Beast Taming Clan: I Have a Jade Book Chapter 1322 - 930: Xueqing Old Demon, Reinforcements Arrive

Inside the main hall of Sha Huang Mountain, the chimes echoed melodiously.

The halls were austere, and the cultivators solemn.

"Summon Qinghua and Jing Tian here."

Ye Haiyan continually summoned the cultivators.

As members of the Ye Family and disciples of the Celestial Sand Sect were gathered by Ye Haiyan one after another.

The collection and preparation of various spiritual materials were also brought up on the agenda.

Of course, the pretext was for the temporary market, but in fact, Ye Haiyan was secretly deploying plans.

Almost all the core disciples of the Ye Family had both overt and covert tasks.

He sent messages to the Zifu Sect as well as the Duan Family.

These were the two Golden Core Influences still having Golden Core cultivators in Xiaoshan Prefecture, and both forces showed intentions to curry favor with the Ye Family.

Therefore, they were also the most likely to come to aid. As for Xiaoshan Prefecture and Profound Puppet Sect, although more suitable, Ye Haiyan had no expectations, as he was not Ye Jingcheng, and couldn’t sway them.

Before any evidence appeared, it was unlikely either would send Golden Core cultivators rushing to the Ye Family.

If a few Purple Mansion cultivators came, they wouldn’t be much help and would waste favors.

However, while he didn’t contact them, he had already arranged for Ye Xingliu in Xiaoshan Market to secretly discuss with Xiao He and the Purple Mansion cultivators of Profound Puppet Sect, ensuring that any border movements would prompt immediate responses from both forces.

Once the dispatched cultivators left the Spirit Mountain, Ye Haiyan looked at their jade tokens, only relaxing after confirming there were no apparent light fluctuations within the day.

If there were any incidents, it would only be in this timeframe.

"I hope it’s just unnecessary worries," Ye Haiyan murmured to himself.

He took out Mingxin Tea and brewed another pot.

Ensuring he stayed in a calm state at all times.

After finishing his arrangements, Ye Haiyan returned to his seclusion place, although this time, he didn’t enter seclusion but manipulated Sha Huang Mountain’s array, observing everything on the mountain.

Now, in his eyes, any cultivator on Sha Huang Mountain could be a disguised Purple Mansion Golden Core.

...

Time flowed like water, and three more days passed.

Sunlight gilded Sha Huang Mountain golden, and the pavilions on the mountain became increasingly resplendent and magnificent. Rows of glazed tiles resembled golden waves, both beautiful and grand.

Batches of Spiritual Ships crossed thousands of miles, returning to the mountain’s front.

As the spiritual light faded, these cultivators, wearing brocade robes, descended with spring-like smiles, their robes bearing the prominent characters of the Celestial Sand Sect shining brightly.

With Ye Jingcheng’s reputation growing, more forces cooperated with the Celestial Sand Sect.

Most forces sought ways to ingratiate themselves with the Ye Family and the Celestial Sand Sect, and naturally, they would give some benefits to those sent out for procurement.

Now, in Xiaoshan Prefecture, scenes where Foundation Establishment cultivators treated Qi Cultivation cultivators of the Celestial Sand Sect with courtesy were common.

Hence, procurement tasks in the Celestial Sand Sect became coveted assignments.

Huang Yuanbai was one such individual; he was an old cultivator of the Celestial Sand Sect, having joined for over a hundred years, progressing from Qi Cultivation to obtaining a Foundation Establishment Pill by luck, breaking through to Foundation Establishment, and becoming a steward of the Celestial Sand Sect, experiencing many changes.

This time, he headed to the Zhang Family’s land on Xuanyu Mountain, a Purple Mansion Clan, which was not Huang Yuanbai’s first visit.

Yet, during his former visit, the Celestial Sand Sect had already lost its Purple Mansion influence, and he hadn’t reached Foundation Establishment, receiving not only a closed door but also cold mockery.

This time, however, he received an audience with Purple Mansion cultivators, drinking Tier Three Spirit Tea, and engaging in grand discussions about the market, confident and imposing.

Recalling all this felt somewhat surreal to him.

"Chen Gu, don’t be swayed by the Zhang Family’s courtesy; they were quite haughty back in the day. So, I won’t drink other clans’ tea or accept their gifts, but the Zhang Family, I’ll receive everything!" Huang Yuanbai spoke to the cultivators behind him unwittingly:

Saying this, he picked up the storage bag and headed toward the Celestial Sand Sect’s task building.

The slightly inexperienced disciple behind him hurriedly followed.

"Junior Martial Uncle Huang, rightly so!" Chen Gu ran after him, though his gaze wavered slightly.

Soon, they reached the task building’s front, but there were not many cultivators inside.

Only a few stone lions, appearing exceptionally dignified.

The austere halls were like fierce beasts poised to devour anyone.

"Junior Martial Uncle Huang, why are there so few people for task handovers today?" Chen Gu stopped, glanced over, and softly inquired.

"Tasks vary in distance; it’s normal. We are rather quick; after this task, we can take another one." Huang Yuanbai responded without hesitation.

Saying so, he walked ahead.

Yet, before he stepped into the hall, a hand emerged from his chest.

Strangely, the hand had a frighteningly unsettling face on it.

"A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, you dare deceive me?" Chen Gu’s voice instantly turned aged and hoarse, with his appearance beginning to change, soon transforming into a cultivator clad in a black robe.

"Why wouldn’t I dare? Were I a Purple Mansion, I wouldn’t lower myself to disguise as a mere Qi Cultivation Practitioner. Acting so is a disgrace to my path, deserving punishment..." Huang Yuanbai staggeringly spoke, enduring great pain, yet before he could finish, the cultivator dealt a blow.

He completely lost vitality.

"Hmph, what are Purple Mansion cultivators?" The black-robed cultivator coldly muttered, his gaze around him began to shift.

"A bunch of Junior Foundation Establishment Purple Mansion cultivators; do they think they can use arrays and unknown secret techniques to see through my disguise and plot against me?"

"What do you think a Golden Core is?" The elder watched as streaks of Spiritual Light Array Banners flew out in the void, converging toward him, and in no time transformed into a Golden Bowl Array. He couldn’t help but sneer repeatedly.

He waved his robe, and three blood-red silver needles flew out, landing precisely on three Array Foundations.

Before the array could condense into a Golden Bowl, it had already turned into Golden Light and began dissipating.

This caused Huang Tiyun, who was secretly setting up the array, to change his expression drastically. He quickly activated Spirit Talismans and took out a new Array Disc.

Fortunately, at this moment, a vast white mist began to gather in the sky, and countless Spiritual Lights spread out.

Finally, they transformed into a giant Golden Sword, slashing toward the black-robed elder.

"Fourth-tier Xuanyuan Sword Barrier Array!" The black-robed elder’s expression finally changed slightly.

But it was only a slight change, as one after another Blood Talisman shot madly in, and the Sword Essence of the Mountain Protection Array began to become intermittent.

Soon after, a dozen or so cultivators flew in.

Among these cultivators, there were seven at the Foundation Establishment, and three at the Purple Mansion, which almost caused the entire Celestial Sand Sect’s cultivators to despair.

Meanwhile, the black-robed elder’s three silver needles became even more fierce.

At this moment, he also took out a Demonic Shadow Spear, shooting it toward Ye Haiyan, who was controlling the array.

"Your Celestial Sand Sect, with so many Secret Realms of Spirit Beasts, is simply seeking death. If you give them all up, maybe you could leave half of your Celestial Sand Sect’s heritage!" The black-robed elder laughed heartily when he saw that dozens of Celestial Sand Sect cultivators almost fell instantly at the hands of his disciples.

His gaze never left Ye Haiyan.

He was interested in the secret realm in the dark.

The Demonic Shadow Spear produced a continuous series of spear shadows.

These spear shadows did not fly out in a swarm but appeared strangely in the void, spreading toward Ye Haiyan.

The Giant Que Sword formed by the array, though invincible, was nevertheless displayed by a Mid-Stage Purple Mansion Cultivator and was eventually somewhat insufficient.

Ye Haiyan continuously unleashed several Spirit Talismans.

"Xueqing Old Demon, the blood debts of your Blood Spear Sect today, my Celestial Sand Sect will remember!"

Seeing the old demon Xueqing’s two magical treasures, Ye Haiyan finally recognized the visitor.

But what puzzled him was that this Xueqing Old Demon was not from Jiayuan Prefecture, nor was his sect from Jiayuan Prefecture, but a Golden Core Sect from the adjacent Demon Pass Mansion.

Ye Haiyan believed that the Ye Family had never attacked the forces of the Demon Pass Mansion, so naturally there was no prior enmity.

All these Spirit Talismans were Sound Transmission Talismans, but all were intercepted by the Demon Spear Sect’s cultivators.

None got through.

Even when Ye Haiyan’s Giant Que Sword just slashed a spear shadow, a terrifying Spiritual Spear appeared in front of Ye Haiyan’s chest.

Even though Ye Haiyan reacted extremely quickly, because he was within the array, it was difficult to dodge, and he had to move his chest aside.

Thud!

The spear shadow pierced the left shoulder, directly tearing away half of the shoulder, causing Ye Haiyan’s face to twist in pain.

Blood spurted into the void and even affected the array, unable to be fully activated.

"Purple Mansion is nothing more than ants!" Master Xueqing shouted coldly.

Seeing that Celestial Sand Sect still didn’t have a Golden Core, his eyes were full of contempt.

A sect with only one Golden Core dared to venture into the Earth Immortal Realm alone; it deserved to be destroyed.

With a thought, the three Blood Needles continued toward Ye Haiyan.

The speed of the three Blood Needles was unbelievably fast, and Ye Haiyan could hardly capture it, only feeling that the Blood Needles were upon him.

Thud!

The Blood Needle penetrated the flesh, but surprisingly, it wasn’t his body it penetrated; instead, it entered Huang Tiyun’s body in front of him.

Huang Tiyun turned his head with difficulty and tried to smile, blood oozing out.

He pressed his body hard with his hand to prevent the Blood Needle from flying out.

"Escape!" He used his last ounce of strength.

Actually, even at this moment, he didn’t know if it was right or wrong to persuade Ye Jingcheng to stay at Sha Huang Mountain back then.

He told himself countless times that it wasn’t worth it for the people before him.

But he knew that without these people, the Celestial Sand Sect would have long disappeared into the sands.

In his mind, memories of his life flashed by quickly, from climbing the mountain to becoming the Grand Elder of Sha Huang Mountain over hundreds of winding years, filled with countless regrets.

Eventually, he remembered when he first reached Sha Huang Mountain, his master handing him the Celestial Sand Sect’s Daoist Robe, which he wore for two hundred thirty years and eight days!

He tugged at the Daoist Robe, not wanting to see it wrinkled, though he no longer had the strength...

The Blood Needle continued to burst out, heading toward Ye Haiyan.

Just then, a mirror suddenly shone from the sky.

At the same time, a Duster flew down, precisely from the Duan Family’s Duan Chuanyun and Zifu Immortal.

"Xueqing Old Demon, cease your impudence!!"