Chapter 943: Chapter 943

On the peak of Black Water Immortal Mountain, within the discussion hall.

Chen Bao, Ye Fangxian, and others who were discussing the current situation of the sea region all fell silent at once at this moment.

Their attention was drawn to the young disciple who had just entered the hall to report matters to these sect leaders.

"I remember, it seems your name is Fang Ping, and you’ve been part of our Black Water Immortal Mountain for over a hundred years."

"You just said a spirit ship arrived at the mountain gate?"

"The group from the spirit ship claimed to be envoys from the Netherworld Sect, acting all high and mighty, demanding us to go and greet them?"

At this moment, Chen Bao was the leader among the people in the hall.

The person speaking naturally was none other than him.

In fact, the disciple named Fang Ping had reported with great clarity and detail just now.

Chen Bao’s questions were merely to verify whether this matter was truly accurate for the sake of caution.

The people of the Black Water Lineage, though they’ve been isolated within the West Barbarian Mountain territory and rarely ventured out in recent years, have heard of the formidable reputation of the Netherworld Sect.

Back when those hidden forces first appeared in this sea region, the Netherworld Sect was among the first to have intense conflicts with the Demon Palace.

However, at that time, the Netherworld Sect hadn’t been in this sea region long and suffered heavy losses, ultimately being driven out by the Demon Palace.

Looking back now, the reason for such an outcome was not because the Netherworld Sect was weak, but rather because they hadn’t fully exerted their strength and were only probing.

Otherwise, how could they have ultimately risen and occupied this sea region?

"Demanding us to greet them? What arrogance from the Netherworld Sect!"

"The situation in this sea region is now settled, and for the Netherworld Sect to send people to Black Water Immortal Mountain at this time clearly shows ill intentions."

"Young Mountain Master, what do you think? Should we ignore them or just send someone to dismiss them?"

In the discussion hall, everyone was just debating who truly controls this sea region now!

In the blink of an eye, the Netherworld Sect had already made the first move.

If they had come with the usual courtesy of a visit, as they’re guests, the Black Water Lineage would likely offer proper hospitality.

But now, with such arrogance from these people?

Thinking they’re envoys of the Netherworld Sect, they had the audacity to demand numerous leaders of the Black Water Lineage to descend the mountain and greet them...

Within the hall, whether it’s Chen Hai, Ye Fangxian, Sun Daniu, or Zhang Tianci, they are all proud individuals.

The behavior of these Netherworld Sect people in their territory is blatant disrespect towards Black Water Immortal Mountain.

At this moment, the expressions on everyone’s faces weren’t pleasant, but they did not rashly make any conclusions, and instead, their gazes all turned towards Chen Bao.

"Netherworld Sect envoys? What nonsense is that?"

"But since they’ve come, we can’t let them come all this way for nothing. Let’s go, let’s descend the mountain to meet them."

"Although these guys are arrogant, we must find out why they are here, right?"

With that, Chen Bao paused slightly.

His expression appeared with a hint of bloodthirsty intent; he licked his lips and continued, "The ancestor hasn’t left seclusion yet; for now, we just want some peace."

"If the Netherworld Sect people are only arrogant out of habit, then nevermind."

"After all, enduring for a moment can bring calm, and taking a step back brings vastness, as long as they don’t make excessive demands, we can endure with gritted teeth!"

"But if our tolerance is taken as weakness, and they think they can manipulate us like a soft persimmon, then we’ll see if their fingers are hard enough!"

Even after all these years, Chen Bao is still unwilling to call Chen Hai ’father’, always referring to him as the ancestor.

At this moment, though his face still carried a faint smile, his smile was somewhat creepy.

Regarding the Netherworld Sect visitors, he kept emphasizing ’endure’.

But if it becomes unbearable, what will he do?

Even though Chen Hai didn’t say directly, his sinister smile seemed to provide the answer to everyone in the hall.

"As Young Mountain Master commands, we will act accordingly."

"When the Demon Palace occupied this sea region, their leaders always treated us of the Black Water Lineage with respect."

"Now with the Netherworld Sect, judging by how those at the mountain gate act, they don’t seem easy to deal with."

"Just like the Young Mountain Master said, the Netherworld Sect’s attitude toward us doesn’t matter as much as understanding why they came!"

The people in the hall gathered together and discussed in low voices.

They had no objections to Chen Bao’s decision.

After all, even though the behavior and words of the Netherworld Sect people were displeasing, everyone was still curious about their purpose for coming.

Seeing that a decision was made, Chen Bao waved his hand, leading everyone out of the discussion hall and flying towards the mountain gate entrance. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥

In the open area before the mountain gate, the huge spirit ship had occupied more than half of the space.

The young man with a pale face, leading the Netherworld Sect, had already stopped while a green-clothed girl went to report at the entrance.

"Master, standing here and waiting is so tiring. I’ve always carried with me your favorite reclining chair. Why don’t I serve you while you lie down for a bit?"

"Master, I have fresh fruits, washed and peeled, let me feed you."

"Master, you must be tired. Let me massage your shoulders..."

The ten or so people surrounding the young man were mostly his maids and servants.

As soon as he took out a fan and waved it twice, someone set up a chair, someone brought fruits, and two maids stood by his side, massaging his arms and legs.

Even when traveling, he could maintain such a posture, proving he truly knew how to enjoy life.

Of course, the fact that he could do so anytime and anywhere indicated his own confidence.

After all, his name was Yi Tianxing, and the Quasi-Saint Strong occupying the third chair in the Netherworld Sect was his father.

"Hasn’t someone already gone to notify them? Why haven’t the leaders of Black Water Immortal Mountain come to greet us after making us wait so long? Do they look down on us?"

In less than a stick of incense’s time and surrounded by attendants, Yi Tianxing was getting impatient.

He hummed unhappily and looked at the people around him, questioning them.