Luring Him Out

The Dragon Race stole the Limitless Sect's most precious treasure!

This news lingered in the elders' minds for a long time. They clearly recognized all the words, but when they were put together, they couldn't quite understand them.

Dragon Race! They're Dragon Race!

Although dragons had fallen from the Upper Realm before, and some treasures had even been obtained by their Limitless Sect's former sect leader, dragons were simply too rare to be found. No one had ever imagined that they would encounter such a stroke of luck in their lifetime.

Several elders suppressed their excitement, their eyes constantly scanning the crowd below the banquet, seemingly trying to discern something strange from them.

Sang Ying didn't miss the actions of the elders at the head of the table. She pursed her lips and said to Jiang Zhuoxue, "They're probably looking for you. Are you sure you didn't leave any trace?"

"Don't worry," Jiang Zhuoxue said calmly. "This matter won't involve us."

Even if those old fogies come after her, with Jiang Zhuoxue's current abilities, she has a way to get Sang Ying away safely.

Both chose to remain still and observe the elders' actions. The people from the Immortal Spirit Realm would leave sooner or later; even if they could stop them for a day, they couldn't keep them there forever.

Ji Fucang, this Spirit Transformation cultivator, is no pushover.

The members of the Limitless Sect were not stupid; they naturally understood that they couldn't keep someone for a lifetime.

So after the elders chatted with Ji Fucang and the others for a while, Sect Master Wu made his reappearance.

Like the other elders, he secretly sized up everyone present as soon as he appeared, his gaze mainly lingering on the group from the Immortal Spirit Realm.

Sect Master Wu might not know about others, but he did know about Sword Frost Cliff. These fanatics who only knew how to cultivate swords, their hearts filled only with their own swords, would certainly not have any designs on the Black Scale Battle Armor.

The other minor sects in this realm are weak and insignificant, and have not produced any outstanding disciples over the years. Clearly, that Dragon Race is not among them.

Therefore, the only possible group to have infiltrated the Dragon Race is this team that came from the Immortal Spirit Realm.

Suppressing his excitement, Sect Master Wu suddenly smiled at everyone, "I just received some good news, and I'd like to take this opportunity to tell you all. Many years ago, a wicked dragon from the Upper Realm fell to the Lower Realm and was subdued and destroyed by our cultivators. At that time, our Black Tortoise Realm cultivators even took the dragon's teeth, intending to use them to forge several divine weapons. However, the dragon teeth were too sturdy, and the weapon refiners spent a great deal of effort but still failed."

He sighed, "Later, the Lower Realm encountered a crisis, and the Teleportation Array of several small worlds were also broken. The Dragon Fang was lost in the chaos. Fortunately, my Wuji Sect Limitless Sect and has actually found the long-lost Dragon Fang."

"This is a fortunate event for my Limitless Sect, and also for the Black Tortoise Realm. Therefore, I plan to hold a banquet at the Limitless Sect in a few days. I hope you will all do me this favor and stay for a few days so you can take a good look at this evil dragon's tooth. After all, it is a treasure!"

Sect Master Wu spoke lightly, but the moment he uttered the words "give face," everyone could tell that he was subtly threatening them.

If they don't agree, wouldn't that be a loss of face for Sect Master Wu?

The people below had different thoughts. Some felt that if they could see such a rare item as the Dragon Fang with their own eyes, and with the Limitless Sect providing food and lodging, it wouldn't hurt to stay a few more days.

But people like Ji Fucang were attached to their sects and did not want to stay any longer.

Just by looking at Sect Master Wu's smiling face, Ji Fucang knew that it wouldn't be easy for them to leave.

"Senior brother..." Ji Fucang's junior sister quietly approached him.

Ji Fucang waved his hand at her. "It's alright, it's just a matter of staying a few more days. Senior brother is here, there won't be any problems."

He smiled reassuringly at his fellow students, but the melancholy in his heart remained unknown to outsiders.

Ji Fucang wasn't stupid. He could tell that Sect Master Wu hadn't intended to keep him around before, but after returning from his trip, he suddenly changed his mind, probably with ulterior motives.

It's a pity that the communication talisman can't work between the two small worlds, otherwise he could have sent a message to Elder Xiao and heard their opinions.

Ji Fucang dared not utter these words aloud. Now he was the leader and pillar of strength for Ten Thousand Daos Born's disciples. If he showed any signs of panic, the other junior brothers and sisters would likely be affected as well.

He clenched his fists tightly; he knew he could only take things one step at a time.

Sect Master Wu's scheming was written all over his face; he practically told Jiang Zhuoxue outright that this was a trap he had set specifically for her.

Even so, Jiang Zhuoxue still wanted to take the plunge. He wanted to be with Sang Ying for a long, long time; how could he, in his current frail state, possibly have that right?

Only by reclaiming everything that belonged to him could he barely regain some of his strength.

Thus, with the combined efforts of Sect Master Wu and the Limitless Sect, almost all the cultivators who participated in the banquet were able to stay. Fortunately, the beast tide has now passed, and both cultivators and mortals are recuperating without any major disturbances, allowing everyone to remain peacefully within the Limitless Sect.

As soon as the banquet ended, the elders hurriedly approached Sect Master Wu. Those who had accompanied him into the Hidden Moon Forest, in particular, went straight to the point. "Sect Leader, was the message you sent earlier true? Do you really possess the Dragon Fang?"

Although Sect Master Wu coveted the treasures on the Dragon Race's body, he knew that he couldn't capture the dragon by himself, and even if he did, such a commotion would inevitably attract the covetousness of other forces.

If he doesn't voluntarily relinquish some benefits, not only will the Black Scale Battle Armor be lost, but he and the Limitless Sect will also be in danger.

Therefore, he had made up his mind early on to spread the word. Telling these elders the truth was only the first step; he would also secretly win over other sects besides Sword Frost Cliff.

This dragon cannot escape this Black Tortoise Realm no matter what!

"It's true, of course. I obtained the Dragon Fang by chance many years ago. Now I'll use it to lure that dragon into a trap." Sect Master Wu made no attempt to hide anything and revealed his plan to everyone.

The old men didn't object; they were hoping their sect leader would capture the dragon so they could also get a share.

Dragons, those legendary and sacred creatures, if they could truly capture them, who knows how much profit it would bring them!

Several elders swallowed hard; their desires practically filled the entire Limitless Sect.

With their meticulous arrangements, the grand feast of treasure viewing was quickly organized.

The cultivators who were still visiting the Limitless Sect that day saw the snow-white teeth that exuded an invisible aura and made people want to possess them at first glance as soon as they entered the hall.

It was displayed on a high table, and a single glance at it would stir one's soul.

Jiang Zhuoxue, as its owner, was no exception.