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    Until the Core Formation cultivator felt every hair on the back of his neck stand on end, and in a daze, sensed that everyone in the hall, even the pillars, were watching him with a mocking smile, Wei Sheng Xian finally spoke slowly.

    “Core Formation Daoist, you being able to come to the Micro-Snow Palace means you must be a somewhat prominent figure in the Dao Sect. In that case, I have a few questions,” Wei Sheng Xian said.

    The ever-gentle and smiling eyes of the young Daoist gradually lost their smile, revealing a faint chill.

    Maintaining his composure, the Core Formation cultivator said, “Please ask.”

    “If someone from my palace follows your sect into the Ghost Realm and dies, how will that be accounted for?”

    How else could it be accounted for?

    “Exploring the outer realms has always been a matter of taking risks to seek opportunities. If there are gains, our Upper Purity Mountain will naturally offer our congratulations. If dangers are encountered, the Upper Purity Mountain will also provide assistance to the best of our ability,” the Core Formation cultivator said. “If it is truly beyond help and even immortals cannot save the situation, then that is all that can be done.”

    “If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, how can you catch the tiger’s cubs? As the Palace Master of a sect, Dao friend Wei Sheng Xian, you naturally understand this principle. It is a mutually willing affair. If one does not wish to go, no one will force them with swords and blades—if you do not wish for your disciples to be lost within, your palace simply does not have to go.”

    Coming all this way was truly a waste of goodwill.

    “Oh? But Dao friend has traveled thousands of miles to deliver tokens of invitation. If we do not go, wouldn’t it seem as if we don’t appreciate the gesture? —Your sect wouldn’t hold a grudge against my palace, would it?”

    What kind of talk is this!

    The Core Formation cultivator: “Palace Master Wei Sheng Xian is free to decide. My sect is the leader of the immortal sects, how could we be so calculating?”

    “I see.” Wei Sheng Xian looked at the Core Formation cultivator, as if suddenly understanding something, “Then the recent events of someone burying Yin-Yang Dao talismans in the four directions of my Green Mountains, attracting ghosts and causing disaster to the people, attempting to drag my palace into this murky Ghost Realm water—I presume this was not done by your sect.”

    As he said this, his dark eyes were intently focused, and the aura around him suddenly intensified!

    The Core Formation cultivator jolted, and a chill ran down his spine.

    How could he feel such suppression with only one major realm of difference?

    But what is Palace Master Wei Sheng Xian saying? What talismans, what disaster to the people—I never heard my teachers mention this before coming! What past grievances are these?

    The Core Formation cultivator abruptly raised his voice, “Absolutely not!”

    As the words fell, he noticed that someone in the hall finally began to look at him.

    The gazes, some calm, some indifferent, landed on him, like dense clouds overhead, as if he were being dissected and scrutinized, skin and bones, making him wish he could escape immediately!

    Sweat was already pouring down the Core Formation cultivator’s forehead.

    If he had known this would happen, it would have been better if they hadn’t looked at him at all.

    What Micro-Snow Palace, it’s a demon’s lair. From now on, let whoever wants to come, come!

    Wei Sheng Xian: “Since Dao friend says there is absolutely no such thing, then I suppose not. Forgive me, forgive me, then this Daoist will continue to ask questions, shall I?”

    What else is there to ask?

    At that moment, the Core Formation cultivator felt as if he had returned to the beginning of his cultivation journey, trembling as he faced an immortal and was questioned about his Dao heart.

    A ridiculous idea suddenly surfaced in his mind—could it be that Palace Master Wei Sheng Xian is not in the Integration Stage at all, but higher?

    Impossible. How could there be such a young Tribulation Transcendence cultivator?

    When the Core Formation cultivator did not answer, Wei Sheng Xian asked directly.

    “If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, how can you catch the tiger’s cubs? I deeply agree with Dao friend’s words. Then, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, if someone from my palace follows your sect into the Ghost Realm, must they listen to your sect’s orders? What if they are unwilling to listen? If your sect knows there is danger and uses the lives of my palace’s people as stepping stones, what then?”

    “Palace Master Wei Sheng Xian, I address you as Dao friend, why do you make such heart-wrenching remarks?” The Core Formation cultivator’s face was filled with anger, “Over the years, our Upper Purity Mountain has explored many secret realms as the leader of the immortal sects. When have you ever heard of such a thing happening? This secret exploration of the Ghost Realm is for the sake of the Heavenly Dao and all living beings, for the survival of the human realm. If your palace is unwilling to go, then don’t go. If you are unwilling to listen to orders, then don’t listen and leave as you please. There is no need to ask further!”

    “In that case, I have judged a gentleman’s heart with the mind of a petty man.” Wei Sheng Xian said, “Core Formation Dao friend, Wei Sheng has one last question.”

    “—The Upper Purity Mountain’s main sect is exploring the Ghost Realm, saying it is to investigate the cause and eliminate the disaster, is that so?”

    “If not, what else could it be?”

    Hearing these words, a faint smile finally returned to Wei Sheng Xian’s eyes. His eyes were originally somewhat peach-shaped, but now they looked like bottomless wells, where if you threw a stone in, you wouldn’t hear the sound of it landing for a long time.

    In the silent hall, only Wei Sheng Xian’s slow voice could be heard asking, “Is that truly so, or falsely so?”

    Ye Zhuo slowly raised his eyes, looking at the Core Formation cultivator.

    Rarely seeing such a look of wanting to watch the excitement on this person’s face, Li Yuan naturally crossed his arms casually and continued to look over there as well.

    After a brief silence, the Core Formation cultivator slammed the table and stood up.

    His face flushed, and he was furious, “Asking this question again and again, Wei Sheng Xian, what exactly is your intention? What is the intention of the entire Micro-Snow Palace?”

    “Wei Sheng… Xian?” Wei Sheng Xian looked at him with a smile, repeating his own name.

    The next moment, his expression turned icy cold, the smile completely vanished, and the unsheathed wooden sword pointed directly at the Core Formation cultivator’s throat!

    “A mere Core Formation, an unknown person—who allowed you to address me by my name?”

    At that moment, it was as if a thunderclap suddenly erupted above the hall, the sound rumbling.

    And the cold killing intent on that sword made people feel terrified and shocked!

    The Core Formation cultivator did not dare to move even a fraction.

    His eyes were fixed on Wei Sheng Xian.

    Around this young Daoist, countless invisible meridians, like the warp and weft of the heavens, slowly took shape, with the sun and moon traversing the sky, rivers flowing across the earth, and the cycle of all things.

    His majesty was like a mountain, his vastness like heaven and earth.

    The fear and terror in his heart suffocated him.

    This was the Domain of the Great Dao.

    And before him, was a Tribulation Transcendence True Man.

    Looking at the seemingly natural Dao rhythm, it was definitely not the initial stage of Tribulation Transcendence.

    The Core Formation cultivator’s legs suddenly went weak. He, who had originally slammed the table and stood up, suddenly fell back, caught by his original chair. He gripped the armrests and leaned against the back of the chair, gasping for breath in a disheveled state.

    The tip of the sword was still pointing at him.

    The Core Formation True Man saw that new branches had gradually grown on the wooden sword, winding and encircling, and a small, smoky pink flower resembling a lotus and a peach blossomed at the hilt.

    Such gentle spring rain, such chilling killing intent.

    Also like Wei Sheng Xian’s gentle voice.

    “As a Core Formation junior, addressing a True Man by their name is a great disrespect according to the rules of your Dao Sect. If I kill you, do you have any objections?”

    “I…” The Core Formation cultivator’s mind went blank.

    Regardless of the past reasons, for a Tribulation Transcendence True Man, addressing him as “Dao friend” was already an offense, let alone angrily calling him by his name.

    “But I… did not know the Palace Master’s cultivation level,” he said, “I am an envoy from the Dao Sect—”

    “Only those who visit superiors are envoys. You claim to be an upper sect, but has my Micro-Snow Palace ever acknowledged that?” Wei Sheng Xian stared at the Core Formation True Man, “This Palace Master asks again, the Upper Purity Mountain’s trip is to reject the Ghost Realm for the sake of the human realm, to eliminate disaster, is that true or false?”

    “True!” The Core Formation True Man blurted out, “Absolutely true!”

    “Is that so?” Wei Sheng Xian looked directly into his eyes, “But the ten thousand blood demons in the Smoked Sky Small Realm, who invade the human realm every year during the realm’s intersection in June, why is it that your Upper Purity Mountain has been trying to exterminate them year after year but can’t finish the job? Why is it that my Micro-Snow Palace’s Second Palace Master Ye alone with his sword flattened them all two years ago?”

    Hearing this, Li Yuan couldn’t help but be interested. Killing ten thousand blood demons was so splendid, how come this person never mentioned it to him?

    Immediately, he focused his attention on the Core Formation cultivator, waiting for his explanation.

    The Core Formation cultivator only felt the pressure on him increase even more.

    The Palace Master Wei Sheng Xian, however, did not give an inch, becoming increasingly aggressive.

    “Why have we never heard you say that he eliminated disaster and brought peace to the human realm after this event, why are there instead rumors spreading everywhere saying that my Second Palace Master Ye is a Heavenly Star of Calamity?”

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