Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood

And those subordinate sects, competing for the top position within their regional branches, for the unique authority that comes with being the top branch,

even brazenly attacked their fellow Wan Dan Sect alchemists.

This truly is... a bit too foolish.

"What was the outcome?"

Luo Changfeng picked up the hot tea in his hands, took a small sip at his lips, then asked in a low voice.

The old geezer Fu Qiu just laughed, his expression very casual as he said, "Naturally, they were chopped down by someone sent from the Main Sect..."

"This kind of thing is a vital point, absolutely untouchable."

"Competing with each other, that’s fine."

"But once you make a move, if it isn’t known by the Main Sect, then so be it, but once it’s exposed... that’s undoubtedly a death sentence!!!"

...

After chatting idly with Fu Qiu in front of him for a while,

not until Fu Qiu had left the small courtyard,

did Luo Changfeng wave his hand, summoning the pitch-black and profoundly deep Spiritual Fire Void that resided within his own body.

At the same time, he also took out five portions of Black Crow Flame from within his ring.

Of course, when taking out those five portions of Black Crow Flame,

Luo Changfeng had already begun to circulate the Qi-Blood Force within his body.

Ready to envelop those five portions of Black Crow Flame at any moment.

Black Crow Flame, all of which were acquired at great expense of Spirit Stones.

Even if just one portion were to escape,

it would be somewhat distressing.

"Go..."

Luo Changfeng looked at the Spiritual Fire Void, which seemed to be waiting for his command,

and said to it in a calm voice.

[Sizzling...]

The Void received the instruction,

and then the flames began to dance happily.

Heading straight for the location of those five portions of Black Crow Flame.

Perhaps, a few breaths later,

the five portions of Black Crow Flame in front of Luo Changfeng vanished without a trace.

What was left was only the Spiritual Fire Void that seemed extremely satisfied. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Looking at the Void before him,

Luo Changfeng silent for a moment thereafter,

he waved his hand, retracting it back into his body.

"These five portions of Black Crow Flame will be your last meal for the time being, enjoy them well..." Luo Changfeng thought to himself.

Afterward, he got to his feet.

Choosing a vacant spot, he sat down cross-legged and began his cultivation for the day.

...

Within Changqing Prefecture of the Da Feng Dynasty,

in a palace complex that was as imposing in majesty and as expansive in area as the Imperial Palace of Zijin Prefecture,

within a grand hall that housed only one person.

Feng Wuhen, who wielded authority over Changqing Prefecture,

was currently seated solemnly in the main seat.

No expression could be seen on his face,

his brows slightly furrowed.

Next to him, many Spiritual Artifacts that had reached the Yellow Grade were arrayed.

"Your Highness..."

Suddenly, the sound gradually arose from outside this grand hall,

a young man dressed in a white scholar’s robe,

with a jade pendant that seemed extremely expensive tied around his waist,

was slowly walking into this grand hall.

The young man had a face like a finely carved jade, with brows like the stars.

He seemed less like a mortal and more like a noble son who stepped out of a painting.

"Your Highness, everything has been taken care of..." said Ling Ye with a slight smile, speaking in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Feng Wuhen’s brows couldn’t help but furrow slightly.

"The Anqing Mansion’s lord had openly declared allegiance to me a few days ago,"

"Isn’t what we are doing a bit..."

Feng Wuhen’s words seemed to hesitate,

but before he could finish speaking,

the extraordinary young man named Ling Ye interrupted him: "Your Highness, this world is just so, inherently cruel, and if Your Highness truly wishes to ascend to the supreme position, to sit upon the throne of the Nine Five, there are some things you must be ruthless in doing, some things you must do. For instance, the land of Anqing Mansion, without full control, is still uncertain..."

Feng Wuhen frowned slightly and said, "But..."

However, once again,

Feng Wuhen was unable to finish his words.

"If Your Highness trusts me, I shall take care of all these matters for you. If Your Highness doesn’t trust me..."

"You only need to say one word, Your Highness, and I shall immediately leave without hesitation,"

Ling Ye said with a slightly lowered head,

his tone touched with a respectful color.

And what else could Feng Wuhen, who was sitting in the main seat, say after hearing these words?

It seemed that besides a slight sigh,

he could no longer utter another word.

Ling Ye’s decisions had never been wrong.

Ling Ye’s decisions must be right.

All that Ling Ye did was in his own interest.

Under such circumstances, what more could he say?

...

In this grand hall,

after a long silence between them,

Feng Wuhen finally spoke in a low voice.

"Let it be so with the matter of Anqing Mansion..."

As he spoke, Feng Wuhen stood up and silently walked out of the grand hall.

Ling Ye in the hall, seeing this, calmly followed.

"Now, my older brother’s faction is aggressively attacking Qingcheng Prefecture with a legion of a million armored elites," Discover hidden stories at empire

"seemingly trying to breach the gates of Qingcheng Prefecture and completely swallow it up."

"Besides my older brother, the Luo Family underneath Qingcheng Prefecture seems to have been quite active lately too,"

"mustering tens of thousands of armored troops on the borderlands of Qingcheng Prefecture."

"It seems they want to be the fisherman who benefits from the quarrel of others."