### Chapter 23: A Storm Gathers, Bloodbath at the bl**d Spirit Sect!
In the Liyue Celestial Dynasty!
Ye Qingge sat on the imperial throne, her face as cold as ice, exuding a palpable aura of murderous intent.
Within the Immortal Assembly Hall, the ministers wore solemn expressions, completely baffled by the sudden outburst of the Empress. Moments ago, they were all peacefully enjoying a diary reading together. What could have caused her fury?
Could it be because of the Eternal Emperor’s diary?
Prime Minister Gong Yangmu conjectured, “Could it be that the Eternal Emperor suspected an ambush by the bl**d Spirit Sect and got himself a little hurt…”
“And that’s why Her Majesty is so enraged!”
Once Gong Yangmu had that thought, he dared not explore further. But he knew that between the Empress and the Emperor, there must be an unspoken secret. If that were the case, it couldn’t bode well for the Liyue Celestial Dynasty.
Understanding this crucial point, Gong Yangmu resolved to exercise extreme caution with anything relating to the Eternal Emperor in the future. He did not want to provoke the Empress—or he would end up not knowing how he met his demise.
Ye Qingge’s face was frosty, her thoughts clearly elsewhere as she commanded, “Dismissed!”
With that, she turned and returned to her palace.
Moments later…
“d*mn it!”
“How dare they hurt my man!”
Still simmering with anger, Ye Qingge turned to an elderly woman by her side and instructed, “Send a message to Zhao Shanhe. I want the bl**d Spirit Sect to be a river of bl**d, with not a single chicken or dog left alive!”
“Even the beasts raised by the sect—slaughter them all!”
The old woman’s expression turned grave as she promptly bowed and withdrew, taking out a transmission talisman to communicate the royal decree to Zhao Shanhe of the Xuan Bird Guard.
After finishing this, Ye Qingge finally calmed down a bit but then felt a twinge of apprehension, thinking, “Thank goodness that guy is clever enough not to get killed. Otherwise, how would I ever run into him again?”
With that, she pulled out a little leather doll and began to pinch and poke it.
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At the Jade Pool Sacred Land.
Yuan Ruoyu looked at the newly exposed diary and was fuming with rage. If it weren’t so far away and inconvenient for her to leave the sacred land, she would have wanted to take matters into her own hands!
“d*mn it!”
“They even dare to destroy the protective soft armor I sent to my lover! I will make them pay a bloody price!”
Muttering under her breath, Yuan Ruoyu activated the sacred land’s communication secret method to send orders to Liu Piaopiao far away in the Azure Prefecture.
———
At the ancient family of cultivation, the Pei Family.
Current patriarch Pei Xuanzhen was furious, his voice like thunder as he proclaimed, “The Eternal Emperor has been kind to our Pei family!”
“Now that such a matter has exploded, how can we, the Pei family, just stand by? Immediately dispatch our elite to annihilate the bl**d Spirit Sect!”
Within the hall, the elder members of the family nodded in agreement. To them, this was nothing but a trivial matter—a small sect in the southern region of the Azure Prefecture.
Annihilate them? Why not? Even without the Eternal Emperor’s past kindness to their family, doing so could forge a bond with the Emperor!
At that moment, Pei family disciples stationed in the Azure Prefecture received the command to march on the bl**d Spirit Sect.
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In addition to these families, numerous sects and clans began to mobilize. Some had connections with the Eternal Emperor, while others were purely admirers hoping to build a good relationship.
Of course, there were also opportunists jumping in to stir the pot.
Local sects in the southern region of the Azure Prefecture caught wind of the commotion. Some had already suffered oppression from the bl**d Spirit Sect and weren’t about to miss this golden opportunity.
Xuanqing Sect.
Yan Changkong led a group of elders and elite disciples, sharpening their blades and gearing up for a pre-battle pep talk. It had been a long time since their sect had engaged in a large-scale conflict.
This battle needed to display their might! After all, they couldn’t let down the legendary image of Lin Feng, their ancestor!
“Let’s go! Take down the bl**d Spirit Sect and then we’ll check out the rest of the diary!”
After all, there were still two entries of that diary they hadn’t seen!
Yan Changkong led his crew and soared into the air, merging into a massive force heading straight for the bl**d Spirit Sect.
At that moment, they noticed something!
Along the way, many other sect members and rogue cultivators were also heading toward the bl**d Spirit Sect. Their intentions were all too clear!
Terrifying figures were whizzing through the sky like locusts, frantically converging on the bl**d Spirit Sect’s location.
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Meanwhile, at the bl**d Spirit Sect!
Yan Shan looked at the diary’s contents, his face dark and terrifying.
A killing intent surged forth, overwhelming all.
“The Eternal Emperor! So it’s you who killed my Yu’er!”
Six thousand years ago, Yan Shan was merely a hall master of the bl**d Spirit Sect, with only Yan Yu as his sole son. However, one day, after Yan Yu went out, he vanished without a trace. No body, no nothing.
No matter how much effort Yan Shan put into investigating, he found not a single clue. He realized that Yan Yu had most likely met a grim fate.
Initially, Yan Shan thought it was likely his enemies who did it—after all, he had quite a few foes.
Only after the diary surfaced did he realize it was the handiwork of the Eternal Emperor!
Had he discovered the truth back then, he wouldn’t have feared Lin Feng at all! Even if it meant battling the Xuanqing Sect directly, he would not hesitate.
But now, with Lin Feng being the Emperor, what could he possibly do?
Down below, the elders of the bl**d Spirit Sect exchanged glances, concern etching their faces.
The Grand Elder, Lei Lie, couldn’t help but remind, “Master, perhaps we should think about how to deal with this aftermath!”
Saying that, he wore a troubled expression. The bl**d Spirit Sect had always hoped that the last Emperor’s diary would bring them some fame.
And now that they finally had their chance, it had turned into a disaster instead.
Realizing the crucial point, Yan Shan calmed his thoughts and began to tremble in fear. His eyes flickered with determination, yet he could find no solution!
At that moment, cultivators above the Core Formation stage in the bl**d Spirit Sect sensed an incoming threat, their expressions shifting in shock.
They could feel countless powerful auras rapidly approaching, like an unstoppable avalanche.
There was no concealing the hostility directed at them; waves of divine consciousness were already probing the bl**d Spirit Sect’s every nook and cranny.
Yan Shan was shaken; any thought of escape disappeared.
With so many powerhouses closing in from all directions, there was no way, even at his combined stage, that he could flee.
Grinding his teeth, Yan Shan’s eyes gleamed fiercely. “Prepare for battle! There’s no escape; we fight to the d*ath!”
“Exactly!”
“Activate the protective formation and fight with all we’ve got!”
The Grand Elder lei Lie immediately agreed, but in his heart, he thought that these people’s target was definitely Yan Shan.
As long as chaos erupted, they might just find a chance to escape!
The bl**d Spirit Sect clearly was not a place they could linger any longer…
These ancient cultivators, having practiced for hundreds or thousands of years, weren’t fools.
When trouble strikes, preserving one’s life is the ultimate priority.
“Caw—”
Suddenly, a loud and piercing cry echoed in the sky.
A giant Xuan Bird, engulfed in flames, spread its wings and appeared above the bl**d Spirit Sect.
Boom!
In the next instant, the temperature of the entire area within dozens of miles surged to unbearable levels.
The bl**d Spirit Sect was in the direct line of fire; all the plants and trees within their gates swiftly withered, the rivers evaporated, and the ground cracked.
Moments later, dozens of Xuan Birds flew like flaming projectiles from the horizon, zooming in!
The already terrifying heatwave swept over the bl**d Spirit Sect, quickly leading to wails and cries as disciples with lower cultivation levels were charred to d*ath.
Zhao Shanhe, the leader of the Xuan Bird Guard, looked coldly at the scene below, his long blade drawn, eyes indifferent as he declared:
“Her Majesty orders: cleanse the bl**d Spirit Sect with bl**d!”
