Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

"Thank you for the reward, my lord!"

Knowing his gamble had paid off, Yan Chixiao was exceptionally excited. The look of sycophancy and anticipation on his face only intensified as he looked at Yang Xiao.

With that expression, if he were to stick out his tongue and pant, he would be indistinguishable from a dog.

And seeing him act this way,

Yang Xiao was quite satisfied.

'The man is a bit over the top, but he knows how to read a situation.'

What he feared most were those who, after gaining some benefit, failed to grasp the situation and insisted on opposing him. People like Yuan Haotian, who clearly lacked the power to save his own grandfather yet acted as if he was all-powerful.

'And the result?'

'Didn't his grandfather end up dying at my hands?'

'This guy now is smart and perceptive. He can be used.'

And just then,

as if to validate Yang Xiao's thoughts, several figures appeared in the distance, slowly approaching.

Judging by their auras, they were, shockingly, also Immortal Cultivators.

It was the remaining nine Immortal Cultivators below the Magic Tier.

Yang Xiao felt no excitement at the sight of these people.

So, he glanced at Yan Chixiao.

Yan Chixiao moved in an instant.

With a flash,

he was in front of the Immortal Cultivators. He raised his hand and struck with a Fire Cloud Palm. The nine Immortal Cultivators died under his palm before they could even react.

The Supervisors and Mining Slaves who witnessed this were all stunned.

The Mining Slaves, in particular, were filled with terror.

'What are we going to do? These two Martial Artists have even subjugated an Upper Immortal. From now on, on top of mining, we'll probably become their food too! What do we do?'

Just as they were worrying endlessly,

Yang Xiao spoke up. "Wanqing, didn't you just say that some people are trapped down in the mine?"

"Ah, that's right! Over there!"

Ye Wanqing finally snapped back to reality.

She pointed anxiously toward one of the mine shafts.

It was mainly because everything that had just happened was simply too bizarre. Even now, Ye Wanqing couldn't understand how the most powerful Immortal Cultivator had submitted just like that.

'Aren't they supposed to be our sworn enemies?'

But Yang Xiao, who had dealt with Immortal Cultivators extensively, obviously had a much better grasp of their thinking. 'If the Immortal Dao Will from the Lord of Immortal Dao had not been dispersed, then no matter how much they feared death or wanted to submit, they would ultimately rebel under the influence of that will.'

'Just like Ye Dongge.'

'Before he knew I was a Martial Cultivator, he was completely subservient. But the moment he found out, the seeds of rebellion sprouted in his heart.'

'And Yuan Haotian was the same.'

'At the time, I thought Yuan Haotian might be a slight exception because of his grandfather. I figured that once I absorbed the Immortal Dao Will from his body, everything would fall into place.'

'But in the end, my calculations were still off by a step.'

'But now... this fellow before me is clearly much more slick than Yuan Haotian. Besides, with the Immortal Dao Will already absorbed, his mind is no longer influenced. His submission, born from a desire not to die, is hardly difficult to understand.'

Of course, these matters concerned the greatest secret of the Immortal Dao, so Yang Xiao would naturally not speak of them.

Therefore, he could only let Ye Wanqing remain puzzled.

As for the people inside the mine, however, they had to be rescued now.

Otherwise, there would likely be problems.

"You there. Go and rescue everyone in that mine shaft. Remember, you are not to harm a single person. Understand?"

Yang Xiao ordered Yan Chixiao around.

Faced with this casual command, Yan Chixiao wasn't the least bit annoyed. On the contrary, he beamed as if he had received the greatest news of his life and replied loudly to Yang Xiao, "Yes, my lord! Just watch me! Oh, by the way, my lord, my surname is Yan, and my name is Chixiao. You can just call me Little Yan."

With that, his figure flashed, and he headed for the mine shaft.

"Little Yan?"

Yang Xiao's face twitched.

'I'm only eighteen in this life, yet this guy, who's over a thousand years old, actually wants me to call him Little Yan?'

'He has absolutely no integrity, no bottom line whatsoever.'

At this, Ye Wanqing also wore a strange expression.

Clearly, she hadn't expected this Daoist Tier Cultivator to be so thick-skinned.

As for the Mining Slaves,

hearing Yang Xiao order the high and mighty Upper Immortal Master to rescue their relatives buried underground, they all grew agitated with excitement.

In their minds, they still thought the two Martial Artists, Yang Xiao and Ye Wanqing, were cannibals.

Perhaps rescuing their friends and family was just a way to get more food for themselves.

But being rescued and living even a little longer was always better than dying in there right now.

'As long as he can really save my big brother, what does it matter if he eats me? I'll die sooner or later in this mine anyway. What difference does it make if it's early or late?'

a young man thought to himself.

'If my child can be saved, even if that Martial Artist lord really wants these old bones, it's fine. I've lived to be forty-something in this Chiyun Mountain Mine, which already makes me one of the long-lived ones. It's worth it.'

This was the thought of an older man. He looked ancient, but he was actually only in his forties. His body, however, was already as decayed as a man of sixty or seventy.

Besides them, similar thoughts began to surface among the other Mining Slaves.

'If he can save my father, I'm willing to be eaten. As a son, how can I just stand by and watch my father suffer when I can't save him?'

'As long as he saves my little sister, I'll do anything. Even if it means he eats me.'

'My wife is pregnant. If she's rescued this time, she can apply for leave from work. Soon, I, Yang Asan, will have a child of my own. In that case, even if I'm eaten, it's fine. At least the Yang Family line won't end with my generation.'

And so, amid their complex mix of worry and joy, Yan Chixiao quickly and easily cleared the collapsed mine shaft.

As a Daoist Fifth Level cultivator, clearing a mere mine shaft was all too easy.

At the same time, he spared no effort, even at the cost of his own cultivation, and began to rescue the people inside. Fortunately, while some time had passed since the collapse, it hadn't been too long.

Except for a dozen or so who had fallen unconscious due to lack of oxygen,

the rest were still awake.

As for the dozen who were unconscious,

soon, at Yang Xiao's signal, Yan Chixiao sent a stream of energy into their bodies, and they revived. In fact, nourished by the Dao Power, their bodies were now in much better shape than before.

However, in Yang Xiao's eyes, they were still too weak.

'Looks like these people will need some conditioning before they can start practicing martial arts!'

Thinking this, Yang Xiao said a word to Ye Wanqing

and then went into seclusion to refine Pills.

This time, he was only going to refine a very basic Pill called the Strengthening Pill. Although it was a Low-Level Pill, it was the most suitable for these Mining Slaves.

It was also very easy to refine.

The only issue was the large quantity required.

However, for the sake of his Path of the Human Emperor, and for these kinsmen,

Yang Xiao felt

that this small difficulty was nothing.

'Once all these people have embarked on the path of the Martial Dao, I can formally establish my own power. Everything will be much easier then.'

A glint flashed in Yang Xiao's eyes as he took out a large quantity of Spirit Medicine and began the refining process.

And at that very moment.

「In the northeastern part of the Southern Domain, amidst treacherous mountains and dangerous waters.」

A terrifying aura shot up into the sky.

It instantly alerted all the hidden people throughout the mountain range.

RUMBLE... Tens of thousands of people surged forward.

They fell to their knees before a cave estate, prostrating themselves on the ground.

"Congratulations, Ancestor! Felicitations, Ancestor! With your divine art at Great Success, there is hope for our Martial Dao! The Martial Dao will flourish!"

Their voices thundered.

Their presence was like a flood.

From within the cave estate, a man with white hair and a white beard, yet an ageless face, walked out.

If Yang Xiao were here, he would have immediately discovered that the aura on this person had, shockingly, reached the Demigod Peak. He was likely only a single step away from the True Divine Realm.