Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 663 Conspiracy

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"So, you've gathered us here to deal with Tianyuan Nation?" Xie Tingyun also sat up at this moment and spoke seriously.

Xie Tingyun looked around at the people gathered; he noticed that Yan Zhu had summoned individuals all from Sect Families bordering the Heavenly Mountain Domain.

"That's right, Tianyuan Nation has crossed the Ocean and their intentions are clear—they will point their swords at the entire Nanchi Continent!

Just think about it, since they want to expand in all directions, we, as the Sect Families neighboring the Heavenly Mountain Domain, will definitely be the target of Tianyuan Nation's next move.

Although we do not yet know how this Tianyuan Nation managed to make the three major Sects bow their heads, they must have some extraordinary methods. If we don't take the initiative to strike, we will certainly be in a very passive position when the time comes."

Having said this, Yan Zhu paused and swept his eyes across the crowd.

Seeing the silence of the crowd, he continued, "According to the information this old man has received, the last pair of keys to Devil Mountain has appeared in the Spirit Dragon Holy Land. Apart from that vile girl Wu Xin who has obtained one, the other key has indeed fallen into the hands of Tianyuan Nation.

Therefore, when Devil Mountain opens this time, Tianyuan Nation will surely send Great Emperor experts to come. It's possible that the fellow known as Qinchuan will come in person. This is an excellent opportunity to suppress the experts of Tianyuan's Emperor Realm!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd finally understood the ins and outs of the matter and what Yan Zhu's purpose was in gathering them there.

"Hmph, a foreigner daring to stir up trouble in our Nanchi Continent, now that we are aware of it, we definitely cannot let them do as they please. If those fellows from Tianyuan Nation have any sense, they would stay out of this. But if they dare to come here, I, Su Yun, will be the first to slaughter them."

Su Yun, the hotheaded old ancestor from the Su Family, shared a similar temperament with Ran Wei from the Dongfang Sect. After listening to Yan Zhu's words, he was the first to jump out, his eyes fierce and indifferent as he spoke.

Considering Tianyuan Nation's influence comes from Dongju Continent and the great threat it poses to the survival of these major Sects, it was no surprise that more than a dozen Great Emperors, in secret, reached an agreement to form an alliance. Aside from aiding each other within Devil Mountain, their aim was also to dampen the spirits of Tianyuan Nation.

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Qinchuan was unaware that in Fengdu City, more than ten Great Emperors had already formed a defensive and offensive alliance, having agreed to ensure that he and Tianyuan Nation return in defeat.

By this time, he had already entered Fengdu City.

Within Fengdu City, a thick mist of Demonic Qi shrouded everything, the weather gloomy, and the terrifying pressure emanating from the Demonic Qi was like a mountain pressing down on everyone's heads.

The visibility for the naked eye was extremely low, and even the scope of Divine Sense was reduced to half of its normal range.

This was only the periphery of Devil Mountain; one could imagine the pressure within Devil Mountain would be even more terrifying.

With only a few days left until the agreed half-year period, there was still no sign of Wu Xin, the Holy Maiden.

Qinchuan was not in a hurry; when in Rome, do as the Romans do. He decided to stay in the city for a few days first.

However, the city was already overcrowded, and Qinchuan and his group visited several inns and taverns without finding a place to rest their feet temporarily.

Among the cultivators who had arrived early, there were those who had just stepped into the ranks—the Dao Palace Realm—and those in the Holy's Realm. Qinchuan also saw many Great Saint and Supreme Saint Experts, most of whom were waiting for Devil Mountain to open, ready to try their luck inside.

Of course, a small part of cultivators did not have the courage to adventure. Hearing that something significant had happened here, they came to conduct trade, buying and selling Pills and treasures.

Since there was no place in the city to stay, Qinchuan then settled for the next best thing, leading his group towards the outskirts of Fengdu City.

Following the main road through the city, Qinchuan and his companions entered a bustling marketplace street.

On both sides of the street, some stalls displayed potent Spirit Pills and treasures, while others showcased armors and Magical Treasures with glimmering spiritual light, offering everything from Spiritual Treasures to sacred weapons. Qinchuan even spotted a stall with a Spirit Sword at the level of a Supreme Dao Artifact.

All of these were essential for those venturing into the mountains near Devil Mountain.

Beyond that, the remaining stalls were filled with numerous Fierce Beast Cores and a variety of Spiritual Energy-filled natural treasures and herbs.

However, deep within the Primeval Forest, Mysterious Crystals seemed to be useless; here, only barter trade was supported.

As Qinchuan walked forward, he glanced over the surrounding stalls. Although most of these Spirit Grasses and treasures were quite precious, they still didn't catch his Dharma Eye.

Even the little money-lover Ji Huo'er didn't see any Spiritual Medicine that caught her fancy. It seemed that her tastes had become much more refined since following Qinchuan.

"Young master, I see you rushing along with a look of doubt on your face. You must have recently encountered some troubling matter..."

No sooner had Qinchuan and his group covered some distance than a silver-haired elderly man extended the staff in his hand, blocking their path.

Amidst the many stalls selling Spirit Pills and treasures, there sat a diviner.

The old man's stall was adorned with a large and richly decorated banner that moved as if there was a breeze, with the character for divination written on it.

Both the long staff in the elder's hands and the large banner were extraordinary, faintly shimmering with golden light.

"I am adept in divining the secrets of heaven; why not let me cast a divination and resolve the confusion in your heart?"

The elder exuded an air of a sage, with a presence that seemed both profound and inscrutable.

"Oh? Are you sure you wish to divine the secrets of heaven for this young master? My destiny is chaotic, and previously a diviner lost his life trying to divine my future. I would advise you not to make the same mistake."

Qinchuan stopped, observing the old man with interest while also voicing his refusal.

"In my travels through the Divine Wilderness, I have never met a destiny that could recoil upon me. If your destiny can indeed harm me, then I am willing to face death!" The elder was immensely confident and refused to believe Qinchuan's claim.

"If that's the case, then please divine this young master's name and my intended destination," Qinchuan said, after seeing the elder persistently blocking his path, and finally relenting to his request.

The divining elder pulled out three ancient-looking turtle shells from his bosom and tossed them in the air. The shells spun nimbly on the table in front of them.

After a while, the shells stopped spinning, and the hexagrams were revealed. "Born during Spring and Autumn, beneath the Great Wilderness. Does this match?" the divining elder spoke.

Spring and Autumn referred to Qin, and beneath the Great Wilderness to Chuan. Indeed, he correctly divined Qinchuan's name.

"As for the young master's hurried pace, one doesn't need to divine to see that you are new to Fengdu City, looking for a place to stay. But the city is already filled to the brim with cultivators. There are no lodgings left within the city."

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Pausing for a moment, the elder continued, "However, I do know of some news. Tonight, Holy Maiden Qinghui of the city is inviting her fellow sect members to a grand feast. A figure of your stature attending the event would surely be treated generously."

"Qinghui, the Holy Maiden?" Qinchuan silently took note of the name.