Chapter 395: Enemies Infiltrating the Dao Seeking Sect

Ah!

The Immortal Fairy was the supreme celestial chef throughout antiquity, her culinary creations deemed divine marvels and universally acclaimed.

Lu Yang, as the second-in-command of the Immortal Lineage, was fortunate enough to inherit none of her immortal legacy; starting from scratch, he had devised a cooking method uniquely his own.

The ducks he roasted could rightfully be called Lu's Roasted Duck.

Lu's Roasted Duck boasted a golden gleam and an assaulting aroma, with crisp skin and tender meat, crunchy without and succulent within, its flesh a delicate cream-yellow; with a single bite, the juices overflowed in rich, savory perfection, leaving a lingering fragrance between teeth and cheeks.

The senior sister and junior brother savored the delicious roast duck, chewing slowly and swallowing deliberately, while Lu Yang kept his mind entirely focused, pretending not to hear the Immortal Fairy’s demands.

"Let me have a taste!

"Just let me taste it, one bite, just one bite..."

Seeing the blissful expression on Lu Yang's face as he ate, the Immortal Fairy desperately wanted a taste, but Lu Yang remained completely unmoved, ignoring her entirely, which made her stomp her feet in pure vexation.

As night fell, a figure materialized silently and without a breath before the mountain gate of the Dao Seeking Sect.

The black silhouette strode forward; the two disciples guarding the gate seemed completely blind to his presence, allowing the dark form to slip past them undetected.

Crossing the mountain gate, he reached the bamboo grove, knowing well that a river spirit guarded this place; not daring to be careless, he held his breath and crept into the Dao Seeking Sect with utmost caution.

The black silhouette seemed intimately familiar with the Dao Seeking Sect, knowing exactly where the sentries were posted and how to avoid detection.

With mysterious and stealthy footwork, he carefully bypassed the river spirit's surveillance, slipped through the bamboo grove, and penetrated into the inner depths of the Dao Seeking Sect.

"Hmph, the Dao Seeking Sect is nothing special!" The dark figure scoffed quietly, his eyes turning cold with utter disdain for the sect.

After he passed through the bamboo grove, a dense fog rose from the babbling stream, condensing into the form of the river spirit, who silently watched the departing back of the black silhouette without uttering a single word.

Beyond the bamboo grove lay the peak where the Mission Hall was located, which could be considered the threshold to the inner sect of the Dao Seeking Sect.

The dark figure cast a wary glance at the Mission Hall, becoming increasingly cautious, not daring to show the slightest negligence.

"Sneaking into the Dao Seeking Sect this time is a covert operation to steal their secret uninherited spells; I must not be discovered by anyone!"

"Right now, the main person in charge of the Mission Hall is Dai Bufan. With his cultivation level, he shouldn't dream of detecting my presence. After all, his cultivation is insufficient and his worldly experience is shallow, far inferior to his master, Qin Jiunian."

"But the only fear is that old fellow Qin Jiunian might be here too. Disagreeable as he is, his cultivation is indeed formidable and he might actually sense me!"

"He shouldn't be here. That old geezer is obsessed with building tombs and stays away from the Mission Hall for long stretches of time."

With a pounding heart, the black silhouette traversed the peak of the Mission Hall, and no one stepped forward to stop him.

"Good luck, that old bastard Qin Jiunian isn't here."

Having passed the hurdle of the Mission Hall, the dark figure walked through the interior of the Dao Seeking Sect with newfound confidence; he possessed absolute faith in his stealth techniques, believing that even if he ran into an Elder-level figure, they would fail to notice him!

And indeed it was so; he walked at leisure like a ghost, and even when brushing shoulders with disciples of the Soul Formation and Void Refining stages, they remained completely oblivious to him!

Even as he strolled through the commercial street, he remained entirely undetected.

The commercial street harbored countless old monsters of the Body Integration stage, yet none could spot the black silhouette, which spoke volumes about the profound heights of his cultivation!

"The Body Refining Peak, this is it! The eldest son of the Meng clan is right here!"

The dark figure let out a low, sinister chuckle and ascended the Body Refining Peak with bold assurance.

"The Third Master of the Dao Seeking Sect has a head full of nothing but muscle. If we met head-on, even I would find him troublesome, but when it comes to stealth techniques, that fellow is miles behind!"

Passing through the spiritual fields, the black silhouette saw the Green-Eyed Water Buffalo clan working diligently at the plowing; a flash of envy crossed his features, for the Green-Eyed Water Buffaloes were the most suited race for cultivation, and though his own faction possessed vast spiritual fields, they lacked the aid of such a clan.

"I recall that when the Third Master of the Dao Seeking Sect traveled to the Beast Domain in his youth, he saved the life of a Green-Eyed Water Buffalo. To repay the favor, that buffalo brought its entire family to settle in the Dao Seeking Sect; such fortune is impossible to replicate."

"Not here... no, not here either..."

The dark figure only knew that the eldest son of the Meng clan was on the Body Refining Peak, but did not know his exact location, forcing him to search cave dwelling by cave dwelling.

"Found it, it's here!"

"The Meng clan truly spares no expense, using a Great Demon King as a Dao Protector for their eldest son; this treatment surpasses even that of the progeny of the Tribulation Transmutation stage."

Seeing the soundly sleeping Old Ma, the black silhouette confirmed this was indeed the cave dwelling of the Meng clan's eldest son, a smile of triumphant cunning touching the corners of his lips.

Offering a silent word of praise for his own luck, the dark figure bypassed Old Ma and slipped into the cave dwelling of the Meng clan's eldest son.

Meng Jingzhou was meditating within the cave, sitting in the five-hearts-facing-heaven posture to temper his own shadow, entirely unaware of the dark figure's arrival.

"Kid of the Meng clan, wake up."

A voice echoed in Meng Jingzhou's ears, startling him greatly; he had already sealed the entrance of the cave and had Old Ma guarding it outside, so how could anyone have entered?!

"Who are you!" Meng Jingzhou stared warily at the black silhouette, feeling as though life and death hung by a thread; confronting a formidable foe, he knew the intruder was absolutely not a member of the Dao Seeking Sect!

To sneak into the Dao Seeking Sect without anyone knowing—even his own master could not achieve such a feat—just how high must this person's cultivation be?!

Who was this intruder?

Was he an enemy of the Dao Seeking Sect, aiming to strangle the second-most talented genius of the younger generation in his cradle?

Was he an enemy of the Meng clan, using him to threaten his family?

Or was he a common enemy of both the Dao Seeking Sect and the Meng clan, intending to hold him hostage to destroy the relationship between the two powers?

How brilliant Meng Jingzhou was; three possibilities flashed through his mind in an instant, coming infinitely close to the truth, roughly guessing the origin and purpose of the black silhouette!

"There is no need for you to know who I am."

The dark figure's eyes narrowed as he stared at the eldest son of the Meng clan, his tone carrying a hint of urgency: "I only ask you this: did you create a boxing technique called the Single Life Curse Fist, where anyone struck by your fist is doomed to remain single for the rest of their days?"

Meng Jingzhou's expression turned bizarre; he had prepared himself to be kidnapped, so why did the intruder ask this right off the bat?

It didn't feel like an enemy of either the Meng clan or the Dao Seeking Sect?

"I did indeed create the Single Life Curse Fist, but are you certain you have no grudge against the Dao Seeking Sect?" Meng Jingzhou asked cautiously, unable to fathom the black silhouette's origin, while simultaneously trying to buy as much time as possible, hoping Old Ma would notice something amiss inside.

The dark figure sneered, finding Meng Jingzhou's question utterly laughable: "My grudge with the Dao Seeking Sect is irreconcilable under the same sky!"

The black silhouette shed his disguise, revealing a face that Meng Jingzhou found remarkably familiar.

He spoke viciously, as if harboring a blood feud with the Dao Seeking Sect: "Exactly how do you cultivate the Single Life Curse Fist? Teach me quickly! Once I learn it, I'm going to give that bastard Ba the Second two punches!"

"That bastard Ba the Second learned some trick from god knows where, and now he praises my mother for being smart and beautiful every single day!"

Meng Jingzhou: "......"

As the grand Sect Master of the Five Elements Sect, surely you wouldn't resort to this?