Chapter 1190: The Grudge Between the Four Nine Immortal Sect and the Dragon Court

Chapter 1190: The Grudge Between the Four Nine Immortal Sect and the Dragon Court

Within the South Snake Sea Realm of the East Sea.

The dark clouds gradually dissipated.

Mythological Beast Ba Xia shook its head and heaved a faint sigh. “Sigh… I thought the ancestral land was going to be destroyed for a moment there. These evil dragons sure are crazy! I wonder who saved the ancestral land. I have to offer them my gratitude when I meet them…”

One figure after another began to emerge in front of the azure dragon statue.

“That was some war! Twenty powerful beings from the Dragon Court of the Eastern Seas went in but only twelve came back. That’s a new record high death rate.

“However, I guess the end result was still a good one. If the ancestral land were destroyed, all of the powerful beings from both tribes would have perished in there. That would’ve been a real tragedy! In that case, the Western Dragon Forest’s foundation would be heavily shaken while the Dragon Court of the Eastern Seas would most likely be screwed…” Mythological Beast Ba Xia’s expression suddenly shifted as it spoke, “What’s this? That outsider that triggered the changes to the world is also here?”

In front of the azure dragon statue.

“Phew… Is this the Tai Chu Continent?” Xiao Tu narrowed his eyes with enjoyment as he took a deep breath. “This really is a beautiful world full of vitality and possibilities. I like this place!”

Boom!

A sudden boom erupted.

Everyone was greeted by the sight of a turtle with the head of a dragon that was only about the size of a grown man descending from the sky.

All of the Dragon Tribe cultivators present bowed in unison.

This was a clone of Mythological Beast Ba Xia.

Ba Xia didn’t look at anyone from the Dragon Court of the Eastern Seas. Instead, it had its eyes trained firmly on Xiao Tu. “You’re from the Primordial Dragon Tribe?”

“That’s right.” Xiao Tu nodded before making a self-introduction, “I am a Dragon Tribe cultivator from the Xiao family of the Ancient Dragon Mountain. My name is Xiao Tu.”

Ba Xia’s expression eased slightly. “Alright, tell me what happened in there.”

Thus, everyone began filling Ba Xia in on the events that had transpired within the Ancient Tai Chu Dragon Realm.

Ao Yin Yu and the other Dragon Tribe cultivators that hadn’t entered the ancestral land all gathered around with curious expressions.

The events that had transpired weren’t really secrets. As such, all of the Dragon Tribe cultivators recounted willingly.

Upon hearing about how the Ancient Dragon Empress had used Xiao Tu as a sacrifice and took advantage of a flaw in the Heavenly Dao to force open a passageway for the evil dragons, even Ba Xia couldn’t help but exclaim in shock.

Upon hearing about how An Lin had mended the heavens with his sword and downgraded the world with a single sword strike, Ba Xia’s clone almost vanished from astonishment.

Ao Yin Yu was also completely dumbstruck as she stared at the man before her, not daring to imagine that he had really done all of those things. Her entire outlook on cultivation had been flipped on its head yet again.

Mythological Beast Ba Xia’s golden eyes sized up An Lin with incredulity still lingering on its face. In the end, its eyes rested on the Evil-Slaying Sword on An Lin’s back.

“Can you show me your sword spirit?” Ba Xia asked.

An Lin faltered upon hearing this, and he didn’t even get a chance to speak before a cold voice sounded from behind him.

Evil-Slaying Sword: “Piss off!”

An Lin: “…”

Ba Xia: “…”

All of the Dragon Tribe cultivators present were astonished.

This was Ba Xia! The Dao Integration Stage mythological beast, Ba Xia! Did this sword want to die?

“Pfff…” Ao Xiaowu couldn’t help but burst into laughter upon seeing this.

Thinking back to her interaction with the Evil-Slaying Sword, it had to be said that she was suffering from a case of deja vu…

An Lin almost threw up a mouthful of blood. “Little Xie, can you talk properly or not?”

Ba Xia was not expecting to be told to piss off by a sword and was still a little bit stunned.

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Xiao Tu immediately tried to rectify the situation. “This Evil-Slaying Sword spirit has her own unique personality, so please don’t take it to heart, Senior Ba Xia. We’ve actually all fallen victims to her sharp tongue, and An Lin was even a victim of her sharp blade…”

Ba Xia only came to its senses then, and its turtle shell shuddered abruptly.

Ba Xia actually had an extremely thunderous temper, but it still forced itself to calm down. “Alright. This event has had a huge impact on the Dragon Tribe. I still have things to do, so you can all go back.”

It was quite clear that Ba Xia was sending everyone away.

Everyone read between the lines and left Ba Xia’s divine mountain.

Prior to their departures, many Dragon Tribe cultivators expressed their gratitude to An Lin and the others again. The relationship between the Four Nine Immortal Sect and the Dragon Court of the Eastern Seas also eased following their ordeals in the Ancient Tai Chu Dragon Realm.

Ao Meng decided to let bygones be bygones. In reality, he was actually extremely thankful that An Lin wasn’t holding a grudge. He was petrified by the thought of An Lin crashing his Dragon Court and wreaking havoc there.

Ao Meng also invited Long Aotian to join the Dragon Court and offered very alluring conditions. However, Long Aotian immediately refused and stated that he was going to join the Four Nine Immortal Sect.

All of the Dragon Court cultivators almost threw up mouthfuls of blood upon hearing this.

So another mighty figure had been stolen from the Dragon Court by the Four Nine Immortal Sect?

Long Aotian was initially a little hesitant, but after witnessing An Lin’s mending of the heavens and Xiao Tu’s inclusion, he had no more doubts and made his final decision.

The powerful beings from the Dragon Court of the Eastern Seas all suddenly realized one thing. The Four Nine Immortal Sect was now actually too powerful for the Dragon Court of the Eastern Seas to even hope to contend with now…

“Let’s go.”

A hint of disconsolation appeared on Ao Meng’s face, and it looked as if he had aged during the short time here as he transformed into a black dragon and dove into the ocean.

One dragon after another followed behind him as they leaped into the ocean to create a marvelous spectacle.

During this ordeal, they had lost many brothers and sisters, as well as powerful beings from the Divine Guardian Squad. They needed time to rest and recover.

An Lin led everyone back to the Four Nine Immortal Sect.

When Bai Ling received news of Sect Leader An Lin’s triumphant return, she immediately gathered the pavilion lords, elders, and disciples to extend a warm welcome.

After all, the sect leader had personally borrowed money from the Dragon Court for the sake of the sect, so this welcome was a necessity.

Outside the gates of the Four Nine Immortal Sect.

Bai Ling, Liu Qianhuan, Tang Ximen, and the other pavilion lords, as well as all of the core disciples, including Ye Ling, Bei Lian, Cheng Yingxiong, Zhou Yu, and Ding Xiang, had all gathered.

Soon, their sect leader who was standing atop a black brick in his usual flowing white robe began to appear in their field of vision.

He also had an entourage with him.

“Welcome back, Sect Leader! The sect leader’s divine glow will shine for eternity and ballads of his legendary feats shall be sung for countless generations to come!” all of the core disciples yelled in unison.

An Lin was astonished.

Xu Xiaolan, Xiao Ze, Tina, and Bryce were astonished.

Xiao Tu and Long Aotian also drew sharp intakes of breath.

“Did we just join an evil cult?” Xiao Tu was astonished.

“You don’t know sh*t! This is a welcome fit for heroes! I love it!” Long Aotian expressed a different opinion as he spoke in an extremely excited voice.

An Lin: “…”

An Lin descended among the welcoming party before turning to Bai Ling, who wore a gentle and soft smile on her face. “This… this childish welcoming speech…”

“Do you like it?” Bai Ling asked with a warm smile.

“It’s fantastic!” An Lin gave her a thumbs-up.

Xu Xiaolan: “…”

All of the disciples: “…”

All of the disciples were still waiting for their sect leader to object, but they didn’t know that he was this type of person!

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