Accidentally invincible!-Chapter 92 - 00 Taiwu Immortal Sect

Taiwu Immortal Sect, Zhen Tian Peak.

Even though the scenery here was as picturesque as a painting, and the Spiritual Energy was abundant as if it were an Immortal Realm, for Fang Jiuzhen, it was a torment.

He had been in the Taiwu Immortal Sect for some time now, yet in all this time, he hadn’t been able to meet Ye Zhen Tian. If someone had told him this before, he wouldn’t have believed it.

Before coming, he didn’t believe it.

After arriving, he couldn’t help but believe it when it truly happened.

"Brother Jiuzhen, listen to me. Just give up. Ye Zhen Tian discovered a Spirit Vein and urgently needs manpower for excavation. Even if you stand here until the end of time, nothing will come of it." An elder spoke, his face full of helplessness.

He was an old acquaintance of Fang Jiuzhen, having formed a friendship while they traveled together during their younger days of cultivation.

Now, he was merely a regular elder in the Taiwu Immortal Sect. Though technically an elder, his cultivation level couldn’t even compare to some of the True Disciples, leaving him with limited influence.

The matters at hand were tied to those True Disciples.

He too felt powerless, not knowing what else he could do.

"Brother Tong, you know how difficult it is for me to sustain the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect. It’s not just these disciples, it’s everything. If they’re truly forced to excavate the Spirit Vein, then the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect will truly be finished. They’re merely mortals—how could they possibly endure that?"

Fang Jiuzhen understood clearly. If all these disciples were sent to mine the Spirit Vein, there wasn’t even the faintest hope of survival. All that awaited them was ceaseless labor, eventually leading to death in the mine.

As the Sect Leader, the guide who brought each disciple into the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, he would never allow them to sacrifice their lives in such an unclear and meaningless way.

Tong Sheng said, "Brother Jiuzhen, take my advice and let it go. You’re a cultivator—they’re just mortals. You’ll have other chances in the future. There’s no need to trouble yourself over them. I’d love to help you, but you know how powerless I am when it comes to matters involving True Disciples."

Just then.

Feng Sihai approached from afar, fresh from a discussion with his Senior Brother about how other True Disciples wanted to offer Magical Treasures in exchange for a share of the Spirit Vein’s resources.

But to Ye Zhen Tian, sharing the Spirit Vein with anyone was impossible—even giving up the slightest speck was out of the question.

Everyone understood the importance of a Spirit Vein. Who among cultivators didn’t need Spirit Stones? Without Spirit Stones, pursuing immortality was nearly an impossible dream.

The Longevity First Level Foundation Establishment Realm could only grant at most 200 years of lifespan.

Those who lacked resources but aimed to cultivate to the Heavenly Destiny Realm found even their lifespan insufficient to accommodate their aspirations. Cultivating Immortal Law required time; the more profound and mysterious the Immortal Techniques and Divine Skills, the more time they demanded.

Spending years to achieve the first minor success in a Divine Skill—this was entirely commonplace.

At times like this, the importance of Spirit Stones became glaringly evident.

Moreover, the Spirit Vein Ye Zhen Tian discovered was likely above Third Grade. The higher the grade, the purer the Spiritual Power contained within the Spirit Stones. If impurities were present, additional refinement was necessary.

Yet Spirit Stones mined from a Spirit Vein above Third Grade could be absorbed directly. Absorbing one such Spirit Stone could equal the progress of days, even months, of arduous cultivation.

"Why are you still here? Haven’t I been direct enough?" Feng Sihai spotted Fang Jiuzhen still standing there, visibly frustrated. This guy wasn’t showing him any respect at all. Senior Brother had entrusted him with such an important matter—if he couldn’t handle it perfectly, what would Senior Brother think of him? Would he still trust him with key tasks in the future?

Fang Jiuzhen stepped forward and bowed politely. "I must ask for your assistance in letting me meet Ye Zhen Tian."

Back in his own Immortal Sect, he had always strived to maintain dignity and a good image before his disciples, trying his best not to bring shame to himself and by extension, the sect. It was crucial to ensure his disciples didn’t feel inferior to others when representing their sect.

But now.

His disciples were not here.

For the sake of protecting them from being forced to mine the Spirit Vein, he was willing to cast aside his pride without hesitation.

"You’re quite something, aren’t you? My Senior Brother, as a True Disciple of Taiwu Immortal Sect, isn’t someone you can just demand to see on a whim. Helping my Senior Brother out wouldn’t harm you, and yet you stubbornly refuse. Don’t you understand how foolish you’re being?" Feng Sihai scolded, clearly annoyed by Fang Jiuzhen’s persistence.

Tong Sheng shouted angrily, "Feng Sihai, is it really this hard to let him meet Ye Zhen Tian? If you continue denying this, I’ll personally take him to Sect Leader!"

Feng Sihai, realizing who Tong Sheng was, didn’t want to antagonize him. However, he also wasn’t willing to back down easily. He responded slowly, "Elder Tong, you can’t blame me. The Nine Heavens Immortal Sect has been living off the land of the Taiwu Immortal Sect for so long. Every time there’s a sect assessment, they come here to recruit people. We’ve already shown them plenty of courtesy. Now that my Senior Brother has discovered a Spirit Vein—one he’ll use to break through his realm—what’s the harm in asking them to lend a hand? We’re even offering compensation, aren’t we?"

"Even if you report this to the Sect Leader, I’ll still have plenty to say in my defense. And besides, Elder Tong, aren’t you clearly siding with outsiders here? That’s not a good look."

He wasn’t afraid of Tong Sheng. His respectful tone was purely a formality given Tong Sheng’s status as an elder. If things truly escalated, he wouldn’t hesitate to go toe-to-toe with him.

Tong Sheng’s face darkened with anger as he shouted, "Feng Sihai, what do you mean by this? Do you still see me as an External Affairs Elder?"

Feng Sihai chuckled coldly, "Oh, Elder Tong, so you do remember that you’re an External Affairs Elder! Yet here you are meddling in matters concerning True Disciples, yelling and making a scene. Even if this reaches the Disciplinary Elder, it’ll still be you breaking protocol." Feng Sihai’s tone grew increasingly impatient.

An External Affairs Elder was responsible for overseeing outer disciples.

Their cultivation level wasn’t particularly high, neither was their talent nor their Spirit Root exceptional. However, they earned their rank through years of service within the sect, gradually gaining some influence and being assigned their current role.

In terms of status, True Disciples far outranked External Affairs Elders.

"You..." Tong Sheng pointed at Feng Sihai, his beard quivering in fury and his face turning crimson. Yet under Feng Sihai’s sharp words, he was left speechless, unable to formulate a solid rebuttal.

Feng Sihai wasn’t wrong.

Indeed, Tong Sheng had limited authority in this matter. But seeing an old friend being treated in such a way filled his heart with rage.

At that moment.

A disciple approached from afar, speaking mildly, "Brother Feng, Brother Ye has instructed to let him in."

Feng Sihai nodded and glanced at Fang Jiuzhen, "My Senior Brother is allowing you to enter, but honestly, you’re truly ungrateful. Being able to serve my Senior Brother would be an honor for your sect, yet here you are disrespecting that privilege. How pitiful."

Worried about Fang Jiuzhen entering alone, Tong Sheng gritted his teeth and said, "I’ll go in with you."

But the disciple stopped him and said, "Elder Tong, Brother Ye has stated that your interference is becoming excessive. He’ll be reporting this to the Disciplinary Elder and will request punishment for you. You may return and await your sentencing."

Tong Sheng shouted angrily, "Does Ye Zhen Tian truly intend to act so lawlessly?"

"Please leave." The disciple’s expression remained unchanging, his eyelids didn’t even twitch, and he extended his hand, signaling Tong Sheng to depart.

Fang Jiuzhen pulled Tong Sheng aside, shaking his head with guilt, "I can handle this alone, Brother Tong. It’s my fault for dragging you into this."

"Why say such things between us? Just be careful inside. This is as much as I can help. Rest assured, he won’t dare to harm you." Tong Sheng firmly replied.

Fang Jiuzhen nodded and followed the disciple toward Zhen Tian Peak.