Imperial Dao Peak, Back Mountain.

In the flower hall of the inner courtyard, Senior Sister Xuebing Xuan, graceful and elegant, sat on a Luohan bed, studying a jade slip that emitted a radiant glow and ancient Dao Rhyme.

The jade slip contained a high-grade pill scripture, originally a gift from Tongying Emperor of the Goddess Sect to Qing Muling. Since he had no time to study it, Senior Sister took it to examine.

Meanwhile, Cheng Yulan, Qi Yalan, and Luo Wanqing were all present, each busy with their own tasks.

Cheng Yulan, dressed in a white dress as pure as snow, was handling a set of twelve array flags. The jade-colored flags, no bigger than a palm, were triangular and emitted an ancient, unfathomable aura. This was a mid-grade Postnatal Spirit Treasure, capable of trapping and killing groups of Taiyi Golden Immortal-level experts when fully deployed.

Qi Yalan, cold and noble, was pondering over a three-foot-tall bronze obelisk in front of her. The surface of the obelisk was inscribed with ancient celestial script, dragon heads, and phoenix tails, filled with sharp sword intent.

Luo Wanqing, in a tight-fitting red armor, had spread out an unknown black beast skin scroll, which recorded a body-forging secret technique of the ancient Witch Clan. The silver runes on it shimmered, accompanied by faint beast roars full of wildness.

As for Dragon Ritual Princess, Luo Qinghan, Fengxia, and Yu Binghua, they each had their own cultivation manuals and Spirit Treasures.

Since the formation of the Female Cultivator Alliance, Qing Muling had received countless precious gifts. Due to his low cultivation and tight schedule, most of these items were left unused, merely collecting dust.

However, the senior sisters had free time, so they naturally borrowed these items from their Junior Brother for study.

The benefit of resource sharing was that the senior sisters greatly benefited, further enhancing their cultivation without any shortcomings.

The improvement in their cultivation also greatly benefited Qing Muling, creating a mutually beneficial cycle.

After a long while, Cheng Yulan, ethereal and otherworldly, looked out the window and asked, “There seems to be no movement from Yunji Peak. Has the Tribulation Crossing ended?”

“Still asking? It ended three days ago!” Luo Wanqing pouted and replied irritably.

Cheng Yulan was momentarily stunned, then smiled with joy, “Then Junior Brother should come back to accompany us, right?”

Qi Yalan glanced at her and sighed, “You… Once you start studying array formations, you forget day and night. If Junior Brother gets taken away by someone else, you probably wouldn’t even notice.”

“……”

Cheng Yulan blushed slightly and smiled apologetically. This Second Senior Sister had a bit of an indoor girl and scholarly nature. When she was a core disciple, she was indifferent to everything while cultivating. It was only after meeting Qing Muling that she changed.

Nearby, Luo Huan, dressed in an ink-patterned palace dress, gently put down the talisman scripture in her hand and said softly, “Junior Brother went to Master’s cave three days ago and hasn’t returned yet. He’s probably seeking guidance on cultivation issues again.”

“Seeking guidance on cultivation issues? Heh…”

Qi Yalan snorted, “You all know what Master thinks of Junior Brother. Seeking guidance might just mean going to her chamber! Truly… shameless!”

She didn’t say the last four words out loud, merely muttering them in her heart. Despite the relationship with Junior Brother, the Third Senior Sister didn’t dare openly express dissatisfaction with Mu Yinghua, given her past authority. Angering Master could mean not seeing Junior Brother for years.

The other women agreed. Junior Brother’s Dao Rhyme was already scarce, and with Master, the greedy shark, squeezing in, he was almost drained, leaving the senior sisters with nothing. How could this not cause resentment over time?

Xuebing Xuan smiled helplessly, “This is understandable, right? To secure her position as Sect Master, Master needs to improve her cultivation more than we do. We should accommodate her for now.”

“Anyway, Junior Brother is growing fast. It won’t be long before he reaches the Xuan Immortal realm, and there will be enough Dao Rhyme for everyone.”

Luo Wanqing sneered, “That’s easy to say. But by then, more vixens will try to squeeze in, so the situation won’t change much, even if he becomes a Golden Immortal!”

Inside and outside the sect, many female immortals wanted to quickly improve their cultivation with Qing Muling’s help. They were all crafty and shameless, willing to lower themselves to seduce him, with countless tricks up their sleeves.

Dragon Ritual Princess, cold and enchanting, put down the jade pendant in her hand and said softly, “I think sisters should see it as temporary. When Junior Brother becomes a Taiyi Golden Immortal or even a Daluo-level expert, this problem will disappear.”

“Yes, I think so too,” Luo Qinghan, with charming eyes and a peach blossom face, smiled.

Given Qing Muling’s special status, it’s hard to say how many Dao Companions he will have in the future. Which female cultivator wouldn’t want to quickly improve their cultivation? And this all depends on Junior Brother.

So now, Qing Muling was surrounded by wolves, and any carelessness could lead to him being pounced on and devoured.

“Wouldn’t that mean…”

Little Phoenix Fengxia was about to speak but quickly swallowed her words, realizing it would be disrespectful.

But with the senior sisters’ understanding, they instantly grasped her meaning. When Qing Muling can help more people without being limited by his cultivation, even Quasi Holy Emperors might target him.

Don’t think it’s impossible. At least in Little Phoenix’s view, several Emperors had already set their sights on him. Once the time was right, they would eagerly act, leaving nothing for the senior sisters.

And the senior sisters could only let it happen, unable to stop it.

Say no to this? Unless one of them becomes a Quasi Holy Emperor.

Dragon Ritual Princess felt uneasy. After all, Qinghuan Emperor was her mother. Although they were not related by blood, the relationship still existed.

In the future, if Qinghuan Emperor decided to target Qing Muling for her sainthood Dao fruit, how would she handle it? Accepting the result of sharing a bed would be too humiliating.

Imagining herself working hard outside while Qinghuan Emperor cultivated with Qing Muling in the inner hall made Dragon Ritual Princess feel ashamed.

Just as Xuebing Xuan was about to speak, the pleasant sound of jingling bells rang out. The head maid, Muxin’er, entered with a joyful expression. After saluting, she reported, “Senior Sisters, Brother Qing has returned.”

The women perked up, putting down their tasks and standing up. They saw Qing Muling, dressed in a purple robe, emerge from behind the jade screen, his dark eyes filled with a hint of a smile.

“Sorry for keeping you waiting. I was busy seeking guidance from Master on cultivation issues.”

Qing Muling said warmly. Seeking guidance was a valid reason. As for the real situation, the senior sisters knew well enough, so there was no need to be too blunt.

“Heh, Junior Brother, you’re quite diligent…”

Qi Yalan responded with a half-smile, then fell silent, pulling Qing Muling to sit beside her.

Qing Muling wrapped his arm around the smooth, tight waist of the Third Senior Sister, lifting her voluptuous body onto his lap.

Although each senior sister was a peerless beauty, Qing Muling had subtle differences in his feelings for them. Besides his favorite Master, the most favored was the Third Senior Sister.

Of course, he wouldn’t say this out loud. Qing Muling kept it to himself.

“I have something important to discuss with you all.”

Seeing the subtle change in their gazes, Qing Muling quickly spoke, successfully diverting their attention.

“What do you want to say?”

Qi Yalan, her face slightly red, twisted her waist and looked at him curiously. Was this guy coming up with a new excuse to avoid sleeping?

Hmph! That was impossible. Without fulfilling his quota, he wouldn’t get away easily tonight.

But after sensing, she found Qing Muling’s energy was strong, not overexerted by Master. This made her secretly relieved, at least this time they wouldn’t go hungry.

“It’s about the sect’s founding ancestor…”

Qing Muling didn’t keep them in suspense, immediately sharing the information he got from Master, leaving the senior sisters surprised and varied in expression.

“If this news is true, does that mean the ancestors of other sects might return in the future, as long as they are alive?”

Qingchan Fairy, dressed in a deep blue rainbow-colored dress, asked with a frown.

“Completely possible!”

Qing Muling sighed. The countless medium and small forces were one thing, but those supreme Dao Lineage powers, which had dominated their regions for millions of years, had sent many experts to the upper realm in search of breakthroughs.

After all, millions of years ago, the ascension channels between the two realms were still open, making travel relatively easy. Each supreme Dao Lineage power had people ascend, differing only in numbers.

Dragon Ritual Princess said calmly, “Actually, the Dao Court had more people ascend. Mother’s lineage alone sent many Daluo-level experts and Quasi Holy Emperors. Now, with Qingyao Immortal Venerable’s example, their return is likely.”

“Yes, it’s the same for our sects,”

Holy Maiden Mu Yingshuang of Qingqiu Hall touched the jade flute in her hand, her eyes complex, “The situation in the Great Void will only get more complicated, truly… a tangled mess.”

Why would they return? To compete for the fortune and power of this realm, to achieve their Dao. But the legendary Harmony Saint Supreme Dao fruit might only be one. No one wants to give up, so what good result can there be?

The Dao is like an ocean, not in words, but in strength.

It’s foreseeable that the future Great Void will be filled with endless slaughter, blood-stained galaxies, and countless lives lost. Who knows who will laugh last?

“If our sects’ ancestors return, can this Female Cultivator Alliance continue? If they have different ideas, what should we do?”

Luo Qinghan asked a straightforward question. If the alliance split under the ancestors’ control, their position as Qing Muling’s Dao Companions would become awkward.

“What’s there to worry about,”

Qingchan Fairy pulled Qing Muling’s arm, twisting her body into his embrace, and said charmingly, “No matter what happens, I and Master will stick with Junior Brother for life!”

No matter the sect’s interests, having Qing Muling as a Dao Companion meant Daluo or even Quasi Holy Emperor Dao fruit was within reach. Why consider anything else?

Mu Yingshuang smiled softly, “Of course, we all think the same. If things get out of hand, we’ll escort Junior Brother away, ignoring their nonsense.”

“I agree!”

“I agree too!”

Dragon Ritual Princess, Luo Qinghan, Fengxia, and Yu Binghua all expressed their agreement. Having the greatest opportunity, why consider anything else?

Xuebing Xuan pondered for a while and said, “It shouldn’t come to that. Their return will take time, giving us a chance to improve our cultivation. They might not oppose us, so there’s no need to worry too much.”

The ideal outcome would be the ancestors, upon learning of Qing Muling’s existence, would be pleasantly surprised and join in, boosting the alliance’s power.

The less ideal outcome would be them targeting Qing Muling, shamelessly squeezing in?

……

Calamity Fate Palace Main Altar.

In the bronze hall, led by Baiyuan and Yuanxi Emperors, seven majestic and mysterious figures sat on their thrones, surrounded by brilliant and mysterious light, with dense Dao Rhyme flowing in the hall.

“Is everything ready?”

Baiyuan Emperor’s ethereal and authoritative voice echoed, “This mission is crucial, it must succeed! If things get urgent, be prepared to sacrifice for the greater good!”

“Yes, Emperor!”

The Heavenly Human Clan experts below bowed, including Lingxi and Zihuang.

After much discussion, following their major advance into the Great Void, the Heavenly Human Clan’s high command made a second major decision: dispatch seven Quasi Holy Emperors to raid the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace Main Altar, aiming to severely damage the sect and capture Qing Muling!

Even though Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace had allied with several female cultivator sects, there shouldn’t be more than four or five Emperors. With careful planning and an element of surprise, success was assured.