High Martial: I Can Copy All Root Bones!

"Only Xuansha needs to come with me."

Lu Changfeng had a good idea of what Lii Tianxing was thinking.

After all, by coming here, Lii Tianxing had willingly placed himself in a dangerous position.

After years of chaotic warfare, the Profound Nether Sect had only ever shown two Rebirth Realm experts to the public. Even if both had come, Lu Changfeng would not have been afraid.

If Lu Changfeng had been a more vicious person, he could have just sent his four Rebirth Realm subordinates to surround and kill Lii Tianxing. With the Fire Qilin providing support, Lii Tianxing would have been left half-dead, if not worse.

By coming to see him this time, Lii Tianxing had already shown his sincerity.

As the dignified Saint Master of the Saint Demon Sect, if he were to haggle over every little detail, it would make him seem petty.

Besides, the Ancient Fire Qilin on Lu Changfeng’s shoulder was no pushover. An ordinary Rebirth Realm expert posed no threat to Lu Changfeng with the Fire Qilin by his side.

"Xuansha, let’s go. We’ll go meet this audacious Profound Nether Sect Master."

Lu Changfeng called for Xuansha and slowly walked out of the Lin Mansion.

Bai Touweng and the others exchanged glances, still feeling uneasy.

They now truly considered themselves part of the Saint Demon Sect.

If something were to happen to Lu Changfeng, forget about the other factions in Song Country—the other Demon Sects and Sect Leaders within the Saint Demon Sect would have a reason to kill them.

Moreover, the longer they followed Lu Changfeng, the more their hearts settled, and the more they felt that working for him was a promising path.

Perhaps one day, they could truly follow Lu Changfeng to restore the glory of the Saint Demon Sect and make a name for themselves in the Martial Arts Realm.

Therefore, Bai Touweng, Fanyun, and Lin Xiong spontaneously decided to secretly follow behind Lu Changfeng at a distance, just in case something unexpected happened.

Lu Changfeng and Xuansha naturally noticed the three men’s actions but didn’t stop them.

The two of them walked onward, and before long, they arrived at the White Cloud Cottage.

The tavern was located in a rather hidden corner in the center of Rong City. Arriving before it, one felt as if they had discovered a hidden paradise.

It seemed the tavern owner was quite skilled at choosing a location.

"Honored guests, please come in!"

The Shopkeeper of the White Cloud Cottage was already waiting at the entrance.

His eyes lit up upon seeing Lu Changfeng, and he gestured for him to enter.

"How did you know we were coming to your establishment?" Xuansha asked with a frown.

The Shopkeeper replied with a smile, "An esteemed patron paid a hefty sum to book the entire tavern today. He said that if I saw this noble gentleman in purple robes, I was to welcome him inside."

The Shopkeeper’s expression suddenly changed, and he abruptly dropped to one knee before Lu Changfeng. "Forgive this humble one’s poor eyesight for not recognizing the Saint Master in person right away!"

The Shopkeeper occasionally read newspapers that circulated from Jiangnan Prefecture.

He suddenly remembered—wasn’t this man in purple robes the current master of Rong City, the Saint Demon Sect Master?

"Alright, get up. There’s no need for this."

Lu Changfeng stepped into the tavern. Only then did the Shopkeeper, beads of sweat on his forehead, stand up. "The Saint Master’s aura is truly extraordinary! No wonder he is accompanied by a Qilin!"

’The Qilin is actually skilled in the art of transformation. That little pet on the Saint Master’s shoulder must be the Qilin in disguise, right?’

The Shopkeeper trotted after them and went to personally supervise the kitchen, determined to ensure the Saint Master was satisfied.

The White Cloud Cottage was empty. Lu Changfeng headed up the stairs.

Sure enough, a figure was waiting on the second floor.

On the second floor of the tavern, by a window.

A middle-aged man in green robes was rising to his feet, raising the wine cup in his hand toward Lu Changfeng.

Lu Changfeng looked up and walked forward. Within ten meters, he could clearly see Lii Tianxing’s interface.

Name: Lii Tianxing

Root Bone: Upper A

Talent: High-Grade Talent [Flying Swallow], High-Grade Talent [Ghost Body]

Bloodline Talent: [Ancient Spirit Ghost 12%]

The Talents displayed on Lii Tianxing’s interface were quite strange.

This, combined with the rumors in the Martial Arts Realm that Lii Tianxing was elusive and killed without a trace, Lu Changfeng deduced that Lii Tianxing’s studies focused on Body Techniques and concealment methods. He struck without leaving a trace and had to be treated with caution.

Lii Tianxing himself was slender with refined features. Dressed in his green robes, he looked like an ordinary middle-aged scholar.

He was the complete opposite of Lu Changfeng’s current cold and domineering image.

Lii Tianxing was certainly bold, daring to come and meet Lu Changfeng all by himself.

"To finally meet the Saint Master is my great fortune," Lii Tianxing said with a smile.

His gaze subtly swept over Xuansha and the Fire Qilin feigning sleep on Lu Changfeng’s shoulder.

The Fire Qilin seemed to sense something and slightly opened its eyes to glance at Lii Tianxing.

Lu Changfeng noticed this. The Fire Qilin was usually in a lazy state. For it to react this way was a testament to Lii Tianxing’s strength; he was powerful enough to draw the Fire Qilin’s attention.

Lu Changfeng waved his hand. "It is I who am fortunate today to meet you, the Profound Nether Sect Master. A rising star, the champion of the Demon Dao in Song Country!"

"Compared to the Holy Sect, the Profound Nether Sect is but a newborn infant," Lii Tianxing replied with a smile.

Lu Changfeng sat down lightly. "Alright, Sect Leader Lii, I’m sure you didn’t come all the way to Rong City just to exchange pleasantries with me."

"Let’s hear it. What do you have in mind?"

Lu Changfeng adopted a straightforward, no-nonsense demeanor.

Seeing this, Lii Tianxing also changed his approach. "Saint Master, to be honest with you, the Profound Nether Sect has mostly been reorganized. Our forces are now strong and well-equipped, ready to launch the next campaign."

After speaking, Lii Tianxing’s gaze remained fixed on Lu Changfeng.

But he only saw Lu Changfeng spread his hands. "Just say what’s on your mind."

"I want to lead my army into Yunyang Prefecture and form a pincer attack with the Saint Master to threaten Phoenix City!" Lii Tianxing stated his intentions plainly.

"And what if I say no?" Lu Changfeng raised an eyebrow.

Lii Tianxing cupped his fists. "If the Saint Master does not agree, my Profound Nether Sect will not set a single foot in Yunyang Prefecture."

Lu Changfeng studied the middle-aged scholar’s face, unable to tell if his response was genuine or not.

Still, Lii Tianxing had shown ample respect to both Lu Changfeng and the Saint Demon Sect.

Lu Changfeng pondered for a moment.

The situation in Yunyang Prefecture was currently stable. The only destabilizing factors were the Emperor in the Capital Region and the Four-Color Dragon Army.

A few days ago, Lu Changfeng’s Realm had naturally progressed, breaking through to the Grand Martial Artist stage of Tendon Transformation Talent.

Next, he would definitely need a period of peace and quiet to work on his Jade Bone.

Lu Changfeng planned to revert to his identity as the Changle Hall Master and return to Jiangnan Prefecture to focus on his Jade Bone.

At that time, his identity as the Saint Master would be publicly in seclusion, so he naturally wouldn’t be able to pay too much attention to the situation in Yunyang Prefecture.

Letting the Profound Nether Sect join the fray in Yunyang Prefecture would create a three-way stalemate, which would indeed be more stable.

Then, if the Four-Color Dragon Army truly decided to march south to aid the Yunyang Prefecture’s Martial Arts Army, they would have to consider who to attack first.

Lu Changfeng nodded slowly. "You may lead your army into Yunyang Prefecture, but the Saint Demon Sect and the Profound Nether Sect will not form any official agreement."

"How many cities you can conquer will depend entirely on the Profound Nether Sect’s own abilities."

"If the day comes when the Saint Demon Sect and the Profound Nether Sect face off, I will not show any mercy either."

Lii Tianxing cupped his fists. "That is more than enough. Thank you for your approval, Saint Master!"

"I, Lii Tianxing, swear here and now that within Yunyang Prefecture, no one from the Profound Nether Sect, from top to bottom, will ever take the initiative to attack any forces under the Saint Demon Sect."

"Saint Master, I will take my leave now. Time is precious, and I must quickly assemble my army to enter Yunyang Prefecture. This way, we can sooner join the Saint Demon Sect in establishing a more solid pressure on Phoenix City."

Lu Changfeng waved his hand. "Go on, Sect Leader Lii. I will not see you out."

Lii Tianxing cupped his fists at Lu Changfeng one more time, then his figure slowly leaped away into the distance, quickly disappearing from Lu Changfeng’s sight.

"Saint Master, is it really alright to let this beast enter Yunyang Prefecture?" Xuansha asked with some concern.

Given the sense of danger Lii Tianxing had just given him, he wasn’t sure he could win against Lii Tianxing.

This was the first time Xuansha had encountered such a situation since advancing to the Rebirth Realm.

"Whether I agreed or not, he was bound to come eventually."

"From now on, Yunyang Prefecture will be in a three-way stalemate, making the situation more stable. This will make it easier for me to find time to peacefully break through to the Bone Refining Realm."

The [Fengtian Saber Technique] contained a Secret Technique for the Bone Refining Realm that could accelerate the cultivation process.

Lu Changfeng was finally not far from the Rebirth Realm himself.

...

Meanwhile, Lii Tianxing moved like a phantom, only stopping to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead after he had traveled a great distance.

’That Fire Qilin... its power is too terrifying. A single glance from it was enough to keep me from relaxing.’

’And that bald monk must be from the legendary Dark Buddha Demon Sect. His strength cannot be underestimated either.’

’If the Saint Master had wanted to keep me here today, I’m afraid I would have had to shed a layer of skin just to escape.’

’The Saint Demon Sect Master truly lives up to his reputation.’