The Invincible Supreme Medical God

Chapter 1357 701: Sealed for a Thousand Years

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As for Bai Xiaochun, he was shaken to the core. From what he knew, it seemed almost impossible that the Spirit Stream Sect would agree to such terms. Being sealed for a thousand years was basically imprisonment. And the most disheartening part was what would happen after that thousand-year period ended.

However, from the perspective of the Blood Flow Sect, there really didn't seem to be any other choice. They didn't want to go to war, but they couldn't bring themselves to trust mere promises or agreements. The only thing they could trust was a powerful magic seal!

Bai Xiaochun felt a bit lost. The matter was so heavy that he almost felt like he couldn't breathe. He wasn't sure what kind of choice the Clan Leader of the Spirit Stream Sect would make. Would they go to war?

Song Junwan laughed. "Very good, there's no need to overthink the deeper issues. The ancestors will handle everything. In the end, there will be war; the only question is who we'll be fighting."

After they chatted a bit about trivial matters, it could be said that Yan Xiaobao was somewhat stunned. She didn't seem upset. After all, reacting to such news in this way was only natural.

In fact, when she had heard the news a few days earlier and realized a bitter war was imminent, she had been shaken for quite some time as well.

With that, she dismissed him.

However, just as he turned to leave, Song Junwan seemed to suddenly think of something and said, "Xue Mei was lying. Throughout my entire cultivation, I've never had any Daoist partner to choose from. In fact, I've never even had a Daoist companion!"

She wasn't sure why she needed to explain such a thing, and the instant those words left her mouth she realized how outrageous they sounded, causing her face to immediately flush bright red.

"Eh?" Yan Xiaobao said, stopping in his tracks and looking back at her. When he saw her blushing cheeks and adorable dimples, she looked even more enchanting than before.

"Another deadly move!" He sucked in a deep breath. Lowering his head, he hurried out of the Immortal cave. All along, he had felt that the two moves she'd been using ever since her transformation were incredibly powerful. In fact, he found it almost impossible to resist them.

After some time, he returned to his own Immortal cave, where he sat cross-legged, thinking about everything Song Junwan had told him. In the end, he let out a sigh.

"Is there really no other way?" At dawn three days later…

Yan Xiaobao was in a foul mood. The more he thought about war breaking out between the two sects, the worse he felt. Most importantly, he now realized that the only reason he had agreed to carry out the diplomatic mission was because he was impressed by the Great Elder's outstanding performance.

If not for that, he would have taken advantage of her absence to sneak into her Immortal Cave and search for the Eternal Indestructible Relic. However, after reminding himself about the martial law, he shook his head.

Inwardly, he was frowning in bitter distress, but to anyone who looked at him, he simply appeared cold and sinister.

After leaving the Immortal cave, he went to the base of the Middle Peak, where a number of Cultivators had already gathered. There were about a dozen of them, and as soon as they caught sight of him, many faces grew grim. A few, however, showed no reaction at all.

God-Diviner Master was one of the Middle Cultivators in the group. The moment he saw Yan Xiaobao, his expression flickered. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, his eyes went cold and he let out a disdainful snort. In the past, he had feared Yan Xiaobao, but after swearing that oath to Miss Xue Mei and becoming one of her subordinates, that fear had been greatly reduced.

"Everyone has someone powerful backing them," he thought with a cold laugh. "Let's see how you cause trouble for me now!"

Yan Xiaobao paid no attention to the various looks the other Cultivators were giving him. He chose a spot near the back of the group and sat down cross-legged. There were a few other people sitting there as well, but when he arrived, they respectfully made room for him. Nightcrypt's name had already spread.

Before long, more beams of light appeared. There were people from all stages of the Foundation Establishment. After about the time it takes half a stick of incense to burn, Elder Song Junwan appeared, escorted by two Bloody Elders. Everyone rose to their feet and clasped hands in greeting. However, to the shock of all present, Elder Song Junjun, who had always been like a smoking flame before, was dressed differently from usual today.

She no longer appeared openly seductive, but rather somewhat conservative. Of course, her basic looks hadn't changed; in fact, her new style not only did nothing to lessen her beauty, it made her even more stunning.

All the Middle Cultivators present were taken aback, many of them staring wide-eyed at her.

Song Junwan smiled faintly, her eyes sparkling. Many people were dazzled, and as for Bai Xiaochun, his heart started pounding faster.

Song Junwan swept her gaze across the group, and when her eyes rested on Bai Xiaochun for a moment, they suddenly narrowed and she glared at him.

"Another tricky move!" he thought, even more nervous than before. He immediately raised his guard. He was coming to realize that Song Junwan was truly hard to read. Three days ago she had smiled at him like a flower, and now she was glaring at him. Before he could even begin to analyze the situation, Song Junwan's voice rang out for all to hear.

"All of you will accompany the Clan Leader on a diplomatic visit to the Spirit Stream Sect. Do your best, and don't bring shame upon the Blood Flow Sect!" She was no longer smiling; her solemn tone stirred a response from the crowd.

Right about then, a Blood Cloud appeared near Ancestor Peak. As it rapidly grew to three hundred meters across, a rumbling sound could be heard. Then it began drifting in their direction. Standing atop the cloud was an old man in a violet robe. A tall crown sat upon his head, and although he was advanced in years, he stood perfectly straight. Even without any visible anger, his mere presence was threatening, and he radiated a shocking aura that filled everyone with a mad, profound feeling.