Chapter 359 - 168: Guanxi Plain, the Jiangbei Mortal Realm Has Come

Chapter 359: Chapter 168: Guanxi Plain, the Jiangbei Mortal Realm Has Come

"Let’s go!"

The Slaughter Immortal Holy Land Saint Master didn’t hesitate for a moment. He immediately grabbed the teapot from the table and headed out. This miniature teapot was something he always carried with him—an Ordinary Exotic Treasure, but it had a nice feel.

The Guanxi Plain covered a vast area.

But the truly prosperous lands were few and far between, located in the northern part of the Guanxi Plain. This area was closer to Jiangnan than the Guandong Plain was, and most of Guanxi’s top factions were situated here.

Therefore, the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land wasn’t very far from the Heaven-Hating Sect.

If they spurred their horses, they would arrive quickly.

...

Meanwhile, the Heaven-Hating Sect had already received the declaration of war from the Mortal Realm. A disciple in charge of intelligence received the declaration, and as the information was reported up the chain, it finally reached the hands of the Heaven-Hating Sect’s Sect Leader.

"..."

The Sect Leader of the Heaven-Hating Sect sat in the main hall, his expression ugly as he stared at the declaration in his hand. After a long moment, he crumpled the paper into a ball and spat out through clenched teeth, "This is too much!"

This was a rather small, slender man, not even one and a half meters tall. A faint, dark aura hovered around him, and when he became angry, it made him seem even more sinister.

To him, this declaration was tantamount to grinding the face of the Heaven-Hating Sect into the dirt and stomping on it!

They had heard of the Mortal Realm in recent days.

A faction that had suddenly risen to power in Jiangbei.

But they hadn’t paid it much mind.

After all, they were too far apart, and their paths were unlikely to cross. He never expected the other party to dare to provoke them. He had only killed an insignificant merchant caravan, people who had absolutely nothing to do with the Mortal Realm.

After a long moment, the man’s extreme anger turned to laughter.

"Since the Mortal Realm wants to stick its neck out, I’ll make sure they lose all face. I’d like to see what they can possibly do in one hour!"

The Heaven-Hating Sect was nowhere near Jiangbei.

It would take several days to travel there by Skeleton Horse.

Just then—

A disciple in black robes strode in from outside the hall and presented a letter. "Sect Leader, this is a letter from the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land. It came with ten thousand Ghost Stones."

"Oh?"

The Sect Leader’s expression grew slightly serious. He could afford to ignore the Mortal Realm, but not the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land. They were a faction that stood at the apex of the Guanxi Plain, just like the Heaven-Hating Sect. As for which was stronger, that was unknown.

They had never fought.

The Slaughter Immortal Holy Land hadn’t participated in any major conflicts for many years.

He looked down at the letter in his hand.

It contained only a few short lines.

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「To the Sect Leader of the Heaven-Hating Sect:」

「My apologies. I have just learned that disciples from the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land and the Heaven-Hating Sect had a conflict some time ago. My apologies. Though our doctrines differ, we are all living beings. How could we raise weapons against one another? My apologies.」

「I have sent ten thousand Ghost Stones as a token of my remorse.」

「May we put this behind us and guard the Eternal Night together.」

「My apologies.」

「Zi Wei, Saint Master of the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land.」

「Eternal Night Calendar, Year 380, Third Month, Eighth Day.」

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"..."

The Sect Leader of the Heaven-Hating Sect stared at the letter, completely baffled. ’Did something like this even happen?’

’Something so trivial would never be reported to me.’

’Is that fellow Zi Wei usually this idle?’

’Getting personally involved and even writing a letter over such a small matter.’

Still, he found it quite gratifying.

The other party had sent Ghost Stones as an apology and even wrote him a personal letter. This was a sign of respect. Although the Heaven-Hating Sect wasn’t short on ten thousand Ghost Stones, he himself would be reluctant to give that many away.

’Just because we’re not lacking doesn’t mean we can just give them away.’

But then, immediately after, a subordinate once again strode in from outside the hall.

"Reporting to the Sect Leader! The Saint Master of the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land, leading Elders and other sect members, has stopped on the hillside eight hundred meters outside the Heaven-Hating Sect. There are seventy-eight people in total."

"A man of character!"

The Sect Leader of the Heaven-Hating Sect was stunned for a moment, but then he quickly understood. He hopped to his feet and strode toward the hall’s entrance. "Help me change! The Elders will accompany me out of the sect to greet them!"

In the past, he had always looked down on the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land’s Saint Master, the infamous "Apology Maniac" of the Guanxi Plain. The number of apology letters sent out from the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land each day exceeded the number of merchant caravans they dispatched.

Everyone in the Guanxi Plain said the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land had produced a true saint.

Not a saint in the complimentary sense.

But a saint in the sense of being a pushover.

This time, however, he was genuinely impressed.

Although he wasn’t worried about the Mortal Realm—it was just a newly risen faction, far away in Jiangbei, what could it do to him?—this show of staunch support still moved him deeply. His impression of the man had changed slightly.

...

"Not bad, not bad. This is the spot."

The Slaughter Immortal Holy Land Saint Master glanced around. There was no one else there. They were either the first to arrive, or no one else intended to come at all. After all, nobody truly believed the Mortal Realm could do anything to the Heaven-Hating Sect within an hour.

Eight hundred meters ahead was the city of the Heaven-Hating Sect.

Its uniform Level 4 City Walls made the city seem like a mountain-stabilizing boulder, firmly planted in the Guanxi Plain. It had endured many rainy seasons without ever having its walls breached.

They were built at a great cost.

The No. 7 Defense Line in the Guandong Plain only had Level 6 City Walls. Of course, the scale of the walls wasn’t comparable; the No. 7 Defense Line was a full 97 kilometers long.

He stood on the hillside, looking toward Hentian City. The vantage point was perfect, offering a complete view of the entire city. If something were to happen, this was the best seat in the house.

"Saint Master."

The Grand Elder of the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land looked up at the surroundings. The sky was clear and cloudless. He couldn’t help but whisper, "There’s no sign of movement at all. It’s still noon, but we need to leave enough time to return before the Eternal Night falls."