Fantasy: The Clan Chief Lies Down, His House Is Full of Emperors

After arriving in Hangzhou, the inner sect elder returned home.

Xu Qingzhou and his two companions boarded a flying boat and headed towards the Xuantian Holy Sect.

Hangzhou is larger than Yuanzhou. On the way, Yin Xianhong gave a brief introduction to the Xuantian Holy Sect.

"As an immortal sect, the Xuan Tian Holy Sect is much stronger than the Misty Immortal Palace in terms of overall strength. Among the twenty hegemonic forces, it can be ranked in the top five."

Xu Qingzhou chuckled.

"The top five is the fifth, if it's the first, then it's the first, the second is the second, the third is the third, and the fourth is the fourth."

Yin Xianhong was slightly taken aback; she really couldn't refute him.

"It was Senior Brother Shen who brought Mu Ge here. I only know that the Xuan Tian Holy Sect is very powerful, but I don't know anything else."

They arrived at the gate of the Xuantian Sacred Sect, which was indeed more majestic and imposing than the Misty Immortal Palace.

After all, the advantage of the Misty Immortal Palace lies in its network of connections, while the Profound Heaven Holy Sect is a genuine top-five sect.

As before, Yin Xianhong took out the token given to her by Xu Muge and was soon led into the Xuan Tian Holy Sect by a disciple.

As a celestial being, Xu Muge enjoyed the same treatment as Xu Ying, directly becoming the Holy Son of the Xuan Tian Holy Sect, and his residence was of a very high standard in all aspects.

He was very happy to see Xu Qingzhou and the other two.

"Uncle and Aunt, Uncle Yin, please come in."

Xu Muge led them on a tour of his residence and cultivation area. Although the spiritual energy was indeed abundant and there were many kinds of spiritual objects and rare treasures, there was nothing else besides the cultivation area.

Xu Qingzhou couldn't help but sigh, "I thought you would enjoy life more than Ying'er, but I didn't expect your cave dwelling to be so simple."

Xu Muge scratched his head. Outside, he was the Holy Son, but in front of his uncle, he was still a junior.

"You don't know this, but after I came to the Xuan Tian Holy Sect, although I was designated as a Holy Son, any of the true disciples here are much stronger than me. I can only spend all my time cultivating and catch up with them as soon as possible."

It's not that he doesn't want to or doesn't know how to enjoy life; he simply doesn't have the time.

The Xuantian Holy Sect has absorbed top geniuses from hundreds of nearby continents. Although their talents are not as good as Xu Muge's, they started earlier and have the best cultivation resources. It is normal for them to be stronger than Xu Muge now, and he will catch up with them sooner or later.

Xu Muge understood this as well. He worked so hard because he wanted to bring this day forward as soon as possible and establish himself firmly in the Xuan Tian Holy Sect.

Xu Qingzhou reminded him, "The path of cultivation requires gradual progress; one must not be greedy for quick results or rush ahead."

“I understand that,” Xu Muge replied earnestly.

As before, it wasn't long before elders and disciples arrived to try and get closer to them, but not as many as they had at the Misty Immortal Palace.

Just then, a disciple rushed over.

"Reporting to the Holy Son, the Holy Lord requests your presence at Qingtian Peak."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qingzhou and the other two were still in shock, while the elders exchanged bewildered glances.

Because a figure of the Holy Lord's caliber rarely appears unless something major happens. Even these elders only see the Holy Lord once every few hundred or even a thousand years.

Why did the Holy Lord send someone to summon the Holy Son? Could it be that something has happened?

Xu Muge asked, "Senior brother, do you know why the Holy Lord summoned me?"

"I don't know, it might be because the Nie family came."

Upon hearing this, the elders instantly understood, their expressions complex, even somewhat worried.

"I'm afraid they're up to no good."

"Holy Son, you should go there quickly."

On the way to Qingtian Peak, Xu Muge and his group asked the elders about the reason.

An elder explained, "The Nie family has a deep history with our Xuantian Holy Sect. They have had several disputes and even fought each other. So their arrival is definitely not for good news."

Xu Muge instantly realized that they had come to cause trouble.

"Is the Nie family very powerful?"

An elder explained, "The Nie family is an ancient clan; otherwise, they wouldn't be qualified to have a conflict with my Xuan Tian Holy Sect."

They soon arrived at Qingtian Peak and entered a grand hall.

A tall man sat at the top of the hall. His aura was as deep as the ocean. Although he was sitting there, he had an ethereal and illusory feeling, as if he had merged with the surrounding road, making him unfathomable.

This person is none other than the Holy Master of the Xuantian Holy Sect, a powerful figure in the Tianyuan Realm.

"Greetings, Holy Lord," Xu Muge bowed.

The Holy Lord of Xuantian nodded.

"These two are the head of the Nie family and the divine son."

Seated to one side below was a refined-looking man with a faint smile on his face; he was the head of the Nie family.

Standing to his side was a handsome young man in blue robes, who was the divine son of the Nie family.

The head of the Nie family said, "This is indeed a celestial body, truly extraordinary."

Although it was meant as a compliment, somehow one could detect a certain peculiar emotion in it.

The young man in blue standing next to him scoffed.

"A celestial body that has undergone a fusion of two aspects, tsk tsk."

His tone was full of disdain. He had thought that the immortal body was something extraordinary, but it turned out that he couldn't even compare to some of his peers in his own family, which greatly disappointed him.

In addition, the Nie family and the Misty Immortal Palace have always been at odds, which is why they took the opportunity to mock them.

If he hadn't had other things to do all these years and been unable to get away, he would have come long ago.

The Holy Master of the Xuantian Holy Sect remained expressionless.

“This child only joined my Xuantian Holy Sect ten years ago. How can he compare to the Qilin child born into an ancient family?”

His meaning was very simple.

You're from an ancient aristocratic family. Before you were even born, you were nourished with all sorts of divine and spiritual objects. After you were born, you consumed all sorts of rare and precious treasures. After you started cultivating, you used only the best resources. How dare you look down on a peer from a small place?

The divine son of the Nie family was slightly flustered, but quickly calmed down.

"I came here with the intention of sparring with the Immortal Body, but I did not expect the Immortal Body to be so weak. So I was disappointed and lost my composure. I hope you will not take offense."

Although it was an apology, it didn't forget to throw in a sarcastic remark.

The Nie family and the Xuantian Holy Sect have always been at odds, and neither of them would let go of a suitable opportunity.

The difference in their cultivation levels is too great now that we can't fight them, so can't we at least verbally mock them and suppress their Dao heart?