The Wuji Sect, having developed to this point, had already become a colossal power; in terms of foundations and number of experts, it in no way lost to those ancient clans and the like.

Although there was still no Great Emperor Realm, they… feared no Emperor Realm powerhouse.

Sect Master Hongxiu had already stepped into the late Great Saint Realm; give her some more time and it wasn't impossible for her to vie for the Quasi-Emperor Realm. The second-in-command, Zhuge Wushuang, was close on her heels.

The third-in-command, Mo Wuwei, uh…

Next one!

Yu Changfeng also counted as a Wuji Sect powerhouse; although he stood at the Quasi-Emperor Realm, he himself was extremely unreliable.

Among the upper echelon there were also some Great Saint Realm cultivators, Saint Kings, and so on.

Their overall strength was not to be underestimated.

Among the new generation as well, there were quite a few geniuses, brimming with fighting spirit.

The only problem was that Gu Mang of the Pill-refining Hall, Artifact Refining Hall's He Yitian, and the third-in-command Mo Wuwei, on the path of cultivation, were going further and further astray, leading the new generation along with them.

If this issue wasn't handled properly, the later development of the Wuji Sect might end up seriously skewed! 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Hmm!

Oh right, there was also a Void Body.

The breeze brushed the evening glow, the humble weeds grew without cease…

Still that same hill, still that same group of people, still that same familiar scene.

Wen Qingshan stood with his back to the crimson clouds, telling a group of new Disciples about the great battle back then and all sorts of details. For example… when he fought in the Northern Border, he was the first to charge in, raising his hand and using Void Skill to kill his way into that battlefield, blocking innumerable Demon Race experts.

At that time, he had almost fallen.

Or for example, when Chen Pingping was forging the Heaven Tao Divine Weapon, he had given pointers from the side and rendered great merit, but no one knew.

And he himself was relatively low-key, so he rarely mentioned this matter.

Later, when he entered Huangzhou to go to war, he broke open that most terrifying Array and used Void Skill to suppress a God Grid.

Every time he said this, the group of new Disciples all wore faces full of worship and longing.

Wen Qingshan's expression was solemn. "I'm usually very low-key, rarely talk about these battle achievements. If it weren't for you asking, I definitely wouldn't have said anything."

Yes!

He wouldn't say.

In these years, front and back, he'd probably said it a hundred times already, right?

The slightly older Disciples had long since gotten used to his way of doing things and didn't take it seriously; only the new Disciples believed him.

Later, when they learned the truth, they discovered that whether it was the great war in the Northern Border, or Huangzhou, or even Chen Pingping forging the Heaven Tao Divine Weapon—it had nothing to do with Wen Qingshan.

But one thing couldn't be denied: Wen Qingshan was indeed very strong.

His Void Skill was brought to the level of divine mastery.

"You're still young, you've got a long road ahead. Don't aim too high too soon. You must walk step by step, down-to-earth. Only then can you firmly plant your foundations." Wen Qingshan exhorted them, "Alright, dismissed!"

He did not see Zhuge Wushuang not far away.

Toward this second-in-command of the Sect, Wen Qingshan still felt a bit guilty and didn't dare provoke him.

Zhuge Wushuang smiled a not-quite-a-smile and walked over in a few steps.

The group of new Disciples all scattered.

The hill returned to its former tranquility, and the evening glow became even more vivid.

Zhuge Wushuang sat right down on the ground and chuckled. "There's a task for you."

Wen Qingshan: "…"

Although he was a Disciple of the Wuji Sect, he didn't hold any position, basically a free agent. On ordinary days, even if there were some grand assemblies, missions, and so on, they had nothing to do with him.

But now, Zhuge Wushuang opened his mouth and said there was a task for him.

This actually left Wen Qingshan stunned, a vague unease rising in his heart.

Moreover, he kept feeling that this so-called task came from Zhuge Wushuang.

Because Sect Master Hongxiu usually just spaced out and rarely handled the Sect's internal affairs anymore.

"Please speak!" Wen Qingshan nodded.

"The appearance of the Investiture of the Gods brand caused the Heaven Martial continent to be directly sealed off. Li Qi entered long ago, his life and death unknown, so it's very hard to pass on information…"

"You want me to enter Heaven Martial?"

"No…" Zhuge Wushuang shook his head. "Your battlefield is on the Ancient Road."

"Ancient Road?"

"Yes. The Northern Demon Emperor, the Subdecessor of the White Emperor, and Chen Shixian are currently on the Ninth Road. They've already broken through the first relay station," Zhuge Wushuang said.

Hearing this, Wen Qingshan's heart gave a violent jolt, his gaze focusing.

Good grief!

They'd made their move this fast.

So that meant his task should be to support the Ninth Road, right?

After all, Qingfeng's Peak Master Wen Yuqing was still kneeling on the Ninth Road!

At this time, there should be many Big Shots, and even powerhouses of the Divine Clan, arriving at that place. The Wuji Sect had to do something.

Nice!

This young master was starting to get excited.

Wen Qingshan's eyes shone. "And my task is?"

Zhuge Wushuang's tone grew heavy. "You enter the Ancient Road from Wuzhou. There are a total of nine routes. Each one can reach the Ancient City, and they interconnect. Precisely because of that, we have no way of grasping the Ancient City's movements."

"Get to the point." Wen Qingshan was listening in a daze; so he wasn't going to support the Ninth Road after all?

What kind of huge scheme was this again?

Zhuge Wushuang nodded. "From the Ancient City, the Divine Clan, and many powerhouses and young geniuses will pass through the nine Ancient Roads to come over. So your task is to guard the Seventh Road and stop everyone stepping into Wuzhou."

Wen Qingshan: "…"

He panicked a little.

Support would be fine; he could slack off.

But if they wanted him alone to block the Seventh Road, wouldn't that be a dead end?

Besides, he was a Void Body, not some actual combat–type Divine Body.

"Could the Sect Master have gotten it wrong?" Wen Qingshan said gloomily.

"There are nine Ancient Roads. Starting from the Ninth and going forward, each one is stronger than the last, and so are the dormant guardians. So no, I didn't get it wrong." Zhuge Wushuang looked at him.

The First Road was the strongest; the Ninth Road was just so-so.

Wen Qingshan's eyes went wide. "What about the Eighth Road?"

Zhuge Wushuang said, "Xiao Yu is on the Eighth Road."

He was done for!

The two easiest routes were already taken; he only had the Seventh Road left to choose!

For a moment, Wen Qingshan felt his heart go "whoosh."

Blowing hot air was blowing hot air; it didn't equal actual combat strength!

Now they wanted him on the battlefield, on his own, holding a whole front. Wasn't he doomed?

"Will there be any experts under my command?" Wen Qingshan asked.

"No. They need to be deployed to the stronger Ancient Roads, so we're not planning to send more powerhouses to the Seventh Road. You're on your own," Zhuge Wushuang said, expression stern.

"You can't be serious?" Wen Qingshan panicked. "There are so many people in the whole Wuji Sect. Just give me a few at random!"

"What about young Disciples? Would new Disciples do?"

"..."

Damn!

Wen Qingshan's face turned black.

Zhuge Wushuang added, "Take the Emperor Spirit with you."

Wen Qingshan: "…"

Among all the Spiritual Beasts of the Qingfeng line, even that Eight Treasures Chicken might be more useful than the Emperor Spirit.

That second-idiot's temperament was exactly the same as his.

If the two of them went to fight on the Seventh Road together, wouldn't they die even more thoroughly?

But then?

On the other hand, the Emperor Spirit was, after all, a member of the Qingfeng line and had once followed a Great Emperor. Maybe he was a bit more reliable than the Eight Treasures Chicken?

Secondly, if he didn't choose the Emperor Spirit, then he really had nothing.

Wen Qingshan practically pleaded, looking at him with pitiful eyes. "There really are no other options?"

Zhuge Wushuang shook his head. "No. Of course, you can choose to take him, or not."

He wanted to laugh.

With so many powerhouses up and down the Wuji Sect, they could easily assign a few to you, but… every day you loaf around instead of cultivating properly and keep bragging with a bunch of new Disciples.

Sect Master Hongxiu flew into a rage and decided to throw you out to toughen up, so she didn't give you any powerhouse support.

Don't blame me!

Zhuge Wushuang stood up. "You heading out yourself, or do you want me to send you?"

Wen Qingshan almost spat blood. Did he have to be kicked out this fast? He hadn't even gotten ready yet! Like going to He Yitian to con a few powerful Divine Weapons, then going to Gu Mang to cheat a few hundred ninth-grade Spirit Pills.

"Forget it, I'll send you out." Zhuge Wushuang waved his big hand, directly restraining Wen Qingshan, then forcibly tearing open a Void passage and throwing him out. "You go first. I'll toss the Emperor Spirit to you later."

Me! #%&(@...

Wen Qingshan cursed and swore.