When they saw David come out, followed by Su Qingyuan, whose complexion was rosy and whose cultivation had obviously increased, both of them lit up.
“Sister Su, you’re completely healed!”
Ling Xiyue happily went up to her, took Su Qingyuan’s hand and looked her up and down, “And this cultivation level I feel like you’re much stronger than before?”
Su Qingyuan smiled slightly, revealing a rare gentleness: “Thanks to David.”
Jiang Xuelan stepped forward and said gently, “Congratulations on your recovery, Miss Su. Are you going to seek revenge next?”
“right.”
David took over the conversation, his expression becoming more serious. “You two go first to cultivate in the Demon Suppression Tower and improve your cultivation. We’ll take you out of the tower after we’ve wiped out those sects.”
Jiang Xuelan and Ling Xiyue both knew that their cultivation was insufficient, and this was not the time to be willful, so they both nodded in agreement.
David sent the two into the Demon Suppression Tower and then set up a concealment barrier outside the tower to ensure that nothing went wrong.
After doing all this, he turned to look at Su Qingyuan, his carefree smile returning to his face.
“Let’s go, Miss Su.”
He stretched out his hand, “From today onwards, the two of us will be the death knells of this twenty-seventh heaven. Those sects that owe the Myriad Laws Heavenly Palace a blood debt will not be able to escape.”
Su Qingyuan looked at the outstretched hand in front of her and, without hesitation, gently grasped it.
“Okay,” she said. “None of them will get away.”
David led Su Qingyuan toward Wandao City, starting with the area around Wandao City.
Xuanling Ancient Sect is a renowned first-class sect in the vicinity of Wandao City. It has a profound foundation and a history of ten thousand years. The sect has more than ten elders at the seventh level of Immortal Lord, and the sect leader is an absolute powerhouse at the peak of the eighth level of Immortal Lord.
Back then, when the Dry Bone Sect rallied various sects to besiege the Myriad Laws Heavenly Palace, the Profound Spirit Ancient Sect was one of the first to charge forward.
In that battle, the Xuanling Ancient Sect mobilized all its elders, slaughtered over a hundred disciples of the Wanfa Heavenly Palace, and plundered a large number of the sect’s treasures.
Therefore, the first target that David and Su Qingyuan approached was the Xuanling Ancient Sect.
Two disciples guarding the mountain gate of the Xuanling Ancient Sect were chatting idly.
They never imagined that a young man dressed in a blue robe, whose cultivation level appeared to be only at the first rank of Immortal Lord, would lead a woman in white and swagger to the mountain gate.
“Halt! Who goes there?”
The disciples guarding the mountain stopped him, sizing David up and down with disdain in their eyes. “Where did this rogue cultivator come from? Don’t you know this is the Xuanling Ancient Sect? Is this a place you can just trespass on?”
David tilted his head, looking completely innocent: “I know. I just came to chat with your sect leader.”
“chat?”
The disciple guarding the mountain sneered, “Who do you think you are, daring to meet our sect leader? Get lost, or you’ll only make a fool of yourself.”
David sighed and turned to Su Qingyuan, saying, “You see, I told you people these days like to look down on others.”
Su Qingyuan couldn’t help but chuckle and softly hummed in agreement.
David turned back, the smile still on his face, but his eyes had faded a bit: “Send a message to your sect leader, saying that the people from the Myriad Laws Heavenly Palace have arrived, and that he should return everything he stole and everyone he killed. If he refuses, I’ll go in and get it myself.”
“The Palace of Ten Thousand Laws?”
The disciples guarding the mountain were taken aback at first, then burst into laughter, “The Myriad Laws Heavenly Palace was destroyed long ago! What remnant would dare to—”
Before he could finish speaking, he was sent flying.
David didn’t even have to lift a finger; with a casual flick of his wrist, an invisible force sent the two mountain-guarding disciples flying backward, crashing into the stone pillars of the mountain gate, and instantly losing consciousness.
“If you refuse a toast, you’ll have to drink a penalty shot.”
David clapped his hands and stepped inside. “Miss Su, please. Let’s go in and cause a scene.”
With the mountain gate breached, the Xuanling Ancient Sect was instantly thrown into chaos.
The bell tolled, alarms were raised, and a large number of disciples poured out from all directions, surrounding David and Su Qingyuan.
“You audacious scoundrel! How dare you trespass into my Xuanling Ancient Sect!”
A middle-aged deacon shouted sternly, “State your name, or I’ll spare your life!”
David stopped, looked around at the dense crowd, and suddenly grinned: “My name is David. You may not have heard of this name, but I can remind you—the Myriad Laws Heavenly Palace was destroyed by the Dry Bone Sect in conjunction with you, right?”
The middle-aged deacon’s expression changed: “Youyou are a remnant of the Myriad Laws Heavenly Palace?”
“They’re not really remnants; at most, they’re just here to collect a debt.”
David shrugged. “I’ll give your sect leader the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to come out and see me. If he doesn’t come out after that time, I’ll go find him myself.”