Protect Our Clan Leader - Chapter 1236 - 1236 8 Wang Familys Huge Pit Red Moon

Chapter 1236: Chapter 8: Wang Family’s Huge Pit! Red Moon Appears_2 Chapter 1236: Chapter 8: Wang Family’s Huge Pit! Red Moon Appears_2 His heart was filled with all sorts of regret. The two “Immortals” he had charmed hadn’t even spoken a few words before they started to devour food voraciously… mainly because he was too thin-skinned. Every time the waiter asked if they wanted more, his pride got the better of him, and he couldn’t bring himself to say no.

Just like that, he had inadvertently spent over a hundred thousand Immortal Crystals on a single meal…

However, it wasn’t the Immortals’ fault. Before they started eating, they had already made it clear they could eat a lot. He was the one who confidently said they could eat as much as they liked.

Most importantly, if he blamed them now, wouldn’t those hundred thousand Immortal Crystals have been wasted for nothing?

With such a sunken cost being too high, how could he dare to “blame” them? When he got to East Qian Country, he could simply find a job. With his identity and strength as a Great Heavenly Proud of Purple Abode, wouldn it be easy to earn money in that small place in Dongqian?

Right away, Jiang Xingyuan continued to show a graceful demeanor, “It is a bit of a show for the two Immortals, I decided to visit East Qian Country on a whim and didn’t prepare enough funds. I, Jiang Xingyuan, am a budding Great Heavenly Proud of the Immortal Palace with a bright future…”

“I’m sorry, but our Old Ancestor told us not to befriend bad people when we’re outside,” Lan Wanyi said as she stood up, pulling Wang Licui with her.

“Bad people? How did I suddenly become a bad person?” Jiang Xingyuan’s face was filled with confusion. Did he have ‘bad person’ written on his forehead?

“That Gong Yang Ce is an enemy of my sister Lici, and my sister’s enemy is my enemy, Lan Wanyi. Since you’re friends with my enemy, you’re a bad person,” Lan Wanyi explained earnestly, outlining her simplistic yet complex world view.

“Ah, this… this is just a matter of different sides, not of good or bad.”

“If we’re on different sides, then we definitely can’t be friends. Would you befriend bad people from the Red Moon Demon Dynasty?”

“Ah, this…”

Then, Lan Wanyi quickly left with Wang Licui, showing a face of considerable distaste.

In that moment, Jiang Xingyuan was filled with grievance. The hundred thousand Immortal Crystals had been wasted, and he hadn’t even managed to become friends with the two Immortals, let alone progress to the deeper relationships he was hoping for.

“Maybe, Brother Jiang, we should break off our friendship for a while?” Gong Yang Ce kindly suggested.

“No, Gong Yang, my worthy brother, you must win. Win gloriously and avenge me. Wuu wuu~”
As the saying goes, men do not easily shed tears, for they only fall when the heart is truly broken.

…

While storms brewed over the succession of the Saintly title in Lingyun Holy Ground, far away in the Extreme Western Land, another tempest was gradually taking shape.

Thɪ𝘴 𝘤h@p𝑡𝗲r ḭṡ p𝑜𝙨ṯҽ𝒅 bყ 𝒌𝖎𝕥ꬲ𝙣ℴ𝖛ℯ𝖑

To the northwest of the Extreme Western Land lay a sprawling and magnificent mountain range, unbroken and formidable like a barrier between heaven and earth. The summit of the Sacred Mountain was perennially snow-covered, and from a distance, it looked like a desolate world of ice and snow.

This mountain range was known as “Wuji Sacred Mountain.”

The Yinsha Sect was located atop this very Sacred Mountain.

Legend had it that Wuji Sacred Mountain was once a heavenly realm from beyond the mundane world, where an ice-attributed Mysterious Ice Phoenix with a Cultivation base approaching that of the True Demon Realm had been born.

For this reason, the mountain range had been bestowed the name “Sacred Mountain.”

Later, the Mysterious Ice Phoenix was slain by a powerful being. After its death, its resentful energy did not dissipate, transforming into boundless Yin Sha Qi that spread throughout the world, corrupting the land and contaminating the Spirit Veins. Gradually, the entire mountain range underwent a transformation, from a place brimming with celestial air to one resembling a ghostly domain.

Ordinary Spirit Plants and Fierce Beasts could no longer survive in the mountain range, only special species of otherworldly plants, demon plants, and beasts tainted with Evil Qi, along with those of exceptional breed, could endure.

Within ten thousand li, the region was desolate and uninhabited.

Whether the legend was true or not was no longer verifiable, but the dense Yin Sha Qi that pervaded Wuji Sacred Mountain was very real. The founding Old Ancestor of the Yinsha Sect had chosen this place to establish the Sect precisely because of this.

Wuji Sacred Mountain was already rich in evil Qi, and over the years, the powerful members of the Yinsha Sect had continually relocated found Evil Caves to this location. Gradually, the Evil Qi within the Sect grew even thicker, reaching an astonishing degree.

Ordinary people without Cultivation base could not survive in such an environment.

In the back mountain of the Yinsha Sect.

This place had the densest concentration of Yin Sha Qi within the entire sect—so dense that it almost turned into a liquid state. Amid this heavy Yin Sha Qi stood a small black temple, completely forged from metal.

This small temple was the place of retreat for the Sect Master of the Yinsha Sect, Qi Hongzhao, the Yin Sha Demon King.

The place was heavily guarded, not only protected by Formations but also patrolled by Disciples at all times, strictly prohibiting any Cultivator who dared to approach. One could say it was the most rigorously defended area within the entire Yinsha Sect territory.

Rows upon rows of white bone lanterns floated in the air all around, emitting a pale yet bright light.

Beneath the light, several young men wearing the robes of Yinsha Sect Disciples walked in formation. Behind them followed a number of Corpse Puppets, nearly two to three times their own number.

These Corpse Puppets were of high rank, clearly specially refined, their bodies gleaming with a metallic sheen and their movements not at all sluggish.

The putrid stench emanating from them spread so far that the area within dozens of zhang stank unbearably. Yet the Disciples of the Yinsha Sect seemed indifferent, evidently accustomed to it.

Suddenly, streaks of cyan-black light shone in the darkness.

A figure appeared in front of the patrolling Disciples as if by teleportation.

He was an emaciated old man who looked to be in his fifties.