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Chapter 1937: Soul Beast Tide, Bargaining (Part 2)

Editor: Henyee Translations

“Welcome, Ancestor Jiang!”

“Welcome, Ancestor Jiang!”

The three men bowed deeply in the void, beaming with respect.

This scene undoubtedly shocked countless observing immortals, leaving them utterly stunned.

Never had they seen anyone welcomed by the Zhetian Celestial Sect with such grandeur!

“Fellow Daoists.”

Jiang Chengxuan didn’t act arrogant in the face of such honor. He simply nodded in acknowledgment.

The man leading the group was the same emissary from Zhetian who had previously sought him out. The other two, clad in sect attire, were clearly elders of Zhetian Celestial Sect.

“Please! Our Grand Elders are already awaiting your arrival.”

Due to the urgency of the forbidden zone incident, the trio wasted no time in idle talk and directly led Jiang Chengxuan toward the sect’s interior.

Following the three, Jiang Chengxuan entered the domain of this powerful sect. From the outside, the sect resembled an inverted continent, yet walking within, it felt entirely natural.

If there was one word to describe it—magnificent.

The towering halls and cities were all forged from precious celestial materials. The sect resembled a miniature world, with myriad factions, each occupying their own territories and flourishing independently.

Immortal mists swirled, starlight flowed like rivers. As they crossed resplendent and vast territories, the buildings gradually became smaller but more awe-inspiring, guarded by fewer immortals, though all were strong.

Some cast curious glances at Jiang Chengxuan, most with polite or welcoming expressions. Yet a few bore arrogance and discontent in their eyes.

Jiang Chengxuan paid them no mind, meeting their gazes with indifference. He could guess that within Zhetian Celestial Sect itself, opinions differed on how to handle the forbidden zone.

Some likely supported bringing in outside aid for the fastest, most stable resolution. Others may have rejected the idea, unwilling to “air dirty laundry” and stain the sect’s prestige.

“We’ve arrived. Ancestor Jiang, please enter. Inside are the great figures in charge of the forbidden zone matter.”

Eventually, Jiang Chengxuan was led to a colossal structure like a cliff of white jade, carved with intricate totems and exuding a majestic pressure.

With a nod and without hesitation, he stepped through its gates.

As the grand doors opened, brilliant celestial light streamed outward, bathing everything in radiant glow.

The main hall within was hewn from white jade, with several thrones embedded deep into the platform.

Five figures already sat upon them. As Jiang Chengxuan entered, they all turned to look at him.

Without doubt, each one was at the Golden Immortal level. The two seated at the center exuded an even more powerful aura, clearly beyond early-stage Golden Immortal.

They wore the robes of Zhetian Celestial Sect and were obviously its Grand Elders.

The other three were likely the Golden Immortals whom Zhetian had painstakingly invited to aid in quelling the forbidden zone disturbance.

Among them, one figure wore a familiar smile, as if he’d been expecting this—Old Man Yunshi!

It seemed he, too, had taken a liking to something within the Zhetian Sect and accepted their plea for aid.

“Are you the Lord of Haoran, Jiang Chengxuan?”

The central elder spoke with a deep, commanding voice, echoing through the hall.

He had a lion-like mane of white hair and beard, his presence exuding natural dominance.

Jiang Chengxuan neither humbled himself nor acted proud. He calmly floated to a throne and sat down before replying,

“Indeed. Might I ask for your esteemed names?”

The others had already known of him. Upon his inquiry, each introduced themselves in turn.

“I am Zhechuan, Grand Elder of Zhetian Celestial Sect.”

“I am Zherì, also Grand Elder of Zhetian Celestial Sect.”

“I am Xianjiang Daxian, Lord of Xianjiang Sect.”

“I am Haoshen Daxian, Lord of Haoshen Sect.”

“Heh heh, there’s no need for this old man to introduce himself, is there, young friend Chengxuan?”

Jiang Chengxuan chuckled lightly and nodded, saying no more.

These were all old monsters, each with ties—close or distant—to Zhetian Celestial Sect.

“Enough with the pleasantries. Time is of the essence,” said Zhechuan solemnly.

“I believe all of you know why you were summoned.”

“If you have any questions, speak now. Otherwise, since everyone is here, we will depart for the forbidden zone at once.”

After the introductions, the elderly lion-like Zhechuan spoke gravely, wasting no time.

Everyone knew there was no need to delay. Xianjiang Daxian was first to speak, bluntly asking:

“What kind of disturbance has occurred in the Deep Earth Forbidden Zone, Elder Zhechuan? Could you elaborate?”

It was a sharp question, one that also echoed the doubts of Jiang Chengxuan and the others. All leaned in to listen.

“…One of our Golden Immortal elders went to investigate. Though severely injured, he managed to return, relying on his celestial treasure to bring back some information.”

As expected, Zhetian Celestial Sect had more detailed intelligence.

“In the Deep Earth Forbidden Zone… it appears a Soul Beast Tide has emerged!”

Zhechuan’s gaze turned sharp as he slowly spoke.

Gasps filled the hall.

Everyone had heard of it—the Soul Beast Tide.

In the records of ancient forbidden zone disturbances, this phenomenon had been documented a few times.

Even Jiang Chengxuan had read fragmented accounts in ancient tomes.

It was a terrifying anomaly where, due to some unknown cause, remnants of ancient beasts—souls from past or even future—would gather within the forbidden zone, forming a fearsome beast tide!

And the beasts that could appear in such a tide? Without exception, all were terrifying ancient species.

Their souls, corrupted by the forbidden zone’s sinister power, often mutated into horrifying new forms!

And what made it a true “tide” was the sheer quantity—countless remnant souls swarming together.

Among all known forbidden zone disturbances, Soul Beast Tides ranked among the most dangerous.

“No wonder Zhetian Celestial Sect, with all its power, still seeks outside aid,” murmured someone.

Indeed, such tides were wildly unstable. They could last for an unknown time or summon catastrophic numbers of ancient beast souls.

The best strategy was always swift annihilation—strike before the storm builds, suppress it at its source.

“Your sect is not one to act lightly. But when it does, it truly makes a splash!”

Old Man Yunshi smirked in admiration.

Zhechuan and Zherì frowned slightly, then Zhechuan added:

“This time, our Zhetian Sect will shoulder the main assault. You, honored guests, are only required to provide support.”

“As our emissaries likely informed you, we are willing to pay for your efforts. A request, a celestial treasure—whatever is fair. Please name your terms before we depart.”

Clearly, Zhechuan was both sincere and generous. His words lit up the room.

Everyone present smiled with bright eyes, clearly interested.

Anyone who had made it here was bold enough not to retreat easily.

If Zhetian was willing to pay handsomely, then what was a little risk?

“In that case, I want a Golden Immortal Treasure, and not just any kind—a weapon-type!”

Haoshen Daxian immediately blurted out, eyes gleaming with greed.

A weapon-grade Golden Immortal treasure!?

That demand was bold to the extreme, even outrageous. Several turned their heads toward Zhechuan to see how he’d respond.

“…Accepted.”

After a brief silence, Zhechuan responded without emotion.

The others drew in cold breaths—stunned.

Even Old Man Yunshi’s expression shifted slightly in amazement.

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