He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

After Feng Mingfei recovered from her injuries, she rested for two more months. Before leaving, she told Leng Huan and the other person that she would first go and clean up the sect, and then come back to fight against the demons together and help Leng Huan establish the Western Frontier Holy Land. After saying that, she left in a hurry.

Leng Huanben advised her to rest and recuperate, but she was anxious and wanted to go back for revenge as soon as her spiritual power recovered.

Watching the beautiful woman in yellow transform into a rainbow of light and depart, Leng Huan smacked his lips, feeling a little reluctant. Then, he rubbed his hands together, hoping she would quickly take revenge and come help build the city.

Not long after, Leng Huan finally welcomed the Leng family and the people from Holy Snow Valley, who came together.

The Valley Master of Holy Snow came in person, while the Leng family sent Leng Feng and the Grand Elder.

Looking at Leng Huan, who has now regained her identity as a member of the Snow Clan, one can vaguely see the hope for the restoration of the Holy Clan in her domineering aura.

Leng Huan sat upright in the main seat, looking at everyone present. All the members of the Holy Clan of Xiqi City had gathered there.

Her clear voice reached everyone's ears: "The Jin Clan elders are leading people to build the Wave-Breaking Ship, which is expected to take another two years and three months. The Hongyuan Seal is still expanding, and at present, human cultivators can only wipe out the crazed demons..."

She went on and on about how perseverance leads to victory, the progress of building the defense line, and the construction of several cities.

The plan was to establish fifteen cities, which would become fifteen sharp swords standing tall in the western frontier, one for each hidden clan and one for each city, jointly guarding the western frontier closest to Hongyuan.

It's like turning the ancient islands into cities, allowing the Holy Race to openly reproduce and pass on their lineage.

Leng Huan didn't know what would happen in the future, but she wanted to come out into the open now. As long as the Holy Clan had strong members, they could stand tall for thousands of years, just like those super sects.

Of course, none of this was in the open. In fact, before the Western Frontier was truly established, only the Snow Clan was in the open, since the other hidden clans did not have any Mahayana powerhouses.

The war against the resurgence of the demon race among cultivators across the continent lasted for more than three years. Countless cities were lost and recaptured, changing hands several times. Only the major sects and the Western Frontier withstood the demon tide.

However, the seal on Hongyuan was loosening day by day, and the cracks were expanding day by day.

After several minor problems, the Netherworld Ship was finally launched on a trial basis on this day, three years and four months later.

Leng Huan clenched his excited hands slightly. The day was finally coming!

"Clan Chief Lian, are you sure there are no problems?"

The Jin Clan Chief was named Lian Shi. Leng Huan looked at the golden flying boat, which was only half the size of the building's cloud boat. Usually, the chief was kept hidden away, so she had never seen him before. Now, she looked at the chief's excited face with some suspicion.

"Don't worry, Saintess. Don't let its unassuming appearance and small size fool you. It's absolutely capable of conquering any storm!"

"...Alright." The name Leng Huan refers to the sea vessel of Jin Gang Tian City recorded in the secret manual, which can travel freely in the Netherworld Sea, as long as it doesn't go to the center of the Netherworld Abyss.

The cost was four to five hundred million spirit stones, and all the materials were high-grade and top-quality, without any compromise.

After activation, the entire ship lit up with light, rose from the ground, and moved as nimbly as a small flying boat, covering thousands of miles in an instant, reaching the speed of a combined-type ship.

Leng Huan sighed slightly. The clan leader and a dozen clansmen had worked hard for several years and then it was all settled?

How can those powerful forces, who have spent over a decade and employed hundreds of people to build the Yunzhou Tower, bear this?

Aside from being a bit pricey, it's flawless! This thing doesn't even have a flight path, can become invisible at any time, is fast and agile, and has superior functionality.

Alright! Leng Huan's eyes lit up as she stood at the bow of the boat. With her cultivation level, she could naturally see the speed of the flying boat. Those with lower cultivation levels couldn't even feel the passage of time, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived at their destination.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they arrived at the Western Sea. The clan chief handed Leng Huan a jade token, which was the key to the flying boat.

Once placed on the rudder, the entire ship can be controlled by divine sense; no wonder it's so agile.

Having swum three thousand miles out to sea and confirmed that he could ignore the fierce winds, Leng Huan headed back home. Now all that was needed was the east wind—

To activate the divine seal, at least several cultivators at the Mahayana stage must each hold one seal; otherwise, the divine seal will instantly drain the cultivators' spiritual power. The last time it was activated, it was done by several Transcending Tribulation experts.

After using the divine seal, an ordinary cultivator's body will experience a period of exhaustion, and if something unexpected happens... well, something unexpected happens.

But Leng Huan and Fu Xun won't, because they possess the Xuan Seal. So, there are still two Mahayana cultivators missing.

"Which patriarch is willing to come out of seclusion?" Leng Huan looked at Fu Xun, then at the other high-level cultivators. Everyone present was a cultivator who knew about the Divine Seal.

Everyone fell silent, offering no recommendations.

“Report—” A disciple from the Lintian Pill Pavilion announced from outside the hall: “Pavilion Master, a senior requests an audience.”

Wen Changge nodded: "Please come in quickly."

The disciple withdrew, and a moment later a young cultivator entered. He was dressed in drab gray clothes and looked rather unkempt. Leng Huan sensed that his spiritual energy was slightly weak, suggesting that he had only recently broken through to the next level.

The young man, with a scraggly beard, bowed politely: "I am Xie An. I have just finished my seclusion and heard that Xiqi is establishing a sacred land in the Western Frontier to suppress the Hongyuan Seal, so I came here to recommend myself."

All eyes turned to him, but the young man remained calm and composed, his gaze falling on Leng Huan at the head of the table, knowing that she was the one who made the decision.

"Are you a Mahayana practitioner?" Leng Huan perked up and leaned forward slightly.

Xie An replied, "I have only recently advanced in my cultivation level. When I came out, I found that a hundred years had passed. The demon race has invaded and is causing havoc on the world, so I came here."

Leng Huan was secretly delighted. Here it comes, this familiar formula! Just what I needed for the Mahayana stage has arrived!

Wen Changge suddenly spoke up: "Xie An, Xie family, are you Xie An of the Xie family in the Western You Eastern Region?"

Xie An then recognized Wen Changge by his attire: "I am. So you are the Pavilion Master of Lintian Pill Pavilion. No wonder you know me..." He murmured, "I thought no one knew me."

Wen Changge looked him up and down: "I heard that the third young master of the Xie family has disappeared without a trace. I heard about it briefly back then."

"Please excuse my predicament. I was unfortunately trapped and had to go into seclusion to break through my cultivation before I could get out."

Leng Huan clapped his hands and laughed: "Your timing is perfect! We need someone with your ambition right now! Welcome to Xiqi City!"

She was so happy. Fu Xun was sitting below Leng Huan. Seeing how happy she was, he couldn't help but glance at her. Just then, Leng Huan looked over and winked at him.

Hearing this, Changge sighed, "Yes, you've come at just the right time. However, the Xie family was wiped out in a power struggle back then, Your Excellency..."

He subtly cut off the conversation, for anyone who emerged from a century of seclusion to find their home gone would find it incredibly difficult...

"Hahaha! Destroyed? Good riddance!"

Before anyone could react, they heard Xie An laughing maniacally, and the meaning behind his words startled them.

Xie An said nothing more, but cupped his hands to Leng Huan and said, "Fellow Daoist, could you arrange a place for me to stay? I just arrived and want to settle in."

"Of course it's acceptable," Leng Huan immediately arranged for someone to take him down to clean up.

Everyone dispersed.

With Xie An's addition, all that's missing is Mahayana Buddhism.

"It came so easily. For the last one, do you have anyone in mind?" Fu Xun approached her. "It seems like there's no one left in Xiyou."

"Have."

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