331: The flawed jade is the king (70).

The solemn atmosphere after the battle gradually dissipated, replaced by an eerie calm.

Just as the Yu Family's Qingmu Lineage began counting its members and reorganizing its affairs.

Boom!

Above the sky, a massive Spatial Rift tore open without warning.

A magnificent Immortal Carriage, pulled by nine snow-white exotic beasts called 'Jade Qilins' that exuded Saint Realm pressure, slowly drove out.

Immortal Music lingered around the Immortal Carriage, Divine Maidens scattered flowers, and the procession was overwhelmingly majestic.

A pressure far more terrifying than that of the Yu Family's Sacred Ancestor, and perhaps even comparable to Saint Tuo's, instantly enveloped the entire Yu Family Ancestral Land.

"This is bad!"

Yu Changqing, the Qingmu Heavenly Venerable who was presiding over the overall situation, turned pale under this pressure, finding even breathing difficult.

He and several other Clan Elders immediately shielded Wang Yun's parents, acting as if facing a formidable enemy.

All members of the Yu Family felt a shudder originating from their Soul.

Wang Yun walked out of his secluded cultivation chamber, looked up at the magnificent Immortal Carriage, his eyes calm and undisturbed.

The Immortal Carriage stopped above the Yu Family Ancestral Land.

The curtain of the carriage was slowly lifted by a hand as white as jade.

A handsome young man wearing White Feathered Robes and possessing an extraordinary temperament stepped out.

His gaze was indifferent as he swept over the tense and wary faces below, finally settling on Wang Yun.

He did not release any Killing Intent; instead, he smiled slightly and cupped his hands toward Wang Yun from afar.

"Rain Saint of the Flying Immortal Sect greets the Supreme Body."

Rain Saint.

One of the Six Saints of the Flying Immortal Sect.

He had personally descended.

Rain Saint's voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Saint Tuo's death was his own fault; his skill was inferior."

"This Saint has come today not seeking vengeance."

He paused, looking intently at Wang Yun, and directly stated his purpose for coming.

"We, the Flying Immortal Sect, have recognized your potential."

"The Supreme Body is Unique Throughout the Ages. Our Sect has also heard of your performance on the Ancient Starry Road."

"The purpose of this trip is recruitment."

Rain Saint adopted a humble stance, his words filled with appreciation and recognition for Wang Yun.

"Although your Yu Family has been reborn, its Foundation is still shallow. In this Golden Great Age, with strong enemies surrounding you, every step is difficult."

"If you have the Flying Immortal Sect as your backing, your future emperors road will be smooth, and no one will dare to make trouble for you again."

These words made Yu Changqing and the others feel a stir in their hearts.

The Flying Immortal Sect is a true Behemoth in the Eastern Domain.

However, Wang Yun listened calmly, his expression unchanged.

He looked at Rain Saint and slowly shook his head.

"Thank you for Your Excellency's kind intentions."

"It's just that those whose Dao differs cannot plan together."

Rain Saint seemed to have anticipated this answer; the smile on his face did not diminish, but his eyes grew colder.

"The Supreme Body is indeed Arrogant."

He stopped pretending, finally revealing his true Fangs.

"Very well, This Saint will speak plainly."

"You may choose not to join the Flying Immortal Sect, but you must surrender a portion of your Supreme Body's Origin as a 'Pledge of Allegiance,' and swear an Heavenly Dao Oath to serve our Sect eternally."

As soon as these words were spoken, Yu Changqing and the others' expressions changed drastically.

This was not recruitment; it was clearly Enslavement!

Killing Intent also flashed in Wang Yun's eyes.

"Do you think that's possible?"

"Nothing is impossible."

The Hypocrisy on Rain Saint's face was completely stripped away. He stared coldly at Wang Yun, making no attempt to conceal his threat.

"Do you know why my Flying Immortal Sect has been able to stand firm in the Eastern Domain for countless years, looking down upon the rise and fall of ages?"

He paused, then spoke word by word, his voice majestic and Arrogant.

"Because, within our Sect, there is a true... Saint King presiding!"

Saint King!

These two words struck heavily into the hearts of Yu Changqing and the others, making their faces turn pale.

A Saint King is a terrifying existence that has long surpassed the scope of an ordinary Saint, having condensed Four Dao Lotus or more.

They are Supreme Magnates who can truly suppress the Luck of an era!

However, facing this threat, which was enough to make any Saint feel despair, Wang Yun showed no fear.

Instead, he sneered, his laughter filled with disdain for the so-called Saint King.

"Saint King?"

"So what?"

Wang Yun raised his eyes, looked directly at Rain Saint, and spoke word by word, his voice low but forceful.

"Scram."

The Arrogance on Rain Saint's face instantly froze.

He hadn't expected that after mentioning the Saint King, the opponent would still dare to be so Presumptuous.

Anger flared in his heart; he felt provoked.

But looking at Wang Yun's cold eyes and feeling his fearless Dao Heart, he was momentarily intimidated and didn't know how to respond.

Finally, Rain Saint let out a cold snort and Flicked his sleeve, leaving.

"Good, very good."

"An Ungrateful wretch."

"I hope that when the Saint King of my Sect personally arrives someday, you will still possess this level of Backbone."

As the words fell, the magnificent Immortal Carriage turned around, drove into the Spatial Rift, and vanished.

A crisis was temporarily averted.

"Yun'er, you were too impulsive!"

After Rain Saint left, Yu Changqing looked at Wang Yun with a face full of worry.

Wang Yun shook his head, offering no explanation.

He fell into deep thought.

The existence of the Saint King indeed brought him immense pressure.

With his current strength, he had no chance of winning against a true Saint King.

"I must quickly Refine the Natal Saint Weapon belonging to this life of mine."

A clear goal emerged in Wang Yun's mind.

"At the same time, I must also quickly Breakthrough to the Three-Lotus Saint Realm, and even... charge toward the Saint King realm."

Just as Wang Yun was contemplating his future Dao and planning his Cultivation Schedule.

Yu Changqing hurried over again, his expression solemn.

"Yun'er, a piece of news came from Central State that shook the entire Five Domains."

"Oh?"

Wang Yun became interested.

"The 'Ancient God Sect' in Central State announced that they had captured a mysterious figure who had lived for Three Eras."

Yu Changqing paused, his voice turning a little dry.

"It is said that this person holds the secret of the 'immortal medicine'."

immortal medicine?

Wang Yun's heart sank abruptly.

"The Ancient God Sect will use this as a pretext to hold a 'Dao Discussion Conference' three months later on Ancient God Mountain, widely inviting all Saint-Grade Forces and Famous Saints from the Five Domains to attend and jointly 'investigate' the Secret of Eternal Life."

Yu Changqing handed over a Gilded Invitation Card made of Divine Gold.

"This invitation card was also sent to our Yu Family."

"It specifically names and invites you."

Wang Yun did not look at the invitation card.

In his mind, there were only two key phrases.

Lived for Three Eras.

immortal medicine.

The figure of a tattered, wounded, yet incredibly stubborn old man instantly appeared before his eyes.

Elder Mo!

Wang Yun understood instantly.

This so-called "Dao Discussion Conference" was fundamentally an "Auction" targeting Elder Mo!

Or perhaps, it was a "Pill Refining Conference" where Elder Mo was treated as the main ingredient!

Boom!

A cold Killing Intent erupted from Wang Yun.

The Killing Intent in his eyes was fully revealed.

"Ancient God Sect..."

"You are seeking death."