Chapter 24 Dongzhen Palace
"Ancestor! I beg you to intervene! Stand up for the Shi family!"
A group of men and women, clad in mourning garb, knelt before a mountain gate, knocking their heads against the ground—these were indeed the Shi family, nearly wiped out by a rival clan.
Each of them, tears streaming, grief-stricken as if torn apart, it was unclear if they wept for the women back home or mourned the destruction of their large garden and the sweeping away of their generations' family fortune.
But the matter this time could not be easily resolved.
In the past, a prominent Immortal Gate like the Shi family would definitely lodge a petition to the Three Constellations, asking the Immortal Palace to intervene. Armies would be assembled, preparing for revenge.
However, their stance recently was awkward, dragging them into the internal strife of the Capital, having sided with the wrong faction, offending the eunuchs in the palace. Not only did their old disciples and acquaintances dare not help, enemies of the Dui Country took the opportunity to strike, proclaiming that General Shi should return home to collect corpses instead of guarding the frontier, even withholding the Capital Commandant's seal and the Tiger Talisman.
Yet, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse; outside the court, within Jianghu, the Shi family still had quite a few friends.
Thus, at this moment, they came to plead at the mountain gate, seeking aid from powerful allies.
And the powerful ally before them was the Immortal Sect of 'Jiuning Cave True Void Heaven.' In front of them lay a dense forest and blooming wildflowers along the path. As they ascended the steps, they saw a landscape of mountains and rivers, misty willows, white deer treading through the clear springs, yellow orioles leaping among the treetops. The scenery was splendid, revealing pavilions, towers, and temples amidst the lush greenery—a truly mystical lair, a Lang Yuan Immortal Palace.
"Hum! Yanzi Cave! How dare they!"
An elder with a youthful visage, clad in a white robe, akin to an immortal, slammed his hand on the table, shattering it, his wrath echoing within the temple,