When Lin Jiufeng’s Divine Soul swept across, what he saw were clearly differentiated Daoist priests.
The four traditional factions of the Dao sects, which were the Quan Zhen Sect, the Zenith Heaven Path Sect, the Five-Rice Dao Sect, and Mount Longhu were all present.
The atmosphere between them was very tense.
They looked at each other coldly.
Just as Dachun had said, the internal strife had become very serious to ignore.
These major traditional Dao sects came from the same ancestor.
But now, they were completely cold towards each other.
Lin Jiufeng could tell that these people from the Dao Sects were very restrained.
However, despite the obvious hostility, these people seemed to be restraining themselves.
It was as if they were waiting for something to happen before fighting.
“How did you see these Daoist priests?” Lin Jiufeng asked the white cat.
“My eyes can see through illusions and see the truth,” the white cat replied.
“Why didn’t I know about that?” Lin Jiufeng picked up the white cat in surprise.
“It only appeared recently…”
“To be precise, I only found out about it that night when you were drinking with Dachun. Of course, it’s natural that you don’t know about it.” The white cat explained.
Lin Jiufeng put her down and looked at the people from the Dao sects.
“These people from the four traditional Dao sects have surrounded the Northern Mountains Ancient City. Just what exactly are they trying to do?” Lin Jiufeng was baffled.
“Is there some kind of a treasure here in the ancient city?” The white cat guessed.
“But what treasure could force the four traditional Dao sects to fall out with each other?”
“They are even staring at each other in a way that makes it seem like they wanted to immediately kill the other party?” Lin Jiufeng smacked his lips.
“If these people from the Dao sects fought, wouldn’t this place be overturned?”
The white cat suddenly asked.
Lin Jiufeng’s expression changed. He looked at the Northern Mountains Ancient City.
The ancient city was huge.
The entire Northern Mountains was the city.
Millions of people call the Northern Mountains their home.
If these people from the Dao sects fought, the common people would suffer.
If they were as unscrupulous as the two Daoist priests from a few days ago, this Northern mountain Ancient City would definitely be destroyed in the aftermath of their battle.
“Can’t they go somewhere else?” Lin Jiufeng frowned.
Could it be that what they wanted was in this city?
“Are you going to intervene?” The white cat looked at Lin Jiufeng.
Lin Jiufeng thought for a while and replied, “Let’s go inside the city first. In any case, they have no idea who I am, so they won’t stop me from entering the city. I want to see just what kind of treasure would four traditional Dao sects covet at the same time.”
There were many people from each of the four traditional Dao sects. Each sect had two to three Boundless Realm cultivators, so none of them could be underestimated. Once a fight broke out, Lin Jiufeng really wasn’t confident that he could kill all of them with one strike.
If they were given a chance to fight back, the ancient city would be in trouble.
To thoroughly squash a problem, the core of the problem must be identified and solved first.
Hence, Lin Jiufeng directly went inside the ancient city to look for the treasure that the four Dao sects were willing to fight each other for.
Lin Jiufeng openly rode on the carriage and sat close to the door.
His outstanding temperament attracted the attention of a few people in the dark.
But since Lin Jiufeng concealed his cultivation base, they ultimately judged that he was a mere young master from a rich family.
Who would have thought that the driver—Lin Jiufeng—was the mysterious guardian deity of the Yuhua God Dynasty?
As Lin Jiufeng drove the carriage, he eavesdropped on a few Daoist priests’.
“What treasures are in the Ancestral Ruins?”
“Master, the four traditional Dao sects have fallen out with each other.”
“They have shed all pretense of cordiality just for the Ancestral Ruins…”
“Just what exactly is the treasure inside?”
“Master, just tell us.”
A few younger disciples pleaded with their master.
“All right, let me explain. It’s said that the original version of the Daoist Scripture is inside the Ancestral Ruins. It’s called the Scripture of the Great Dao. It depicts the origin of our Dao sects and it would be an understatement to say that it was valuable and priceless.”
“But the Ancestral Ruins does not only contain that Daoist Scripture. The secret to becoming an Immortal is also in the Ancestral Ruins of our founder.”
“Because of these, it doesn’t matter if we have to kill others to obtain them.”
“What matters is that we cannot give up!”
“Let alone falling out with each other—no matter who it is, no one will be willing to give up the secret to becoming an Immortal.”
The master explained in a low voice to his disciples.
Lin Jiufeng heard his words.
‘The Ancestral Ruins has the Scripture of the Great Dao and the secret to becoming an Immortal. This will indeed make the people of the Dao sects go crazy,’ Lin Jiufeng muttered in his heart.
The four great traditional Dao sects came from the same lineage.
They all believed that they had the right to inherit the treasures and secrets inside.
Among them—the Quan Zhen Sect—which had developed the best among the Dao Sects, but also wanted to take everything for themselves, instantly offended the other three sects.
The Quan Zhen Sect developed well and even produced an Immortal at their peak.
In other words, they were the face of the Dao Sects.
But their glory belonged in the previous era.
In this brand-new era, a true top-notch powerhouse still didn’t exist!
The Immortal of the Quan Zhen Sect was also nowhere to be seen.
The recovery of the world’s spiritual energy had yet to reach its peak.
The situation of the world wasn’t fixed just yet.
They were basically playing on the same even field, so what right did the Quan Zhen Sect have to claim everything for themselves?
Was it because they were the face of the four great traditional Dao sects?
The retaliation of the other major sects made the Quan Zhen Sect lose its face.
The Quan Zhen Sect had always been proud that their sect had once produced an immortal.
They considered themselves to be the leader of the four great traditional Dao sects.
But after being humiliated by the other Dao sects, the Quan Zhen Sect was enraged.
The result of this anger was that the four great traditional Dao sects got into a serious fight.
Many people died, and each of them dropped all pretense.
The four great traditional Dao sects had truly shed all pretense of cordiality.
Right now, they couldn’t wait to destroy each other and emerge victorious in this brand-new era.
To be honest, the reason why they weren’t making their move just yet was that the Ancestral Ruins had yet to appear. No one dared to make a move first. If one of them did, they would definitely be ganged up by the other three sects.
The four great traditional Dao sects restrained themselves. None of them dared to enter the ancient city. Thus, they could only surround the ancient city and keep an eye out for the opportune moment to barge in.
But despite them being practically restricted by each other—they all agreed that this standstill was the only thing maintaining the equilibrium of peace between these four Dao sects.
Most importantly, if no one moved.
No one would be able to take the higher ground against the others.
But what they didn’t expect was that Lin Jiufeng had greatly benefited from this situation.
Lin Jiufeng swaggered into the Northern Mountains Ancient City.
Then, he stopped the carriage and looked at the crowd.
The place was bustling with noise and excitement.
The common people didn’t notice anything strange.
They continued to live their days as usual.
The children were also playing about in the streets, the sounds of their happy laughter echoed throughout the city. The old people sat in front of their doors, they watched the children play with smiles on their faces.
There was deep melancholy in their eyes.
They thought about their past. And how they once lived a carefree life as children.
Northern Mountains Ancient City—it was truly an ancient city filled with history.
The moment Lin Jiufeng stepped onto the city, the system that remained quiet for the past few days suddenly appeared.
[Do you want to Sign-In at the Northern Mountains Ancient City?]
Lin Jiufeng replied without hesitation. “Sign in!”
Signing in at the ancient city that survived through numerous eras.
Just what reward would the ancient city bring to Lin Jiufeng?
[Sign-In successful. Received a copy of the Northern Mountains Sutra!]
“Northern Mountains Sutra?” Lin Jiufeng raised his brows.
What was this Northern Mountains Sutra?
He had never heard of it before.
Boom!
A stream of information entered his mind and it told Lin Jiufeng the origins of the Northern Mountains Sutra.
“The Northern Mountains Sutra is an invincible cultivation technique created by the Northern Mountains Lord…”
“It can infinitely heal injuries.”
“In an instant, ones flesh and blood will be reborn…”
“Even a broken soul can be repaired.”
“There would be no hidden injuries left after every healing process.”
When Lin Jiufeng saw the introduction, he was shocked.
Of course, if the injuries were severe enough—the effectiveness of the Northern Mountains Sutra would directly be halved. The more severe the injuries were, the worse its effects would become.
But this didn’t mean that it wasn’t a terrifying and overpowered cultivation technique anymore.
“Who is this Northern Mountains Lord?” Lin Jiufeng was puzzled.
He had read countless books, but he had never seen any mention of this so-called Northern Mountains Lord. Logically speaking, a person who could create such a powerful cultivation technique should’ve been famous throughout history.
