Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

In consideration of the possibility of a great calamity, supporting the Qin Family is undoubtedly beneficial to ourselves.

"It seems that everyone's opinion is unanimous."

Zhao Feng glanced over the crowd, nodded, and soon made a decision.

...

Half a day later.

Zhao Feng personally led Ji Ying, Ling Weizi, Qiu Zhongqiu, Tang Ji, Ding Chun, and Shen Ying, a total of six cultivators of Immortal Ascension, to Tianjing City, the capital of Jin, via the teleportation array.

When they appeared in the teleportation array in Tianjing City, they saw Family Master Qin Shengyong of the Qin Family already waiting outside the array with a group of Qin's cultivators.

Seeing Zhao Feng arriving with six cultivators, Qin Shengyong's joy was almost palpable.

"Taoist Brother Zhao, your generosity and righteousness are deeply remembered by the Qin Family!"

Zhao Feng smiled faintly and said:

"Brother Qin, you're too polite; we're all family here. By the way, have the Taoists from the Longevity Sect arrived?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a clear voice sounded from afar:

"An greets Sect Master Zhao."

Zhao Feng looked towards the sound and saw a scholarly, gentle young cultivator flying over with a smile.

He also returned the greeting with a smile:

"It's Taoist Friend An."

The person was indeed An Changshou, sword cultivator of the Longevity Sect.

Although he did not have the title of Sect Master, he held the power of one.

Now he has reached the Immortal Ascension cultivation level, followed by three others, all at the early stage of divinity transformation.

An Changshou's gaze swept over the six people behind Zhao Feng, spotting a few unfamiliar faces, and couldn't help but show some envy:

"After the last sky-changing event, among the Three Sects and One Clan, your sect was the fastest to recover, and I fear that in terms of Immortal Ascension numbers alone, it's not very different from before; it's truly enviable."

Zhao Feng shook his head and said:

"Just luck; your sect has deep foundations, soon you will rise with the wind...why have we not seen Sect Leader Liang?"

An Changshou, upon hearing this, did not refute, though expressing envy, internally did not feel his sect would lose to them, he replied:

"The Sect Leader has been in closed-door cultivation recently. Upon receiving the news of the primitive Demonic Sect's attack, he specifically sent me ahead."

Zhao Feng, astute, detected the parts of the other's words that were not entirely truthful.

Recalling that Wang Ba had previously cast fate on Liang Wuji, he immediately understood why he hadn't left the sect.

Clearly, everyone in the Longevity Sect was also aware that this might very well be the imminent great calamity, hence Liang Wuji remained sealed within the sect, didn't dare venture out casually.

Thinking of this, after nodding, he immediately looked at Qin Shengyong, and his voice slightly lowered:

"Family Master Qin, may I ask where the news of the primitive Demonic Sect's impending ambush on Tianjing City came from? Is the information accurate?"

Hearing Zhao Feng's words, An Changshou also couldn't help but look towards Qin Shengyong.

Upon hearing the inquiry, Qin Shengyong's face momentarily showed some embarrassment, and he replied in a low voice:

"Well... the news was sent back by one of my clansmen who was patrolling the Northern Land borders."

"At that time, he was cultivating in a temporary immortal cave; after finishing his cultivation, he discovered a letter beside him, stating that the primitive Demonic Sect would soon invade Tianjing City. My clansman is at the Nascent Soul Perfect stage, and to do this under his nose without detection could only be the doing of an Immortal Ascension cultivator...so he hurriedly returned to report the matter to me."

"Hence the call for reinforcements."

Upon hearing this, An Changshou and the other three Immortal Ascension cultivators of the Longevity Sect furrowed their brows.

Without verifying the situation, to mount such a large-scale mobilization to summon people from the Three Sects, it's rather...

However, thinking that the Qin Family still has not recovered its yuan qi, counting the master of Yuanci Palace far away in Zhongsheng Continent, they had only three Immortal Ascension cultivators, this shadow of fear seems quite understandable.

But Zhao Feng discreetly exchanged glances with Ling Weizi and the others behind him.

Clearly, the person who secretly transmitted the message to Qin Shengyong's clansman was likely the same one who provided information to Wanxiang Sect.

And being able to know the detailed deployment of the primitive Demonic Sect's forces, and covertly place a warning under a Nascent Soul cultivator's nose, the identity of this person has been roughly narrowed down to a handful of individuals.

"According to the detailed layout given by that person, the primitive Demonic Sect should initiate a surprise attack in these two days..."

Zhao Feng and others quietly surveyed the entire Tianjing City.

Although the city's populace seemed as usual, from their perspective, they could still discern the Qin Family's various loose but tense arrangements inwardly.

However, the tense atmosphere of an impending storm made none of them feel like engaging in idle chatter.

The great battle might break out soon; everyone was busy preparing various methods for magical combat.

Time passed by bit by bit, and eventually, people from Youxian Temple arrived, although fewer in number, only two cultivators: Xiong Zhaojing and Xiang Sirui.

After brief communication about the situation, especially ensuring that the teleportation array within Tianjing City remained uninterrupted. In the event of a genuine battle, whether sending reinforcements again from the Three Sects or retreating, they could remain undefeated.

Yet the promised attack was delayed in occurring, causing Zhao Feng and others to briefly doubt the reliability of the information.

Until one day, each and every corner of the seemingly tranquil capital suddenly manifested countless Blood Banners!

Subsequently, vast Blood Rivers surged from these Blood Banners, rapidly engulfing the surroundings.

Countless wronged spirits and Blood Ghosts ran rampant!

Yet the people were not shocked but delighted.

They were not afraid of disturbances but of perpetual calm.

In direct confrontation, the primitive Demonic Sect, having endured multiple devastating disasters, would only find themselves at a disadvantage compared to the Three Sects and One Clan.

Meanwhile, as blood calamities arose across the city, outside the capital, silhouettes of demon cultivators finally emerged, with skeletons, wronged spirits, and blood shadows... Countless Magic Tools and Spells erupted all at once, surging like ocean waves upon the city's walls, only to be entirely blocked by the activated Great Array protecting the city!