Floating Immortal Order

Chapter 202: Merely Indulging in Self-Created Illusions

Chapter 202: Merely Indulging in Self-Created Illusions

Chapter 202: Merely Indulging in Self-Created Illusions

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Red Lotus Primordial Lord’s position was a half-level higher than the other Mountain Masters, causing the other Primordial Lords to turn their gazes towards him to see how he would handle this matter.

Many of them were Primordial Lords from other sects who had come to watch the tournament. Their expressions were curious as they watched the rare occasion of two Primordial Lords from the Shangqing Sacred Sect clashing.

Red Lotus Primordial Lord’s brows creased slightly. After a moment of thought, he said, “Mountain Master Yangze, although Xu Disheng is a rare unparalleled genius, he has indeed violated the sect rules. There is even conclusive evidence. You saw it, right?”

Primordial Lord Yangze’s expression was gloomy. He also knew that their fellow cultivators from the Shan Mountain Territory were here, so Red Lotus Primordial Lord couldn’t simply overlook a violation of the sect rules. He gave a cold snort and said, “Since this child has violated sect rules, I will let you handle this matter, Red Lotus Mountain Master.”

Spirit Controlling Primordial Lord’s face lit up a bit. He came forward and said, “Then Red Lotus Mountain Master, I will take this child back to my place for punishment.”

Red Lotus Primordial Lord also felt extremely regretful to allow this to happen to Xu Disheng. He gave a light sigh, then flicked his sleeves.

All of the layers upon layers of clouds and mist spanning the Luminous Cloud Abyss were dispersed by the flick of his sleeves. The figures of all the Primordial Lords present high up in the sky appeared in the central sea of clouds, becoming the focus of tens of thousands of gazes.

“Up there… Those people are the Primordial Lords who came to watch the tournament!”

“The Mountain Masters of the Shangqing Sacred Sect’s Eight Mountains are also up there!”

“It’s truly a once in a lifetime experience to see this many Primordial Lords gathered in one place.”

“Why did they suddenly disperse the floating clouds and appear before everyone?”

… …

Xu Disheng had to take several Vitality Sustaining Pills in rapid succession before the wound in his abdomen stopped bleeding and slowly began to heal.

The profound qi in his body was a dried up well. His Soul Force was also completely exhausted, the black Soul Force flute in his sea of consciousness practically transparent. Pangs of sharp pain assaulted his brain in sickening waves, making him feel as if he would faint in the very next moment.

He forced himself to sit up. He heard the clamorous uproar of the tens of thousands of people below and saw the miraculous sight of Red Lotus Primordial Lord pushing away the clouds, revealing all the Primordial Lords present. Off in the distance, he saw a middle-aged Primordial Lord in a black robe looking at him from among them with an avaricious gaze, killing intent hidden deep beneath the surface.

A Primordial Spirit stage cultivator wouldn’t expose their intentions so plainly, but due to the nearly twenty years that Xu Disheng had cultivated Soul Song, he was extremely sensitive to the feelings directed towards him, which allowed him to faintly sense that Primordial Lord’s intentions.

That black-robed, middle-aged man was definitely the Primordial Lord of the Mountain of Law’s Zhao Clan!

Looking down over the central sea of clouds, Spirit Controlling Primordial Lord swept his gaze over the tens of thousands of disciples sitting in seats made of clouds and the few hundred Spirit Masters present. His gaze paused momentarily on Celestial Tide Spirit Master before turning away and speaking in a voice that echoed throughout the entire Luminous Cloud Abyss. “Xu Disheng of Mingxin Mountain Range’s Morning Dew Peak has slaughtered fellow disciples of the sect in the Zhao Realm, of which there is conclusive evidence. As a Primordial Lord, I possess the authority to bring him back to my domain and inflict punishment.”

Everyone’s faces filled with shock, utterly bewildered by what they just heard. A moment later, a huge uproar erupted forth as people began to talk.

“Xu Disheng?! How could this be?!”

“He violated sect rules?”

“Who is that Primordial Lord that just spoke…?”

“That was Spirit Controlling Primordial Lord. It’s been a long time since he established a domain in the Yuluo Realm, but he rarely leaves the Yuluo Realm.”

“The other Primordial Lords aren’t saying anything. Don’t tell me they’ve already acknowledged that Xu Disheng has violated sect rules?”

“Primordial Lord Yangze is also there. Xu Disheng is a disciple of the Mingxin Mountain Range, but doesn’t seem to be trying to stop him at all!”

“Only an hour ago, Xu Disheng was a newly risen unparalleled Sea of Qi stage genius of the Shangqing Sacred Sect. Hardly any time has passed, but he’s now being charged with violating sect rules? Something seems fishy here!”

An endless stream of shocked, bewildered murmuring began to spread around as everyone looked up at the Primordial Lords in the sky and the white-robed youth who was seated cross-legged on the floor of the central sea of clouds, his expression grim.

Celestial Tide Spirit Master let out a sigh, finally deciding to step off his cloud chariot. He cupped his hands respectfully towards the Primordial Lords in the sky and said, “Spirit Controlling Primordial Lord, is there perhaps a misunderstanding here?”

Even though it was inappropriate for the occasion, Celestial Tide Spirit Master couldn’t just stand by and watch Xu Disheng be taken away. He couldn’t help speaking up for him, figuring he might as well try, though his attempt might be in vain.

“Celestial Tide. You are a Spirit Master with authority in the Mingxin Mountain Range, and yet you were completely unaware that a disciple of yours had slaughtered fellow disciples of the sect in a Mortal Secret Realm. I still haven’t gotten around to punish you for that offense yet!” Spirit Controlling Primordial Lord said with a cold snort, flicking his sleeves. He didn’t seem to be leaving any face for Celestial Tide Spirit Master.

However, Spirit Controlling Primordial Lord wasn’t a Mountain Master of any Mountain Range, so he was actually overstepping his bounds somewhat by firmly reprimanding an incumbent Spirit Master of a Mountain Range.

Primordial Lord Yangze’s expression turned even more darker, his gaze frigid as he glared at Spirit Controlling Primordial Lord. But under the countless gazes present, and for the sake of the face and prestige of the Shangqing Sacred Sect, he couldn’t flare up in anger.

Celestial Tide Spirit Master cupped his hands in salute, then silently withdrew to his cloud chariot.

“Senior Martial Brother Xu!” Chu Luo and the others were watching Xu Disheng, who was still seated cross-legged on the ground, through a screen of light projected by a jade slip. Their expressions were anxious.

“What a shame, Junior Martial Brother Xu.” Mo Yue had already returned to her great hall to recover. As she watched the white-robed youth through a screen of light, she let out a light sigh.

Throughout all of this, He Junyu’s expression had been fluctuating dramatically. Several times, he nearly burst out to speak up for him and try to stop them, but the reasoning in his head told him that if even Celestial Tide Spirit Master was firmly rebuked and forced to back off, then a mere Sea of Qi stage disciple like him could do even less to change the situation.

At this moment, above the cloud seats where the Ancient Nuwa Sect were, a girl in a moon white dress flew out on a demonic cloud. As she flew, the snow white crest on her head quivered slightly and her black hair fluttered in the wind, bringing out the picturesque beauty of Lu Ling’s features even more.

She landed in front of Xu Disheng, then lifted her gaze towards Spirit Controlling Primordial Lord. “Punishment? What punishment?”

“A younger generation of the demon race?” Spirit Controlling Primordial Lord muttered, his expression revealing a bit of surprise. His brows furrowed, and he looked towards Jade Essence Primordial Lord. “Jade Essence Primordial Lord, is this woman a disciple of the Ancient Nuwa Sect?”

Jade Essence Spirit Master immediately shouted, “Impudent! Lu Ling, hurry up and stand down! The matters of the Shangqing Sacred Sect have nothing to do with us!”

Among the seats where the Ancient Nuwa Sect was located, Yan Wuji turned to Hong Zhao and ridiculed, “Hong Zhao, it seems that your fiancée has decided to step up for someone else. It’s really getting interesting now.”

… …

Xu Disheng was still seated cross-legged on the ground. He looked up slightly, catching sight of the hem of a moon white dress fluttering in the wind before him. The scent of a gentle, feminine fragrance wafted by him.

At the moment, the girl’s back was facing him. Her black hair was bound by the white crest atop her head. It flowed luxuriously down to her waist, and the wind caused it to blow towards him, gently tickling his face.

Lu Ling had also awakened a portion of her memories. Demonic qi revolved in her eyes, and her long lashes quivered slightly as she turned to the side and said, “Master, you protected me in my last life. In this life, I won’t allow anyone to harm you.”

“I’m not him,” Xu Disheng said, bringing himself to move back a bit to avoid the caress of the girl’s windswept hair. His voice was as cold as a glacier that hadn’t melted for millenia. “This life of mine has only lasted a short twenty years. But from the beginning to the end, I’ve only ever been myself. Even if I die, what do I have to fear?”

Lu Ling shook her head lightly. An aura seeming to originate from the ancient, untold eras past suddenly began to rise from her body.

All of the power of heaven and earth in the Luminous Cloud Abyss began to rush wildly towards her, converging above Lu Ling’s head.