The Disciple Recruitment Assembly Spreads, a Strike Against the Dongfang Family

"The ancestor wasn't traveling the world to gain experience. He's serving as a Reception Elder at the Heavenly Mist Sect!"

Xie Shiwei answered at once.

"What's going on?"

Jin Pingqi asked in astonishment.

"It went something like this..."

Xie Shiwei recounted how Zhang Xingfeng and the other two had saved him in the secret realm.

"But Dongfang Muxue and the other two left in such a hurry that we never got the chance to ask where the Heavenly Mist Sect was."

"Those three young cultivators reached the Foundation Establishment Realm at such a young age, and the ancestor advanced two minor realms in a single month. It seems this Heavenly Mist Sect is both mysterious and extraordinary!"

After hearing him out, Jin Pingqi murmured to himself.

"I should go look for it!"

Jin Pingqi rose abruptly, ready to leave.

"Sect Master, there's no need. The ancestor has sent word about the Heavenly Mist Sect himself!"

Just then, Azure Feather Sect elder Meng Xingyi entered the hall and reported the news.

"What news? Tell me, quickly!"

Jin Pingqi sat back down.

"The Heavenly Mist Sect will hold a disciple recruitment assembly in one month!"

Meng Xingyi replied.

"Hm? Won't that conflict somewhat with our sect's disciple recruitment assembly?" Jin Pingqi frowned slightly. "And where exactly is the Heavenly Mist Sect?"

"On the Burial Sky Green Plains in the Seeking Dao Mountains!"

Meng Xingyi answered as he sat down.

"No wonder no one knew about the Heavenly Mist Sect before. It's in such a remote place."

Understanding dawned on Jin Pingqi, but he still found it incredible. "The Source Qi in eastern Search Province is so thin, yet the ancestor's cultivation advanced that quickly there. The Heavenly Mist Sect is even more extraordinary than I imagined!"

"To avoid a conflict with the Heavenly Mist Sect's disciple recruitment assembly, postpone ours by one month!"

Jin Pingqi took a sip of tea and gave the order.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Meng Xingyi paused in surprise, then turned into a streak of light and departed.

The next day.

Southern Domain of Qitian.

"Breaking news! The Wang Family has joined forces with the Moon-Reflecting Sect and is attacking the Dongfang Family!"

"What breaking news? This old man saw it coming!"

"Right! Dongfang Muxue killed Wang Chenjue and Feng Quchu in the secret realm. They should have attacked yesterday!"

"Enough talk. Let's hurry over and watch!"

"Let's go!"

Countless streaks of light shot into the sky and sped toward northern Qitian.

Southern Domain of Qitian, south.

Star Formation Sect.

Inside a pavilion.

At the center of the pavilion stood a rosewood table, with two elderly men drinking tea on either side.

Both wore blue robes embroidered with countless stars. Against the blue cloth, the stars looked like a vast night sky.

Though numerous, the stars were far from scattered at random. Viewed from afar, they seemed to form a star formation.

The two men were Luo Xingchen, Sect Master of the Star Formation Sect, and Sikong Hui, its Supreme Elder!

"Sect Master, I hear the Wang Family and the Moon-Reflecting Sect have gone together to attack the Dongfang Family. It's sure to be a bloody affair!"

Sikong Hui set down his teacup and chuckled.

"A bloody affair? All the better." Luo Xingchen's smile deepened. "The Yin-Eroding Immortal Slayer needs to absorb a great many cultivators' yin souls."

"I was worrying over how to stir up strife among the various factions. To think they'd start slaughtering each other on their own!"

"Then, Sect Master, should we go take a look?"

Sikong Hui raised an eyebrow.

"No need. The Dongfang Family is in the north, too far from here. Continuing to build the Star-Pole Life-Gathering Formation matters more. Our later plans still require it!"

Luo Xingchen's expression turned solemn as he answered.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Search Province.

"Word has spread that the Heavenly Mist Sect will hold a disciple recruitment assembly in one month. Anyone under thirty can attend!"

"The Heavenly Mist Sect? Which sect is that?"

"Yeah, how come I've never heard of it? Where is it?"

"I'm not too sure either. I heard it's somewhere called the Burial Sky Green Plains in the Seeking Dao Mountains?"

"The Burial Sky Green Plains? The Source Qi there is incredibly thin. Doesn't sound like a decent sect!"

"Exactly. It must be on its last legs. Attending the Azure Feather Sect's disciple recruitment assembly would obviously be better!"

"Right, right! If anyone goes to the Heavenly Mist Sect's assembly, I'll laugh at them for a whole year!"

"What kind of lousy sect holds its disciple recruitment assembly around the same time as the Azure Feather Sect? Who do they think they are?"

"Exactly!"

"Never mind that. For some reason, the Azure Feather Sect has changed the date of its disciple recruitment assembly at the last minute. It's been pushed back a month!"

"What? Pushed back? Then my wife and little daughter set off for nothing?"

"My son too. Sigh, why did they postpone it?"

"Could it be because they didn't want it to clash with the Heavenly Mist Sect's?"

"Impossible! The Heavenly Mist Sect is a nobody. Would Search Province's First Sect step aside for them?"

"That's right. There must be another reason!"

News of the Heavenly Mist Sect's disciple recruitment assembly spread across Search Province, but no one set out for it. Instead, it drew endless ridicule.

Heavenly Mist Sect.

Inside the sect.

Sect Discussion Hall.

"Sect Master, word of the sect's disciple recruitment assembly has spread."

Mo Lingyuan entered the hall and reported.

"Sorry for the trouble, Elder Mo—"

Seated on the dais, Li Moqing spoke calmly.

Before he could finish, a figure hurriedly flew into the hall.

"Master, my mother sent word! The Wang Family and the Moon-Reflecting Sect are attacking my family!"

Dongfang Muxue's brow was tightly furrowed, her voice frantic.

She knew this had all started because of her. Whatever happened, she had to return and share her clanspeople's fate, in life or in death!

"What?" Lü Liu cried out, equally distraught. "Senior Sister, let's hurry home!"

"Let us go with you!"

Zhang Xingfeng and Chen Guyu stood and spoke together.

"Muxue told me roughly how strong the top ten factions of the Southern Domain of Qitian are. Neither the Wang Family nor the Moon-Reflecting Sect has a Spirit Transformation expert."

"Their strongest fighters are their ancestors, at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm. Hmm... Elder Mo, can you handle them?"

Li Moqing frowned slightly and looked at Mo Lingyuan, his question solemn.

"Rest assured, Sect Master. They won't be a problem."

Though Mo Lingyuan was only at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm, his answer brimmed with confidence.

"Elder Mo, the Wang Family and the Moon-Reflecting Sect have ten ancestors!"

Lü Liu warned him.

"No matter. What difference do ten make? I can destroy them all myself!"

Mo Lingyuan declared proudly.

"Good. Then we'll use this battle to make our sect's name known!"

"Elder Mo, take Xingfeng, Muxue, Guyu, and Lü Liu to resolve this crisis!"

Seeing his confidence, Li Moqing gave the order firmly.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Mo Lingyuan answered gravely.

Li Moqing then took out a white token. "Lü Liu, from now on, this will be your Sect Token. It contains your information and a live record of your points."

"You'll earn fifty points for every enemy you kill this time. You won't need to keep count; the token will record them automatically!"

Li Moqing handed the token to Lü Liu, his expression stern. "Kill as many as you can!"

"Yes, Sect Master! I'll do everything I can to kill more of those villains from the Wang Family and the Moon-Reflecting Sect!"

Lü Liu accepted the token and answered through gritted teeth.

"The situation is urgent. Leave at once!"

"Yes, Sect Master!"

"Yes, Master!"

Zhang Xingfeng and the other three boarded Mo Lingyuan's Abyssal Nether, which turned into a streak of light and sped away.