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A beautiful figure lightly moved between the lush spirit plants, like a sprite among the vegetation.

Wang Ba stood by the window and quietly deplored the beauty before his eyes, unconsciously losing track of time.

The base of the East Saint Sect.

Among the mountains and cloud-laden peaks.

At this moment, the Fanming divine beast was on its last breath.

Its body, initially bound by chains, was now adorned with additional ones and covered in yellow paper talismans.

Despite this, there were still people guarding it at all times, cautiously preventing another breakout.

On a mountain peak across from the Fanming divine beast…

Ning Daohuan sat on a futon, his gaze falling on the black-robed cultivator kneeling before him, his expression dark:

“For this round, we lost another Golden Core Elder, Yuan Sheng. What do you have to say?”

The black-robed cultivator knelt on the ground, his body tensed:

“I am guilty. 1 misjudged the situation. I thought our underlings catching a few smaller players first would bait more to turn up eventually, so I didn’t prepare in advance. 1 didn’t expect that Elder Gong…”

“Please, Sect Hierarch, punish me!”

“Huh! What good would that do!”

Recalling how, not long ago, Pang Xiao from the Mountain Sea Sect had forced him to let go of the benefits he was about to seize, a flash of humiliation and rage crossed Ning Daohuan’s eyes. But it was quickly replaced by a cruel look: “Don’t blame yourself for being surprised, even 1 didn’t expect these natives to unite so quickly… It seems that I’ve been too preoccupied with refining ‘Fanming’, leading me to neglect these people.”

“But that doesn’t matter. I have memorized the aura of all those who appeared this time. Sooner or later, 1 will settle this with each of them!”

“The Sect Hierarch is sure to annihilate the four sects!

The black-robed cultivator quickly flattered.

Ning Daohuan snorted coldly at his words:

“Skip the hollow flattery. I’m asking you, have you found out what’s going on with the spirit chicken in Ji Lan’s hands? Why could that spirit chicken trigger an outbreak in Fanming?”

As they came to the main issue, the black-robed cultivator quickly raised his head, revealing a face as bloodless as a skull:

“Sect Hierarch, last night 1 invited an elder from the Soul Dao to perform a Soul Search on a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Beasts Room of the East Saint Sect, whom we captured. We did indeed find a clue.”

“Oh?”

Ning Daohuan’s face was as stagnant as water, revealing no emotion: “Go on.”

“Yes.”

The black-robed cultivator, Lu Yuansheng, quickly replied: “This matter actually goes back to more than five hundred years ago, to Master Jiaohu, the great-great sect master of the East Saint Sect who moved it from a small border town to this place.”

“More than five hundred years ago?”

Ning Daohuan slightly frowned.

“Exactly.”

Lu Yuansheng said: “Master Jiaohu hailed from the path of Beast Control. During his travels through the three countries of Sen, Fu, and Chen, he accidentally discovered that this place housed the Fanming’s primordial spirit and obtained the ‘God-Sealing Bell’ capable of controlling it. He immediately relocated the East Saint Sect here and, using Fanming as the foundation, established the Class IV Fanming Array.”

“1 already know these things, just tell me about the Golden Core Realm spirit chicken.”

Ning Daohuan interrupted impatiently.

“Yes.”

Lu Yuansheng quickly responded: “Actually, it’s not very complicated. Although the God-Sealing Bell can control Fanming’s primordial spirit, the energy consumption is huge and unsustainable. Even Master Jiaohu’s Golden Core Realm mana was only sufficient for defensive purposes. Being a person of great ambition, Master Jiaohu naturally wouldn’t waste such a divine tool. Iherefore, he started looking for ways to borrow the power of Fanming’s primordial spirit.”

At this, Ning Daohuan nodded slightly: “Quite a coincidence, that’s exactly what I’m aiming to do. This Master Jiaohu really had some ambition. Was he successful?”

Lu Yuansheng shook his head:

“No… Since Master Jiaohu hailed from the path of Beast Control, he wanted to breed a spirit chicken body capable of carrying Fanming’s primordial spirit, thereby borrowing the power of Fanming’s primordial spirit.”

“For this, he purposely imported many kinds of spirit chickens from the Jiuling Sect, ultimately choosing the ‘Precious Chicken’ as the base. He then widely promoted the breeding of it within the sect’s Beasts Room. Unfortunately, due to his advanced age, he only managed to breed a pair of Class II, lower-grade spirit chickens before his death.”

“This plan seemed to have been abandoned by the subsequent sect masters of the East Saint Sect due to its enormous costs and left to gather dust.”

“What a pity. These juniors really lack vision.”

Ning Daohuan sighed rarely, then reacted: “So you’re saying, Ji Lan’s group was successful?”

“They should be, but it seems they didn’t fully succeed.”

Ning Daohuan nodded. After all, the aura on that spirit chicken was only at the middle-stage Golden Core Realm. That was also due to it carrying part of Fanming’s primordial spirit.

If you remove the empowerment of Fanming’s primordial spirit, the true realm of that spirit chicken was probably no more than early-stage Golden Core, or perhaps even Perfect Foundation Establishment.

Thinking of this, Ning Daohuan, who had thus far been unable to control Fanming due to the lack of the God-Sealing Bell, suddenly found a way forward:

“Order someone to investigate the Jiuling Sect and see if they have any high-grade spirit chickens for sale. If they do, find a way to secure them for me.”

“Also, get that Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Beasts Room to breed spirit chickens for me. As long as he’s willing to do so, I’ll spare his life. If the breeding goes well, there will be a reward!”

-The Sect Hierarch is merciful!”

Lu Yuansheng paid his respects with submissiveness.

“Also, for now, hold off on the Mountain Sea Sect.

Ning Daohuan suddenly said.

Lu Yuansheng was taken aback: “But Sect Hierarch, we’ve prepared many things and were just waiting…”

Ning Daohuan sternly said: “Put them on hold.”

“…Yes.”

Seeing the firm look in Ning Daohuan’s eyes, Lu Yuansheng quickly lowered his head.

Once he saw the look on Ning Daohuan’s face ease up, he stood up as if explaining to himself:

“I recently received news that the cultivation world of the West Sea Country was wiped out overnight by cultivators from the Outer Continent. Now, the entire Fenglin Continent is filled with terror. If we act rashly against the Mountain Sea Sect, I fear it would stir up those old fellows…”

He suddenly stopped mid-sentence as if realizing something.

But Lu Yuansheng still couldn’t help but shudder at his words.

West Sea Country… he had seen it on the Fenglin Continent geographical map of the Tianmen Cult.

As the westernmost country on the Fenglin Continent, it was rich in resources due to its proximity to the sea. As such, it always had three or four Immortal Masters of Nascent Soul steadfastly overseeing its cultivation world, generation after generation.

When compared with Chen State, or with the Tianmen Cult, it was definitely stronger.

But such a powerful country had been annihilated just like that.

This immediately shocked him immensely.

“Alright, you may go. Focus on the spirit chicken matter. For the next few years, let’s take it slow.”

“Yes! I shall take my leave now.”

Lu Yuansheng collected his thoughts and respectfully retreated and left.

As Ning Daohuan watched Lu Yuansheng’s retreating figure, he slowly stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff.

He stood there, hands behind his back, gazing towards the west. His eyes appeared to penetrate the endless space, as he sighed deeply:

“Immortal Ascension….”