Accidentally invincible!-Chapter 83 - 00 What Do You Want to Do......

Taiwu Immortal Sect, Zhen Tian Peak.

This mountain peak belongs to only one True Disciple of the Taiwu Immortal Sect, yet its territory is far grander than that of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect.

Majestic, vast, shrouded in ethereal mist.

The peak pierces into the clouds, appearing to stand higher than both heaven and earth.

Countless Spirit Beasts soar through the sky, letting out melodious Immortal cries.

Ancient trees tower into the heavens, clearly imbued with abundant Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth, having developed sentience. Anywhere else, they would be regarded as Spirit Trees.

"Senior Brother, great news, fantastic news!"

A man dressed in splendid robes hurriedly crossed the jade-paved path and entered a room. Seeing his Senior Brother meditating with eyes closed, he did not pause; he knew his Senior Brother was in secluded cultivation, and being interrupted would pose no issue—it was simply a method to pass time.

The True Disciple of Zhen Tian Peak, with sword-like brows and starry eyes, radiated an extraordinary aura tinged with frost. When his eyes opened, a vivid Immortal light flowed within them.

"What’s the good news?" the True Disciple of Zhen Tian Peak asked.

"The Spirit Detection Treasure that Senior Brother painstakingly acquired from the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion at great expense has finally revealed a Spirit Vein!" The man’s face flushed with excitement. A Spirit Vein—this was no trivial matter.

Back when Senior Brother paid such an exorbitant price for a one-time-use Spirit Detection Treasure, he had felt it was unworthy.

But unexpectedly, after a year of searching, they truly found a Spirit Vein.

Although the grade of the Spirit Vein was yet to be determined, any Spirit Vein was a remarkable find, far from ordinary.

Ye Zhen Tian, the True Disciple of Zhen Tian Peak, stood up abruptly. Even with his broad knowledge and lofty status, he couldn’t hide his delight at this news.

"What grade is it?" Ye Zhen Tian asked.

The man replied, "It’s not yet certain. However, based on preliminary surveys, the Spirit Vein is at least of the Third Grade. It might even contain Spirit Vein Marrow Crystals."

"Senior Brother, should we immediately dispatch workers to mine it? With this Spirit Vein in possession, Zhen Tian Peak’s wealth will skyrocket in no time."

Ye Zhen Tian said, "Sending our own disciples to mine it might not suffice; they too require their time for cultivation. If we were to sell the Spirit Vein to the Immortal Sect, although the profit would be substantial, the loss would be greater."

The other disciple’s eyes sparkled with cunning, and an idea formed instantly. "Senior Brother, there’s an easy solution to this. Around the Taiwu Immortal Sect, there are many smaller Immortal Sects. If we summon their disciples to perform the labor, wouldn’t that resolve everything?"

"Given the prestige of the Taiwu Immortal Sect, I doubt those small sects would dare defy us."

"I’ll leave this matter in your hands," Ye Zhen Tian said, quickly regaining his composure. What he truly needed to focus on were the other True Disciples, to prevent them from intervening in his newfound Spirit Vein.

"Rest assured, Senior Brother, I guarantee there will be no issues," the man promised.

"Hmm, very well. This elixir was specially requested by me from the Alchemy Elder for you. You’ve already reached Perfect Foundation Establishment; the lotus of your Immortal Path should now branch out and thrive. You must understand the Heavenly Destiny. With this elixir, your chances of breaking through to the Heavenly Destiny Realm will greatly increase."

Merit must be rewarded.

Ye Zhen Tian wasn’t one to be stingy with such things.

The man’s heart suddenly leapt when he saw the elixir.

The Heavenly Destiny Pill.

Such a pill was a rare treasure. Ordinary people could never hope to refine it; only the Alchemy Elder, with profound mastery in alchemy, could create it.

He had been stuck in the Foundation Establishment Realm for many years, too fearful to attempt a breakthrough. Without assistance, his odds of success were merely thirty percent.

But with this Heavenly Destiny Pill, his chances rose to seventy percent.

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

Several days later.

Nine Heavens Immortal Sect.

Lin Fan was idly lounging in his courtyard, gazing leisurely at the sky. It had been a while since he left Jiangdu City, and he felt a pang of nostalgia.

He rubbed his bald head.

He felt like reciting poetry.

Comparing his bald head to the moon—what was that line again? Forget it; he couldn’t recall.

He needed to find a way to convince the Sect Leader to take him back to the Earth Demon Plains.

Having a senior powerhouse lead the charge in slaying demons was sheer ease. Even if they encountered Earth Demons, with a flurry of moves, the loot would drop plentifully, and life would be sweet and carefree.

Of course.

He understood the Sect Leader’s cultivation wasn’t particularly high. Against true heavyweights, the leader would naturally be outmatched. But he didn’t mind; even sticking to the outskirts for some light demon-slaying would suffice.

All he needed was a solid foundation, and he could handle the rest himself.

At this moment.

A voice rang out from the mountain gate.

"Sect Leader Fang, Feng Sihai from Zhen Tian Peak of the Taiwu Immortal Sect has come to discuss some matters." Feng Sihai had left the Taiwu Immortal Sect and arrived at the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect after several days of travel.

Seeing such a small Immortal Sect, he didn’t even bat an eye.

Utterly insignificant.

Still, though stronger Immortal Sects might overpower weaker ones, complete annihilation was rare. Otherwise, such small sects would have long been reduced to dust in history.

Upon hearing the visitor’s background, Fang Jiuzhen’s heart tightened.

Though he didn’t yet know the reason for the visit.

For some reason, an inexplicable sense of unease crept over him.

The Taiwu Immortal Sect was a colossus within the Immortal Path. Compared to them, the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect was but a speck of dust—not even worth a comparison. Some True Disciples of the Taiwu Immortal Sect were stronger than him in cultivation.

How infuriating was that?

When Fang Jiuzhen arrived at the mountain gate, he saw Feng Sihai standing there with an air of arrogance, looking down from above. His gaze swept over the disciples incapable of cultivating due to their lack of Spirit Roots, filled with an unmistakable contempt.

To him, they were nothing but trash.

"Mr. Feng of the Taiwu Immortal Sect, traveling from afar, how could I let you stand here? Please, come inside. Whatever the matter, we can discuss it at leisure," Fang Jiuzhen hastily said.

His greatest fear was that the visitor might outright disregard him.

And even if he were ignored, what could he do?

The Nine Heavens Immortal Sect wouldn’t dare provoke the Taiwu Immortal Sect.

Especially since the visitor came from Zhen Tian Peak.

If he wasn’t mistaken, Zhen Tian Peak was the domain of the True Disciple Ye Zhen Tian. For someone from there to come here must mean they were acting on the orders of a True Disciple.

In the distance.

Lin Fan stood watching the visitor. His cultivation was on par with Lin Fan’s, though his mana appeared denser.

Yet, judging by the Sect Leader’s demeanor, the visitor seemed to be a significant figure.

"No need. Let’s keep this brief. My Senior Brother Ye Zhen Tian needs workers to excavate mountain resources. Manpower is urgently needed. We’d like to borrow some disciples from your Nine Heavens Immortal Sect. Sect Leader Fang, I assume you wouldn’t mind?" Feng Sihai said, leaving no room for debate or refusal.

"This..."

Fang Jiuzhen’s face revealed a look of difficulty. "Mr. Feng, the Taiwu Immortal Sect has countless disciples. Even those from a single mountain are more than the entirety of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect. How could you possibly be short on manpower? Surely you must be joking."

"Heh." Feng Sihai chuckled and said, "What’s this? Are you refusing? Don’t think we don’t know. During Immortal Sect assessments, you repeatedly recruit mortals that our sect deemed unworthy—what’s the point of keeping them around if they can’t cultivate?"

"Now, having them contribute to my Senior Brother’s cause is an honor for them."

"I’ll leave it at that. Whether or not they come is your decision. As for the consequences, that depends on whether you can withstand them."

With those words, Feng Sihai turned and left. As he departed, his gaze swept over the disciples he deemed as insignificant as ants, his disdainful smile faintly visible.

The surrounding disciples watched Feng Sihai leave, his domineering manner leaving no doubt of his strength.

Though resentful, they were well aware of the harsh reality of their situation after spending so long in the sect.

Being bullied was simply their norm.

"Stop right there! Who gave you the right to speak to our Sect Leader in such a manner? Apologize immediately!" At some point, Qin Heng stepped forward.

Fang Jiuzhen was deeply troubled. But when he saw Qin Heng step forth.

He was no longer simply upset.

Rather—

"Oh heavens, what are you trying to do, you brat?"