Chapter 438: The Mysterious Case of Wanhua
One month later, Wanhuayuan.
This is the mountain gate of Wanhuamen. It is a vast hilly area, dotted with thousands of beautiful peaks of various sizes. There are exotic flowers and plants everywhere, and bright flower forests everywhere. Flowers bloom all year round, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing all year round.
Just like Qianhong City and Hanyue Temple, this Wanhua Plain is full of exquisite palaces and pavilions, decorated in the utmost luxury and romance. There are countless banquets and endless singing and dancing all day long. Talented scholars, beautiful ladies, long-time demons, and moral gentlemen, all kinds of people gather here, and the chaotic atmosphere is difficult to describe in words.
This is also the only mountain gate hall in Yuanlingtian that does not have any formation defense.
What kind of restrictions are needed?
Even if they were the most brutal old demons, were they crazy and stupid enough to come and hurt these beautiful disciples of the Wanhua Sect, whose connections extended to most of the Yuanling Heaven? Not to mention, even they themselves, or their descendants and disciples, were accompanied by the delicate girls of the Wanhua Sect?
Therefore, Wanhua Gate does not need to be defended.
Therefore, Madam Wu Tan sent out an invitation, saying that she wanted to discuss the important matter of Wanhua Sect's expedition to Jishengtian, and invited relatives and friends from all parties to come and discuss the plan together. At once, there was a movement in all directions, and countless sect elites, children of aristocratic families, independent cultivators, demon leaders, and masters of Taoism all rushed over.
Even... some hypocritical old monsters who had great reputations in both the good and evil ways of Yuanlingtian secretly asked Madam Wutan. After knowing that Lord Wu Yi would not appear at the venue this time, they all rushed over in a hurry.
Among them is a perverted old man who specializes in fortune-telling, confusing people, and covering up his whereabouts.
After receiving the invitation, this crazy old man ran to Wanhuayuan in just three days. He flattered Madam Wutan and gave her a heavy apology. Then he followed Madam Wutan closely for more than half a month, and his attentive service attracted countless people's attention.
The so-called old bootlicker, the upside-down old man has interpreted the essence of this profession to the extreme.
But he was so afraid of Lord Wuqi. He just helped Lord Wuqi to trick Lady Wutan. How could he still have the nerve and courage to do such a thing?
"Lust is a steel knife that scrapes bones, the ancients were not deceiving me!" Lu Yi muttered in a low voice, feeling the increasingly strong aura of desire in the mountain in front of Wanhuayuan. With a light wave of his left hand, the girl in front of him, who looked like a 28-year-old girl, but was actually over 10,000 years old, the ancestor who had overthrown Hanyue Temple and sent Wanhua Sect to the top 100 powerful sects in Yuanlingtian, rolled her eyes and was taken into the Little Vajra Xumi Mountain.
No matter how careful you are, you can never guard against a thief within your own home.
The ancestor of the Wanhua Sect, named Linglong Patriarch, has already reached the level of a half-step celestial being.
But Lu Yi didn't even make a move, and had no idea how powerful the ancestor who was half a step away from heaven was, before Ancestor Linglong was knocked down by the wine and food sent by Madam Wutan.
The old lady is over 10,000 years old. She calls herself a secluded lady who practices cultivation, explores the infinite way of heaven, and strives to break through the realm of heaven and man. She also likes fine wine, delicious food, and beautiful clothes all day long.
In the retreat, all kinds of expensive spices were burned like smoked bacon, and there were handsome monks carefully selected from Hanyue Temple to take care of him. Every day, he had to enjoy various indescribable weird things such as the Heavenly Demon Dance...
Even with this, why do you need to go into seclusion or practice Taoism?
In short, Madam Linglong's emotions are much stronger than those of ordinary mortals.
Therefore, it was too easy to do something bad to her.
In just seven days, a set of extremely high-grade and powerful mixed poison that Madam Wu Tan got from an old lover was integrated into Linglong Patriarch's body. After the drug took effect, Madam Wu Tan personally carried a big stick and hit Linglong Patriarch on the back of her head from behind...
Thus, the most powerful ancestor of Wanhua Sect, who led the entire sect to rise, was suppressed in the Small Vajra Sumeru Mountain.
Millions of Taoist monks chanted the Buddha's name in unison, and pure Buddhist mysteries rushed towards the unconscious Linglong Patriarch like a golden torrent.
Poor old ancestor Linglong was knocked down by the most trusted and most valued junior. He was now completely powerless to resist, his body lying on the top of the Little Vajra Mount Sumeru, twitching . His soul, which was originally pink and emitting red smoke, was washed into light gold over and over again.
After Linglong Patriarch, there are Qiqiao Patriarch, Lianyue Patriarch, and Shuixian Patriarch...
After Madam Wu Tan sent out the invitations, within just half a month, all the top leaders of Wanhua Sect were captured by Lu Yi.
There was no fight, no one fought back. The ancestors of the Wanhua Sect, who were captured alive by Lu Yi and converted to Daobing monks, had no precautions or vigilance, and just "turned over a new leaf" and "turned over a new leaf" without any reason.
Standing on the top of the mountain where Ancestor Linglong practiced in seclusion, overlooking the Wanhua Plain with its lights, wine, women and smoke, Lu Yi could only sigh that it was not war's fault.
These high-ranking officials of Wanhua Sect...when have they ever fought?
Do they have any experience in the underworld?
Have they ever experienced a life-and-death struggle?
In short... Lu Yi felt quite unfulfilled bullying these old ladies.
However, since he had already taken action, Lu Yi was not the kind of person who had a saintly mentality and was soft-hearted. Following the roots of a group of Wanhuamen ancestors, he extended his influence down little by little, and one after another, the wives who were in high positions and lived a life of luxury in Wanhuamen became Lu Yi's Buddhist disciples.
Subsequently, secret vaults of the Wanhua Sect were opened one after another, and mountains of cultivation resources were continuously sent into the Little Vajra Mount Sumeru.
In the Little Vajra Mount Sumeru, the cultivation level of countless Taoist monks has been greatly improved because of the Buddhist Sound Hall. What they lack at the moment is the magical power.
All these cultivation resources were burned up on the Small Vajra Mount Sumeru and transformed into enormous magic power which was injected into the bodies of these Taoist monks, completely consolidating their realm and improving their cultivation.
By the way, the top leaders of Wanhua Sect kept issuing orders, and the secular vassals of Wanhua Sect, those immortal dynasties, imperial dynasties, and kingdoms, all hurriedly moved out countless resources and sent out almost the entire country's elite troops, which were commanded by masters from the aristocratic families and sent to Wanhua Plain.
Naturally, these resources, these troops, and these masters were all accepted by Lu Yi.
After all, it is a powerful sect ranked in the top 100 of Yuanlingtian. Although Wanhua Sect’s actual combat power is a little lacking, the resources they control are worthy of their ranking, and even exceed it.
Thus, the day mentioned in Lady Wutan’s invitation arrived.
In the main hall of the Wanhua Sect, thousands of masters with eerie auras gathered, demons danced wildly, and all the wise men gathered... Outside the main hall, in various palaces and pavilions, according to seniority, strength, background, reputation, etc., countless cultivators of all sizes enjoyed the diligent service of the Wanhua Sect disciples.
In the main hall, the air was filled with smoke, and nearly a thousand disciples of the Wanhua Sect were performing the Wild Demon Dance.
There were also sounds of stringed instruments, heavenly singing, flocks of birds with clear calls circling above the hall, and countless petals flying around the hall in the wind.
Madam Wutan held the wine cup and talked with a group of senior masters who had the highest status, the strongest strength and the most notorious reputations. Seeing them all drink the wine in the cup, she smiled with ease and satisfaction.
"In this way, we are all one family from now on. Hehe, fellow Taoists, you are in for a good thing."
The hall immediately fell silent. Several old demons, old monsters whose reputation, strength, and brutality were no less than that of Lord Wu, stood up together and looked at Madam Wutan with sharp eyes.
"Utan, there's something wrong with what you said."
"It tastes wrong...what do you want to do?"
“Well, your Wanhua Sect is a big family with great wealth, and it’s true that you are on good terms with fellow Taoists from all directions… But in terms of combat power, hehe, your Wanhua Sect cannot withstand the joint attack of all the guests today!”
"Utan, don't make the mistake... What did you do? What did you want to do? You..."
Suddenly, the blood boiling on the faces of these old monsters, they groaned, and sat cross-legged on the ground. A layer of white mist rose above their heads, their faces twitched, and they stared at Madam Wu Tan as if they had seen a ghost.
Some people even hurriedly took out detoxification pills and stuffed them into their mouths.
But how could it be too late?
The mixture of deadly poisons administered by Lady Wutan gradually invaded the bodies of the many guests present during this month... In the end, all that was missing was this glass of good wine as a medicine inducer.
Once this mixture of deadly poisons explodes, even the Linglong Patriarch who is at the half-step heavenly realm will be affected. No matter how high the cultivation base of the group of old monsters present is, they are only about the same level as the Linglong Patriarch.
A low roar was heard.
There was a bright yellow light between heaven and earth, and the Wu Earth Hidden Thunder Net obtained from Wu Yigong rose slowly, enveloping the entire Wanhuayuan.
Dozens of the most powerful old monsters shouted in unison and flew into the sky one by one.
"Mr. Wu, what do you want to do by colluding with your mistress?" A great demon who was familiar with Mr. Wu shouted angrily.
Countless majestic monks in monk robes with bare chests appeared above the Thunder Net. They guarded the key positions, and then a tide of magic power continued to pour into the Thunder Net.
The number of Taoist monks under Lu Yi's command is astonishing, and the total amount of their magical power is an astronomical figure.
The God King was driven by infinite magic power. Three thousand six hundred yellow dragon heads slowly emerged, and when they opened their mouths, a large amount of divine light of earth fell.
Dahuang appeared at the core of the divine net, with endless earth power injected into his body. At this moment, the fat and strong yellow dog had transformed into a pure yellow unicorn.
With a roar towards the sky, under the guidance of Dahuang, the divine light of Wu Earth condensed into huge mountains and smashed down on his head.
Dozens of old demons were hit so hard that they vomited blood. They held their stomachs and fell to the ground weakly. They were captured by the formation set up by Lu Yi.
After a night of turmoil, all the flowers were gone.
From palaces and pavilions to disciples and followers, and even all the resources for cultivation, everything was completely emptied out.
Along with important strongholds such as Hanyue Temple under the Wanhua Sect, as well as peripheral strongholds such as Qianhong City, all disciples and all resources disappeared completely.
The Wanhua Sect disappeared from Yuanlingtian from then on, and only its former reputation for romance was passed down by word of mouth among countless cultivators.
