Chapter 2130 - 2119: Ten-Thousand-Year Ancient Clan, Hundred-Thousand-Year Ancient Clan!

"I know what you’re thinking. Are you doubting what I said?" Cang Jinyun smiled, her delicate body leaning slightly forward, coming into close contact with Hua Tiandu. The scent emanating from her was utterly alluring, making it difficult for even Hua Tiandu to control his emotions.

However...

Cang Jinyun’s words were somewhat boastful. Currently, the Holy Hall’s position in Huaxia was at its peak. Even without Lin Zifeng’s leadership, it wouldn’t collapse for three to five years unless there was internal strife, factions seizing power. Otherwise, it’s impossible to harm the Holy Hall.

"Cang Jinyun, there’s something I must remind you of. From the time the Holy Hall was established until now, it’s only been over half a year. I believe you understand well how many people or forces have been dissatisfied with the Holy Hall and have attacked it, and their outcomes haven’t been good.

Although the Holy Hall isn’t very strong, its unity is solid. It can’t be disrupted by just a few simple words from you. Moreover, if you lose, then what about me? You can’t expect to dismiss me with a few words now, can you?"

Hua Tiandu isn’t foolish. If he agrees to Cang Jinyun’s request now, and Cang Jinyun loses later, wouldn’t he also lose along with her? He couldn’t afford to lose. Losing would not only endanger his life but also ruin his reputation in the Holy Hall and all of Huaxia.

The rise of the Holy Hall encountered many opponents along the way, but their outcomes were all tragic, unable to shake the Holy Hall in the slightest. No one understood the Holy Hall’s strength better than Hua Tiandu.

The truly fearsome members of the Holy Hall aren’t Lin Zifeng but those women whose minds are even more ruthless than men’s. They are the strongest force of the Holy Hall. The Holy Hall’s people are so united, it’s impossible to break them.

"I understand your concerns, but I must remind you of one thing. If Cang Jinyun wants to accomplish something, there’s nothing she can’t achieve. You might still be hesitating now, but that doesn’t matter, as you’ll soon witness my way.

Right now, what you need to do is stir up internal strife within the Holy Hall. I think I don’t need to teach you how to cause internal chaos, as it’s the simplest and most direct strategy. Additionally, you should gather a group of confidants in the Holy Hall. If the Holy Hall really can’t be preserved, at least your confidants can protect you. Even if you don’t want to hold the Holy Hall, that’s fine. You can still thrive in Zhonghai City."

"So, what do you need me to do?" Hua Tiandu was thinking the same. Without relying on Cang Jinyun, he must incite internal strife in the Holy Hall. Without internal strife, he would never have a chance to rise.

"Hehe, what could I possibly need you to do?" Cang Jinyun’s voice suddenly turned extremely seductive, with an intoxicating fragrance entering Hua Tiandu’s nostrils as she opened her mouth.

The intense allure made Hua Tiandu’s breathing heavy. He got up, wrapped his arms around Cang Jinyun’s alluring body, and headed for the bed.

"Mmm, Tiandu, I prefer wild men. I hope you won’t disappoint me too much~"

"Haha, wild, is it? I, yours truly, will definitely satisfy you, even making you unable to get out of bed!"

Soon... the room echoed with the rough cursing of the man and the heartbreaking moans of the woman...

When Hua Tiandu stepped out of the room, Cang Jinyun, draped in a silk semi-transparent nightgown, leaned against the doorframe, giving Hua Tiandu a charming smile: "Tiandu, you satisfied me greatly."

The man turned back, gritting his teeth, and sneered, "As long as you like it."

After speaking, disregarding the woman’s expression, Hua Tiandu tugged at the corner of his garment and shook it, finally disappearing at the end of the hotel corridor...

On the other side, after hitting the Situ Family’s Situ Xuan, Lin Zifeng didn’t take it seriously but instead buried himself in the Dongfang Family’s study. He wanted to understand this world, become slightly familiar with it, and then began extensively reading books, hoping to find what he wanted.

However, after going through all the books, Lin Zifeng didn’t find what he needed.

He was looking for information on how to return to the Mortal World, but after examining the entire study, he couldn’t find what he wanted, causing Lin Zifeng to furrow his brows. Could it be that returning from the Third Parallel Universe was impossible?

Impossible. Since he could enter, he surely could leave. It was just that he hadn’t found the right method.

Besides, the Third Parallel Universe and the Mortal World are separated only by a Dark Prison. If the Dark Prison is shattered, he can surely return.

However, Lin Zifeng’s most lamentable issue now was that his current Cultivation Realm was a pity.

In the Dark Prison, urgently needing combat power, he had to forcibly break through to the Saint but hadn’t taken the final step, hadn’t walked the Transformation Path. Not embarking on the transformation meant he would forever remain ordinary, stuck in the Saint Realm.

He couldn’t be like those who had walked the Transformation Path, capable of suppressing Demon Nature, surviving Heavenly Tribulation, and finally reaching the legendary Divine Level!

Leaving the study, Lin Zifeng almost returned with disappointment. After all, the things he wanted couldn’t be easily found in an average family’s collection of books.

However, Lin Zifeng found several useful clues in the data, that the most powerful forces in this world were some ancient clans that have existed for thousands of years!

Some of these ancient clans have existed for thousands of years, and some are nearly ten thousand years old!

Though he didn’t understand how powerful these ancient clans truly were, at least this usable information he found was vital to him.

After exiting the study, it was already around six in the evening. Seeing that it was getting late, and having just broken through to the Saint Realm—though most of his potential had been stifled—his constitution, different from ordinary cultivators, allowed him to be more powerful than an average Saint, even without journeying the Transformation Path.

Moreover, the Magic Bracelet was still with him. With such a Divine Artifact in hand, even if he couldn’t become one of those top Saints, he aimed to become even more powerful.

The real regret was not having the Heavenly Painting Halberd in his possession. If he still had it, his combat power would increase significantly. Fortunately, the Primordial Battle Banner, after refining, was much stronger than before, stored in the Magic Bracelet’s storage space. Given time, it should rival the Heavenly Painting Halberd.

As he walked through the back garden of the Marquis Mansion, there was a large artificial hill not far away, surrounded by a hot spring emitting white mist. The hot spring covered a substantial area.

From a distance, it looked like an Immortal Realm.