Sovereign to Immortality

Chapter 876 – Lead the way

“How is it, is your brother still not back yet?”

Yang Tiangang hurriedly asked as he saw Yang Junping approaching.

Yang Junping laughed bitterly: “There is still no movement from the Heaven Escaping Great Formation, my brother has only been in the Immortal palace for half a day, how could he possibly return at this time, unless he received news that the Jingyang Sect’s clan was exterminated, or if there is a Heavenly Dipper cultivator in the clan informing him.”

Yang Tiangang also knew that he was being anxious, and said helplessly: “The Mystic Yuan Sect has been urged to hurry, this time the Jingyang Sect has been annihilated, the demons are approaching menacingly, all the sects in the Yuzhou have responded to go and encircle and annihilate them, I’m afraid only our Yang Family is left.”

Yang Junping laughed coldly: “I think that Mystic Yuan Sect himself is in a rush, all these years his expansion speed is much faster than ours. With the decline of the Jingyang Sect, almost everyone knows about Jingyang Sect’s plans, and now that the Demon race has unsheathed their fangs, they have forcefully snatched the Mystic Yuan Sect’s fat out, and even placed a nail in the ground right under Mystic Yuan Sect’s nose, it would be weird for the Mystic Yuan Sect to not be in a rush.”

Yang Tiangang said: “This time, it is far too strange, after the demon cultivators were expelled from the Yuxian, it is said that most of them were hibernating at the edge of the Xi’an County, and although the Jingyang Sect has been declining for a long time, but this time they suddenly made their move against the Jingyang Sect. Although the Jingyang Sect has declined for a long time, but to the south, there are the Zhuge Family, the Ultimate Profound Gate, and the north, and the Mystic Yuan Sect.

However, Yang Junping said: “I heard that this time, the devil ancestor is going to personally take action?”

Yang Tiangang shook his head, and said: “This time, your brother might not be able to come back in time. How about this, I will personally lead a trip, and you stay behind to guard West Mountain.”

Yang Junping promptly advised, “Then even if you go, so what if Grandmaster Xuan Yuan personally orders my brother to go? I think we should call Thirteen back from Huyao County. I’ll go with him! ”

Yang Tiangang shook his head: “No, Thirteen is going to be in charge of the Huyao County, and now that the Adept Zhou Yi is in closed door cultivation, your brother cannot go in time, if our Madame Yang does not send someone of authority, what do you think the various sects in the Yuzhou will think of our Yang Family?”

However, Yang Junping said in a low voice: “It’s precisely because Adept Zhou Yi is in closed door cultivation that father needs you to stay in the Western Mountain right now.”

When Yang Tiangang heard this, he gave him a deep glance, but Yang Junping said, “I’ll go inform Old Thirteen, he probably doesn’t want to stay there anymore, as for Huyao County …”

He should have long consolidated his cultivation and found some things for him to do. At the same time, inform the Tuo Wu Shan, and have him secretly bring his subordinates to monitor the surroundings of the Huyao County and the movements of the Sirius Gate in the south.

Yang Tiangang sighed, and said: “Our Madame Yang’s reserves are still insufficient. Right now, other than your brother, me, and Thirteen, the rest of the realms of lifre all still in the Astral Transformation Realm, and at a crucial time, we don’t even have a single Gangli Accumulation Realm cultivator.”

When Yang Junping heard this, he laughed: “Father, don’t worry. Actually, no matter if it’s me or Tenth Sister, our cultivation has almost reached the peak of the Astral Transformation Realm now. It’s just that my brother has always told us to suppress our cultivation so that we don’t advance too quickly.

A Spiritual Tier Middle Ranked Pill Furnace with one foot broken, and a 300 year old Pill Fire that cost 500 Crystal Brick. Other than the Pill Furnace Yang Junshan who was somewhat confident, the other Pill Fire was a gamble.

There was still two hours until dusk after exiting the Heavenly Arts Tower, Yang Junshan aimlessly wandered around the city, familiarizing himself with everything around him.

Some of the shops on both sides of the South Heaven Gate Market had opened and closed, some had taken up an extremely large area and were luxuriously decorated, and some were narrow and dilapidated like the workshop of the heavens.

The closed stores only had a simple big lock on the door, which might be posted with notifications of when to open the door, or a description of what the store might sell the next time it opened, or what items to purchase.

Furthermore, Yang Junshan could roughly guess that the s of the Immortal Palace would only be able to stay for three days aime, and the next time they would enter the Immortal Palace would be a month later, while the Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns would only be able to enter once every three months, and every time, it would only be for one day. If one wanted the Immortal Palace’s shops to have people guarding it, then they would need at least ten Adept Tai Gang s to support their stores.

Furthermore, even if one was able to maintain such a long term garrison, it would still buge expense to enter and leave the immortal palace. Therefore, other than shops like the Heaven Arts Sect, which were supported by people who did not own a business, the forces behind other shops could only choose this method of regular business transactions.

Just like how Yang Junshan was currently standing in front of an extremely high-end shop, with the name of “Spirit Edge Pavilion”. Under the shop’s signboard, it clearly informed all the cultivators that this shop was Ling Yizong’s property!

For a monster like Ling Yizong, maintaining the daily operations of a shop within the Immortal palace was naturally not a difficult matter, furthermore, this Immortal palace was a gathering place for the cultivation world’s high order cultivator s, so there was naturally someone behind them to organize it. Then, as the top power in the cultivation world, was Ling Yizong a part of the huge organization behind this?

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Yang Junshan took a look around the market and found that not only was it Ling Yizong’s Spirit Destiny Pavilion, there was also the Purple Aura Pavilion in the Purple Wind Sect, the Heavenly Treasure Platform in the Burning Heaven Clan, the Four Directions Pavilion in the Violet Firmament Pavilion and more than a dozen other large shops that were doing business normally. This number obviously far exceeded Yang Junshan’s estimations, and if there were people who entered and left from time to time, the business of these shops should still be not bad.

Yang Junshan suspected that these shops were not used by anyone to open shop so he went forward to inspect the formation. As expected, he found that all the houses that were imprisoned by the formation had the same method, and the locks of the houses were also a special thing that could be used to pass on information.

He tried to touch the locks, and sure enough, his Spiritual Sense received some information about how to take over these houses. The rent was cheaper than he had imagined, as the rent was three hundred crystal bricks for one year each time, and it also required a guarantee from the Daoist Ancestor.

Eh, a year’s rent of three hundred crystal bricks, compared to the pill fire that Yang Junshan had bought with five hundred crystal bricks in one go, it wasn’t too expensive!

Yang Junshan could only shake his head and smile bitterly, he happened to see a cultivator entering a shop, but suddenly, there was a surge of spatial energy, which was quickly followed by the appearance of a Message Talisman, which was then caught by the cultivator.

Using the spatial ability to transmit messages was naturally the method used by the Taoist Ancestor. However, this made Yang Junshan think of the method Ziyuan had left for him before. He wondered if Ziyuan the Taoist had also arrived at the Immortal palace and if she could contact her if she was there.

As expected, the surface of the Dao talisman started to flicker with light, and then the Dao talisman suddenly flew up, before Yang Junshan could react, the Dao talisman flew straight into the sky and disappeared.

Yang Junshan was ecstatic. If he had the guidance of Ziyuan the Great Clan Elder, then it would be better than having his own blind elephant.

Yang Junshan had been waiting for a long time, but before he could get Patriarch Ziyuan’s reply, he had already went into a few shops and seen a lot of heaven and earth treasures, all of them having the urge to trade, but even if he did not have that many crystal bricks, it was not guaranteed that he would win anything from them. Most of the heaven and earth treasures that he could trade for, under normal circumstances, the first choice would be to barter for items, it was not something that could be bought with a lot of crystal bricks.

Yang Junshan could not help but laugh bitterly twice, but he himself was too arrogant and conceited. Not to mention whether or not Ancestor Ziyuan was currently in the immortal palace, even if she was in the immortal palace, she would not necessarily value a Adept Tai Gang to the extent of asking for help.

Just as Yang Junshan was about to do something, a spirit force suddenly surged in his arms.

Yang Junshan immediately took out the piece of cloth from his chest, only to see that the cloth that was originally wrinkled started to release a faint spirit light, and the spirit light started to converge at the center of the cloth, gradually forming a light yellow arrow, aimed straight in front of Yang Junshan.

“What does that mean? Do we follow the direction of the arrows?”

Yang Junshan flipped the cloth around to the left and right, but no matter where he turned the cloth, the arrow formed from the Spiritual Light would always be aimed in front of him.

Yang Junshan thought for a while, then continued to walk forward. After about four hundred and fifty meters, the light yellow arrow on the silk turned, and pointed to his left.

Yang Junshan looked up and indeed discovered that on the left side of the market, a small alley that could only fit one person had appeared.

Yang Junshan looked around and realized that no one was paying attention to him from both sides, so he walked into the alleyway.

After that, the arrow on the cloth silk turned a few times, and each time it accurately pointed to an alleyway that suddenly appeared beside him, as though these alleys appeared out of nowhere. Even Yang Junshan himself was suspicious of the existence of suclace in the market, until finally, Yang Junshan reached a dead end, and the arrow on the cloth silk finally stopped moving, and then, a faint trace of Spirit Qi dispersed out from the cloth silk.

Yang Junshan was startled, he then realised that on the wall of this dead end, a faint spatial ripple had appeared. The cloth in his hand suddenly flew up, and after it disappeared into the spatial ripple, it formed a door the size of a person.

This time, Yang Junshan did not hesitate, and stepped into the spatial gate. Soon after, the spatial gate disappeared, and even the walls of the alleyway slowly disappeared like shadows. There were no alleys here, it was clearly row after row of low buildings.