Chapter 315 Striking a Sore Spot
Just as countless cultivators surged towards the transmission gate like a tide, a figure suddenly soared into the air from the observation platform of the Immortal Spirit Pavilion.
Xiao Chen and the others looked closely.
It was actually Xu Qingshan, the Immortal Spirit Guard Xiao Chen had just exceptionally promoted to the inner gate.
Xiao Chen's pupils constricted sharply, and he shouted sternly:
"Xu Qingshan! Do you intend to betray the Immortal Spirit Holy Land?"
Xu Qingshan, who was originally rushing towards Ji Wuque with fanatical fervor, suddenly turned his head upon hearing this, his face changing drastically in an instant:
"You all... how are you not suppressed?"
Only now did he realize something was wrong.
Looking around, the cultivators across the entire Heavenly Stele Plaza were pinned down by Ji Wuque's pressure, unable to move. Yet on the Immortal Spirit Pavilion's observation platform, Xiao Chen, Han Yu, Ji Lingxiu, and the others remained calm, completely unaffected.
Standing at the very front, Lin Wan's white robes fluttered in the wind. A layer of clear light surrounded her, actually completely blocking out Ji Wuque's terrifying pressure.
"Water flows downwards, people go upwards..."
Xu Qingshan gritted his teeth, a struggle flashing in his eyes, but it was soon replaced by determination.
"I apologize, Sect Master!"
"Those who betray the sect—"
Cold light surged in Xiao Chen's eyes, and his right hand fingers formed a sword. A sharp sword light instantly tore through the sky.
"Die!"
The sword light moved like electricity, going straight for Xu Qingshan's throat.
However—
"Clang!"
A crisp sound rang out. Ji Wuque waved his hand casually, and the sword light capable of killing a Longevity Realm cultivator scattered like foam.
He did not know when he had noticed this small interlude.
"Everyone has their own aspirations."
Ji Wuque's voice carried unquestionable authority amidst its indifference.
"Your sect's behavior is simply too petty."
Xu Qingshan fled as if granted a pardon, scrambling and rolling towards the transmission gate without daring to look back.
But Ji Wuque's gaze suddenly condensed, falling upon Lin Wan.
"Eh?"
He let out a soft sound of surprise, a hint of astonishment flashing in his eyes.
This woman in plain clothes could actually completely withstand his Immortal Venerable pressure?
Interesting.
Above the Heavenly Stele Pavilion, the wind and clouds gradually settled.
Lin Wan stood quietly in place, her white robes swaying gently amidst the residual turbulent energy. She looked up at the figure standing in the void, a seriousness flashing in her eyes—the pressure of the Immortal Venerable Realm was indeed not something she could withstand.
Yet her expression remained calm.
Moving her fingertips slightly, a strand of clear light flowed quietly, protecting Xiao Chen, Han Yu, Chen Xingcai, and the others within it. As for the rest, she did not intend to interfere.
The rules of this world were awakening, and the invisible repulsion force was growing stronger. The cracks in the void were increasing too. She knew clearly—she didn't need to act herself; Ji Wuque would sooner or later be forcefully expelled by this world.
So, she only needed to wait.
Fortunately, Ji Wuque's attention did not linger on her for too long and soon returned to the sky above the Heavenly Stele Pavilion. At this moment, there were very few cultivators left before the transmission gate; the vast majority had either stepped inside or chosen to watch.
Ji Wuque looked around and suddenly chuckled softly, his aura abruptly restraining itself.
The suffocating sense of oppression receded like the tide, and the cultivators on the plaza could finally catch their breath, though the shock in their hearts did not diminish.
His gaze swept over those cultivators who had absorbed the clear light but still chose to stay, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
"No need to be nervous."
The voice was neither fast nor slow, yet it clearly entered everyone's ears.
"Just now, I retrieved Chu Shanhe's power only because he resisted me."
He said indifferently.
"As for you... since you chose to stay, why not gift this power to you?"
Upon these words, everyone was shocked.
Those cultivators who had been on tenterhooks looked at each other, hardly daring to believe their ears—Ji Wuque actually did not intend to take back the power he bestowed upon them?
On the other side, Lin Wan withdrew her gaze and turned to Xiao Chen and the others beside her.
"This person indeed has means."
She said softly, her tone actually carrying a trace of appreciation.
Xiao Chen frowned tightly, a rare fighting intent actually appearing in his eyes. Moreover, Han Yu and the others were not intimidated by the opponent's aura in the slightest, which made Lin Wan nod secretly, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly.
However, she still reminded the disciples:
"Do not be anxious. The current you are not yet his opponents."
Her gaze swept over everyone, her voice calm but allowing no doubt.
"So what you need more is... forbearance. As long as he does not scheme against us, we need not make an enemy of him."
"But I believe... the future belongs to you."
As soon as the words fell, she suddenly felt a sensation in her heart, and her thoughts became unprecedentedly clear and smooth.
She paused slightly, then understood—this was her Invincible Dao resonating.
Indeed, forbearance based on assessing the situation is also a manifestation of "Invincibility."
Xiao Chen and the others nodded respectfully.
"Thank you, Martial Aunt."
The smile in the corners of Lin Wan's eyes deepened as she looked up at the sky.
Ji Wuque's figure was gradually blurring within the cracks of the void.
Only silence remained on the Heavenly Stele Plaza.
Just before he was about to disappear, he suddenly turned his head, his gaze piercing through the chaotic spiritual energy currents and landing straight on Lin Wan.
The moment their gazes met, Ji Wuque suddenly smiled.
"I, Ji Wuque, have roamed the world for tens of thousands of years with countless beauties, yet I have never established an Empress."
His voice carried a hint of playfulness, echoing in the sky above.
"I never thought there would be a woman like you in this world."
Lin Wan frowned slightly, a sudden feeling of bad premonition rising in her heart.
Sure enough—
"How about you join me?"
The corners of Ji Wuque's mouth lifted, his tone frivolous yet allowing no refusal.
"Be my woman. After this is done, I will enfeoff you as Empress."
Then—
The previous second, Lin Wan was still patiently persuading her disciples to practice forbearance and not make enemies of him. First, her whole body trembled.
The next moment—
"Boom!"
The sword energy around her erupted violently!
Her white robe fluttered without wind, cold light flashing like electricity in her eyes. The long sword in her hand moved faster than her thoughts, and a sharp sword light had already torn through the sky, striking straight at Ji Wuque's throat!
Wherever the sword light passed, the void shattered inch by inch!
"Be your woman!?"
She sneered, her voice filled with unprecedented humiliation and anger.
"I'll chop you down first and talk later!"
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