Pay to Cultivate Immortality? My Sect is Completely Free - Chapter 102

Chapter 102: Night Raid on the Heavenly Dao Sect’s Silent

“Hehe, your master has run off. Why are you still resisting?”

“Come with me. I’ll get the Sect Master to lift your seal, then you’ll be free!”

“The Sect Master is so kind. There’s always enough to eat and drink, and he never mistreats us!”

“Don’t you believe me? Just look at how shiny my fur is; that shows how well I’m fed!”

While defending against the White Tiger’s attacks, the Fire Qilin kept up the chatter, trying to convince the White Tiger to surrender.

“You’re a traitor among Divine Beasts, foolish enough to trust those despicable humans!” The White Tiger snarled, glaring at him with clenched teeth.

“Ah!” The Fire Qilin sighed. “How many times do I have to say this? The Sect Master is different from other humans. If you come with me, you’ll see!”

“Besides, your master has already abandoned you. What are you still clinging to?”

The two Divine Beasts went back and forth, bickering at each other instead of fighting.

“Go back inside if you want to argue more!”

Su Bai watched for a while, finally unable to stand it any longer. He reached out with one big hand, grabbing one of them and heading toward the Heavenly Dao Sect.

Throughout, he hadn’t glanced once at the two from Yuntian Sect.

“Sect Master, what should we do?”

After all the noise stopped, the Great Elder of Yuntian Sect asked nervously.

His mind was still reeling — such a powerful Exalted Immortal from the Immortal Alliance had been defeated!

And Su Bai—was he really about to step into the Divine Transformation Realm?

“…….”Let’s wait for Master to come out of seclusion and then decide…” Yun Zhi watched Su Bai’s retreating figure and sighed softly.

“The Old Sect Master is about to come out of seclusion? Has he finally succeeded in breaking through?” The Great Elder suddenly widened his eyes in excitement and shouted.

“Hopefully,” Yun Zhi sighed gently.

………..

At the Heavenly Dao Sect, Su Bai set down the Fire Qilin and the White Tiger. Then, with a wave of his hand, he removed all the seals, curses, and spells from the White Tiger.

Those seals had been placed by much stronger cultivators of higher realms, beyond Su Bai’s ability to dispel. But once inside the Invincible Domain, no matter who set them, they were powerless!

“R-really… removed?”

The White Tiger was stunned, feeling as if it were dreaming, staring at its own body in disbelief.

“Heh heh, I told you, the Sect Master is pretty good. I didn’t have any seals on me!” the Fire Qilin said proudly.

“Besides, look around—the concentration of spiritual energy here is hundreds of times higher than outside. Training here, us Fifth-Rank Transformations have a real chance!” the Fire Qilin added.

The White Tiger looked up. The Heavenly Dao Sect’s mountains were lush and green, birdsong filled the fragrant air, and medicinal herbs grew everywhere.

Within this land, the spiritual energy was indeed hundreds of times greater than outside, perhaps even more.

It took a deep breath, sensing the rich spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and its expression gradually softened.

“Those humans put curses on us to make us mounts, right? They seal us to control us. Aren’t they afraid we’d run away if they removed those seals?”The White Tiger stared at Su Bai suspiciously.

“Why run away?” the Fire Qilin scoffed, speaking with careless indifference.

“Here, we can train whenever we want, eat when we’re hungry, sleep when we’re tired. No one abuses us, no one enslaves us—how great is that!”

“Besides, the outside world is entirely dominated by the human race. Where do you expect to run to?”

“Do you want to be captured by powerful humans just for your divine beast treasures, only to be enslaved again? Or discarded for your Divine Beast Bones once you lose value?”

“Do you want to be skinned and have your tendons pulled?”

The Fire Qilin coaxed patiently, leaving the White Tiger speechless.

“………”

The White Tiger opened its mouth but could say nothing more because it didn’t know how to argue against the Fire Qilin.

That’s right—where could they possibly run?

Right now, humans control more than half the continent!

And the other half is mostly just ocean!

Where else could they possibly go?

If anything, it was a curse that they were born as demons and not humans!

No, their status as Divine Beasts was already far better than that of regular demonic beasts.

At least Divine Beasts could serve as mounts, offering a chance to survive.

Countless demonic beasts were slain at the whim of powerful humans, their Demon Cores harvested for alchemy.

“The Heavenly Dao Sect never forces any living being. If you wish to stay, then stay. But if you want to leave, you are free to do so.”

Su Bai looked at the White Tiger and spoke softly, then vanished from where he stood.

Inside the Great Hall, holding the storage ring in his hand, Su Bai laughed out loud once again.

Seventeen Supreme Grade Spirit Stones!

523 High Grade Spirit Stones!

Over ten thousand Intermediate Grade Spirit Stones!

And the number of Lower Grade Spirit Stones exceeded a million!

The amount of gold and silver was even greater, counted in tens of billions of silver coins.

Aside from Silent’s own resources, much of this was the annual tax collected from the major forces of the Seven Nations of Nanling!

Normally, given Silent’s cultivation base, items below Intermediate Grade Spirit Stones were unnecessary.

Moreover, he had also seized a Supreme Grade Spirit Artifact—the Purple Thunder Spear!

Since joining the Heavenly Dao Sect, the mark on the Purple Thunder Spear had been erased, making it completely Su Bai’s property now.

I’m getting rich!

Getting rich again!

“The Immortal Alliance, oh Immortal Alliance, you really are my big granary. Next time, send more—I wouldn’t mind at all.”

Su Bai smiled contentedly, stroking the Purple Thunder Spear.

At this moment, far away in a mountain range thousands of miles off,

Silent wore a sullen expression as he stared at the finger that had been severed.

“Damn it, that brat Su Bai, you’ve really made me furious!”

“When I return, I will definitely gather the strong warriors of my Heavenly Palace and crush your Heavenly Dao Sect!”

Saying this, he headed toward the Heavenly Palace, but after only flying a short distance, he suddenly plummeted from the sky.

“The connection between the White Tiger and the Purple Thunder Spear is completely severed!”

He looked up toward the Heavenly Dao Sect, his face filled with venomous resentment.

“Damn Su Bai!

Who does he think he is, wielding spatial power!

He’s only slightly stronger than me!

Damn it!”

He was about to leave but suddenly stopped, taking a step back and growing even angrier the more he thought about it.

“If I go back like this, those arrogant fools will definitely mock me—unable to handle even a minor force from the Barbarian Wasteland!”

Silent’s voice dropped low as he turned the problem over in his mind, strategizing.

“No, I’ve never taken a loss like this before!

That Su Bai’s cultivation is only slightly stronger than mine. If I use the Heavenly Palace’s Divine Concealment Technique to sneak in, Su Bai would never detect me!

When he’s off guard, I’ll strike with a fatal blow!

Ha ha, then not only will I avenge myself, I’ll take back the Purple Thunder Spear!”

The more Silent thought about it, the more excited he became, letting out a wild howl to the heavens.

With that, he abruptly changed course and headed back toward the Heavenly Dao Sect.

By evening, dark clouds blocked the moonlight, plunging the land into complete blackness.

A stealthy figure, blending with the night, quietly infiltrated the Heavenly Dao Sect.

The Heavenly Palace’s Divine Concealment Technique is a top-tier hiding skill.

Silent, a Nascent Soul at the Ninth Layer, could use it to move unseen—if he remained completely silent, he might even hide from some Divine Transformation experts!

Inside the Great Hall, Su Bai, who had been preparing to rest, lifted the corner of his mouth into a slight smile.

“That gift arrived fast!”

At this moment, since it was late at night, all the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect had already gone to their rooms and were in cultivation.

The entire Heavenly Dao Sect was completely quiet, with hardly anyone visible outside.

Patrolling?

Sorry, the Sect Master had said that the Heavenly Dao Sect did not have a habit of night shifts!

“Not a single patrol—defense awareness is really weak!” Low Silent sneered quietly as he watched the scene.

His gaze swept across and finally spotted a living person.

At the foot of the Heavenly Dao Sect’s mountain, under an elm tree, a scruffy bearded man was leaning against it, seemingly asleep.

Low Silent crept closer, a cold glint flashing in his hand as he suddenly pressed a poisoned dagger against the man’s neck.

“Don’t scream, or I’ll kill you!”

“Hurry up and tell me where your Armory is. Also, where does your Sect Master usually stay?”