Seems No Need for Help

Outside the Holy Son's Hall in the Absolute Beginning Holy Land.

Two thousand-zhang flying ships soared into the sky. Their hulls were engraved with golden holy patterns, and dense spiritual energy lingered around them. They tore through the horizon, speeding toward the direction of the Jade Void Sect.

At the bow of the ship, Ji Lingxuan stood dressed in a moon-white holy robe, her long hair tied up. With a solemn expression, she gazed toward the Jade Void Sect.

She had received news that the Wutong Holy Land had already made their move.

She should have departed earlier, but she had delayed a lot of time trying to persuade the veteran elders within the Holy Land.

Most of the elders in the Absolute Beginning Holy Land were stuck in their ways. They were completely unwilling to offend a top-tier power like the Wutong Holy Land for a small sect like the Jade Void Sect, much less deplete the Holy Land's foundation.

Inside the ship's cabin, two Tribulation Realm elders stood side by side. The elder on the left had a wizened face and a heavy aura; he was one of the Supreme Elders of the Holy Land, Elder Ling.

The elder on the right had a straight posture and sharp eyes; he was Elder Zhao, who held the military power of the Holy Land.

Both were veteran Tribulation Realm mighty figures with immense authority. At this moment, both had traces of displeasure on their faces.

Elder Ling spoke first, his tone carrying a hint of questioning, though he deliberately softened it out of respect for Ji Lingxuan's status as the Holy Son:

"Holy Son, the Jade Void Sect is just a newly rebuilt small sect. In this Eastern Hua Divine Continent, they are as common as carp crossing a river. They are inherently blood bags for the major Holy Lands, kept if useful, discarded if not. Why must you directly antagonize the Wutong Holy Land for their sake?"

"Indeed, Holy Son," Elder Zhao echoed, his brows tightly furrowed.

"The Wutong Holy Land has dispatched three Tribulation Realm mighty figures this time, showing their profound foundation. Holy Maiden Su Yao has been in charge of the Wutong Holy Land for many years, and her ability to mobilize resources is far beyond what you can compare to."

"You have just retrieved the Holy Son's token from the forbidden grounds, and your position as the Holy Son is not yet stable. The elders under your command are not united. If we rashly deploy troops this time and suffer heavy losses, not only will we offend the Wutong Holy Land, but the other elders within our Holy Land will likely have complaints about you. When that time comes, your position as the Holy Son will be hard to keep!"

How could Ji Lingxuan not know of their concerns?

She had just secured the position of Holy Son. Without sufficient achievements to back her up or the power to control all the Holy Land's resources, she was indeed inferior compared to the firmly established Su Yao.

But she knew even better that Ye Chuan was no ordinary cultivator; even she couldn't see through him.

Furthermore, Ye Chuan was someone she acknowledged. Not only had he helped retrieve the token, but he was also a man who made Ji Lingxuan willing to take a gamble.

Ji Lingxuan turned around, looking at the two elders with a firm gaze.

"I understand both of your concerns, Elders."

"But the Master is different. Setting aside his forging techniques, his personal strength alone is not something ordinary cultivators can match. If we can build a good relationship with him, he will definitely become a great asset to our Holy Land in the future."

"As for the position of Holy Son, or the Wutong Holy Land's revenge, I have never feared them."

Ji Lingxuan said calmly, "Today, my deployment of troops to reinforce the Jade Void Sect is not just for Ye Chuan, but even more so for the Absolute Beginning Holy Land."

"If we don't even dare to help an expert worth winning over, if we lack even that bit of confidence, the Absolute Beginning Holy Land will only be bullied by other Holy Lands in the future, stepping step by step towards decline!"

"You must know, the master of the Eastern Hua Divine Continent is not the Wutong Holy Land!"

Elder Ling and Elder Zhao exchanged a glance, both remaining silent.

They knew Ji Lingxuan was telling the truth, but they still felt reluctant in their hearts.

To gamble the Holy Land's foundation and offend a top-tier power for an uncertain asset was truly too risky.

However, Ji Lingxuan was the Holy Son after all. Although they had objections, they didn't dare to openly defy her. They could only suppress the displeasure in their hearts and nod silently.

"Since the Holy Son has made up her mind, the two of us will assist with all our might."

The flying ships continued to speed along, moving faster and faster. The spiritual energy fluctuations around them grew more intense, and the distance to the Jade Void Sect grew shorter.

About half an hour later, Elder Ling suddenly frowned. His divine sense abruptly spread out, and his expression changed slightly:

"Holy Son, something is wrong! A thousand miles ahead, there are extremely strong combat fluctuations and chaotic auras. There are the auras of Tribulation Realm cultivators. I assume... the battle at the Jade Void Sect has already begun!"

Elder Zhao also immediately released his divine sense and frowned. "That's right, it's the aura of the Wutong Holy Land, along with three Tribulation Realm auras. However, one of them seems to have dissipated, and the remaining two are extremely weak. It looks like the battle was extremely tragic!"

Ji Lingxuan's heart instantly sank.

"Speed up, rush to the Jade Void Sect with full force!"

"Yes!"

Aboard the flying ships, the disciples immediately channeled all their spiritual energy. The speed of the flying ships surged once again, transforming into golden streaks of light that sped toward the Jade Void Sect. The space along the way was violently crushed, emitting ear-piercing hums.

A moment later, the flying ships finally arrived outside the mountain peak of the Jade Void Sect!

When Ji Lingxuan, Elder Ling, Elder Zhao, and the disciples of the Absolute Beginning Holy Land aboard the ships saw the scene before them clearly, everyone was stunned.

The peak of the Jade Void Sect was a mess, with the wreckage of flying ships scattered everywhere and smoke filling the air. But the battle filling the sky was far more bizarre and mind-subverting than they had imagined.

On the mountain peak, several pitch-black avatars were chasing and beating up the disciples of the Wutong Holy Land!

Those Wutong Holy Land disciples, no matter their cultivation level, were currently in a miserable state, lacking even the strength to resist.

Some cultivators had even thought of running away and took to the sky on their flying swords. But for some unknown reason, their faces were ashen, and they seemed unable to control their bowels, forcefully spewing out the spiritual herbs and fruits they had eaten from their rear ends, looking like a rainbow.

And in midair, the scene was even more outrageous.

Ye Chuan was seen wielding dual swords, his figure constantly teleporting like a phantom. Every sword strike forced Mo Chen and Xuan Feng to retreat continuously in a sorry state.

Mo Chen and Xuan Feng were covered in injuries, their mouths brimming with black blood, and their auras were weak to the extreme.

They were also entangled in heavy negative status effects. Their eyes were unfocused, their faces full of fear and despair. Where was the majesty of Tribulation Realm mighty figures?

They were clearly two stray dogs being chased and beaten, without even the strength to fight back!

Ye Chuan mocked as he hacked at them, "Keep taking out your magical treasures, I'm still waiting to collect them!"

Mo Chen trembled with anger, but he didn't even have the strength to retort. His heart was filled with endless devastation!

He could not figure out how he could be chased and beaten by a young man, without even room to retaliate. This was simply a monumental humiliation!

Ignoring spells, confiscating magical treasures, healing in a second even when injured, and it seemed like his spiritual energy would never run out!

A monster!

Xuan Feng, even more so, only wanted to flee from here immediately.

"Hmph, trying to escape?"

[Lightning] [Wind] [Sword]

Ye Chuan's speed was too fast; teleporting was as simple as eating and drinking to him. Xuan Feng couldn't dodge at all and could only forcefully endure Ye Chuan's sword strikes. The agonizing pain in his divine soul almost made him completely break down!

"This..." In the distance, Ji Lingxuan, along with the two Tribulation Realm elders beside her, were left somewhat speechless.

It seemed like they didn't need any help at all?