The Transcendent Immortal Chapter 221 Immortals' League

Xiao Chen agreed with the idea. There was so much unrest lately that it wasn't smart to roam around. Moreover, since he had a lot of questions for Fengxi, it was nice to take shelter at the Xianyong Sect. He looked at Xiaoyue and said, "Fairy Xiaoyue, why are you here in the Middle Continent?"

Xiaoyue showed no emotion turbulence on her face as she said flatly, "I'll come for you in a few days." With that said, she turned into a sword radiance and tore through the sky.

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes. This woman was deeply mysterious. She must have some grand purpose in coming to the Middle Continent. Moreover, her powers today had exceeded the norm. She seemed to have seen this battle coming.

Moments later, Fengxi, the two Elders, the twenty to thirty Xianyong Sect disciples, and the rest climbed onto a flying cloud and journeyed back to their sect.

Meanwhile, two people were slowly walking down a road in another place. They were none other than the cloaked man and the enchanting woman.

"My a.s.sumption was correct. That man left his last trick with Bai Susu. He had truly betrayed our clan. To think that he left three magic powers with her; did he do that to subdue me in the future?"

"What should we do now?"

"No need to be hasty. Xiao Chen's heart has been tainted with darkness a long time ago. From here on, we just have to wait for the opium poppy's seeds to scatter all over the Human World!"

The enchanting woman frowned. "But Yu Linglong seems to have fallen for that kid. She has gone through several cycles of reincarnation. Could it be… Lord Feng You, should we send her back to the Sacred World? Just in case she ruins our plans."

The cloaked man chuckled. "That won't be necessary. It might be better for us to have her around. She might just be the only person who can complete this mission. As for Ye Wuxin… It's just a puppet. He won't be able to cause much damage."

Three whole days had pa.s.sed since the great battle in Canglan City. This time, Xiao Chen's solo invasion of the Zuoqiu family estate had once again increased his fame. There were even rumors that he had something to do with the upcoming Annihilation Times.

Quite a number of high-ranking members of esteemed clans took notice that this mysterious rising rookie seemed to be targeting families like theirs. His first victim was the Ling family and the second was the Zuoqiu family. Thus, they instructed their disciples not to provoke Xiao Chen for no good reason.

The reemergence of the Devil Clan also caused tremendous unrest in the Violet Manor, prompting the appearance of many cultivators who had gone into long-term seclusion as well as cultivator clans. This also drew the utmost attention of an ent.i.ty in the central region of the Middle Continent called the Immortals' League.

Currently, Xiao Chen had his back against a wicker chair and sunbathed comfortably inside a small courtyard in the Xianyong Sect. Even though winter was nearing, spiritual Qi was abundant atop the mountain and the variety of exotic flowers and plants in the courtyard perfumed the air.

Like a lively little fairy, Murong Xian'er was catching b.u.t.terflies in the courtyard. She acted as if she had forgotten the great battle three days ago.

Xiao Chen never expected that he would experience so many life-and-death scenarios in such a short period of time. In particular, he didn't think he would meet so many experts in the past few days or that he would be able to bask in the sun so cozily here. It didn't feel quite real to him, to the extent that it almost felt like a dream.

What he least expected was learning that Xian'er was a Formation Spirit. This brought him both joy and worry. He was happy that Xian'er had surpa.s.sed the Six Paths of Reincarnation and had no need to suffer the pain of reincarnation.

What worried him was that a Formation Spirit would be forcefully returned to the formation after they depleted their spirit energy. They would forget everything that they had once experienced. Moreover, their spirit energy could never be restored and would only weaken as time pa.s.sed until it completely ran out.

"Sigh…" Xian'er would surely leave him one day. He heaved a deep sigh when he thought of this.

Hearing noise coming from him, Murong Xian'er ran over with a wide smile. Cupped in her hands was a small, multi-colored b.u.t.terfly. "Brother Xiao Chen, why are you sighing?"

"It's nothing. Have you gotten used to this place after staying here for a few days? Today I'll take you down the mountain to play. How about it?" Xiao Chen caressed her face with a smile. Perhaps she had no idea that she was a Formation Spirit even now.

"Sounds good!"

Mid-conversation, one of the ladies of the Hidden Fragrance Wafting under the Moon entered the courtyard and saluted him. "Master, someone requested to meet you."

Xiao Chen nodded. "Let him come in…" Before he could get the words out of his mouth, he saw an exasperated Fengxi barging in.

"You d.a.m.ned kid! This is my place! Does it make sense that I have to report myself when I want to see you?!"

The lady moved to stop him. "Don't disrespect my Master!"

With a wry smile, Xiao Chen stood up and extended his hands. "You can't pin the blame on me." He turned to the lady and said, "That's enough. You may leave now."

He knew Fengxi must have serious business to discuss with them, so he turned to Murong Xian'er and said, "Xian'er, you should also play outside."

"Sure!" Murong Xian'er was very obedient. She shot Fengxi a glare. "Hmph! Grandpa, you mustn't bully my Brother Xiao Chen!"

Fengxi was speechless, not knowing what he should feel. He took a seat and asked, "Do you know why I came today?"

"Is it for the other half of the ancient scroll?"

He believed that everyone thought that since the Xianyong Sect obtained their half of the scroll from the Immortal King's bones, the other half rests with the other Immortal King.

That wasn't the case. No one knew exactly how many thousand years it had been since the two Immortal Kings fought over the ancient scroll. Moreover, the other Immortal King might not necessarily have died then. It was likely that the Immortal King handed his or her half of the scroll to someone else. Moreover, those people would have heard that the Xianyong Sect had obtained one half of the scroll. They would surely try and steal it by all means.

Fengxi shook his head. "Put that aside for the moment. Kid, what will you do about the trouble you've gotten into? The Immortals' League is about to send someone to arrest you."

Xiao Chen flicked his sleeves and said icily, "Let them come! Do you think I'll be afraid of them?"

After three days, he had gained a basic understanding of the Immortals' League. The league was established more than six thousand years ago and its sole purpose was to constrain the cultivators of the Violet Manor. Whenever serious bloodshed occurs, they would interfere and bring those involved to trial.

Moreover, the league also lay down a number of rules and regulations. These placed intangible restrictions on the cultivators of the Violet Manor, making it so that even cultivators with high cultivations would think twice before recklessly wreaking havoc and killing people. Those who broke the rules would be imprisoned in the Immortals' Prison. Those who committed graver sins would have their Nascent Soul destroyed and imprisoned until they die.

Many years ago, a cultivator who was one step away from entering the Grand Completion Realm went around killing people and plundering treasures. Once the Immortals' League got wind of this, they dispatched their men to arrest him. The man resisted arrest and ended up having his soul destroyed by a Rogue Immortal that the league sent.

Fengxi's brows furrowed. "Can you choose your words more wisely? The league has Rogue Immortals on their side! Rogue Immortals! One Rogue Immortal is capable of killing ten Grand Completion Realm cultivators!"

Naturally, Xiao Chen understood just how strong an independent Immortal was. Once a person reached the Grand Completion Realm, he would be able to endure heavenly punishment and gain mystical powers. Those who succeeded in this process was called True Immortals and would fly to the Heaven Realm, never to interfere with human affairs again. Those who failed in this process was called Rogue Immortals and would stay in the Human World. Of course, a third possibility existed: having one's soul and body destroyed during the punishment. Thus, Rogue Immortals were nearly invincible in the Human World.

"So what? The Immortals' League will only protect the interests of the influential clans and sects. If the Zuoqiu family kills me one day, do you think they'll care?"

The more Xiao Chen talked, the angrier he became. Influential clans and sects often covered for each other. The Immortals' Laws of the Immortals' League were established to protect them. If they got into trouble, they could get out of it with just their connections. If ordinary cultivators without backing or protectors provoked them, they would be pinned with a severe sin and be locked up in prison.

Fengxi heaved a long sigh. "You shouldn't say that. Forget about the Ling family. The Zuoqiu family is the Guardian of the Fallen Dust Bead. Not only did you kill so many of their people, but this incident even caused the bead to be stolen…"

"F*ck! What does the Fallen Dust Bead getting stolen have anything to do with me? Stop pinning all the blame on me, alright? If they force my hand, I'll get help from the Devil Clan. It's as what the Bloodied Mad Swordsman says. I'd rather be a king in h.e.l.l than a slave…"

"Don't babble nonsense, you stinky brat!"

Fengxi stood up to slap Xiao Chen on the back of his head. Xiao Chen unleashed his Immortal-override Steps to run nearly ten feet away. He said, "What I mean is that it's not up to them to decide my crime! You know very well that I'm not from your era!"

When he talked, he considered himself the Mystic Cyan Sect disciple from thousands of years ago. Even if he were to be tried, that should be done by the Mystic Cyan Sect and not some Immortals' League!