The assassins from the Immortal-Slaying Alliance were still in a daze when Mo Lianxing yanked them out.
"This..."
Mo Lianxing didn’t even give them a chance to speak. With her Nirvana-stage spiritual power, she instantly crushed their souls!
A warning to others!
After all, apart from Mo Lianxing... all the other guardians by Jiang Che’s side were fake. But if Mo Lianxing made a move... these illusionary guardians created with special effects naturally became real.
There was no need to prove that the entire row of powerful figures was genuine—just one was enough.
[My dear husband, as I am now in a spiritual form... every time I expend spiritual energy, it may come at a cost. This is not sustainable in the long run...]
Mo Lianxing secretly transmitted her voice to Jiang Che.
Even though Jiang Che had already healed all her soul injuries with Spirit-Nourishing Pills, the depletion of spiritual power remained a critical weakness.
[My dear, you won’t need to act often. Once or twice will suffice.]
Jiang Che was calm and composed, as if he had everything under control.
Even if Mo Lianxing weakened, he could just feed her more Spirit-Nourishing Pills, right? Infinite stamina!
But it wasn’t necessary—some points... were better saved when possible.
Mo Lianxing let out a faint smile before slowly rising into the air. Her gaze swept across the surroundings as her terrifying Nirvana-stage spiritual sense expanded outward. The factions hiding in the void, secretly observing, all obediently stepped forward.
None dared to stay hidden. This was a Nirvana-stage powerhouse—even if only a remnant soul, she had just effortlessly crushed several Divine Transformation-stage experts.
Who wouldn’t be afraid?
Behind Jiang Che, Ye Mengyao covered her mouth in shock. "Ah... Sister Lianxing is actually a Nirvana-stage powerhouse? This..."
"Wow, I never knew Sister Lianxing was this strong! Wan’er, didn’t you call her a ghost before~?"
Yu Wan’er was equally stunned. She never expected that this perverted bastard Jiang Che could actually charm a super expert at the Nirvana stage?
After being introduced to cultivation by Jiang Che, they naturally learned about the hierarchy of cultivation realms. Divine Transformation-stage experts were already formidable figures in their eyes. Take Jiang Che, for example... Yu Wan’er used to leave bite marks on him, but now she couldn’t even break his skin.
"Tch, this Jiang Che probably tricked Sister Lianxing with his silver tongue and... three special talents."
Yu Wan’er suddenly recalled Jiang Che’s sleep-talking that night—something about an Empress and an immortal sister. Could it actually be true?
Qin Qiaoqiao instantly wore a perverted grin. "Wan’er, seems like you know a lot~? Well, you do ride his face often, so you must be very familiar with Jiang Che’s silver tongue and his... special talents... hehe!"
Yu Wan’er twitched her lips, giving Qin Qiaoqiao a deadpan look. "Sister Qiaoqiao, you’ve already mastered 30% of Bai Jie’s essence~"
...
"Ahem, Young Master Jiang, truly heaven favors the talented! A hero among youths, none can compare!"
Such was the way of social etiquette. Many began crowding around him.
Among them, a few old foxes with fox ears and tails flattered their way to Jiang Che’s front.
"Young Master Jiang, do you remember me? We’re from the Qingqiu Fox Clan... surnamed Bai. Just call me Old Bai."
Jiang Che, with Mo Lianxing in his embrace, looked at these old foxes with amusement.
"So... what brings you here this time?"
Old Bai’s smile widened as he bowed slightly. "Young Master Jiang, our clan’s elders have heard of your legend... and wish to establish friendly relations."
"Don’t worry, I understand your preferences. I understand perfectly!"
"Oh? Last time, didn’t you say... the Qingqiu Fox Clan’s bloodline was noble and its members scarce? Why are you offering me women now?" Jiang Che’s tone was slightly cold.
"Uh..." Old Bai cursed inwardly.
Was this the same? Last time, they didn’t know you were an Immortal Physique! An Immortal Physique and a Saint Physique were two entirely different things!
"Hmph, I, Jiang Che, may be a romantic, but even a good horse doesn’t turn back for old grass!"
"No, no, no, don’t be like that... Young Master, hear me out!"
Old Bai glanced at the row of imposing guardians behind Jiang Che and made up his mind.
With guardians of such strength by his side, Jiang Che would be protected until the day he fully matured. By the time Nirvana-stage experts from the Nine Heavens could descend, the passage between realms would likely be open, allowing Jiang Che to enter the Nine Heavens under the Jiang Clan’s protection and soar to greatness.
"Young Master Jiang, though our pure-blooded Qingqiu Fox Clan members are few, you are welcome to visit Qingqiu Mountain and... continue our bloodline! You possess an Immortal Physique... our clan’s doors are wide open for you!"
Old Bai felt a little guilty saying this—after all, he was improvising. But securing Young Master Jiang’s favor came first.
"Oh?"
Jiang Che narrowed his eyes. Though a good horse didn’t turn back for old grass... he wasn’t above eating swaying grass!
"Fine, fine. Your Qingqiu Fox Clan may temporarily reside in my Dragon Palace. As for marriage alliances... we’ll discuss them slowly."
"Old Bai, do you have pictures of your fox maidens? The Qingqiu Fox Clan is a top-tier Imperial Clan—surely you have a Fox Empress or immortal fox ladies, right? Let me see some photos..."
"Actually, continuing the fox bloodline is a matter of great importance. As a man of duty, I naturally cannot refuse!"
Old Bai and all the fox experts: "..."
They had seen shameless people before, but never one this shameless!
But just as Jiang Che was about to ask for photos, a drastic change occurred at the altar.
Countless rays of light scattered as the runes and formations around the altar lit up one after another. Obscure and intricate patterns emerged, accompanied by celestial phenomena.
"This... the altar is awakening?"
Someone exclaimed excitedly.
Jiang Che narrowed his eyes, calmly observing the gradually reviving altar. The complexity of the formation patterns was enough to give anyone a headache.
But the intricacy of this seven-colored altar’s formation was undoubtedly unprecedented.
"System, scan this altar. Let’s see what it’s all about."
Jiang Che had a sudden impulse. Since this altar could isolate heaven and earth—even preventing Emperors from descending and forcing True Immortals to tread carefully—it must have an extraordinary origin.
[Ding! Scanning requires: 1,000,000 points.]
Jiang Che fell silent. This familiar feeling... he often did the same when scamming others with his sub-system.
"Fine, just scan it."
[Ding! Scanning in progress... Scan complete.]
[Sealing Demon Grand Formation: One of the top three sealing formations of the Ancient Heavenly Court. Capable of imprisoning all immortals above and sealing all demons below...]
"Huh... what’s the deal with this Ancient Heavenly Court? The severance of heaven and earth, the emergence of the Nine Heavens—it must be connected to them."
Somehow, Jiang Che felt he had touched upon a true secret of the world.
From the altar’s gate, he also sensed an overwhelming aura of spatial law. The creator of this grand formation was undoubtedly a supreme expert proficient in spatial manipulation.
Compared to them, Jiang Che’s comprehension of spatial law felt as insignificant as an ant’s.

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