Chapter 507: Saintly Scheming and Shifting Luck

Chapter 507: Saintly Scheming and Shifting Luck

Hearing Sect Master Tianjue's voice, Han Jue almost wanted to laugh.

"As long as I don't go out, it's useless even if all living beings come!"

"Very good!"

"Since you, Sect Master Tianjue, dare to tear away all pretenses, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Han Jue thought to himself, deciding to use the book of misfortune to sanction Sect Master Tianjue in the future.

He didn't expect to curse him to death, but at least he would curse him mad!

Meanwhile.

all living beings within the Hundred Peaks Immortal River were discussing this matter. They weren't panicked; they were just confused as to why Sect Master Tianjue was trying to throw dirty water on them.

Han Jue cultivated diligently every day, so how could he possibly steal the Primordial Purple Qi?

They all felt that the Saints were deliberately making things difficult for the Hidden Sect.

Having listened to the Dao for so many years, the Hidden Sect Disciples were full of trust in Han Jue. Even if the sky fell, as long as Han Jue didn't panic, none of them would panic.

Because Han Jue had not spoken, the Disciples did not rashly go look for him.

The Hidden Sect acted as if they hadn't heard about it. After discussing it for a moment, they continued to Cultivate.

Xuan Qingjun did come to find Han Jue. She wasn't stupid and understood that she had been used by the Saints.

Han Jue comforted her with a few words, guaranteeing that nothing would happen to the Hundred Peaks Immortal River, and only then could she set her mind at ease.

…

Another thousand years passed.

Transformed living beings frequently wandered near the Hundred Peaks Immortal River, but over the past thousand years, no one dared to forcefully barge into the Hundred Peaks Immortal River.

The terrifying reputation of the Hidden Sect preceded it, coupled with the dominance of Li Daokong. Even with the Saints giving orders, all living beings dared not forcefully provoke the Hidden Sect.

As for the Primordial Purple Qi, for the vast majority of living beings, it was simply too far away—so far away that they weren't even sure if the Primordial Purple Qi was real.

In this millennium, members of the Hidden Sect successively stepped into the God Realm, including Murong Qi, Chu Shiren, Han You, and others.

As the Clan Chief of the Nether Clan, Han You's Aptitude was naturally the strongest.

This portended that the Nether Clan was about to step into the God Realm on a large scale.

Ten thousand beings at the God Realm—since ancient times, even the Jie Sect during the era of ten thousand immortals paying court might not have been this dominant.

Han Jue became increasingly satisfied with the Nether Clan; taking them in back then was truly a wise choice.

Rumble—

Within the Hundred Peaks Immortal River, the mountains shook as a terrifying Aura erupted, enveloping the heaven and earth.

The Disciples did not panic, because they all knew it was a Hidden Sect Disciple making a Breakthrough.

Zhao Xuanyuan!

He had attained the Grand Unity Realm!

The Hidden Sect had added yet another Grand Unity expert!

For a time, cheers echoed endlessly within the Hundred Peaks Immortal River. With one more Grand Unity expert, the Hidden Sect became stronger, and they became safer. Every single Disciple was extremely happy.

Especially for the Named Disciples. The Hidden Sect had hundreds of thousands of Named Disciples, but only a tiny fraction were taken as apprentices by orthodox Hidden Sect Disciples. Although they were all in the Hundred Peaks Immortal River, they were actually in two different worlds, and the Named Disciples all yearned to become true Hidden Sect Disciples.

After achieving the status of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, Zhao Xuanyuan began frantically challenging Li Xuan'ao and Dao Supreme within the Simulation Trial.

In the previous centennial grand competition, he had been firmly suppressed by these two. As for Li Daokong, with his Quasi-Saint cultivation, there was no need to participate in the centennial grand competition.

While the interior of the Hidden Sect was active and upward-striving, the Saints were extremely displeased.

Outside the Thirty-Third Heaven, at the Saint's Dao field.

Li Muyi, Antarctic Celestial Venerable, Saint Jin'an, and Sect Master Tianjue gathered here.

"Ordinary living beings fear the Hidden Sect. What is to be done about this?" Antarctic Celestial Venerable said with worry.

Sect Master Tianjue tightly knitted his brows. The order to exterminate the Hidden Sect had been issued by him, yet now all living beings had not obeyed; he was the one who lost face the most.

Saint Jin'an shook his head and said, "If you ask me, why must you go provoke him? This fellow's temperament is like a turtle's; he hides in one place and absolutely refuses to come out. Right now, the Immortal Realm is his best sanctuary. As long as he doesn't leave the Immortal Realm, there is nothing we can do to him, and our Disciples are even less capable of breaking through his Dao field's Formation. We have truly lifted a rock only to drop it on our own feet."

Sect Master Tianjue let out a cold snort, feeling displeased.

Antarctic Celestial Venerable sneered sarcastically, "Then why didn't you say so earlier?"

Saint Jin'an rolled his eyes and said, "Could I have persuaded you?"

Li Muyi spoke up, "Alright, the matter has already happened. Since it has come to this, I shall dispatch the Three Pure Ancestors to go break through the Hidden Sect's Formation. You all gather your Disciples and wait at the Hundred Peaks Immortal River."

Hearing this, the three Saints' eyes lit up.

Their act of singing in harmony was precisely to wait for these words!

Saint Jin'an smiled and asked, "Have the Three Pure Ancestors shaken off Shi Duxiao's entanglement?"

Li Muyi said, "How could Shi Duxiao be a match for the Three Pure Ancestors?"

Sect Master Tianjue stood up and said, "Then let it be like this. I hope Senior Brother will not disappoint us."

His tone carried a hint of sarcasm.

When all was said and done, this matter was stirred up by Li Muyi in the first place!

If he hadn't schemed against Han Jue, how would he have lost the Primordial Purple Qi?

Come to think of it, it was also quite strange.

Whenever the Saints schemed against Han Jue, Han Jue always had a way to break it. It was the first time they had encountered such a situation.

Mortals were like ants on a sand table. Saints looked down upon ants, able to see the ants' advancing route from a high vantage point, and could block an ant's path with casually placed objects.

The ant was tiny and inside the sand table; from its perspective, it couldn't see the person standing outside the sand table. Whenever it encountered something blocking the way, it could only detour around it by itself. Now, the Saints had dug a pit behind a small slope ahead of this ant. Logically speaking, the ant couldn't see it at all, yet this ant detoured around it before even going up the slope, which was truly baffling.

Han Jue was that ant!

The Saints were currently filled with perplexity.

No matter how they schemed against Han Jue, Han Jue could always nimbly avoid it, even making them swallow bitter losses in silence.

It defied common sense!

…

Another seven hundred years passed.

The Named Disciples within the Hundred Peaks Immortal River were growing more and more numerous. It wasn't that Han Jue had expanded again, but rather that those Named Disciples had begun to reproduce offspring.

This matter was arranged by Han Duotian. Ever since he was threatened by Sect Master Tianjue, he always felt that recruiting Disciples from the outside carried risks, so it was better to create them himself. Anyway, the Hundred Peaks Immortal River was big enough to accommodate many living beings.

To this, Han Jue turned a blind eye.

The Hidden Sect needed its own development system; generation passing down to generation was essential.

One day, Li Daokong suddenly came to visit Han Jue.

Han Jue had him enter the Taoist temple.

"Sect Leader, recently the fortune is changing. I'm afraid it bodes ill," Li Daokong said in a deep voice.

Han Jue remembered that he had once stepped directly into the Heavenly Dao before; perhaps he truly had a way to observe the fortune.

"How does it bode ill?"

"I suspect that some Saints want to obscure the heavenly secrets, striving for a brief window of time to enter the Immortal Realm for themselves. For a Saint, no matter how short the time is, it is enough to kill the enemy they want to kill."

Li Daokong's expression was extremely ugly. The implication was that the Saints were going to personally deal with the Hidden Sect.

Han Jue was startled and cautiously asked in his heart: "Can the current Heavenly Dao Saints break through the Dao field's Formation?"

[Requires deducting four billion years of lifespan. Do you want to continue?]

Continue!

[Not for the time being.]

"What if all the Saints strike together?"

[Yes, but it will require time. The Immortal Realm cannot withstand the magical power of more than four Saints.]

In other words, Han Jue was still safe.

Han Jue cursed inwardly, have these Saints gone mad?

Li Daokong asked, "Sect Leader, what should we do?"

Han Jue said calmly, "Cultivate at ease. I will hold off the Saints."

Hearing this, Li Daokong was stunned into a trance.

Although he knew Han Jue was even stronger than a Heavenly Dao Saint, Han Jue's resolute tone filled him with admiration.

Such a powerful existence yet without contending or fighting for supremacy—what kind of grandeur and breadth of mind was this?