Authoritative Certification of the Cold Fairy

A dark night with a howling wind!

The deserted outskirts of the city!

"Heh heh heh...."

"What the hell are you laughing so creepily for?"

"The atmosphere's just right, Hall Master. I heard all Demon Sect people laugh like this."

"Where did you hear that?"

"From 'The Overbearing Empress Falls For Me'."

"...."

Luo Yexian felt like dragging this cult member off to feed the disaster beasts.

But there was important business at hand, so he decided to spare the subordinate for now.

"First of all, we are a Divine Sect. Secondly, the Immortal is arriving today. If you make that godforsaken noise again later, I'll slap you dead."

Just as he was reprimanding his underling, footsteps sounded from outside.

Mo Chaozong had arrived.

He hadn't made a grand entrance, bringing only a few Outer Realm deacons and one Law Body realm elder.

"Hall Master Luo, I'm here. Where is this certainty you spoke of?"

Mo Chaozong got straight to the point.

After all, 'discussing grand plans' with Demon Sect members was practically the most illegal of illegal gatherings—getting caught meant losing your head.

"Sect Master Mo has courage, the makings of someone who does great deeds."

Luo Yexian offered a polite remark before continuing:

"In that case, this Hall Master won't beat around the bush. My elder brother is an Immortal from the Myriad Phenomena Immortal Sect!"

His voice echoed in the empty outskirts.

Mo Chaozong and the other Spirit Rhyme Sect disciples looked utterly bewildered, the atmosphere turning awkward for a moment.

Luo Yexian then remembered that the Myriad Phenomena Immortal Sect wasn't widely known.

"A reclusive Immortal Sect. It's normal you haven't heard of them, but doesn't that precisely prove their profound abilities? I've been to the Immortal Sect myself. The sights there..."

Luo Yexian described what he had seen and heard with a look of yearning.

After listening, Mo Chaozong's mind was shaken, yet he found it hard to believe.

As ancient as the Summoning Demon Sect?

Countless treasures, nine dragons pulling a chariot... None of that was the important part. What mattered was the existence of legendary Immortals?

And they had even once intimidated a seventh-realm expert from the Great Yu imperial family?

"Seeing Brother Mo's expression, you must find it hard to believe. I was the same at first."

Luo Yexian said confidently, "The Immortal will arrive shortly. The truth will reveal itself then. Although my brother has a good temper and is a man beyond worldly affairs, we must still show proper respect."

"Naturally."

Mo Chaozong thought to himself that the prestigious Summoning Demon Sect wouldn't go to such lengths just to fool him.

Time passed, the moon reaching its zenith.

Mo Chaozong grew gradually impatient, his eyes questioning as he looked at Luo Yexian, who maintained a calm demeanor.

A while later, just as Mo Chaozong was about to speak,

He suddenly heard crows scattering in alarm. When he came to his senses, a figure had already appeared at the entrance, standing beneath a tree, its shadow stretched long by the moonlight.

When did he arrive?!

Mo Chaozong was inwardly startled. As a proper sixth-realm expert, even without actively probing, every movement within a hundred miles was clear in his mind. Yet the other party seemed to have materialized there out of thin air.

The person wore wide-sleeved black robes, with prominent horn-like protrusions on his head. He didn't look human, more like a legendary auspicious beast that had taken human form.

Luo Yexian had told him that Immortal Black Soil's true form was a Bai Ze.

"Brother Immortal, you've finally arrived."

Luo Yexian stepped forward with a beaming smile. "This is the Spirit Rhyme Sect Master I mentioned. He also happens to have a grudge against the Qingyuan Sect, making him perfect for discussing our plans."

"Oh?"

Immortal Li sized up the other man for a moment, frowning. "This friend of yours seems to have extremely poor fortune. Aren't you afraid he'll bring bad luck if we enlist his help?"

"How do you know?" Mo Chaozong exclaimed in surprise.

"...."

Li Mo looked at his missing fingers and empty eye socket, thinking to himself, 'What decent person looks like that?'

Of course, he had also used his Heavenly Destiny Divine Eye to check.

The man was ugly, sure, but his strength was no less, and his methods were more bizarre than the average sixth-realm practitioner.

"Ah, of course. The Immortal is a Bai Ze in true form. It's normal for him to know."

Before Immortal Li could speak, Mo Chaozong answered his own question.

Immortal Li said indifferently, "Since he's your friend, Xiao Luo, we'll bring him along. The 'grand plan' you mentioned is to deal with the Qingyuan Sect and take the Cycle of Life and Death Formation, correct?"

"Nothing can be hidden from you, brother." Luo Yexian laughed awkwardly.

"Of course, we cannot let you act for nothing, brother. The Divine Sect has prepared a generous gift..."

"This venerable one has no interest in gold, silver, or treasures."

Immortal Li shook his head.

To be honest, he didn't need to act when saying this.

Both Luo Yexian and Mo Chaozong could sense the casualness in his words, and the transcendent, immortal air of one who viewed wealth as dirt.

Even Palm Mystique experts couldn't escape worldly desires. What kind of person could utter such words with such nonchalance?

No wonder he was an Immortal.

"Then what does brother mean..."

"The Cycle of Life and Death Formation is somewhat interesting. Lend it to me to study for a few days when the time comes."

Li Mo said offhandedly.

He wasn't genuinely interested, of course. But at this moment, the more he demanded conditions that made the other party hesitate, the more reasonable it seemed.

Having experienced undercover life in Tianren City, Young Master Li was already a master at this.

"This..." Luo Yexian hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth. "I will consult the Vice Sect Master. I will certainly not disappoint you, brother."

"Good. Then it's settled."

After saying this, a cloud of mist enveloped the area.

When they regained their senses, Li Mo's figure was gone from the opposite side.

Mo Chaozong stared at the spot where he had vanished, lost in thought.

"Brother Mo, if you join us, the benefits are more than just the Spirit Rhyme Sect becoming a major sect governing a province."

"What else?"

"The last prince of the Great Shang dynasty, nourished by a thousand years of national fortune within the Cycle of Life and Death Formation, now bears immense auspicious luck. I imagine you'd be interested."

"But we are, after all, a reputable orthodox sect..."

"Heaven knows, earth knows. Once the Qingyuan Sect is gone, who will know? Even if my Summoning Demon Sect wanted to tell the world, no one would believe us. What worries could remain?"

.......

"That's right. The Spirit Rhyme Sect and the Summoning Demon Sect have joined forces."

"And, they've enlisted a very handsome and powerful helper."

After leaving, Young Master Li didn't return to his residence but went first to the Qingyuan Sect's External Affairs Hall.

Coincidentally, Elder Qian was discussing matters with Sect Master Shangguan Wencang.

Young Master Li recounted everything he had seen and heard that night in detail.

"Excellent! The Spirit Rhyme Sect pretends to be a righteous sect on the surface, yet secretly colludes with Demon Sect scum! Just the illegal gathering alone is enough for the Sky Patrol Guard to arrest them!"

Qian Bufan was furious, then realized something was off:

"How do you know all this?"

"Xiao Mo, I know you care deeply for the sect."

Sect Master Shangguan also spoke earnestly, "But you are now the face of our Qingyuan Sect. A tall tree catches the wind. Dangerous tasks like gathering intelligence—you must not risk yourself so lightly next time."

After this admonishment, he asked:

"By the way, who is this helper they enlisted?"

"It's me."

Li Mo curved his finger and pointed at himself.

"??"

The Sect Master and Old Qian leaned back slightly in unison.