Paradise of Demonic Gods

Chapter 1137: Old Friend

Translator: Yukidaruma Translations Editor: Yukidaruma Translations

Elder Di said, “Tang Xian, you just came back, so there are many things that you aren’t familiar with. In the upcoming Hundred Sects Meet, just listen and speak less. Don’t become a joke and let the other sects look down on our Repose Palace.”

“Hmph, if I don’t say a word then, there probably won’t be a Repose Palace in the future,” Tang Xian said calmly.

Elder Di frowned and said, “Tang Xian, what do you mean by that?” The matter around him started to accelerate. He had activated the ability gained by those at tier seven of the Divine level—time acceleration.

However, Tang Xian did not say anything. He merely sought for Fang Xingjian’s approval using his martial will, “There’s no issue for me to teach him a lesson, right?”

“It’s fine, but don’t kill him. I still need to get close to the Venerable Master Zhai Xing at the Hundred Sects Meet.”

With a single movement, Tang Xian activated time stop and slapped out a palm. His martial will gushed out like a long river, striking the several Elders.

In the blink of an eye, the Elders were all engulfed by the power, and time flowed once again. Elder Di and the others could not react in time, and all of their conjured physiques had already gotten completely crushed.

Elder Di and the others performed Spatial Translocation amidst furious howls. They kept on regenerating themselves while continuously performing Spatial Translocation to dodge the martial will remnants.

“Time stop?”

“Tier eight of the Divine level!”

“Senior Martial Brother Tang has reached tier eight of the Divine level!”

Hearing the cheers from the surrounding disciples, Elder Di’s figure slowly regenerated, but he no longer dared to make a move. Instead, he looked at Tang Xian in shock and doubt. “Excellent, excellent, excellent. Tang Xian, I didn’t expect that you’ve reached tier eight of the Divine level.

“But regardless of whether you’re at tier six or tier eight of the Divine level, the world’s trends will still remain unchanged. All sects will come together and create the Gate of Destinies. This is a great plan for the world, and anyone who wishes to stop it would just be overestimating their own abilities like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Go ahead and do what you can.”

Seeing Elder Di and the others leave, the surrounding disciples cheered and happily escorted Tang Xian back to the Repose Palace.

Tang Xian and Huang Shan proceeded to provide occasional guidance to the other disciples and summoned the remaining experts and elderly seniors left in the sect. Within a few days’ time, they had taken reign of the entire Repose Palace. Respected and supported by the many people, Tang Xian gradually conducted himself as the Repose Palace’s leader.

After Elder Di and the others were defeated, they did not appear again. No one knew where they had gone off to.

Following Fang Xingjian’s arrival at this place, he did not take any other actions after entering the guest room. He waited until the day of the Hundred Sects Meet before he reappeared.

Finally, the day of the Hundred Sects Meet arrived. Tang Xian, Huang Shan, Zhao Hao, and Fang Xingjian brought along Ning Chongxiao and ten more of Repose Palace’s disciples and headed to the Flying Celestial Valley where the Flying Celestial Sect was located to attend the Hundred Sects Meet.

They had just arrived in the sky above the Flying Celestial Valley when they saw a celestial scene with prosperous clouds and colorful divine light shining down. There were chirping birds and fragrant flowers, as well as beautiful mountains and clear waters.

In the sky within a range of 100 lis, there were also lights and shadows of a multitude of colors flashing by occasionally. They were the immortal sects that had come to attend the Hundred Sects Meet.

From afar, it was really like a scene of a myriad of celestials coming together. This caused the many disciples from the Repose Palace to feel even more suppressed.

Tang Xian led everyone into the valley, and they were soon attended to by a servant and led to a square.

The square was filled with people as well as jade tables and stools. The tables were filled with delicacies.

Divine level experts that were usually a rare sight could be seen everywhere, even top-notch characters who were at tier six of the Divine level or higher. The Repose Palace’s disciples drew in gasps of cold air, feeling that the Flying Celestial Sect’s Venerable Master Zhai Xing was increasingly deep and unfathomable.

However, Tang Xian had not entered for long when Elder Di and a white-clothed young man walked over. They appeared unfriendly, and there was a hint of complacency in their eyes.

Tang Xian looked at the two of them and said, frowning, “Elder Di.”

“Tang Xian, it’s good that you’re here. This is the Flying Celestial Sect’s True Lord Abstrusity. After the Hundred Sects Meet is over, he’ll be in charge of taking care of the arrangements for the Repose Palace. Get to know him well,” Elder Di said this while communicating via voice transmission, “Tang Xian, after the Hundred Sects Meet, the various sects will be managed by the Flying Celestial Sect’s four True Lords. He’ll be your superior in the future. Don’t make any foolish decisions that implicate the entire Repose Palace.”

The Flying Celestial Sect was led by the Venerable Master Zhai Xing, followed by the four True Lords who were all tier eight Divine level experts. Each of them was a legendary character amongst the higher realm’s immortal sects.

Seeing Elder Di’s proud gaze, Tang Xian smiled coldly and replied, “Do you think that you’ll be able to get back your standing just because you’ve found yourself a backing? Childish.”

Upon saying that, he turned to leave without even giving True Lord Abstrusity a second look.

After all, in Tang Xian’s eyes, all the cultivators in the Flying Celestial Sect were as good as dead with Fang Xingjian’s arrival. What more was there to say?

Seeing Tang Xian leaving, True Lord Abstrusity’s eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in them.

Elder Di was secretly overjoyed, but he said, “This Tang Xian has been disrespectful toward his seniors from the day he entered the sect. Now that he has reached tier eight of the Divine level, he has become even more arrogant and looks down on others. He may bring trouble to today’s meet.”

洞虚真君 smiled and threw a glance toward Elder Di, causing the latter’s heart to skip a beat.

“After coming to our Flying Celestial Sect, even a tiger or a dragon would have to lie low in prostrate. There’s no place for his impudence. But I’ll personally investigate what Tang Xian’s intentions are. If someone wishes to make use of me...”

“This old man wouldn’t dare,” Elder Di immediately said.

Tang Xian and the others had only walked a few steps away when they met Gong Yuyan and the others from the Hundred Rivers Sect.

When Gong Yuyan saw Tang Xian, she immediately cupped her hands. “Paying my respect to Senior.”

The news of Tang Xian’s return, as well as him having attained tier eight of the Divine level and taken up leadership over the Repose Palace, had spread through the entire higher realm. Of course, Gong Yuyan found out about it as well.

The moment she saw Tang Xian, she communicated via voice transmission and said, “Senior Tang, the four True Lords will be officially taking lead over all the sects in the world after the 大会. With the Flying Celestial Sect and Venerable Master Zhai Xing endorsing this personally, there’s probably no one in the world who can object to this. This trend of the times has been decided.

“If possible, it’s still best to not offend the True Lords.”

Tang Xian smiled slightly. “It’s fine. They won’t be able to do anything to me.”

“Oh?” Gong Yuyan was slightly surprised to see Tang Xian’s confident look. She could tell that there was a hint of glow in his eyes.

While Tang Xian communicated with the various sects’ martial arts cultivators, Fang Xingjian quietly went to a corner and stood before a young man.

Despite his young appearance, the young man’s eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life. He sat in the corner and watched the various changes taking place, having the disposition of having seen through the secular life.

The young man looked at Fang Xingjian and said, “Do we know each other?”

“Of course, we do.” The other person had not recognized him, but Fang Xingjian managed to figure out this young man’s background through his high-dimensional vision.

Fang Xingjian said, “Second Prince, it’s been a while.”

This young man was clearly the Empire’s Second Prince who had not appeared after saying that he was going to train in seclusion over a year ago.