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Da Li, the sacred mountain of Kunlun!
Kunlun Daoist Sect.
Clouds and mist shrouded the towering peaks, ancient trees reached the sky, and exotic beasts flew in harmony. Magnificent celestial palaces adorned the mountaintops, radiating splendor and brilliance.
Waterfalls cascaded down the mountainsides, creating a breathtaking scene.
Disciples practiced swordsmanship, meditated on the peaks, and tested the power of their self-made talismans.
A Taoist hurriedly returned to Kunlun, heading straight to the grand hall where the sect leader meditated.
“Brother Xuanming!”
Along the way, disciples greeted him respectfully.
“Please continue, brothers. I have urgent matters to report to the sect leader,” Xuanming replied with a bow.
Seeing Xuanming’s haste, the disciples refrained from further conversation.
Xuanming arrived outside the grand hall.
“Disciple Xuanming, pays respects to the sect leader!” Xuanming announced.
“Creaaak!”
The grand hall doors opened.
“Come in!”
With permission granted, Xuanming stepped inside.
Tianquan, the sect leader, sat cross-legged on a cushion, his black and white robes exuding an ethereal aura. His eyes shimmered with Daoist essence, and his presence felt increasingly elusive.
Xuanming felt a surge of joy, sensing that the sect leader was close to achieving the Yang Spirit.
Once the Yang Spirit was attained, he would become an earthly immortal, enjoying a thousand years of life.
“Master, the villain who killed Uncle-Master Astral has been identified,” Xuanming reported.
A flash of murderous intent crossed Tianquan’s eyes. “Who is it?!”
“It is a general from the Great Wei Dynasty, a Grandmaster in martial arts named Oliver Sheng. He is a commander of the River West Army,” Xuanming replied.
He had traced Uncle-Master Astral’s last journey to Great Wei and discovered Oliver Sheng’s involvement.
After all, too many witnesses had seen Oliver Sheng slay Taoist Astral, making it impossible to conceal.
“Very well. A mere general dares to kill a member of our Kunlun Daoist Sect. It seems our sect’s prestige has been forgotten by the world,” Tianquan sneered.
The name of the Kunlun Daoist Sect had lost its deterrent power.
It was time to remind the world that the Kunlun Daoist Sect’s authority was not to be challenged.
Seeing the sect leader’s expression, Xuanming knew that Tianquan was determined to make an example of the Great Wei general.
The Kunlun Daoist Sect’s dignity must not be violated.
Offenders would die!
This was the second-largest Daoist sect in the world.
“Brother Tianxing, come see me immediately,” Tianquan ordered, summoning Tianxing.
Upon hearing the command, Tianxing quickly arrived at the grand hall.
“Brother, what is it?” Tianxing inquired.
“The person who killed Brother Astral has been found,” Tianquan stated.
“Oh? Who is it? I’ll go kill him,” Tianxing, known for his explosive temper, was ready to avenge his brother.
“It’s a general named Oliver Sheng from Great Wei, a Grandmaster in martial arts. Here is the Red Dragon Sword, a magic tool of our ancestor, Master Changyao. Take this sword and bring back his head,” Tianquan said, handing the glowing red sword to Tianxing.
“Yes, brother. I will bring back that villain’s head. Anyone who offends the Kunlun Daoist Sect must die!” Tianxing accepted the sword, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent.
The Red Dragon Sword was forged from the spine of a flood dragon slain by their Yang Spirit ancestor, Master Changyao, in the East Sea.
The sword’s blade was crimson, adorned with dragon patterns and scales, exuding terrifying Daoist power and sword intent.
It was a Yang Spirit Daoist sword, a sacred weapon.
“If the Great Wei Dynasty dares to obstruct you, tell their Martial Saint that our Kunlun Daoist Sect’s Yang Spirit will visit them personally,” Tianquan instructed.
The Kunlun Daoist Sect was that domineering. If a mere dynasty dared to defy their authority, they should prepare for a change of regime.
In recent years, the Kunlun Daoist Sect had become increasingly overbearing.
“Yes, brother!”
Tianxing, wielding the sword, transformed into a stream of light and left the mountain gate.
The Kunlun Daoist Sect’s domineering behavior over the past millennium was well-known among the major sects in the Central Plains.
Oliver Sheng’s killing of Taoist Astral was a slap in the face to the Kunlun Daoist Sect, something they could not tolerate.
If they did nothing, they would be ridiculed by other major Daoist sects, who would think the Kunlun Daoist Sect had declined.
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Oliver Sheng was unaware that his enemies were already on their way to seek revenge.
Upon arriving in River West County, Oliver Sheng and his entourage were welcomed as heroes by the enthusiastic residents.
“Welcome back, General Sheng.”
“General Sheng, you are eternal. Thank you for reclaiming the River West grasslands and fulfilling my father’s dream.”
“Welcome back, General Sheng. You are amazing!”
“General Sheng, I will definitely have my son join your army.”
The residents cheered joyfully as they looked at Oliver Sheng.
The streets were packed, but Cameron Guo quickly led soldiers to clear a path.
“Make way, everyone, make way. Don’t block General Sheng’s path.”
After guiding the enthusiastic residents to the sides of the road, Cameron Guo approached Oliver Sheng.
“Subordinate Cameron Guo greets the general,” Cameron Guo said, delighted to see Oliver Sheng again.
“No need for formalities. Let’s head to the barracks first,” Oliver Sheng said with a smile.
The residents were too enthusiastic to be driven away forcefully, leaving Oliver Sheng feeling helpless. In ancient times, he could still enjoy the treatment of a celebrity.
With Cameron Guo leading the way, Oliver Sheng and his party finally reached the barracks.
Throughout the journey, Jade Han was amazed by how popular Oliver Sheng was in River West County.
“How has River West County been lately?” Oliver Sheng asked Cameron Guo.
With Magistrate Chen gone to the River West grasslands, Cameron Guo held the highest official position in the county, overseeing all affairs.
“Everything in River West County is normal. The scouts are constantly on alert for the Huns, and the distillery and craftsman’s workshop are running smoothly,” Cameron Guo reported.
“Good!”
Oliver Sheng nodded. As long as the Huns didn’t launch a major attack, River West County would remain peaceful.
“I have advanced the Flood Dragon Devouring Technique to the Grandmaster level. I will now pass it on to you,” Oliver Sheng said, transmitting the technique to Cameron Guo with a finger.
Among his Prenatal Realm subordinates, only Xiao Chuyi had her own martial arts inheritance. Cameron Guo was the only one without a Grandmaster-level cultivation method.
“Thank you, General, for the transmission!” Cameron Guo exclaimed joyfully.
“Train well and don’t let Wesley Hu surpass you,” Oliver Sheng advised with a smile.
“Yes, General. I won’t be outdone by them,” Cameron Guo said with determination.
“Alright, you may go,” Oliver Sheng waved.
As the garrison commander, Cameron Guo couldn’t always be by his side. After Cameron Guo left, Oliver Sheng inspected the craftsman’s workshop, checking the recently forged weapons and armor.
He then visited the distillery to see Summer Lotus and Master Du, encouraging them to brew good wine.
Not staying long in River West County, Oliver Sheng and his party continued their journey to the Capital City the next day.
Oliver Sheng’s group looked exceptionally valiant, and with Jade Han’s envoy team, no one dared to cause trouble. At each county and district, they were warmly welcomed and treated to good food and drink.
Oliver Sheng was now a famous figure, having reclaimed River West County and driven the barbarians to near extinction. Such achievements likely meant he would be granted a noble title. No one dared to trouble Oliver Sheng and his party.
Thus, Oliver Sheng and his entourage traveled unimpeded, reaching Luo Capital in seven days from River West County.
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