In the territory of the Qingshui Clan in Black Water State, the surrounding mountains and forests were quiet, only occasionally stirred by the rustling sound of the wind brushing against the leaves.

Mu Sang Patriarch, having cautiously sought approval from the Heavenly River Dao Sect, hurried over to meet Xu Qing's Demon King Protector, the Fat Daoist here. The Fat Daoist, with his round belly like a small mountain, slightly opened his originally squinted eyes at the sight of the appearance of Mu Sang Patriarch, with a hint of peculiarity in them.

Mu Sang Patriarch stepped forward with a reverent and slightly complex expression and explained the general situation.

Upon learning the other party's intention, the Fat Daoist's face twitched involuntarily, showing a peculiar expression. He secretly thought to himself, is it really necessary to be so outrageous, attacking the Pure Yang Realm, and coming here first for a greeting?

At this moment, the mountains and forests were silent, as if even the birds and beasts felt this eerie atmosphere.

In truth, Mu Sang Patriarch only had a vague understanding of the Fat Daoist's specific background and merely heard that the Pure Yang Dao Sect supported him, and that he was an immortal native to the Pure Yang Realm.

Regardless, the Heavenly River Dao Sect and Pure Yang Dao Sect have always been close allies, and Mu Sang Patriarch, as an outer Elder of the Heavenly River Dao Sect, considered himself barely an acquaintance with the Fat Daoist. Mu Sang Patriarch even felt a faint sense of inferiority, being born from the Barbarian Tribe, not a true disciple of the Heavenly River Dao Sect.

In contrast, the latter's descendant is now a true disciple of Chongshui Peak among the Heavenly River Thirty-Six Peaks and might one day rise in status and authority, potentially having governance over him. Bearing this in mind, Mu Sang Patriarch felt increasingly that he must cultivate a good relationship, being meticulous in his efforts.

"With the Dao marker granted by the Supreme Dao, the Jiuli Tribe over there can directly invade the Pure Yang Realm by setting up an altar," Mu Sang Patriarch said in a low voice, his expression grave as he addressed the Fat Daoist, "As for the specific implementation method and approximate location of arrival, I will inform fellow daoists in advance."

"This battle, it seems, is unavoidable at present." Mu Sang Patriarch added with a bitter expression as he lifted his head to look at the sky, then spoke slowly.

"Must there be casualties?" The Fat Daoist frowned, his gaze fixed intently on Mu Sang Patriarch.

"Yes." Mu Sang Patriarch nodded heavily.

The Fat Daoist sighed softly to himself, understanding that he must ponder carefully. Although this battle may not shake the heavens and earth, the acting must be convincing; otherwise, it would be impossible to account to various parties. As he exchanged a look with Mu Sang Patriarch, both realized that they must exhaust their minds over this act. At this moment, a cloud silently drifted by, obstructing the sunlight originally shining in the forest.

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Pure Yang Dao Sect, Chang Chun Cave Heaven.

In a secluded mountain valley shrouded in mist, Changchun True Monarch met with Xu Qing's avatar, Li Qing. The valley was filled with a faint floral scent, with surrounding exotic flowers and grasses swaying in the wind, emitting an ethereal glow. Changchun True Monarch, dressed in a moon-white Daoist robe, with white hair floating majestically, exuded an aura of immortality and Daoist elegance. After hearing Li Qing recount the course of events, a nonchalant smile appeared on his face.

"Regarding Pure Yang Realm's Immortal Dynasty, Yin Zheng mentioned it to me; it's nothing major, merely Supreme Dao Sect's attempt to hinder our sect from joining the Four Great Daoist Sects by deliberately causing trouble." Changchun True Monarch gently waved his sleeve, treating this matter as trivial. In his view, the real task at hand was how to dethrone the Bodhi Dao Sect at the Dao Discussion and God Destruction Conference; comparatively, the Pure Yang Realm matters were simply insignificant.

"The Master doesn't care about heavenly affairs at all?" Li Qing asked, his eyes filled with curiosity.

Changchun True Monarch laughed heartily, his smile brimming with an unrestrained detachment from the mortal world: "If you truly manage to create a Heavenly Court in Pure Yang Realm, it is fate's work, so why worry? The grandmaster's wisdom rings true; those who cultivate always think my fate is mine, not premised on heaven, yet never consider that heaven has its own fate." As Changchun True Monarch spoke, the mist in the valley seemed gently swayed by his words, dreamlike and ethereal.

Li Qing, upon listening, felt his soul profoundly stirred.

"Even heaven has its own fate!"

This phrase echoed like a great bell within his heart.

Wonderful! He silently praised in his heart.

Changchun True Monarch continued, "Though we have acquired the Dao and longevity, compared to the universe, the Great Dao, what difference have we with ephemeral beings. Our intentions, on a cosmic level, what do they amount to? Knowing the insignificance of specks, one can comprehend the vastness of heaven and earth." The old Daoist lamented, his gaze casting towards the distant mountains.

At this moment, Li Qing felt an indescribable emotion arising within him. He truly sensed that Pure Yang Dao Sect was the right place to be. Pure Yang Dao Sect was indeed different from ordinary immortal cultivation sect. It's like that good lady chased in the multitude of blossoms during youth; she may not possess devastating beauty, but her bones emit a temperament vastly different from those gaudy, enticing creatures, enchanting and appetizing.

At this time, the gentle breeze wafted through the valley, carrying a trace of chill, as Li Qing bowed to Changchun True Monarch: "Disciple now knows what to do."

After watching Li Qing depart, Changchun True Monarch's previously calm face instantly turned anxious.

He paced back and forth on the spot, his steps urgent and chaotic, the uplifted dust permeating around him, yet he remained unstained.

He muttered to himself, "The grandmaster said, once the Heavenly Court appears, the End of Dharma is not far. If one cannot escape this universe before the End of Dharma…"

In truth, he didn't truly disregard the emergence of the Heavenly Court either; merely the grandmaster sternly admonished them, divine will cannot be queried, nor can it be defied. To follow heaven is to find ease, to oppose heaven is to toil with no gain... If Supreme Dao Sect genuinely believes the budding Heavenly Court should be stifled, with its mighty power, it would unhesitatingly take direct action, why would they let the Jiuli Barbarian Clan act on their behalf. Hence, it seems there is deeper calculation and other motives behind this.

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