Starforce Warriors-Chapter 892: The Secret Of Immortal Dao (5)

At this, Lu Jiansheng immediately lowered his head in shame. He remained silent for dozens of seconds before finally muttering, “That... is not something we disciples can decide. It is determined by the elders of the sect. Once those people are delivered to the sect, they are taken into the restricted zones of the mountain. What happens afterward... we’re not allowed to know.”

“Restricted zones?” Li Xiaofei narrowed his eyes and asked, “What kind of restricted zones?”

Lu Jiansheng clenched his jaw and replied, “That is a secret of the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect. I cannot speak of it.”

Li Xiaofei stared at him in silence. Lu Jiansheng felt as though the blade of death itself was pressed against his throat. The pressure bearing down on him was suffocating. Cold sweat drenched his robes, yet he held firm. He gritted his teeth and remained silent.

“Tch. Fine, don’t say it. Worst case, I’ll break into your mountain in a few days and take a look at this so-called restricted zone myself.”

Li Xiaofei shrugged, unconcerned. After that, he launched into more questions. Lu Jiansheng answered everything he could with surprising honesty. But he simply lacked the answers for many things. Even as a disciple of the Immortal Sect, much was still hidden from him.

Li Xiaofei waved his hand dismissively. Lu Jiansheng let out a long breath and quickly backed away. He had been deeply worried that Li Xiaofei would begin interrogating him about the inner secrets of the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect, or worse, force him to divulge cultivation methods. He had already prepared himself mentally for torture or even death in service to his sect.

To his surprise, all the questions Li Xiaofei had asked were general, common sense inquiries. There had been no coercion or undue humiliation. It left Lu Jiansheng completely baffled, and increasingly suspicious.

A strange thought began to take root in his mind. For some reason, Lu Jiansheng was starting to believe that Li Xiaofei might not even be a cultivator from this world. It was a ridiculous notion. And yet... he couldn’t shake it.

In the time that followed, Li Xiaofei continued guiding Kou Zhengyang, Yang Zhao, and Li Yiyun in their cultivation. What was more, he didn’t bother to conceal any of it from Lu Jiansheng and the others.

At first, the Immortal Sect disciples were indifferent and even scornful. But as the lessons continued, they found themselves quietly drawn in. Without realizing it, they began listening intently, comparing Li Xiaofei’s teachings with the techniques of their own sect... and realizing the stark differences.

“Master, the dogs are eavesdropping again,” Li Yiyun muttered with displeasure.

Among the trio, he had the least tolerance for the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect. His distaste was plain, and he took offense easily.

“It’s fine,” Li Xiaofei said calmly. “Only through comparison can true understanding be gained.”

He didn’t care in the slightest. What he was teaching now might be considered top-tier secrets in this world, but they were nothing more than minor side-notes and scraps of knowledge to him. Even if Lu Jiansheng and his fellow disciples had heaven-defying talent and managed to master everything he spoke of, it posed no threat to him whatsoever.

After a session of guidance and instruction, evening arrived in the blink of an eye.

In just two days, Kou Zhengyang and his two companions had made astonishing progress in their cultivation. Their combat strength had soared to the Dao Union Realm, and when they unleashed the Six Meridian Divine Sword, its power was overwhelming. It was utterly incomparable to what it had been before.

Lu Jiansheng and the others had also gained greatly from the experience. Each of them had achieved noticeable improvements in strength. Their excitement, however, was quickly followed by a deep sense of confusion. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

The techniques this man had taught them seemed far more profound than those passed down by their own sects.

“Heh, who would've thought, you’re quite the teacher,” a voice chuckled lightly from the front hall entrance.

Li Xiaofei lay back in his rocking chair, not even bothering to turn around. In contrast, Kou Zhengyang, Lu Jiansheng, and the others all started. Despite their considerable strength, none of them had noticed anyone around them. They turned toward the voice.

A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and large eyes was standing at the entrance of the hall, a carefree and unruly demeanor about him. He held a wine jar in his hand, grinning broadly. The strong scent of alcohol wafted from his body. At first glance, he looked just like a drunken vagabond.

It was this man who had spoken. Though he exuded no detectable energy, everyone instinctively sensed an intense and ever-present aura of danger around him.

“Oh? So you’ve finally remembered that you actually have proper business to attend to?” Li Xiaofei’s tone was tinged with sarcasm.

Liu Shaji showed no embarrassment. Taking a swig from his jar, he said cheerfully, “Brother Chicken was handling business, thank you very much. These past few days, I’ve been digging up all kinds of information. Tsk, tsk... next up, we’re paying a little visit to the mountain gate of the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect.”

“Huh?” Li Xiaofei was a little surprised.

So Chicken Bro had actually been handling business all along. He had even managed to gather intelligence on the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect from brothels and opera houses.

Pointing at Lu Jiansheng and the others, Li Xiaofei said, “These are disciples of the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect. I’ve already asked their junior sisters to send word. We’ll pay them a proper visit in a few days.”

Liu Shaji glanced at Lu Jiansheng and his companions, shook his head, and scoffed, “Weaklings like these dare to call themselves disciples of an immortal sect? Honestly, the smaller the temple, the wilder the demons. Shallow ponds sure attract a lot of so-called wild individuals.”

Lu Jiansheng and the others instantly bristled in fury. They could endure personal insults, but they couldn’t accept insults to the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect.

Li Xiaofei immediately waved his hand and said, “Enough. Don’t do anything stupid. Chicken Bro walked the path of worldly slaughter to reach enlightenment. He’s far more ruthless and deadly than I am. You lot just stay put and behave. If you cross him, even I won’t be able to save you.”

With no other choice, Lu Jiansheng and his companions swallowed their anger. Meanwhile, Kou Zhengyang, Yang Zhao, and Li Yiyun felt a surge of quiet delight in their hearts.

They could tell that this drunken newcomer was an ally of their master and likely on par with him in strength. They now had backup. More importantly, it proved that their master was no lone wanderer. He had friends, influence, and backing. Their lingering worries began to melt away.

“Well, since you’ve already sent word to that dogshit sect, we’ll wait a little longer. We’ll head out tomorrow. Let them prepare properly. We might as well enjoy a few barks when we drop the hammer.” Liu Shaji lifted his wine jar and casually strolled out toward the front gate. “Time for this old man to make one more effort—see what other news I can dig up.”

Li Xiaofei was speechless. He was certain Chicken Bro was heading straight back to the pleasure houses and theaters. But Liu Shaji understood his intentions. Sending advance notice to the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect was a deliberate move, it was meant to give them ample time to prepare and bring out all their hidden cards.

By giving them time to prepare, when they eventually stormed the sect and crushed their defenses, they could thoroughly subdue them, and perhaps observe much more in the process.

If the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect truly had ties to the Reapers, then it was likely they would soon deduce the identities of both him and Liu Shaji. After all, their earlier intrusion into the continental world had caused quite a stir. The Reaper faction would certainly be trying to track them down.

The night passed quickly. Li Xiaofei spent the entire night guiding the others in their cultivation without taking any rest himself.

The next day, the red sun had risen. The weather was clear and beautiful. To everyone’s surprise, the usually hungover Chicken Bro returned on time. Aside from the overpowering scent of alcohol, his body was also drenched in a thick cloud of perfume, suggesting that he had spent the previous night deep in the company of painted courtesans.

In an almost flamboyant display, he had hired a luxurious carriage and brought along two top courtesans from a brothel. He smugly declared that he had been inspired by Li Xiaofei’s role as a teacher, and now intended to pass on all his knowledge to these two women. His aim was to train them into top-tier cultivators.

Li Xiaofei glanced once and realized Chicken Bro probably wasn’t joking. Surprisingly, these two young courtesans, whose origins were unknown, possessed exceptional spiritual roots.

Although they had long passed the typical age for starting cultivation and lacked any martial arts foundation, such things clearly weren’t an issue for Chicken Bro.

If he taught them seriously, there was a real possibility that these two fair-skinned, beautiful young women in the prime of their youth could be molded into top-tier powerhouses of this world.