Immortal Path to Heaven

Chapter 1053: Feng Xiang’s Plan

Within the Phoenixes’ headquarters, it was resplendent and magnificent with an aura of nobility that was difficult to describe.

At this moment, in a small house at the edge, a big yellow dog, an ancient ape, and a giant goshawk sat facing each other.

For some reason, the atmosphere was solemn no matter how one looked at it.

They were the 3 spirit beasts that followed Ou Yangming. Although their cultivation levels were different, after sharing weal and woe with the young fellow during this period, they could be considered as his core group.

Multi-armed King Kong looked around and took the lead to speak, “Before I knew it, I’ve been following Master for several years. Time really flies. From an Advanced Spiritualist to a Venerable One, the change is really too great.”

“That’s right. Meeting Master has been my greatest fortune in this life.” The goshawk nodded in agreement, his face full of sincerity. If someone had told him before that he could survive 5 Heavenly Thunderbolts without being harmed, he would have flapped his wings to send the person flying away without any hesitation. It would have only been a dream but after meeting Ou Yangming, all these impossibilities became possible.

Perhaps among them, the goshawk had received the least resources and care, but he did not feel the slightest sense of loss.

The 3 beasts raised their glasses at the same time, clinked them together, and took a sip of their drinks solemnly.

After 3 rounds of liquor, the topic became livelier.

The goshawk asked, “Big Yellow, you were the earliest to meet Master. Did anything interesting happen?”

Big Yellow sat up straight but deliberately put on airs. The things were secrets in his heart, and he would not trade them for anything. He thought to himself, ‘If I wrote a story about Lil Ming’s experience, given his reputation in the Spiritual Realm, it’d surely sell well, and everyone would pay for it.

Seeing that Big Yellow did not say anything, King Kong also looked over.

Big Yellow’s eyes kept rolling. He held his chin with his paw as he looked at the beam on the roof, but he still refused to say anything.

King Kong gave a look to the goshawk, who immediately understood. He smiled slyly and said, “The last time in Huixun City, King Kong and I saw what you did. We’re brothers, so I was afraid it’d hurt our friendship.”

“What did I do?” Big Yellow still refused to say. He was tight-lipped, but he kept looking around, and his attitude had softened.

“Goshawk, say it. Master has comprehended the power of laws now, and his cultivation is divine. Maybe he’ll hear us and will be delighted,” King Kong noted. He did not look simple and honest at all. Instead, he looked a little cunning.

When Big Yellow heard these words, his expression instantly became bitter.

He waved his paw and said, “No, no, I’ll tell you!”

Immediately after, Big Yellow began to tell the story vividly. The difficulty of the Testimony Path, their narrow escape from death in the Chaos Cave, and the wondrous use of the Life-prolonging Spiritual Pill. At every critical moment, the king kong and the goshawk were at the center of suspension, where their hearts beat non-stop.

Afterward, Big Yellow spoke about the time when they brought many Supreme Great Ancestors from the capital.

All of these stories were told by Big Yellow, and he did not leave out the love and hate relationships with the 3 ladies.

In his words, it was touching and that love was stronger than gold. Hearing this, King Kong and the goshawk were completely immersed.

“So it turns out that I was the main culprit that caused the great calamity in the lower realm.” King Kong rubbed his head and drank the liquor in his cup in one gulp.

Then, the 3 beasts raised their right hands and clinked their cups together again.

After a while, goshawk casually asked, “King Kong, when the contract was signed, Master’s Heavenly Phoenix Fire was purple, right? I’m afraid that I was muddle-headed and remembered wrongly.”

King Kong pondered for a moment. He rubbed his cup before he nodded and said yes.

“In that case, is Master’s Phoenix Bloodline the noblest among the Phoenixes?” The goshawk’s eyes flashed, and he spoke quickly.

“Yes.” King Kong nodded heavily.

The moment he finished, the room was dead silent.

After about 8 minutes, the king kong expressed, “I’m a crude person and don’t know any great principles. However, I know that no matter what kind of achievements I make in this life, no matter how far I go, I owe it all to Master. I’ll always be the sharpest steel blade in his hand. Wherever his thoughts are, I’ll follow, and I won’t hesitate to pierce through the enemy’s heart for him.”

Multi-armed King Kong did not know that when he would finally become a Ruler in the Great Wide World, people would talk about this.

The goshawk and Big Yellow did not say anything, but they looked very determined.

After all, the scene in the spirit ore square today had touched them too much.

At night, the stars appeared, and the starlights were boundless.

The ancestral land of the Phoenixes seemed to have turned into a fairytale world. The night wind blew, and it carried a hint of coolness. As it blew on their bodies, the weariness on their bodies seemed to have been blown away, and the tens of thousands of pores on their bodies opened up.

At this moment, on the peak of a precipice, an old man had his hands behind his back.

The peak of the mountain was covered in pure white snow that did not melt all year round. Nevertheless, the strange thing was that many spiritual herbs grew on the white snow. They were different in color, and they were glowing with brilliant colors.

The old man looked at the sky and raised his hand. The clouds and mist blocking the mountain peak were immediately torn apart by a majestic force, revealing a bright and clear sky. The gentle moonlight poured down like water. The old man smiled in satisfaction and sighed. “This is great. The clouds and mist blocking the peak have dispersed. These spiritual herbs can also absorb the essence of the moonlight. They’ll surely be able to produce spiritual fruits as soon as possible.”

After an hour, the old man finally managed to take care of all these spiritual herbs.

He looked at the mountainside and said softly, “Come up if you’re here.”

A man in red slowly walked over. His face was full of smiles as he cupped his hands and greeted, “Elder Mu.”

The old man’s name was Feng Mu. Nobody knew how long he had lived, but his strength was unfathomable.

Feng Mu had the strongest cultivation in the Peacemaking Sect. Until now, no one had ever seen him use his full strength. Despite that, even a Ruler would not be able to last more than 100 moves from him and would find it hard to escape. Even Feng Tian had to show some respect when facing him.

With his fists alone, Feng Mu made an awe-inspiring name for himself.

“You’re here?” The wrinkles on Feng Mu’s face were squeezed together, but his smile was amiable. He was not like the top powerhouses in the Great Wide World, but rather like a carefree grandfather next door.

“I haven’t been here for a long time, so I came over to take a look.” Feng Xiang walked to his side and skillfully rubbed the old man’s shoulders. He was ingenious in the strength he used, and he was neither too fast nor too slow. Obviously, he had done this many times.

The old man seemed relaxed as he praised, “I guess I didn’t dote on you for nothing. You’re really good at this.”

Feng Xiang massaged the old man for a while then said softly, “Feng Lin’s back.”

The old man’s weathered and mottled skin relaxed right away. He shook his head and said, “He really worried me. He’s obviously a rare talent, but he doesn’t like to cultivate. He has listened to you since he was young, so you have to supervise him a little.”

“I understand.” Feng Xiang nodded slightly. He was not crafty around the old man.

The old man turned around and gently tapped Feng Xiang’s forehead, then he jokingly scolded, “I understand, I understand—that’s all you say. How many times have you said this, but what happens in the end? After so many years, he’s still a Venerable One. My lineage has never been so embarrassed!”

“Hmm? When Grandma was alive, she often told me that you were also… Very naughty when you were young and that you were just like Feng Lin,” Feng Xiang said with a smile.

The old man glared at him. His aura was full of vigor but in an instant, he became amiable again.

He looked around and said, “Let’s talk inside. There’s a lot of cold air outside.”

The interior of the straw hut was crude as there was only a sandalwood table inside. There was a bonfire on the ground, but the firewood had been burned out. Only charcoal was left, emitting a faint red light. At Feng Mu’s level, everything he said and did could be felt by one’s heart.

He took a step forward and did not mind the dirtiness. He sat on the ground and poked the bonfire with a wooden stick. Immediately, the red light became a little brighter. Subsequently, he asked softly, “You’ve won against Feng Xinxiao this time. What are your plans next?”

Feng Xiang walked to his side and sat gently. He responded, “Why should I be afraid of a challenge?”

“You’re confident? If you lose, the Neutral Sect will change sides at the last minute. The end of the Great Wide World won’t be far away.” The old man’s voice carried a faint melancholy.

“We have to try,” Feng Xiang replied.

“Mm.” The small room instantly quieted down, such that not a single sound could be heard.

After a moment, Feng Mu said, “Tell me what you think. It may not be a flawless victory, but it must not cause any major problems.”

Feng Xiang nodded. After he sorted out his thoughts, he noted, “War leaves only pain. Right now, many blessed lands in the Great Wide World have been destroyed, leaving only broken places. This is something that many living beings have witnessed. With this as the premise, whether it’s the arrogant Phoenixes or the overbearing Dragons, a large portion of the powerhouses is already tired of war.”

The old man nodded, indicating for him to continue.

As Feng Xiang continued, his thoughts became clearer. “So, I want to try to rope in the Dragons’ Peacemaking Sect and join hands to seal the heart of origin, ending the chaotic situation in the Great Wide World.”

Feng Mu’s finger lightly tapped on the void. Where his finger landed, a green light flashed, and the space rippled.

“The Dragons are too overbearing. This won’t work,” the old man remarked in a deep voice after some thought.

“Yes, of course, it won’t work under normal circumstances, but we have Ou Yangming now. He has the power of the Dragons and the Phoenixes at the same time. He can find a balance between both sides and build a bridge of hope.” Feng Xiang was sincere.

The old man was silent for a while. In the end, he uttered slowly, “This is worth a try. As long as the Dragons’ Peacemaking Sect joins hands with us and seals the heart of origin, the turmoil that lasted for tens of thousands of years in the Great Wide World will come to an end. Now, the most important thing for us to do is to rope in the Neutral Sect. Otherwise, it’ll be difficult to achieve great things with just us alone.”

“Yes, I’m ready.” Feng Xiang’s eyes flashed with a cold light.

“We can only succeed,” Feng Mu noted.

“Yes.” Feng Xiang nodded hard.

The old man waved his hand and began to chase him away. He said, “Go back quickly and ask Feng Lin to accompany me. I haven’t seen him for a long time, and I miss him a lot.”

Feng Xiang nodded respectfully and walked down the mountain.

After Feng Xiang left, the old man said, “The clouds that were blocking the spiritual herbs have dispersed. It’s just that I don’t know if the one that has been blocking above the Phoenixes can disperse this time. The Great Wide World can’t withstand this torment anymore. There’s not much time left.”