Chapter 1382: 1017: Grandpa, Do You Want Land or Not? (Part 2)

"To receive the Creator God’s favor, sir, this is a unique opportunity in the world of the uncanny. If this succeeds, there will be a great reward!"Elder Scholar was overjoyed, offering another round of effusive praise; meanwhile, You Lai wasn’t so happy—he was recognized by the clansman who had just transformed into the uncanny.

Everything was still fine for now, since the chaos of the many "deaths" couldn’t pinpoint the culprit. What Jiang Yuan said just now, after all, was just the branches and the direct lineage at loggerheads. But that group of family higher-ups, including You Lai’s parents, was lured into the Seven-Layered Exquisite Pagoda by this very face.

One moment, they were admiring the Celestial Realm’s divine artifact, giggling; the next moment, they couldn’t get out, no more giggling!

Having been herded into this godforsaken place, the group of high and mighty used to being in control had nowhere to vent their fury. Suddenly seeing that face again, they were all gnashing their teeth, demanding an explanation from him.

"You—you were tricked, how can you blame me?" You Lai weakly defended himself, muttering, "You couldn’t even tell a fake family member. Besides, let’s say, just for argument’s sake, that you did nothing wrong at all?

Back then, you said that disciples of the Ancient Ten Great Sects were powerful and resentful, and despite my objections, insisted on suppressing them into the Eight-direction Ghost-Gathering Wealth Array, and now it’s caused trouble, hasn’t it?"

The former patriarch, his father Mi Xiao, punched forward, "I’ll teach you to make excuses, and slander with impunity!"

Having become the uncanny, neither side retained their past strength, so they both had to endure the physical pain, reverting to the simplest form of brawling, pounding flesh with fists.

"What I’m saying is the truth, Snow Cloud Valley’s downfall must be a result of backlash!"

"Obviously, you betrayed us from within, causing the death of the entire clan!"

"Oh dear, please stop fighting, this kind of fighting won’t kill anyone..."

......

You Lai was being beaten by the new clan members with no place to hide, his body nearly falling apart.

Ugly Slave, observing the commotion, asked, "What kind of array did you actually use to provoke such harsh backlash?"

"Eight... Eight-direction Ghost-Gathering Wealth Array!" You Lai inhaled sharply in pain, answering haltingly, "According to ancestral rules, it must use compatible resentful spirits. They insisted on stuffing random things in, and when backlash struck, they blamed me."

"Tut tut, greedy like a snake swallowing an elephant. Snow Cloud Valley was already so prosperous, yet they used such evil techniques to gather wealth, no wonder no one in the clan met a good end!"

Ugly Slave smacked his lips, chuckling, "You Lai’s words are indeed correct. The Eight-direction Ghost-Gathering Wealth Array is extremely domineering and allows no negligence. Arbitrarily suppressing mismatched resentful spirits inside guarantees backlash sooner or later.

Don’t even mention suppressing a thousand or eight hundred. As soon as they crammed in a dozen or twenty mismatched spirits, backlash was inevitable, just slower in coming."

These words incited a brawl, with You Lai enduring critical strikes alone, escalating into an all-out feud. Snow Cloud Valley’s Mi Clan was already superficially united; old and new grudges combined, creating a scene of utter chaos with sparks flying in every direction.

Seeing enough chaos, Jiang Yuan ensured the Mi Clan couldn’t unite again, making it easier for Elder Scholar and his group to manage. He then happily clicked to exit the scene and return to his small courtyard.

He was cataloging the gifts to be sent to the Celestial Sword Sect when the Qingfeng Hall Master, who had just left not too long ago, once more requested an audience.

The act of reviving Wei Ting as a showpiece was a grand success, opening the eyes of the Ancient Ten Great Sects!

To use immortal techniques, allowing a remnant soul to reanimate a corpse, was already miraculous. He could even implant spirit roots at will, with attributes readily selected, often top-grade, and double implants!

Each achievement alone was unfathomable. Yet Mr. Jiang effortlessly, casually gathered countless unimaginable feats, even granting three hundred years of lifespan to a cultivator he’d just met!

Who among those present wouldn’t praise him inwardly?

Returning to Qingfeng Hall, Wei Ting became a living advertisement. Not to mention everyone in Qingfeng Hall, from elders to disciples, came to see him, even elders from other sects flocked, bombarding Wei Ting with questions and all kinds of tests.

No matter how much is said, seeing it for oneself was truly believing.

They confirmed that Wei Ting had indeed come back to life, perfectly matched with his new body, possessing top-grade dual spirit roots and a full three hundred years of lifespan; with the backing of the Cloud Concealment Sect, the nine other sects, not yet having formal relations, couldn’t sit still.

Fearing change with any delay, the sect leaders packed their bags first, occupying the agreed-upon abandoned city fortress.

When Du Li was brought into the courtyard by Qu Luming and got a thrashing, he witnessed the grand spectacle of the nine sects migrating. He was puzzled, wondering what exactly happened in the Snow Cloud Valley incident to make the Ancient Ten Great Sects all request to move into the small courtyard?

But his current status was quite unappealing, so he could only restrain his curiosity, waiting for a chance to inquire later.

On one side, Jiang Yuan was individually receiving guests; on the other side, Wan Mingchuan had sorted the gifts and sent the list to the Celestial Sword Sect.

On a cold winter morning, the wind was piercing. Mirror Mountain, blanketed in snow, appeared all the more desolate and imposing. From afar, the disciples of the Celestial Sword Sect had all changed into winter clothes, gaining a rustic look, losing some of the ethereal quality characteristic of an Immortal Cultivation Sect.

"The difference between cultivators of the two worlds truly is vast!" Wan Mingchuan couldn’t help but sigh as he observed.

When night falls on the Wilderness, shifts must be taken to explore, to obtain sufficient resources for cultivation; during the daytime, as Wilderness Ascension takes place, the Human World loses Spiritual Energy. Without enough reserves, the disciples of the Celestial Sword Sect can only rest and can’t continue their cultivation.

Thus, with so little time for cultivation, naturally their realm doesn’t progress.

"Grandfather!" Thinking of the good news he brought, Wan Mingchuan flew to the mountain gate greeting loudly.