Leaving Seclusion

Who would have thought that this peach tree could even heal wounds!

Just as everyone was surprised, they suddenly noticed that the Ten-Li Peach Blossom Tree was visibly shrinking.

In no time, it gradually became much thinner from a robust and ancient peach tree.

Seeing this, everyone around couldn't help but feel their hearts leap into their throats.

Is this peach tree, which has been their companion for so many days, going to disappear forever?

Fortunately, it didn't continue to shrink; it only lost a little weight before stopping.

The people around breathed a sigh of relief, their hearts finally at ease.

Everyone pretended not to hear the curses and insults coming from the Nascent Soul Cultivator outside.

Everyone is safe now, let him rant and rave.

Mo Yuanjiao and Mo Que, who had just woken up from their coma, were relieved to see that they had all returned to the sect safely.

General Mo got up from the ground and saw an outrageously large wild pheasant staring at him.

The next moment, he felt a huge suction force pull him to the side of the mountain path covered with peach petals, and then he lost consciousness.

Seeing that no one paid any attention to his shouting and cursing, Wei Hai became even more furious and raised his hand to destroy the village below to vent his anger.

Unexpectedly, a burst of Spiritual Power flew from behind him and struck his right hand, which was about to cast a spell.

"Who is it! Get out here, grandpa!" Wei Hai was furious; everything was going wrong today!

He attacked Shangyang Sect so easily before; apart from spending some time breaking their Mountain-Protecting Grand Formation, there wasn't a single mishap.

But then he saw an old man standing at the village entrance, looking up at him, his aged voice slowly saying:

"Please, fellow Daoist, show mercy. This is the home of the people of my Pusi Kingdom; it cannot be destroyed at will."

Upon seeing that the visitor was a Nascent Soul Cultivator he had never seen before, Wei Hai thought for a moment and roughly guessed the old man's identity.

"But was it Li Zhanying, the patriarch of the royal Li Household, in person?"

He knew roughly who the Nascent Soul Cultivator in the Pusi Kingdom were, but the only one he had never met was Li Zhanying, who was in seclusion year-round. Based on what Li Zhanying said, Wei Hai guessed that it must be him.

Seeing that he guessed his identity immediately, Li Zhanying was not too surprised, and simply said:

"I never imagined that after so many years of seclusion, you would be able to guess my identity so easily. I beg you, for the sake of my Li Household, to show mercy and spare the homes of my people."

Upon hearing this, Wei Hai stopped and said:

"Since you've stepped forward, I'll give you face and not destroy this place. But if you interfere in my feud with this new sect, I won't be so polite!"

That being said, Wei Hai merely wanted to test whether Li Zhanying's appearance at this time was to help the new sect.

Although he didn't think much of the Li Household's ancestor who only knew how to stay in seclusion in the palace, the man was still a Nascent Soul Cultivator. If he really went all out against him, even if he was confident that he was more skilled than the man, his strength would inevitably be greatly reduced.

Moreover, he is currently injured. Although he did not show it, the previous Lightning Tribulation and the ice dragon still caused him considerable damage.

Thinking of the Lightning Tribulation, Wei Hai suddenly looked up at the sky.

But they discovered that the Lightning Tribulation had stopped sometime earlier, and the dark clouds in the sky had long since disappeared.

Li Zhanying, standing below, nodded slightly after hearing Wei Hai's words:

"Fellow Daoist, rest assured, my Li Household has never interfered in the feuds between cultivators, as long as you do not affect the survival of our mortal people."

The Li Household's alliance with the sects was merely to protect their kingdom in the Mortal Realm.

Therefore, at the beginning of its founding, the Pusi Kingdom established a rule that it should not interfere in any issues between cultivators or sects, but should only form alliances with sects to protect its territory and people.

Avoiding making enemies is a key to the Li Household's survival.

Satisfied with his reply, Wei Hai turned around and continued to hurl Law Technique at the Lingxian Sect every now and then to bombard their Mountain-Protecting Grand Formation, all the while cursing and swearing with his centuries of experience in using foul language.

Unexpectedly, when he once again raised his hand and threw a large fireball at the Lingxian Sect Mountain-Protecting Grand Formation, shouting, "You little bastards, can't you just hide in your shells and not come out? Come out and let grandpa teach you a lesson!"

A wooden sword suddenly shot out from the sky, striking his massive fireball!

The moment the sword tip touched the fireball, it produced a metallic clang, and the next instant, the fireball exploded!

The shattered sparks instantly filled the entire sky above the Lingxian Sect.

Then, Wei Hai heard a very young boy's cold voice come from the other side:

"What are you yelling about, you little bastard?"

Immediately afterwards, Wei Hai and Li Zhanying, who had also flown into the air, saw a handsome young man in white robes emerge from the swirling flames.

The peach wood sword that had shattered the fireball flew back into Lin Xiao's hand in an instant. He looked expressionlessly at Wei Hai in the air opposite him, flicked the wooden sword in his hand, and the sword intent rang out.

Seeing that he was just a boy who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, Wei Hai snorted coldly.

"You..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Lin Xiao drew his sword and swung it at him with all his might!

The third move of the Swordsmanship in the Clouds!

Mountains and Rivers Overturned, the Heavens Exhausted!

In an instant, it seemed as if the Spiritual Qi of this world was drawn to the sword in Lin Xiao's hand, flowing towards him and then being unleashed by him with a single swing. Around this Sword Qi, it was as if clouds and mist were churning.

Wei Hai saw a massive Sword Qi rushing towards him, overwhelming everything in its path. Before he could even react, he was struck instantly!

The Sword Qi energy slammed into him, sending him flying a thousand meters away.

Fortunately, although the Sword Qi was immense, it did not cause too much damage to Wei Hai. After being knocked away, he regained his footing in mid-air, endured the pain all over his body, immediately took a Rejuvenation Pill, and looked at the very young man with a solemn expression.

Could this young man be the one who was breaking through in this new sect?

Wei Hai couldn't see through this person's cultivation level, nor could he see through those few ants from before.

He thought, it seems this sect either has a cultivation method that can conceal one's cultivation level, or it possesses a treasure that can conceal one's cultivation level.

Judging solely from the level of this person's Spiritual Power, he couldn't immediately tell whether this person was Golden Core cultivator or Nascent Soul.

If this person is indeed at the Golden Core Stage, then their Spiritual Power is far too strong and domineering. Even I, a Nascent Soul nearing the mid-stage, find it somewhat troublesome to face them. This is completely unlike the Golden Core Stage I've encountered before whom I could easily defeat.

But to say it's the Nascent Soul Realm is a bit too far-fetched...

Wei Hai then looked at the person opposite him; he was incredibly young, even bearing a hint of childishness.

If that's the case, then this person is definitely not the age that their appearance suggests!

He must have used the Youth-Preserving Pill, just like me!

And it must have been used when they were very young!

That must be it!