Ascension of The Unholy Immortal-Chapter 316: Undercurrent

Elder Shi, caught off guard by her tranquility, nodded and slowly cupped his hands in farewell, retreating from her presence.

"Star Devourer Daoist, how arrogant," Mi Ling scoffed, a hint of disdain in her voice. "He overestimates his importance. It’s only a matter of time before I claim his place."

" Actually he isn’t entirely wrong," a calm voice echoed through the dimly lit chamber, stirring the stillness as a man clad in flowing black robes stepped forward from the shadows.

Mi Ling furrowed her brow, a hint of frustration flickering across her features. "How so? He fails to grasp the situation in its entirety."

The man stepped further into the dim light, his expression neutral yet contemplative. "The other three major factions have forged an alliance, and they’ve already infiltrated the Devil Realm. The Martial Rising faction and the Legion are also about to join forces."

"The Dong Clan is extending their network across realms," Mi Ling sighed, acknowledging the growing complexity of their situation. "Numerous smaller powers are already pledging allegiance to them, and I suspect they have covert ties to the Legion as well."

His chin tilted slightly, a sign of acknowledgment. "Indeed, the situation is growing increasingly complex. Yet," he continued, an enigmatic smile brushing his lips, "it’s not all doom and gloom. You have the Devil Court as an ally, and you also have me."

Mi Ling agreed, her demeanor shifting as she focused on the man before her "That is true. Since we’re discussing this, how are your preparations progressing?"

"They are progressing smoothly," he replied, a measured confidence lacing his words. "I’ve already mobilized my most loyal experts. Soon, my faction will re-emerge on the grand stage."

A flicker of cold calculation crossed Mi Ling’s face. "While I can’t foresee every outcome, I’ve drafted a preliminary plan based on the current landscape," she declared. "We will seize control of the resources and treasures within the palace before anyone else."

The black-robed man nodded approvingly. "Most factions remain oblivious to the true circumstances," he remarked, stepping closer as if to exchange a deeper understanding. "As per our agreement, I merely seek the Heavens Will."

Mi Ling met his gaze steadily, a flicker of annoyance in her expression. "You needn’t worry about that, Senior. It’s of no necessity to me."

"Good! As long as that is clear, we can proceed with confidence." He paused for a moment, his gaze turned thoughtful. "What about the other matter I asked you to investigate?"

Mi Ling hesitated, her expression momentarily shadowed. "I’ve been searching for him diligently, but he still can’t be found. I cannot ascertain his whereabouts."

"Hmm," he scoffed softly, a hint of impatience creeping into his voice. "You must exert more effort, Mi Ling."

Before Mi Ling could respond, he vanished into the shadows, leaving a lingering chill in the air.

"What an arrogant fool," Mi Ling muttered, a cold smile curling her lips. "Let him think he can do as he pleases. How delightful it will be when he discovers the true extent of my plans."

Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted around her. Her hands moved with a fluid precision, forming a series of intricate seals. As she channeled her energy, vibrant runes flickered to life, swirling around her like ethereal fireflies in the twilight.

Within moments, the air settled back to its usual stillness, yet Mi Ling’s expression was anything but normal. Her eyes narrowed, glinting with intrigue. "Interesting... Someone is trying to calculate my moves."

She pondered for a moment, carefully analyzing the energy signature that brushed against her own. "It shouldn’t be that one from the Dong Clan; his methods are too predictable." She raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "No, this feels more like a calculation rather than a mere prediction."

A slow smile spread across her face, revealing a hint of mischief. "Good. It seems like things are about to become much more interesting."

***

"Martial Lord, I’ve already shared everything we know. It’s time for you to make a decision."

"Brother Bi, don’t worry. You have my word, and I never go back on it," the Martial Lord replied with a hearty chuckle, his eyes glinting with mischief.

"Good. I’ve arranged a meeting with the Dong Clan Patriarch. We’ll meet him in the Heaven Fortune Domain after the auction," Bi Tian, the commander of the Mortal Ascension Legion, said, his voice steady.

"The Dong Clan Patriarch…" The Martial Lord’s eyes narrowed, a flicker of concern crossing his face. "He isn’t an easy one to deal with."

Bi Tian nodded slowly, a hint of frustration in his tone. "I’d prefer not to ally with someone like him, but..." He sighed, his shoulders sagging under the weight of their predicament. "The other three factions have banded together and outright refused to meet with us. The Starry Sky Alliance has already aligned themselves with the Devil Court, and now the Everlasting Union is finally making their move."

"It seems the Heavenly Will Palace is merely the spark that ignited this," the Martial Lord mused, his expression darkening. "I’m certain there’s a hidden hand manipulating the situation."

Bi Tian’s face grew somber. "That is indeed the case. Normally, something like the Heavenly Will Palace wouldn’t warrant our attention, but…"

"Indeed, Brother Bi. What’s your take on it?" the Martial Lord pressed, his interest piqued.

"I believe the Heavenly Will Palace is just a precursor for greater schemes," Bi Tian replied, his tone grave. "We’ve already detected a flurry of unusual activities in several forbidden regions throughout the Domain."

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"You’re not mistaken," the Martial Lord said, his sharp gaze flickering as he pondered the implications. "You’re not alone in this observation. The ancient relics in the Empyrean Realm have sensed it too, and they are preparing to seal their doors."

"Hmph, let them be," Bi Tian scoffed, disdain evident in his tone. "They think they’re safe behind their barriers, oblivious to the turmoil brewing in the Domain."

"Safe?" The Martial Lord’s lips curled into a cold smile, a glimmer of foreboding in his eyes. "We shall see about that."