us!"

The voice pierced through the innate forbidden formation and rumbled across the skies above Penglai.

Bixiao, who had been cultivating on Enlightenment Cliff, was the first to open her eyes.

"They're back?"

Yunxiao and Qiongxiao beside her soon ended their cultivation as well.

They had never held much goodwill toward the Celestial Court.

The last envoy had arrived demanding to register them in the immortal rolls, then used the pressure of a Great Luo to force their master down. Had their master not been strong enough, the three sisters knew perfectly well what that so-called "accountability" would have become.

Luxuan's figure silently appeared atop Enlightenment Cliff.

Bixiao immediately hurried over.

"Master, are you going to throw leaves at them again this time?"

"..."

Luxuan glanced at her.

"Do you think your master has that much free time?"

Bixiao gave a mischievous grin.

"Mostly because that move looked pretty good."

Luxuan's divine sense swept across the outside of the island.

He naturally did not think much of the three Great Luo cultivators.

What truly sparked a little of his interest were the thirty-six Primordial Unity Golden Immortals behind them.

Ever since the Three Cloud Sisters had become his disciples, they had cultivated on Penglai.

They had cultivation methods.

They had spirit treasures.

Nor did they lack places to comprehend the Dao.

There was only one thing missing.

Actual combat.

If they cultivated behind closed doors forever, even the finest talent could eventually become flowers raised in a greenhouse.

Now, the Celestial Court had thoughtfully delivered dozens of sparring partners with suitable cultivation levels, even saving him the appearance fee.

With such considerate service, Luxuan would almost feel embarrassed to refuse.

"Do you want to go out and give it a try?"

The Three Cloud Sisters were all startled upon hearing this.

Qiongxiao was the first to react. The Mystic Origin Immortal-Slaying Sword in her hand gave a soft tremble.

"Master, are you saying you want us to fight the Celestial Court?"

"Correct."

Luxuan looked at the three of them.

"You have cultivated for years, and each of you has improved, yet you have never truly fought anyone."

"The Primordial Unity cultivators outside are a whole major realm above you. It is the perfect chance for you to see just how much you truly weigh."

Bixiao immediately grew eager to try.

"What about those three Great Luo cultivators?"

"They have nothing to do with you."

Luxuan's tone was calm.

"With your master here, they will not be able to touch you."

The moment those words fell, the last trace of concern in the three sisters' hearts vanished completely.

After all, they were innate sacred beings who had taken form. They had never lacked courage in their bones.

And now they had a master behind them who could smash Great Luo cultivators with leaves. What was there left to fear?

Outside Penglai.

The Celestial Court party waited for some time, yet Luxuan still did not appear.

The leading Great Luo's expression gradually turned cold.

"It seems that last victory truly made this man unable to recognize the height of heaven or the depth of earth."

He had just been about to order a forceful assault.

When the clouds and mist ahead suddenly parted.

Three graceful figures emerged side by side.

Yunxiao wore white robes whiter than snow.

Qiongxiao wore azure robes and held a sword.

Bixiao carried the Golden Flood-Dragon Scissors across her shoulder, looking nothing at all like she had come out to negotiate.

The Celestial Court cultivators were visibly stunned.

"Where is Luxuan?"

A Primordial Unity Golden Immortal asked in a deep voice.

Yunxiao's expression remained calm.

"Master is busy."

Bixiao added from the side.

"You can fight us first."

The expressions of the Celestial Court cultivators immediately became quite colorful.

Three Golden Immortals.

They wanted thirty-six Primordial Unity Golden Immortals to fight them first?

What was this supposed to be?

Humiliation?

Someone in the back even burst out laughing.

"A few Golden Immortal juniors dare speak such arrogant words."

"Do you truly think that with a few spirit treasures, you can cross an entire major realm and contend with Primordial Unity?"

Qiongxiao had no interest in wasting words with him.

The Mystic Origin Immortal-Slaying Sword instantly flew from its sheath.

Clang!

A sword light even more condensed than it had been decades earlier streaked directly across ten thousand miles.

The Primordial Unity cultivator who had just spoken changed expression slightly and raised his hand, producing a shield that was a Mid-grade Innate Spirit Treasure.

Boom!

The sword light struck.

The immortal shield shook violently.

Though it was not broken, that Primordial Unity cultivator was forcibly driven back several hundred miles by the terrifying sharpness.

The laughter across the field instantly vanished.

Qiongxiao stood with her sword in hand.

"Next."

Bixiao's eyes lit up.

"Second Sister, leave a few for me!"

As her words fell, the Golden Flood-Dragon Scissors had already transformed into two golden divine dragons and soared into the heavens.

Yunxiao shook her head helplessly.

These two younger sisters usually looked more normal than the other.

Why did they suddenly act as though it was mealtime whenever a fight began?

She raised her hand and formed a seal.

Thirty-six strands of cloud qi silently rose from the sea.

A Cloud Formation, not particularly vast yet perfectly enclosing and protecting the three sisters, slowly took shape.

The three Celestial Court Great Luo cultivators in the distance grew serious as they watched.

Three Golden Immortals.

Three Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasures.

And an innate Cloud Formation that had already begun to reveal its mysteries.

They finally understood why Luxuan had dared to let his three disciples come out alone.

The equipment of these juniors was truly a little outrageous.

"Since they are courting death themselves, capture them first."

The leading Great Luo waved his hand.

All thirty-six Primordial Unity Golden Immortals advanced at once.

The next moment.

Immortal light exploded over the Eastern Sea.

The Three Cloud Sisters' first true spell battle officially began.