Chapter 420: Xunlong’s n Master


    By the fourth day, all the ns had arrived at the Rising Immortals Altar and found themselves a ce to sit, and the power difference between each of the ns was clear based on how close they were towards the center and how much space they took up.


    The closest to the center were those from the Fengtian n, led by a full-mastery Golden Core and approximately ten nsmen. The Fengtian was a n with a legendary beginning; Grand Ancestor Fengtian hadnt fled into the Guixu Ruins because hed been forced to do so, hed insteade inside for the sole purpose of chasing down and killing an old demon that hadmitted all manner of atrocious acts. Hed chased the demon all the way into the Guixu Ruins and finally killed him, but he wound up stuck inside as well. He remained inside the Guixu Ruins for the remainder of his life, but he did leave behind the Fengtian na name that meant to follow the orders of the heavens to kill all evil.


    Grand Ancestor Fengtian had passed away long ago after so many years, of course, and it was difficult to say exactly how much of his righteousness still remained, but the Fengtian n he left behind had grown more powerful until it was one of the most powerful ns within the Guixu Ruins. Rather interestingly, the Fengtian and Hentian ns originally had no enmity towards each other whatsoever, but their names were pr opposites and thend they imed were also very close, causing unceasing friction between the two for the past thousands of years. As the years passed, this small friction umted into sparks of enmity, and things had even recently been spiraling out of control.


    Aside from the Fengtian n located in the center, the Yushou and Baiyue ns were situated in the middle of other small ns and were also quite extraordinary and unique. For the Yushou n, it was said they had ess to some techniques for controlling peril beasts, giving them a huge advantage within the Guixu Ruins. As for the Baiyue n, the females were the dominant sex and their cultivation techniques were closely rted to the moon. The Baiyue ns presence was typically elusive and difficult to track and they didnt have much contact with outsiders, making them the second most mysterious n right behind the Xunlong n.


    These five nsHentian, Fengtian, Yushou, Baiyue, and Xunlongwere effectively the most powerful ns within the Guixu Runs. Fang Xing did notice, however, that no one from the Hentian n had arrived. Perhaps something had happened to them along the way? Or perhaps their recent misfortune had made it impossible for them to muster up enough strength to even defend themselves during the journey, to say nothing of actually joining thisrge gathering to search the ruins with the Xunlong n.


    Time gradually passed and approached midnight. Two moonsone red, one whitehung over the upper half of the sky, each reflecting the others brilliance. At such ate hour, even those who were very close to each other no longer chatted and instead sat quietly in meditation.


    The Rising Immortals Altar contained a small amount of immortal presence that kept peril beasts from roaming around inrge numbers, and ever since the red moon had risen, an oppressive aura seemed to fall upon the entire Guixu Ruins that caused even the peril beasts howls to grow infrequent. The atmosphere seemed even more silent tonight.


    At the precise moment midnight arrived, an old cultivator amidst the silent crowd atop the Rising Immortals Altar suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, Theyre here! Beneath the light of the moon, a group of people could be seen in the empty distant sky. There didnt seem to be too manyonly around seven or eightand as they grew closer on their clouds, everything became clear.


    The person in the lead wore a conical bamboo hat and a grey robe, and their feminine shape could be seen when the wind fluttered her clothes. Behind her were the strange men with hemp clothes, straw-woven shoes, and messy hair scattered all over their shoulders. Although their facial features varied, their clothing and attire were the same and their expressions were all simrly grey, making them seem more like seven brothers.


    Once the group of people arrived at the Rising Immortals Altar, the grey-robed female lightly hopped down from her cloud and bowed towards everyone. IMaguhave arrivedte, she apologized in a soft but clear voice, please do ept my apologies.


    A righteous-looking old man with a tall crown of hair, long moustache, beard, and an old-styled robe walked out from the crowd with creasing brows; this grey-robed female was clearly a junior. Little friend, you are also one of the Xunlong nsmen, right? What is your identity within the n, and where is your n master? The speaker was none other than the Fengtian ns head elder and the one chosen by the Fengtian n to lead the group venturing into the Guixu Ruins depths alongside the Xunlong n.


    The grey-robed woman bowed slightly. It is my great pleasure to meet Head Elder Fangzheng of the Fengtian n. I am Magu, the current n master of the Xunlong n. Her voice was calm, but her words caused everyone a great shock.


    Even the head elder of the Fengtian n was so surprised he couldnt help but to let some words slip out, You are the n master of the Xunlong n? As the most mysterious n within the Guixu Ruins, the Xunlong ns battle prowess was certainly notcking or they wouldnt have been able to secure a ce as one of the most powerful ns. However, this woman in front of them was nothing more than early Golden Core Stage, and her age also didnt seem very advanced at no more than a hundred. Her experience and cultivation level wasnt even enough for her to be a high-tier Exalt, so how could she be the n master of the Xunlong n? In mere moments, everyone at the Rising Immortals Altar showed expressions of confusion and doubt.


    Magu seemed to guess everyones thoughts and her voice remained calm and clear as she replied, In front of all elders today, I dare not lie. IMaguhave been the Xunlong n master for the past ten years. Although my knowledge and cultivation level is certainly not up to par, there is unfortunately no other choice. The entire Xunlong n has only us left; or, more specifically, the Xunlong n is actually left with me alone.


    Everyone was utterly baffled at such an exnation. The Xunlong none of the most powerful ns within the Guixu Ruinswas now left with only these seven people?


    There were naturally some who were knowledgeable enough to see through the six men at Magus side. The actions of these men were dyed and they didnt have any signs of life; although they might seem the same as ordinary men, they were in fact more like servants controlled by some secret spell. With this in mind, Magus words would makeplete senseif she was the only one left of the n, how could anyone other than her be the n master?


    The face of the Fengtian n head elder showed only small changes before he quickly apologized and quietly asked, I beg your pardon, Miss Magu, it was I who was impolite. But how did the Xunlong n is arge n within the Guixu Ruins; why did it?


    Magu showed a faint smile, as though helpless but also sorrowful. I have invited you all here and intend to tell you the entire story, she softly replied. Please do sit back and rx. Allow me to speak in detail.


    The cultivators all agreed and sat one after another, and since the Rising Immortals Altar had no chairs, everyone naturally sat on the ground. The grey-robed female was in the center and surrounded by everyone else, and although she didnt remove her hat after seating herself, she focused her concentration and slowly began to recall.


    That our Xunlong n wound up as it is today had long been expected. Since the time of our grand ancestor, our n had been trying to discover the secrets of the Guixu Ruins without concern for increasing our numbers, and we only very rarely took in neers from the outside. It is only normal we would gradually decline and have fewer and fewer nsmen every passing day.


    Everyone understood these wordsthe temperament of the Xunlong nsmen was rather well-known.


    Ever since the earliest days, after at least ten and at most one hundred years had passed, we wouldbine the powers of our n to search the depths of the Guixu Ruins. Due to the existence of the powerful peril beasts as well as the chaotic voids and ck swamps within, lives were easily lost. Even full-mastery Golden Cores couldnt fend them off, and although we Xunlong n further developed our hypotheses and theories after each trip, each time would carry heavy losses. Finally, forty years ago, my father along with the remaining dozen nsmen went inside the ruins depths. I dont know what urred, but all perished, and the Xunlong n was left with me and a few old maids ever since.


    Magus voice was soft and devoid of emotion. but the words describing the Xunlong ns stubbornness were enough to leave everyone dumbstruck.


    In the following years, the old maids all gradually died from old age one after another, and after Old Maid Lan passed ten years ago, this Xunlong n was left with only me and these few servants. Heh, since I believe I have no ability to seek the depths of the Guixu Ruins myself, the thought of doing so also wavered. I originally considered choosing arge n and joining them as an Exalt to have a ce to stay for the remainder of my life, yet the nine moons started appearing. As she spoke, she suddenly let out a helplessugh. Respectable seniors, do you not also feel this is all so humiliating? We the Xunlong n diligently searched all these thousand of years. The entire n was sacrificed for it. Yet it is only afterwards there is finally the chance to seek out secrets in the ruins depths. The Xunlong n was left with only a weak woman like me; I dont even have the battle prowess to go inside.


    The cultivators were all surprised by these words, and it did feel rather absurdif what this woman said was true, this Xunlong n was indeed rather pitiful. Of course, nearly all cultivators were cold-hearted and had thick skin, so such pitying feelings were nothing but a quick thought before even the shadow was gone. The head elder of the Yushou n already couldnt wait to ask, The legend of the nine moons rising is real?


    This question revitalized everyone and dozens of eyes focused back on Magu, who lightly nodded her head. It is true. Based on what has been passed on in my n, the mysterious scene of the nine moons rising is in fact the manifestation of the ancient Taishang Daoisms protective formation. These so-called nine moons, one is the real moon and the remaining eight arenterns. Eight is the formations base number, and these eightnterns are in fact representations of the eight gs of the Taishang Formation. After the firstntern appears, another redntern will appear every ten days thereafter, and once all eight have risen, the inner areas of the Taishang Daoism pce will open. If one wishes to enter inside the pce, that is the only opportunity.


    Such words were like a thunderbolt striking the heartstrings of all the cultivators here, and the excitement they felt was indescribable.