Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 205: Remaining Light
The sapphire warship broke through the mighty wind and waves and reached the edge of the Great Desolate Sea, where the dark sea water continued to surge.

Xu Xuan stood at the bow, letting the sea breeze blow him. He had sent Mo Xi to announce his order, asking the Yakshas below to come up and await their punishment. After waiting for a while, he saw the sea surface break open, and a group of Yakshas following behind Mo Xi all surfaced. There were about thirty of them in total.

These Yaksha men had green faces and fangs, while the females were beautiful, with dark blue skin and fiery red hair. Most of them were at the Qi Refining stage, with five at the Foundation Establishment stage. The leading pair, a man and a woman, were already at the late stage of cultivation. They led their fellow tribesmen in kneeling and saying,
"Meet Longzi."

Xu Xuan said nothing, but flicked his finger and a sword light shot out, flying around above the group of Yakshas, with lightning flashing and extremely captivating.

The leading Yaksha man was now extremely terrified. He looked up at the treasure ship and said in a trembling voice, "My name is Po Xiong. I wonder what the lord wants from me?"

Xu Xuan waved his hand, and Lan He behind him stepped forward obediently. He bowed and saluted, then looked at the group of Yakshas, the fierce fire in his eyes almost turning into substance, and said in a deep voice:

"It was them who worked for [Youjing Gorge] and captured and killed countless of my people." She didn't dare to say much, and shouted for the adults to avenge her. After that, she stepped aside and waited for Xu Xuan's order.

"The [Shan Jiao] lineage is my subordinate, how brave you are." Xu Xuan spoke in a cold voice, emitting a dragon's might. The Yakshas below trembled, and they had no intention of fighting at all.

Napoxiong opened his mouth to speak, but was stopped by the Yaksha woman beside him. She then spoke, "My name is Nüdā. My Lord, Mingze left but severed all ties with these surviving clansmen. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to hold him accountable now."

"When did I mention Nanming? I was only talking about me. The mermaids are now my private property, but you have abducted so many of them. What should I do?" Xu Xuan's voice was cold. The pressure of the sword light became stronger and stronger, making it difficult for Nüwa to breathe, and Poxiong beside her was even more frightened.

Xu Xuan turned to look at Lu Lin beside him and motioned her to come forward. The lady walked to the bow with a light smile, her voice soft and gentle, which could be heard throughout the place.

"My lord, you came here not to be killed. You can bring spiritual objects as compensation. Your Nan Yasha Palace has captured and killed thousands of mermaids, if not tens of thousands. Count carefully and bring a dozen ancient magic tools and a hundred foundation-building spiritual objects."

"My Lord is merciful and cannot bear to see blood. Please do not force me to take action."

As soon as Lu Lian finished speaking, Po Xiong below was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out. He really dared to make such an offer. They, the Yakshas, had worked diligently over the years and had only caught less than three hundred coral sharks. How could it be so exaggerated? Even if they sold his father and his twelve brothers, they still couldn't come up with such a high compensation.

"Master Longzi, my Nan Yasha Palace only works for Youjing. We make some mermaid lanterns and hand over all the profits to the Demon King. Where do we get these magical instruments and spiritual objects?"

Nüwa spoke at this time, and remained calm under the dragon's might and sword light, but she was much stronger than Poxiong beside her.

"Why are you saying all this to my lord? You and Youjing can handle yourselves. Now let's see the price first." Lu Lian smiled, and glanced at Po Xiong and Nü Du with a sinister look in her eyes. She said, "A Yaksha, if you tear its bones and refine its blood, peel off its skin and extract its tendons, it can probably be exchanged for a magical weapon of the same level, or three spiritual objects."

"Alas, skinning you all alive is not enough. What should I do? Sell your souls too? I don't think you need to stay in this sea anymore. Just let the adults take you."

After saying this, Po Xiong felt a chill on his back. He looked up and saw the pair of cold and ferocious dragon-serpent pupils. He felt as if struck by lightning. He dared not say another word and tremblingly touched Nüwa next to him.

'Damn, this wimp.'

Nüwa cursed him fiercely in her heart, but her face remained calm. She continued to kneel in the sea, raised her head slightly, and said softly, "It is an honor for us to offer our whole bodies for you, sir, and submit to your territorial waters. It's just that you came at an unfortunate time."

When Xu Xuan heard this, he thought for a moment and realized that the other party was going to make an excuse, so he listened quietly.

"The dragon son of Donghai Guangyu died many years ago. I wonder if Lord Youdu knows about this?" Nuwa raised her head and whispered a name, with a look of determination on her dark face.

"Of course I know. What does this have to do with you?" Xu Xuan thought for a moment. He had heard about the incident in the East China Sea. The dragon son died in unclear circumstances. The Dragon Palace took action and the whole inland sea was covered in blood.

"According to ancient customs, when an underage dragon passes away, there is a ceremony called [Sea Sacrifice]. The sea area can offer sacrifices on its own, but still respect the dragon as its master and regard it as its territory."

When Nüwa mentioned this, she seemed to be quite confident and said in a low voice:

"Having heard of the benevolence of Guangyu Dragon Son, the people of the Great Desolate Sea have sworn an oath that this land will become his territory, offering sacrifices annually. All creatures in the sea will be under his command after death, and will not enter the netherworld. The Dragon King who monitors the sea in the [Nanming Tianchi] has fulfilled this promise."

"Now, every blade of grass, every stone, every life in the Great Desolate Sea belongs to Guangyu Longzi. We just want to apologize to you, sir, but nothing we own belongs to us, so we have no right to destroy it."

Yang Yuanxin, who was standing by, heard this and took a few steps closer, saying softly:
"It is true. This is a ritual devised by the ancient Dragon Palace to avoid submission to the Netherworld. Now that the Yinshuai who govern the aquatic spirits have all fallen, how can there still be a [Sea Sacrifice]? They are clearly using the might of the East Sea to pressure you."

Xu Xuan naturally understood that when the dragon son reached adulthood and broke through the Purple Mansion, he could be granted a piece of land in the sea as his private property, just like being crowned a king in the human world. However, he did not expect that the same could be done even after he was dead, which gave these Yakshas an opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity.

He remained silent and looked down. Sword energy and lightning flashed continuously. Nüwa looked respectful, with her eyebrows lowered, and did not move at all.

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense, and the Yakshas below were all panicked. Lu Lian, standing nearby, looked over, her dark blue palace skirt fluttering in the wind. She gently stroked her hair and leaned in to whisper,
"Youdu, we can't just kill them directly, otherwise they'll give us a pretext to accuse us of disrespecting Guang Yu Longzi."

"The East China Sea is powerful, but it also cares about its reputation and comes up with this excuse to interfere. We must act with a legitimate reason, otherwise we will lose the legal basis and it will be difficult to move forward." Lu Lian was a little worried. She had heard that the dragon son in front of her was very murderous and had killed the direct descendants of many immortal sects in a row, but this group of Yakshas in front of her were pushed out by someone. She was afraid that the people behind the scenes were waiting for him to take action.

The sky was dim and covered with dark clouds. Xu Xuan showed his dragon head, and his cold pupils swept downwards. The captivating dragon power swept across the sea, causing the dark water to surge and roll. Nüwa's heart tightened. She had been fortunate enough to see the demon king of the Youjing lineage, but she had never felt as uncomfortable as today.

The ocean rolled, waves rose, and dragons roared. With Xu Xuan standing at the center, the entire vast sea was surging with waves, as if war drums were beating. He heard calls coming from the sea, reefs and sky.

"Nanming, Nanming."

The sound was desolate and ancient, echoing throughout the entire sea. Xu Xuan felt that it was this vast sea calling him, welcoming the true master of the South China Sea.

He looked towards the Tianchi Lake in the distance. This should have been his seat of government, his kingdom. Everything from the sky to the bottom of the sea belonged to Nanming. Xu Xuan felt his blood boiling little by little. He turned to look at the group of people kneeling below - traitors.

Extremely terrifying pressure fell, and the surrounding sea water seemed to boil. Nüwa could no longer maintain her composure as she angrily rebuked the disrespectful behavior of these Yakshas. She understood at this moment that even if she tried to argue again, this vast sea had already made it clear who was the master and who was the thief.

The surrounding Yakshas had involuntarily knelt to the lowest point. Nüwa tried hard to suppress her urge to surrender, gritting her teeth and waiting for help. According to the agreement, those people should be here by now.

A bright yellow light of land reclamation rose in the distance, and the sound of a bull's roar was heard. The seabed stabilized, and the precious light of the Gen Earth intertwined into a heavenly road, landing in front of Xu Xuan. A young man in a white robe walked down from above, looking calm. Seeing Xu Xuan, he saluted respectfully and said:

"I am Han Weiyan from the Xiangtu Han family. I pay my respects to Lord Youdu and Lady Yuanxin."

The Gen Earth Light on the other party fixed the abnormality of the entire sea area. Xu Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression cold, and said in his heart:
'Purple Palace Spiritual Weapon.'

The power just now was definitely not something that could be achieved by the foundation building. The opponent must have a purple palace spiritual weapon on him. The warship emitted dark green Guishui light, trying to resist, but it disintegrated at the first touch.

Han Weiyan quickly removed the precious light on his body, stood beside the Yaksha, and said with a smile:

"I hope you will not blame me for my impoliteness. The Great Desolate Sea shook for unknown reasons, so I had no choice but to bring out the relics of my ancestors to protect the surrounding tribes."

"Hearing that Lord Youdu was coming, my family has already discussed with the various tribes and prepared a banquet. We have also gathered some spiritual objects to compensate Lord Youdu's subordinates. We will be on my Xiangtu Island. All the tribes in the sea will send people to come. I wonder if Lord Youdu would be so kind as to go."

His voice was respectful and impeccable. The Nüwa below breathed a sigh of relief. After being interrupted by Han Weiyan, the dragon son temporarily ignored these Yakshas.

Xu Xuan looked normal and said in a deep voice:

"Since all the tribes in the sea have gathered together, why not go and take a look?"

"Thank you for your grace, sir."

Han Weiyan lowered his eyebrows and held a golden letter in his hands, holding the lowest posture.

Xu Xuan took it and thought to himself that all the tribes would come here by then. Although there was a risk, it was also his opportunity. Seeing Xu Xuan took it, Han Wei Yan said goodbye respectfully and did not dare to stay any longer.

The Yakshas below were still kneeling where they were, not daring to move. Xu Xuan dispersed his dragon might and said coldly:

"Go back first, and I'll settle this account with you later."

"Thank you, sir."

Nüwa immediately pulled Poxiong beside her to kowtow and kneel down, then she quickly returned to the bottom of the sea and disappeared without a trace.

"It's difficult to deal with the Purple Mansion Spiritual Weapon."

Xu Xuan whispered that the other party naturally did not dare to use spiritual weapons against him, but it was enough for defense. It was a bit tricky. He also had to take into account the matter of [Sea Sacrifice], otherwise he could flatten the Great Desolate Sea by himself.

Yang Yuanxin took a step forward, moved closer, and held Xu Xuan's hand. An extremely hot breath came from her body, and the pressure of the Purple Palace was subtly revealed and transmitted to Xu Xuan.

She smiled brightly and whispered, "We have some too."

Xu Xuan looked at the other person, but Yang Yuanxin just made a hushing gesture and pointed to the sky. Xu Xuan understood and smiled.

(End of this chapter)