I Have A Dual World Seal

Yuan Jing quickly arranged the temple’s affairs and then flew back to White Cloud Mountain with Lu Zheng.

Together with Yuan Jing, they paid respects to Daoist Mingzhang, met Yuanlin and Yuan Ye, and then went to see Sect Leader Master Mingyu and Dongyangzi to report the death of the Dark Sun Crossing Void True Emperor Demon Venerable.

After quickly greeting friends and elders in the sect, Lu Zheng flew back to Tonglin County, finally returning the night before departure.

"Actually, Young Master Lu, there’s no need to be so anxious. You could stay a few days at White Cloud Mountain."

"That’s not possible. If we say we’ll leave tomorrow, then we must leave tomorrow." Lu Zheng shrugged, "Blame it on my laziness before. I clearly could have taken the time to visit White Cloud Mountain, but I chose to stay at home and lie around."

Liu Qingyan laughed at this, "So Young Master Lu can indeed recognize his own faults."

Lu Zheng immediately widened his eyes, "I can say it myself, but you dare mock me too? Watch me close the door and beat the fox."

"Ah~~~" Liu Qingyan called out softly, "Young Master Lu, be gentle~~~"

...

Early the next morning.

Lu Zheng, Si Lingxi, Shen Ying, Liu Qingyan, Liu Qingquan sisters, and Du Yueyao, Yang Caiyi gathered at the Lu Residence.

Oh, and also Yue Honghai and Fan Boyu.

Besides the happy Liu Qingquan, Yue Honghai was the most excited.

Being a mere crocodile demon of a few hundred years, not only having visited the East Sea Jade Dragon Palace but also about to go to Southern Border Phoenix Mountain for New Year, truly a fortune and luck accumulated over several lifetimes.

Returning, he could brag to He Dingshan!

Fan Boyu was also very excited.

With Si Lingxi presiding in person, the lineage of White Smoke Valley and the New Sect of Primordial Saint Sect was doomed!

It’s just...

"Young Master Lu?"

"Don’t worry, don’t worry, we’ll be gentle, won’t kill off the entire New Sect lineage." Lu Zheng waved his hand helplessly; Fan Boyu had already mentioned several times about sparing lives, at least not exterminating all those in the New Sect with good nature.

With Si Lingxi as a solid backing and Du Yueyao passing down true teachings, it would be easy to gather most disciples under the Original Sect’s banner.

Seeing everyone prepared, Lu Zheng then pinched a seal technique.

A vast expanse of white cloud qi suddenly appeared, lifting everyone up.

Floating up leisurely, drifting with the clouds.

Everyone stood on the clouds, flying slowly but steadily southwards.

Crossing Ling Mountain, flying over Lingnan, entering Southern Border’s Hundred Thousand Mountains, then under Fan Boyu’s guidance heading towards the Primordial Saint Sect’s realm.

...

All the way without words, and without any obstacles, everyone soon approached the main altar of Primordial Saint Sect.

The main altar of Primordial Saint Sect was also built on a mountain, but not in deep forested areas between mountains, rather at the edge of a small plain.

At the foot of the mountain, on the small plain, there was also a sizable town, under the protection of Primordial Saint Sect, comprised of mountain people and followers, providing resources and services to the sect.

This mountain at the edge of the small plain, considered fairly high among the surrounding mountains, situated a few miles deep, isolated from ordinary people, connected only by a mountain path, mortals may not easily tread.

Various buildings scattered around the mountain waist and valley, orderly and picturesque, enveloped in mountain mists, exuding an immortal aura like a sacred realm.

"The location is chosen quite well."

Lu Zheng nodded, commenting, and then a thread of spiritual telekinesis shot forth.

"What esteemed guest visits Primordial Saint Sect, what guidance might you offer?"

Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows, then looked back at Fan Boyu.

Fan Boyu’s eyes sparkled, decisively stepping forward, transmitting his voice throughout the entire Primordial Saint Sect territory.

"Upper Realm Su Girl’s Dream Transmission Method, the world’s only true transmission, Saintess Yue Yao, personally arriving at Primordial Saint Sect!"

Fan Boyu’s voice rolled forth, ringing in the ears of all sect disciples, "Saint Sect disciples, are you not going to welcome?"

"Boom!"

In an instant, all Primordial Saint Sect disciples who heard Fan Boyu’s words were astounded and shocked.

"Saintess Yue Yao?"

"Su Girl’s direct transmission?"

"No way, never heard of it before!"

"The Original Sect’s priest, talking nonsense, don’t know where he found a woman daring to impersonate a Su Girl’s direct transmission, utterly ridiculous."

"But that’s Priest Fan; he is the most orthodox first priest of Original Sect, values sect orthodoxy utmostly, surely wouldn’t speak nonsense?"

"But the Original Sect’s lineage has failed; now the New Sect holds orthodox control, Fan Boyu’s insanity leading him to act recklessly is possible."

Inside Primordial Saint Sect, Saintess Yuanlu and Saintess Zhilan were both imprisoned, along with several stubborn Original Sect priests not yet killed.

Hearing Fan Boyu’s words at this time, all were utterly shocked.

Saintess Zhilan was even furious, "Fan Boyu foolish, Yue Yao is only of what cultivation level now, how can she directly ascend the mountain, truly afraid New Sect’s lineage won’t completely eradicate us?"

Saintess Yuanlu, barely breathing, her eyes half-opened, "Heard Yue Yao is with a White Cloud Temple disciple, could it be..."

Saintess Zhilan glared, "Then Fan Boyu is even more foolish!"

Meanwhile, in the grand hall of Primordial Saint Sect, discussing how to extract the latest version of the "Su Nu’s Prayer Method" from Saintess Zhilan’s mouth, three saintesses were equally surprised, then equally delighted.

"Search high and low, getting it without effort! Fan Boyu brought that woman up the mountain like this?" Saintess Yue Zhen’s eyes brightened.

"Su Girl’s Dream Transmission, Immortal teaching, this woman obtained the method only a few years ago, could it have much Dao practice, truly our opportunity!" Saintess Ming Ling slapped the table, rising to speak.

At the top, Saintess Qingxin curved her mouth, sending out a strand of divine thought, "Fan Boyu isn’t someone unaware of severity; since daring to come, he must have some assurance, sisters, don’t be careless."

"Sister, rest assured, we are aware."

Then the three sensed the clouds directly approaching Primordial Saint Sect.

"Innate Cloud Qi, could it be disciples of Central Plains White Cloud Temple?"

"No wonder Fan Boyu dares to come, seems he found backing in the Central Plains?"

"Associating with Central Plains Daoist Sect, I think he’s utterly insane."

"The cloud qi is not strong, not one of those oldest White Cloud Temple members."

"Since they’ve come, let them not leave."

"Must keep that little girl; the most complete ’Su Nu’s Prayer Method,’ combined with ’Holy Goddess Descent Technique,’ perhaps the opportunity for Primordial Saint Sect to rule the world lies in this."

While the Saintess Qingxin trio was still discussing, someone on the mountain couldn’t hold back anymore.

"Fan Boyu, you’re talking nonsense, quickly suffer death from me!"

A figure swiftly shot out, and a heaven-covering hand suddenly slammed down towards Fan Boyu.

At the moment, badly injured Fan Boyu truly couldn’t block a blow from this same sect companion.

Except...

A soft murmur rang out, then a ripple flashed through mid-air, with a hidden spell seal fleetingly appearing and instantly shooting into the wielder’s hand.

The next moment, the hand suddenly dismantled and vanished.

The newcomer was taken aback, focused his gaze, and saw a demure girl wearing a pleated blue floral silver embroidered satin gown, standing beside Fan Boyu.

"Su Nu’s Prayer Method! Who are you?"