Chapter 4153 Looming Threat?
Chapter 4153 Looming Threat?
The next day, Stella teleported to where Nightveil was.
"Iris, these sect members nearby are doing stupid investigations because they detected the heaven and earth energy thinning out above the mountain. After all, our mini-realm engulfs a lot of heaven and earth energy from the outside apart from me, generating my own energy here."
Stella complained with a pout, causing Nightveil to glance at Mingzhi, who merely smiled.
Nightveil nodded and then returned her gaze to Stella.
"This was already foreseen, Stella. They won't find anything. Leave them be."
"But… but they have a Level Three Autarch who appears to be a Mystic Diviner among them who came to investigate this issue."
"Mhm?"
Nightveil and Mingzhi both reacted at the same time.
Has a supreme genius Mystic Diviner, finally caught up to them? It was said they were looking all over the realms near the Obsidian Crystal Turtle Minor Realm and Eternal Twilight Lower Realm, so it was possible that sooner or later, they would finally come here, but this soon?
Could it be that the fact that Davis announced that he could be in the Whispering Wildlands Lower Realm and eight other Lower Realm gave these supreme genius Mystic Diviners finally the clue they needed to discover him?
"Don't do anything," Mingzhi said. She was an avatar while the main body was resting inside her own chamber elsewhere.
This was the Intelligence Department's chamber.
"Continue to monitor them." Mingzhi continued, "It is common practice for sects to hire a genius or a Mystic Diviner who is passing by to check or divine the risks of a nearby anomaly such as this unstable spatial-attributed mountain filled with countless dangers. Our mini-realm is firmly protected by Tia and Andiron's karmic veils, so there is little need to worry."
"Okay~" Stella could only nod.
She would rather uproot the entire sect that was nearby, but that might fully expose them.
After Stella left, Mingzhi and Nightveil pondered on the seriousness of the situation, wondering if they should disturb Davis.
This place, the Second Void Dust Sanctuary, was situated in an area called the Vast Quake Mountains, and the nearby sect was called the Quake Fist Sect. They were mostly spatial-attributed cultivators, but their aptitude was far less considering they were a secluded sect with few members. From what they heard, it only had two Early Stage Autarchs and one Mid Stage Autarch, most likely an old coot who was near the grave.
They shouldn't pose much danger. However, the introduction of this new supreme genius, who was apparently a Mystic Diviner, might rattle their home. It was difficult to tell what would happen, but they knew their karmic defenses were finally being put to the test from a point that was so close.
A few minutes later, Mingzhi made her decision.
"No need to inform darling. He's quite busy with Tina and Dalila. I won't make the mistake of disturbing them when I know I would hate being bothered during a dual cultivation session."
"…" Nightveil's cheeks quickly reddened, "Is that really something you should mention?"
She looked at her as though it was inappropriate.
"You're not exactly an outsider, Fairy Iris~" Mingzhi giggled, leaving Nightveil speechless.
Meanwhile, Mingzhi could only wonder how a spirit like Nightveil could be as shy as a maiden. Regardless, she loved teasing people and watching them lose their composure.
"Keep the Reaper Soul Legion ready for any sort of situation, and keep Illumina on the hotline."
"Sure." Nightveil nodded.
It seemed she understood what Mingzhi meant by the hotline. The two of them began making a few more preparations for a situation that may or may not become something untoward.
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High above the whispering windswept plains, a grand flying palace hung suspended like a great stone cloud. It was like an island by itself.
Near the very center, its grand halls resounded with the weight of silence as twelve solemn Grand Elders slowly walked and gathered around their master, who was seated upon his throne in the central palace.
He was a tall, middle-aged man with rugged features. His nose was sharp, and his amber eyes large and bright, seemingly capable of looking through all facades. Clad in emerald-black robes, he appeared fairly imposing.
He was none other than the Whispering Wildlands Realm Master.
The Realm Master's eyes seemed to pierce through the shadows that filled the chamber, his gaze piercing into the hearts of those who stood before him. He slowly panned his gaze, his focus staying on one particular Grand Elder for a few seconds each time before moving on to the other.
"Do you know why I gathered you all?"
Finally, he asked, his voice resounding like a booming bell that made the Grand Elders shudder.
"Realm Master, I suspect it is because the Divine Emperor of Death listed our Whispering Wildlands Lower Realm as a realm that he could be hiding in."
"Right." The Realm Master solemnly nodded, "I imagine that one of you encountered him or his allies and somehow offended him. Otherwise, why would he list our realm and even possibly target our Realm Core?"
He raised his brows, looking at their expressions as though he was a hawk looking to prey on them.
The Grand Elders merely looked at each other, wondering if one of them had met with that calamity. However, they all looked clueless as ever.
"Hmph!"
The Realm Master snorted, "If you haven't met that calamity, fine. However, if you're hiding this kind of encounter and later it was revealed that one of you made a steep mistake, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"We would never hide anything from you, Realm Master." The Second Grand Elder uttered, his voice hoarse and appearance old while he trembled as though he was on the brink of shattering, "It is possible that the Divine Emperor of Death simply mentioned our realm's name to throw the Heaven's Warriors off."
"I don't think so." The Realm Master squinted his eyes, "Our realm is one of the most lawless places in the Lower Realms. We always placed our bets on the freedom of the powers here to do whatever they wanted, and it has been lucrative so far with us managing to gain a portion of their plunders through the taxation system and settling things when things go too far. We have eyes and ears nearly everywhere in this realm, so it is difficult to hide from us, but the fact that we haven't found a single whisper of the Divine Emperor of Death's name is odd in itself."
"…"
The Grand Elders could only look at each other, wondering if the Realm Master was struck with paranoia. After all, that wasn't nearly enough evidence to think the Divine Emperor of Death was hiding here somewhere.
However, the Whispering Wildlands Realm Master strangely possessed good intuition. At the same time, their realm was also one of the major hubs for sharing intelligence, but they controlled most of it, making it seem like it was shut down for the most part or entirely silent for a millennium. After all, all kinds of black markets existed here, so all kinds of characters also occasionally showed up, whether they were bounty hunters or evil cultivators. They needed to thrive a bit.
It was hard not to say a calamity like the Divine Emperor of Death would not take a fancy to this realm, considering how silent it was in most places until it was no longer silent.
"In any case, inform me first if you see a glimpse of the Divine Emperor of Death or even catch a wind of his allies being present here."
"Yes!"
The Grand Elders acquiesced to their Realm Master's request. They were all powerful Autarchs but were still reverent to their Realm Master. For one thing, they were not a sect, but each member here ran a family.
The Whispering Wildlands Palace and the twelve hidden families belonging to each of the Grand Elders here secretly controlled the realm. They would occasionally have disciples, but it didn't amount to creating a sect. They were loosely based and only moved to rob the powers in the name of taxes. However, they were quite a strong group and unified for the sake of benefits, each person able to withstand anyone or any power who tried to take their Realm Core.
The fact this island was still flying was a testament to their power.
"In half a day, the Heaven's Warriors will arrive here in droves. I want you to entertain them, First Grand Elder."
"Leave it to me, Realm Master." The First Grand Elder replied gently.
He appeared even older than the Second Grand Elder.
Soon, the twelve Grand Elders left, leaving the Realm Master, who relaxed on his throne but slumped all the way to the ground.
"What the fuck…? There's a little apocalyptic flame spirit that eats Realm Cores? You have got to be kidding me…"
The Realm Master wryly laughed as he took out a Luminarch Memory Veil Stone, not knowing how a person managed to leave this here in his flying fortress without alarming him.
However, unlike other Realm Cores, the Realm Core was right inside this floating fortress. It was what truly managed to allow him to reign supreme as the flying fortress was nearly indestructible, but now the possibility existed that a little flaming wisp could light up his island in apocalyptic flames, ruining everything.