Chapter 870: Two Great Prime Masters
Two Great Prime Masters . . .
"Cha Eun Xiao, don't be so stubborn! We've been assisting you with your training for days," Cao Daqi feigned anger. "What harm could it do to take a look?"
He began to pull Cha Eun Xiao away without further argument.
Even Xiao Mufei chimed in with a wide smile, "Go on, it's not a big deal. The more you see, the more you'll learn. After all, you've been pushing yourself for days. It's time to relax a little."
Despite Cha Eun Xiao's resistance, the other disciples paid him no heed. They dragged him along and discreetly ventured out.
Xiao Mufei, on the other hand, opted to stay behind. Xiao Rongrong had no inclination to join the crowd, and after all the excitement, he felt the need for some rest.
On the mountain path of Cold Moon Palace, Prime Master Yue Changtian stood before his assembly, exuding an air of sanctity.
Behind him were three elders and nine eminent disciples, all donning solemn expressions.
One, three, nine — a welcoming entourage of the highest order.
Cha Eun Xiao and the other disciples, hidden in the dense foliage, observed the path from which the approaching visitors would emerge. Cha Eun Xiao had initially been reluctant to attend but was overruled by his enthusiastic companions. He was too weak to resist if they insisted, so he reluctantly tagged along, choosing to remain as inconspicuous as possible.
As the thick fog was dispelled, dark silhouettes gradually materialized from within. The first figure, wearing a blood-red robe, strode confidently forward. He was tall, with three locks of dark hair cascading down his chest. His eyes exuded a brilliant radiance, and he carried an aura of elegance and pride.
He walked towards the sect, his every step seeming as though the sun itself was bestowing its radiance upon him. With each move, he appeared more like a king descending upon the mortal world.
Cha Eun Xiao gazed at this man in awe and shock. This was none other than Prime Master Wu Huitian of the Saint Sunlight Sect, renowned as "Heaven's Sword, Wu Huitian." Beside him were three individuals who remained close, appearing casual but actually moving with great vigilance. Together, they covered all directions to protect their Prime Master.
They were employing the renowned "Three Elites Array," a formation that defended one individual from all sides. As long as these three men still drew breath, they formed an invincible shield.
The three level nine Dao Origin Stage cultivators executed the Three Elites Array to safeguard their Prime Master. Even Wu Fa, the world's most formidable cultivator, couldn't approach Wu Huitian without first neutralizing all three elite guards.
Wu Huitian emerged from the fog. His presence marked him as a truly significant guest at Cold Moon Palace.
However, he was not the sole distinguished guest in attendance. On the opposite side, another group of four individuals emerged from the dense fog.
Leading the way was a figure clad entirely in white. His robes glowed with starlight, and they were woven from Starlight Silk, a treasured material used in creating the peerless Cloudy Star Robe. This robe was the prized top treasure of the Saint Starlight Sect and had a reputation for being one of the most invaluable defensive artifacts in the Qing-Yun Realm.
Only one person in the world could don the Cloudy Star Robe — the Prime Master of the Saint Starlight Sect, Yun Xiran.
Around Wu Huitian, there stood three level nine Dao Origin Stage cultivators. They formed a protective formation known as the Three Elites Array, an unyielding shield for their Prime Master. Cha Eun Xiao couldn't help but feel that something was amiss.
"Why would they arrive at their ally's place with such a protective array?" Cha Eun Xiao pondered.
The two groups of visitors had arrived simultaneously, which surprised Yue Changtian, the head of Cold Moon Palace. He couldn't suppress a slight twitch in his mouth. He extended some standard pleasantries, saying, "Prime Master Wu, Prime Master Yun, your presence illuminates Cold Moon Palace. However, are you here for vengeance or sanctuary? What's the reason for such a protective formation? I must admit, I'm rather timid and unsure if I can manage this..."
As he spoke, his eyes moved between the two Prime Masters.
Wu Huitian snorted, "Yue Changtian, let's skip the small talk. We're on the same side. I'm sure when you go out, you take three of your elites with you. The Three Elites Array isn't exclusive to me and the Saint Sunlight Sect."
Yun Xiran smiled mildly and added, "Prime Master Yue is indeed forthright with us. Notice that he doesn't dare leave his position, does he?"
Yue Changtian's anger flared. "What did you say? You two are inside my territory. Must you spew such nonsense? Can't you cut the chitchat and join me for some tea?"
Wu Huitian took the lead and replied, "Of course, I'm here for tea. But do you know that a calamity is approaching the three factions?"
Yue Changtian was taken aback. He contemplated for a moment and inquired, "Could it be... Is Jun Yinglian of Sky Ice Palace seeking vengeance?"
"That's correct," Yun Xiran responded with a hint of bitterness. "Jun Yinglian left the mountains armed with her sword. She made no effort to conceal her presence. However, she first visited Qiong-Hua Palace before vanishing. We've stationed numerous sentinels to monitor her, but all our men have been slaughtered. We have no idea of her current whereabouts or her next destination."
The three conversed in hushed tones as they walked, their words meant only for their ears.
Yue Changtian was filled with dread. "This is a significant matter, a grave concern for the three factions..."
He was worried that he might no longer be safe. The confidence he once held in the security of his sect had eroded over time. Even the ponds, which he had once deemed the safest places within the sect, had been infiltrated. He could no longer place unquestioning faith in the sect's security.
"If Jun Yinglian breaches the sect's defenses..." Yue Changtian shuddered at the thought.
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