Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 112 - 93 Hello, You’re So Hot~_3

Sect Master Zheng Dongliu is unmarried and has no offspring, so his senior disciple Ji Wenchang often stays by the Sect Master’s side.

As for the other disciples of the Sect Master... either died in battle or left the sect. Even if they are still alive, most of them bear irreversible injuries and have taken on the responsibilities of teaching the Inner and Outer Disciples.

Only Ji Wenchang remains well and often takes on the responsibilities of the Sect Master in Zheng Dongliu’s absence.

Approaching Ji Wenchang, Lu Jin’an glanced back at the now much quieter mountain peak, his eyes slightly narrowing.

The majority of the previous generation’s direct disciples broke through their cultivation levels and left their disciple status to serve in the sect or various branches, but only three achieved the Divine Presence Realm, serving as elders across the Nine Peaks.

The scarcity is due, apart from those who met misfortune while training outside, to most having died in battle at the Two Realms Pass.

Whether in life or death, being a Wandao Sect disciple is an identity to be proud of.

Retracting his gaze, Lu Jin’an looked into the distance, fully aware that his generation of direct disciples is the strongest ever, evidenced by a survival rate at the Two Realms Pass far exceeding previous generations.

Among them, over forty percent of the direct disciples have killed Demon Clan’s Heavenly Pride, surpassing the previous rate of twenty percent.

But this doesn’t mean the predecessors were weak; if it weren’t for their guardianship, how could the younger disciples grow?

Nowadays, decades have passed without large-scale conflict at the Two Realms Pass, and communication between the parties hasn’t ceased. In this relatively peaceful environment, the invited Demon Clan are quite likely to attend.

After all, a formal invitation itself signifies some sincerity.

"I heard from the Sect Master that you’ve broken through the Dao Palace?"

Ji Wenchang’s voice brought Lu Jin’an back to reality, where he responded with a smile, "Yes."

"The trip to the Nanzhuo Domain brought plenty of gains, huh." Ji Wenchang smiled, aware as a Deputy Sect Master whether Jin’an was in seclusion.

"Indeed." Lu Jin’an nodded and asked curiously, "Previously, had we received no intelligence about the Upper Realm possessing geniuses in the Lower Realm?"

Ji Wenchang shook his head, "It’s difficult for us to interact with those three Divine Mountains. For them to descend is not an easy task; we hadn’t expected them to use such an insidious method. Perhaps this is why they produce Divine Concealment elites faster than us..."

Lu Jin’an nodded, understanding their reluctance to descend wasn’t due to some obstructive rules but because they were being watched.

Such as Sect Master Zheng Dongliu being one of them.

Surely, a large scale deployment of their Divine Concealment elites could break through the defenses manned by Zheng Dongliu and others, but at a massive cost.

The Upper Realm dares not come down because: who should die?

Having barely achieved Divine Concealment, with extended longevity and a step from Transcendence, who would want to die easily?

Moreover, the Upper Realm has its own balance; if a Divine Concealment here dies and another there dies, yet the others remain unscathed, the balance is disrupted.

Being lofty forces within the Upper Realm, who would willingly submit to others?

Thus, they dare not descend.

"Master is very strong." Ji Wenchang changed his address at this point, looking reverent. "In an actual fight, dragging five or six Divine Concealments from the Upper Realm into Reincarnation is not a problem."

Lu Jin’an gave an "Mm," "That’s why they resort to such a nefarious method like possession. Once the geniuses all become the Upper Realm’s lackeys, then they can come down."

"Their possession techniques are strong." Ji Wenchang’s expression returned, "After your information came back, the Five Sects and Seven Schools secretly investigated disciples, but found nothing.

As for other sects... the world is too vast to cover everything."

Lu Jin’an nodded and then curiously added, "Do I need to be investigated as well?"

Ji Wenchang glanced at him, "No need."

"Why?"

Ji Wenchang chuckled, "You’ve got some silly moments, huh."

Lu Jin’an was momentarily stunned but then realized.

He was taken to Wandao Sect by his master when he was only in the Condensation Realm, not yet at the Sitting and Illuminating Realm facing Self. If he were really possessed, how wouldn’t his master notice?

After all, according to Lin Mu, in the Upper Realm’s environment, those who resort to possession are merely ’trash,’ and given the plight and experience of ’trash,’ it’s difficult to overcome the ’Am I Me’ challenge in the Sitting and Illuminating Realm.

Moreover, Lu Jin’an is very certain ’I am me,’ because...

Thinking again of the ’bad older sister’ that scared him, Lu Jin’an quickly set aside the thought and smiled, "Like darkness under the lamp."

Ji Wenchang nodded, using his right hand to make a spell, activating the hidden Communication Compass of Wandao Sect, which quietly displayed the various sceneries of Wandao Sect.

Although Taiyi Peak is large, it cannot accommodate all members of Wandao Sect, so those who can come to Taiyi Peak are only the sect’s high-level members, part of the medium-level, direct disciples, and the top ten Outer and Inner Sect disciples chosen after a recent contest.

The rest can only observe the scenes on Taiyi Peak through the Communication Compass.

After a glance, Lu Jin’an diverted his gaze to the first arrivals from Qingmiao Palace.

His eyes naturally landed on Zhu Nanzhi, who was by Xiao Yinruo’s side.

Having bathed, Nanzhi had changed into a darker blue Jiao Ling Ruqun than yesterday, with her dark green hair half tied and half loose. Despite maintaining the aura of a Cold Saintess, Lu Jin’an could still see the faint springtime tenderness in her brows.

"Palace Master Xiao." Ji Wenchang cupped his hands, "Please, this way."

Xiao Yinruo nodded slightly, glanced at Lu Jin’an, then proceeded towards the seating prepared for Qingmiao Palace.

Zhu Nanzhi slowed her pace, gave her husband a shallow smile, saluted, and after a swift pace to his side, rose slightly on her toes to transmit to his ear.

"I feel like when I walk now, I can feel something jiggling in my belly~"

Lu Jin’an’s expression froze, turning to watch Zhu Nanzhi, who had already lowered her head and followed behind Xiao Yinruo, his lips moving with a phrase popping into his mind.

’You’re so saucy~’

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