Xianxia: I Built the Heavenly Secret Pavilion; All People Worships Me (Patreon)

Chapter 69: Old Man, Yang Qiu!

Several days later, in front of the Tian Gang Sect's mountain gate, two disciples stood side by side—one tall and one short.

"Senior brother," the shorter disciple, visibly tense and cautious, said anxiously, "Do you think this time the Sect Master can become a Saint?"

"How would I know?" The taller disciple rolled his eyes and said indifferently, "But with that divine pill sent by the Radiant Light Holy Land, the Sect Master should have a chance to become a Saint. If the Sect Master doesn't become a Saint, our Tian Gang Sect is done for!"

Two Saint Realm Ancestors had fallen on the same day, causing a significant stir within the sect. If it weren't for the Radiant Light Holy Land sending a Heaven and Earth Nurturing Pill, they might be in a state of panic.

After all, losing the presence of Saints diminished the Tian Gang Sect's standing in the eyes of the Radiant Light Holy Land.

If the Radiant Light Holy Land stopped sheltering them, who knows what fate awaits the Tian Gang Sect.

Over the years, the sect had been arrogant, attracting many enemies.

If those enemies learned that their sect lost its protective umbrella, they would undoubtedly seize the opportunity.

Relying on a Saint Grade formation could not fend off everyone.

"The Sect Master was a genius back then, and it should be no problem for him to become a Saint. The key is that in these days, there might be troublemakers!" The taller disciple furrowed his brow and spoke in a low voice.

"It shouldn't happen." The shorter disciple nervously surveyed the surroundings but found nothing unusual.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Isn't the Radiant Light Holy Land still valuing the Tian Gang Sect?"

"You understand nothing!" The taller disciple sneered, saying coldly, "If the Sect Master fails to become a Saint, the Radiant Light Holy Land wasted a divine pill. If they don't trouble the Tian Gang Sect, that's already not bad. Do you expect them to protect us? Dream on!"

"Uh…" The shorter disciple's face froze.

He hadn't expected the cultivation world to be so cruel.

Turning hostile was faster than turning a page.

While the two were chatting casually, a wisp of black mist drifted from the distant mountains.

Passing in front of them, the temperature in the void noticeably dropped, as if a black figure walked past them.

However, the two disciples remained unaware.

The black mist entered the formation, revealing Yang Qiu's figure.

He looked back at the two disciples, a faint smile playing on his lips.

He had heard every word of their conversation without missing a single one.

"Last time, it was Ren Qingtu who seized my opportunity. This time, I must play the trickster!" A burst of radiance flashed in Yang Qiu's hand as a jade slip appeared.

He glanced at its contents, then walked boldly toward the Tian Gang Sect.

The journey was calm, not alerting anyone.

"Senior is indeed senior!"

Even though this situation wasn't the first time, Yang Qiu couldn't help but exclaim.

He had never imagined that infiltrating a sect could be so simple.

The protective formation in front of the mountain gate seemed like a mere decoration.

"If entering the Radiant Light Holy Land is just as easy…" Fire flickered in Yang Qiu's eyes.

Just the thought of it made him envision the bewildered expression of the Radiant Light Holy Lord.

"Once I go back to the Nine Nether Demon Sect, I need to find an opportunity to meet the Ancestor and tell him about the Heavenly Secret Pavilion. For now, I need to become a Saint first."

Yang Qiu calmed down, tightened his grip on the jade slip, and increased his pace.

He didn't want to repeat the same situation as last time.

If he infiltrated the Tian Gang Sect, and the Sect Master became a Saint right after, it would be a big problem.

Uttering the phrase "walking into a dead end" would not be an exaggeration.

After entering the Tian Gang Sect, his figure once again vanished, turning into a gust of clear wind, swiftly drifting towards the central hall where the Sect Master resided.

Sect Master's Hall.

The Sect Master of the Tian Gang Sect was a middle-aged man, dressed in a long robe, meticulously groomed hair, with a solemn and dignified expression, as if in devout pilgrimage.

Breaking through the Holy Lord Realm and entering the Saint Realm was a significant step toward eternal life, a process that allowed no room for any negligence.

He had only this one chance. Losing this opportunity might mean a lifetime without reaching the Saint Realm.

So, he attached immense importance to this chance.

First, he bathed and changed into clean clothes, then paid respects to the ancestral master.

Finally, he lit incense for prayers.

After completing this ritual, he entered a secluded chamber.

Adjusting his entire state to its peak, he produced a pill in his hand, and at the moment the pill appeared, a refreshing fragrance filled the air.

The pill was crystal clear, radiating a seven-colored brilliance with intricate Dao patterns interwoven. Just a glance caused one's cultivation realm to loosen.

"If the two ancestors have spirits in the heavens, please bless this disciple to reach the Saint Realm. After achieving the Saint Realm, I will definitely flatten the Heavenly Secret Pavilion and avenge both ancestors!" The Sect Master of the Tian Gang Sect spoke solemnly.

"Whether your ancestors will bless you or not, I don't know, but I'm afraid you won't be able to reach the Saint Realm. As for flattening the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, let's talk about it in the next life."

Just as the Sect Master of the Tian Gang Sect took a deep breath, preparing to swallow the pill, a mocking voice echoed in the secret chamber.

"Who?" The Sect Master of the Tian Gang Sect stood up abruptly, coldly shouting.

"Old man, Yang Qiu!"

A black figure flashed, appearing in the corner of the room.

Yang Qiu's palm opened, and a round pill lay there.