Chapter 102: The Four Quasi-Immortals

Despite his words, Cao Renjian still strode at the forefront, undaunted. He failed to notice the shadowed expression on the face of the Lord of Ruf Palace behind him, whose eyes flickered with a sinister intent.

They had now arrived on the territory of the Extreme Path Sanctuary. All the supreme leaders and lords from South Yi were present. Ruf Palace and Myriad Sword Sect had made it clear they intended to challenge the power of both the Extreme Path Sanctuary and the Ziyan Sanctuary.

“We’re here already. Are you two sanctuaries not going to hurry up and hand over all your resources? Otherwise, you’ll regret it!” Cao Renjian, the Lord of Myriad Sword Sect, spoke with audacious arrogance.

“Hand them over!”

“Hand them over!”

His vast army roared behind him, their momentum utterly terrifying.

“Hmph, since you want resources, why not take them yourself? I’d like to see if you truly have the ability to seize the resources of South Yi today!” Supreme Lingji retorted.

Ability?

The Lord of Ruf Palace and Cao Renjian exchanged confident glances, as though victory was already assured. In an instant, both unleashed their full power.

Suddenly, everyone present from the Extreme Path Sanctuary was shaken.

They were… Quasi-Immortals!

That the Lord of Ruf Palace was a Quasi-Immortal was expected; Ruf Palace itself was a powerhouse from Central Continent, steeped in boundless heritage. Yet, for the Lord of Myriad Sword Sect—a supreme-level sect—to also be a Quasi-Immortal, it inspired deep fear.

“Heavens, two more Quasi-Immortals! Are Quasi-Immortals as common as cabbages on the ground now?”

“They hid it so well! Until today, no one ever heard these two were Quasi-Immortals!”

“Two of them… Even in South Yi’s most glorious era, there were only so many.”

“No, not just South Yi… It must be across the entire Tianwu Realm.”

“The Extreme Path Sanctuary and Ziyan Sanctuary are in danger now. With their level, the two of them could wipe out both sanctuaries together.”

The crowd murmured, awe and anxiety rippling through their ranks.

The Mistress of Charity Pavilion—a beautiful woman—also wore a complex expression. Two Quasi-Immortals stood at the summit, surveying the scene with pride and arrogance.

“I suddenly feel that the intentions of Lord Ruf and Brother Cao are not mistaken.” The Mistress of Charity Pavilion smiled, stepping forward gracefully. “Lingji, Ziyang, you truly shouldn’t hoard all the resources. At the very least, you ought to share some.”

Was this a declaration of allegiance?

Earlier, the Mistress of Charity Pavilion had said nothing. Now, with the Quasi-Immortal identities revealed, the crowd swiftly sided with Ruf Palace and Myriad Sword Sect.

“Gold Dragon Imperial Family shares this view. The Tianwu Realm is a whole, and South Yi is a part of it. What gives you the right to keep all the resources to yourselves? Shouldn’t they be redistributed?” The Emperor of Gold Dragon Imperial Family spoke out.

“Exactly! That’s how it should be!”

“South Yi belongs to everyone!”

“Ziyan Sanctuary and Extreme Path Sanctuary are being excessive! They shouldn’t monopolize so much!”

Nearly everyone who had come from outside South Yi supported Ruf Palace and Myriad Sword Sect. Previously, silence reigned; after all, everyone knew the classic saying that a strong dragon cannot overtake a local serpent. No one had expected Ruf Palace and Myriad Sword Sect to produce two Quasi-Immortal powers.

But now that Quasi-Immortals had appeared, it seemed the outcome was settled, unlikely to change. If they didn’t speak up now, when would they? Those who spoke soonest would reap the greatest rewards.

Witnessing this, Leng Qianxue, the chief seat of Extreme Path Sanctuary, could not help but look grim.

Is this the nature of humanity?

Always bowing to strength, caring little for virtue or malice?

“Speak up! Two sanctuaries, silent now? Hurry and hand over your resources, or else don’t blame me for taking action!”

“You may very well be wiped out!”

Cao Renjian, sword in hand, his aura of Quasi-Immortal surging, radiated fierce anger.

“Goddess Qianxue and Goddess Yue,”

The Lords of Lingji and Ziyang both stood, bowing respectfully to An Yue’er and Leng Qianxue seated above: “As you can see, we act out of necessity.”

Leng Qianxue suppressed her displeasure. She and An Yue’er nodded to Lingji.

Lingji and Ziyang turned around.

“Do you truly believe South Yi is so easily conquered?” Lingji Lord sneered, his clothes fluttering though no wind blew, hair dancing wildly. The aura of a Quasi-Immortal unfurled from him, enveloping the heavens in an instant.

Quasi-Immortal!

The crowd was stunned.

Are Quasi-Immortals everywhere now?

“You think only you possess such power?” Ziyang Lord mocked, releasing his cultivation as well. Instantly, the aura from Cao Renjian and Ruf Palace Lord diminished.

He, too, was a Quasi-Immortal!

Who would have thought, in the blink of an eye, four Quasi-Immortals appeared on the field.

The audience’s eyes nearly popped from their sockets.

Quasi-Immortals on their own weren’t so terrifying—but four at once?

“My god, South Yi has Quasi-Immortals too—two of them! How terrifying!”

“Heavens, now two Quasi-Immortals face two others. No wonder South Yi could confront Ruf Palace and Myriad Sword Sect so calmly!”

“So what exactly is the opportunity in South Yi?”

“How could such a remote place produce two Quasi-Immortals?”

Everyone spoke again.

Just moments ago, they had sided with Ruf Palace and Myriad Sword Sect. In retrospect, perhaps they shouldn’t have been so hasty. At the very least, they should have waited until South Yi’s stance was clear.

Now, regret swept the crowd, but there is no medicine for regret in this world.

Originally, with Ruf Palace Lord and Myriad Sword Sect Lord as Quasi-Immortals, they thought the outcome was inevitable. Who would have imagined South Yi would reveal two more?

Now it is uncertain who will win or lose.

“By the way, just now, Lords Lingji and Ziyang respectfully saluted the two young women above. What are their identities?”

The Mistress of Charity Pavilion, her beautiful eyes, focused on An Yue’er and Leng Qianxue.