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Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 716: Once the Strongest Trump Card of the Dao-Seeking Sect
“The ancient Heavenly Court is our Dao-Seeking Sect?”
But I’ve heard the ancient Heavenly Court has formidable experts as numerous as clouds—the Heavenly Sovereign, the Creed Leader, the Four Regents, the Heavenly King Protectors, and all sorts of geniuses.
Most of all, there are things like the Phoenix Ancient Ancestor overpowering Supreme Lord Zhu Tian in a tough battle and Creed Leader Chu capturing two half-immortals.
Wait, two half-immortals?
The Innate Daoist Priest suddenly remembered the Nightmare Supreme Lord and the Void Emptiness Supreme Lord imprisoned at Incarceration Peak.
Aren’t they precisely the two half-immortals mentioned in the rumors on the streets?
I’ve been bombarded by successive shocking news at Incarceration Peak that I’ve lost my ability to think. But I’ve returned to my senses now. Creed Leader Yun couldn’t possibly have voluntarily handed over the two half-immortals to the Dao-Seeking Sect.
Unless Creed Leader Yun is one of the Dao-Seeking Sect members!
This explains everything!
But that still doesn’t make sense. The Heavenly Court Creed originated from ancient times; could it be that our Dao-Seeking Sect is actually an ancient major sect?
How did I not know about this?
“To be accurate, some members of our sect are the Heavenly Court Creed,” Lu Yang corrected. “Our ancient Heavenly Court Creed endured humiliation and pretended to be a diabolic creed as part of our mission to wipe out all the diabolic creeds in one fell swoop.”
The Innate Daoist Priest looked at Lu Yang with a strange expression.
You pretend to be a diabolic creed, and you ended up pretending to be the head of the diabolic creeds?
Given the strength the ancient Heavenly Court Creed has displayed, it would have been sufficient to sweep across the world several times over in my era.
As they spoke, the four arrived at the bamboo forest on the sect’s periphery. Deep within the forest, a stream babbled.
“Senior River Spirit, please come out and meet us,” Yun Zhi called out in a resounding voice.
The calm stream became turbulent. A fountain formed on the water’s surface, and upon the foundation appeared a weathered figure.
“What is it?” The River Spirit asked impassively.
“Little Green!” The Innate Daoist Priest blurted out the River Spirit’s nickname, his eyes lighting up upon seeing the River Spirit.
The River Spirit couldn’t keep up his aloof expression. Why does someone still know my name now?
No, I refuse to acknowledge this as my name.
“Who are you?” The River Spirit’s gaze landed on the Innate Daoist Priest, not recognizing the youth.
“It’s me! Qi Tongtian!” The Innate Daoist Priest introduced himself excitedly. I didn’t expect River Spirit Little Green to still be around.
The stream’s history predated even the Dao-Seeking Sect.
Before the Dao-Seeking Sect existed, the stream had produced a spark of spirit light, which at that time had not yet developed spirit intelligence. When the Innate Daoist Priest was traveling around, he discovered the stream’s anomaly by chance. He locked that spark of spirit light within the stream to prevent its dissipation and brought the stream back to the Dao-Seeking Sect. This eventually gave rise to the River Spirit.
If one were to get into the specifics, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say the Innate Daoist Priest had saved his life. It was due to this life-saving grace that the River Spirit kept protecting the Dao-Seeking Sect.
“Holy crap, you’re Qi Tongtian? You’re still alive?” The River Spirit showed a rare delighted expression upon seeing the Innate Daoist Priest.
“I’m still alive; it’s just that I had a bit of an accident.” The Innate Daoist Priest scratched his head, chuckling sheepishly.
“Seems like it was quite the accident; you’ve even turned into a mortal.”
“Just being alive is fine. I’m content.”
“True, you’ve always had that mindset.”
“The current Dao-Seeking Sect is incredible, completely different from when you first established it.” The River Spirit had witnessed firsthand how the Dao-Seeking Sect had grown stronger step by step.
The Innate Daoist Priest nodded. “I can see that. The younger generations are all very diligent, far better than I was.”
The two chatted back and forth about matters only they knew, their expressions animated. Having met again after 120,000 years, it felt as if they had returned to the Great Yu era. They had endless things to say and talked for a good half-day before finally pausing for a moment, looking like they still had much more to share.
Yun Zhi reminded them, “Seniors, you can chat anytime you wish in the future. Founding Ancestor, there is still one more person you haven’t met.”
Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou were befuddled. By their count, they should have met all the senior members of the Dao-Seeking Sect. Who else have we not met?
“Right, we haven’t finished meeting everyone. Let’s go.” The Innate Daoist Priest smacked his forehead, realizing he couldn’t spend all his time here. “Little Green, see you next time.”
The River Spirit chuckled and scolded, “I told you I don’t want that rotten name! Think of a new one for me next time!”
“Big Senior Sister, who else haven’t we met?” Lu Yang whispered.
“There’s one left. You’ll know when we get there.”
The last higher-up was a significant distance away. Yun Zhi once again plucked a cloud and used it to carry the three of them.
The great grassland, Incarceration Peak, the former site of the Sword-Cleansing Pond... the cloud flew past these places without the slightest intention of slowing down.
Finally, it stopped at a desolate mountain upon reaching a deep part of the Dao-Seeking Sect, which Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou had never visited before.
“This is Boundless Mountain, where a senior of the sect is in seclusion. You haven’t met him because he has been in seclusion all this time. Moreover, his identity is rather special, and very few people know about him.” 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
As Yun Zhi spoke, she pushed aside the withered vines, revealing a cave behind them. “Senior, are you there? If you’re not in seclusion, please come out for a moment.”
Before long, a youthful voice came from within the cave, sounding like a youth roughly the same age as the Innate Daoist Priest. “Why are you shouting so loudly? Don’t you know how to respect your elders?”
The Everlasting Immortal Fairy let out a soft sound of surprise in the mental space.
Before Lu Yang could ask what was wrong, a youth emerged from the cave, his face full of impatience.
“Let me introduce—this is the Resurgence Ancestor of our sect, the Vast Sea Daoist Lord, Fang Wuya.”
“!!!”
This time, it was Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou’s turn to be astonished.
The Resurgence Ancestor from fifty thousand years ago—the Vast Sea Daoist Lord!
He’s still alive? Isn’t it said he was only at the Transcendent Tribulation Stage?
“No, he’s a half-immortal.” The Everlasting Immortal Fairy saw through the Vast Sea Daoist Lord’s cultivation realm.
“I’m busy with seclusion. Why are you looking for me?”
The Vast Sea Daoist Lord’s existence was the Dao-Seeking Sect’s strongest trump card. He would not take action unless the sect faced a life-or-death crisis.
At least, that was the case before Yun Zhi joined the Dao-Seeking Sect.
After Yun Zhi joined the Dao-Seeking Sect, her cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds. The Vast Sea Daoist Lord felt this junior was a talent worth grooming and offered to give her some guidance.
Then, he was utterly defeated by Yun Zhi and reduced to a sorry plight, foaming at the mouth and collapsing to the ground.
From then on, he vowed to cultivate diligently, attain the Dao and become an immortal, and restore his dignity as the Resurgence Ancestor. Hence, he went into seclusion deep within the Dao-Seeking Sect.
Since then, he had vanished without a trace from the Dao-Seeking Sect.
“We found a senior whom you might need to meet.”
“Oh, which junior is it?” Fang Wuya asked casually. As the exalted Resurgence Ancestor, he was a senior to Yun Zhi, so anyone she brought would be a junior to him.
“This one.” Yun Zhi stepped aside, revealing the Innate Daoist Priest. “The person we found is the Founding Ancestor of our sect, the Innate Daoist Priest Qi Tongtian.”
“Hello, I am Qi Tongtian.” The Innate Daoist Priest was as polite as ever.
“Found-Founding Ancestor?” Fang Wuya was dumbstruck.
Originally, my status in the Dao-Seeking Sect was the highest—I was number one in both cultivation and seniority.
Later, Yun Zhi appeared, causing my cultivation to fall to second place in the Dao-Seeking Sect.
Now, just great, even my seniority is no longer number one.







