Longevity: My Talents Are a Bit Abundant

Chapter 965: Chapter 704: Tit for Tat

The hull began to emit creaking sounds under the unbearable burden.

Inside the cabin, over a hundred elite disciples of Bright Flame Sect were fully armed, each holding a magical artifact, their expressions tense.

Although their eyes held fear, there was more of a resolute determination.

They were all aware of the true mission of this journey and understood what being surrounded by these monster birds meant.

True Master Qing Lan took a deep breath and abruptly turned to face all the disciples in the cabin.

His gaze swept over each familiar face, his throat somewhat choked.

These were Foundation Establishment disciples, the elite of the sect,

"Disciples of Bright Flame Sect, hear my order!"

His voice was loud, overpowering the screeching of the monster birds outside and the mournful wails of the shield.

"Here!"

Over a hundred voices responded in unison, shaking the cabin.

"Follow the predetermined emergency plan, split into ten teams! All Late Stage Foundation Establishment disciples will be team leaders, each piloting a reserve Flying Ship, breaking out in all directions!"

True Master Qing Lan spoke rapidly, each word hitting the floor like a hammer.

"Remember! Your mission is to deliver the cargo back to the sect! At all costs, if one can escape, then let it be!"

"Yes!"

The response remained orderly but now carried a hint of choking.

"Uncle Qing Lan!"

A few Foundation Establishment disciples familiar with him cried out urgently.

"And you?"

True Master Qing Lan smiled.

His smile showed fatigue, relief, and an unmovable determination.

He patted one of them on the shoulder, his gaze fixed on the monster bird flock attacking wildly outside the cabin.

"Me?"

His voice calmed, yet carried an inexplicable power.

"I’ll stay here, pilot the warship, attract the attention of these feathered beasts. The warship is a large target and can buy you all a chance for survival."

"Uncle, you mustn’t!"

Everyone cried out in sorrow.

"Enough!"

True Master Qing Lan waved his hand abruptly, cutting off all persuasion, his eyes suddenly bursting with brilliance.

"We cultivators seek the path of longevity, defying the heavens! Why fear life or death? If today my life as Qing Lan can ensure the sect’s precious items are preserved and buy you all a slim chance of survival, then my death will mean something!"

He looked around at everyone, his voice suddenly rising, filled with a heroic spirit that laughed in the face of death.

"If there’s a next life, let us meet again! We’ll surely find a place of mountain and river beauty, set up the finest Spirit Wine, and chat about the Dao, rejoicing once more!"

Before he finished speaking, he turned abruptly towards the control plate, pouring his Spiritual Power into the warship’s core without reservation.

"Open the cabin doors!"

The heavy doors slowly opened under the drive of runes, with roaring air currents and the cries of monster birds immediately pouring in.

More than ten small and swift "Green Leaf Flying Ships," like arrows leaving a bowstring, shot out from the cabin doors, fleeing desperately in different directions!

Almost simultaneously, True Master Qing Lan let out a wild roar, piloting the massive sect warship, accelerating it to its maximum speed, Spiritual Energy Cannons once again building charge to fire several blazing white beams towards the densest area of monster birds, the core where the three-eyed Thunder Roc King resides, recklessly crashing toward it!

"Beast! Come!"

The warship turned into a stream of light, trailing a long tail of Spiritual Power, plunging into the boundless monster bird flock.

He aimed to use this warship to carve out a slim chance of survival for the disciples of Bright Flame Sect!

...

At Gu Feng, inside the Cave Mansion.

Shen Xuan set aside the urgent Jade Scroll, sighing lightly.

"One hundred thirty-seven people, nearly wiped out entirely. Only two returned to the sect severely injured."

The information within the Jade Scroll was cold and cruel.

Bright Flame Sect’s Tier Three Warship was besieged by monster birds over the wilderness of Wei Country, detonating in a heroic obliteration after the fierce battle.

The warship leader, True Master Qing Lan, had his Soul Token shattered, already perishing.

Among the sect’s hundred elite disciples accompanying, only two managed to drag their broken bodies back.

This Jade Scroll arrived in his hand so quickly, its purpose was obvious.

Bright Flame Sect was informing him that the supply line from Song Country for Thunder Spirit Pearls had been severed by the Southern Wilderness Demon Race.

With Bright Flame Sect’s current strength, there was no way they could mobilize fully to engage the monster bird flock dominating the skies in a major confrontation.

That would be seeking death.

"Ultimately, it couldn’t be guarded."

Shen Xuan looked out at the dusk outside, speaking to himself.

There was not much surprise.

After he refined the new Tier Two Puppets using the method of Thunder Spirit Pearl refining, he had anticipated the day when they would have to be handed over completely.

It was merely a matter of time.

This concerned the grand scheme of the war between humans and demons.

Earlier, it was just allowing Cyan Cloud Sect’s Little Gu Peak and Starlight Island to earn a quick profit.

"Master, True Monarch Red Lotus has sent a secret message."

The voice of the maid, Fragrance, echoed from outside the door.

Shen Xuan’s Divine Sense probed in, revealing the imprint of True Monarch Red Lotus’s Divine Thought in his sea of consciousness.

The characters were like iron mares and silver hooks, succinct: "Fellow Daoist Profound Ice, tomorrow at the third quarter of the hour of Mao, a meeting at Red Lotus Peak’s Cave Mansion. It concerns the sect’s survival, absolutely do not decline."

No pleasantries, no circling around, directly addressing the core.

"What must come, will come."

Shen Xuan smiled to himself.

Outside the window, the last rays of sunlight disappeared behind the mountains, Tiger Roar Peak was completely swallowed by the night.

...

The next day, early dawn.

Shen Xuan stepped into True Monarch Red Lotus’s Cave Mansion punctually.

Inside the room, Spiritual Qi was swirling, pure Fire Spiritual Power flowing in the air.

Besides True Monarch Red Lotus, there were two unfamiliar cultivators present.

The Spiritual Pressure emanating from the two was like a deep sea, both evidently Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

One of them wore a crimson spirit robe, appearing to have dark patterns of flowing flames, his complexion slightly pale, his aura strong yet faintly sluggish.

This was Bright Flame Sect’s other Nascent Soul cultivator, True Monarch Red Flame.

The other’s aura was even more majestic, dressed in a dark green wide robe, with an ancient wooden high crown on his head, sitting in the central seat, carrying an innate air of authority from long-term power.

"True Master Profound Ice has arrived."

True Monarch Red Lotus’s voice was gentle: "I shall introduce. This is Celestial Mist True Monarch from Spirit Control Sect."

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