Chapter 898: Immortal (4)
In the end, he was flattened into the dust with a single move. At first, he was indignant and refused to accept the outcome. But after listening to Li Xiaofei’s teachings for just one hour, he transformed completely.
He then shamelessly followed Li Xiaofei like an obedient child, calling him Honored Master with every breath, eagerly asking questions and soaking up wisdom at every step.
Li Yiyun could only click his tongue in disbelief. He felt as though his own special place at his teacher’s side had been stolen by this shameless old mutt, and he was thoroughly jealous.
Meanwhile, as the reach and momentum of Li Xiaofei’s preaching continued to expand, the pressure on the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect grew heavier by the day. At first, they had only needed to deal with one man, Li Xiaofei. At most, they had counted the Song Emperor among his supporters, a figure they had never taken seriously.
But now... They faced tens of thousands. That number could easily swell into the hundreds of thousands by the time Li Xiaofei reached Mount Myriad Saints. These were not mere commoners. The majority were martial arts experts and powerful cultivators.
These people, gathered together, formed a force so vast and formidable that even the high and mighty immortal sects dared not take them lightly. Each day, various pieces of intelligence were relayed out from within the procession, spreading swiftly to the major powers across the land. No sect paid more attention to this than the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect.
As time went on, new developments began to surface. It was said that the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect had begun inviting other immortal sects from foreign nations to convene an Immortal Dao Summit.
Officially, it was to be a peaceful gathering. But even a fool could see it as the thinly veiled effort to deal with the powerful and unexpected threat that was Li Xiaofei. The sect even went so far as to publicly declare that any action taken in support of Li Xiaofei would be regarded as an act of hostility not just against the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect but against the entire immortal world.
These threats and warnings did, in fact, have some effect. Some followers, fearful of retaliation, chose to stop advancing with the group. Others, feeling they had already learned enough cultivation methods and secret techniques to sustain their practice for years, quietly left the procession of their own accord.
Such behavior infuriated Li Yiyun. He cursed them without restraint, calling them heartless and ungrateful traitors. But Li Xiaofei paid it no mind. He allowed them to come and go as they pleased, making no effort to stop them. This wasn’t about loyalty, nor was he trying to filter his followers for purity.
From the very beginning, he had never expected anything in return. All he wanted to do was preach the Dao, to pass on the teachings and resolve confusion. He wanted to restore the immortal cultivation techniques that had once belonged to the human race and return them to the people.
That alone was his goal. As for repayment? It wasn’t arrogance, Li Xiaofei genuinely believed that no one on this continent was capable of repaying him for what he was doing.