Reborn Medicine King

But Jiang Fann already guessed what she was getting at. "Let's hope things don't turn out the way you're thinking. Once we get back to Myriad Clouds Mountain, we should have Tao Zhen warn the other sects. If it really comes to that, even the Nine Desolations might not be able to withstand it."    

Xiao Mo frowned, "I definitely can't hold them off, but cutting off Myriad Clouds Mountain from other places shouldn't be a problem. If I can't fight, I can at least hide!"    

Hearing her say this, Jiang Fann fell silent. If this situation really unfolded in the Nine Desolations, it might be even more troublesome than dealing with the Golden Eye Clan.    

As they approached the location of the Human Emperor Sect, guards quickly ran over. Two young men, surprised to see Jiang Fann, approached him. To the cultivators of the Human Emperor Sect, Jiang Fann was a figure of great significance.    

Back in the day, Jiang Fann had earned a lot of respect for the Human Clan in the Upper Heavens and helped their cultivators countless times. He even brought them back to the Nine Desolations, freeing them from the oppression of the various clans of the Great Thousand Worlds.    

Although they weren't fully accepted upon returning to the Nine Desolations, their situation was vastly improved compared to their time in the Upper Heavens. At least they no longer had to worry about their safety.    

Disciples of the Human Emperor Sect rarely ventured out. They hoped to wait until everything settled down before gradually integrating with the cultivators of the Nine Desolations.    

"Master Jiang Fann, you're back!"    

Jiang Fann didn't know these two people, but he felt a strong sense of familiarity. Back in the Nine Desolations, the Human Clan was incredibly united, and Jiang Fann had received help from many.    

"I need to see the sect leader. Is Senior Bai in the sect?"    

One of the guards quickly nodded. "The sect leader hasn't gone out. You can go directly to him."    

"Alright."    

With that, he led Xiaomo into the Human Emperor Sect. As they walked, Jiang Fann noticed many people from the vast world cultivating the land nearby. They had even established towns and villages. Those who weren't focused on cultivation were busy with their own affairs. This place was peaceful, untouched by the outside world's conflicts, and had a lively, down-to-earth atmosphere that was often missing in the world of cultivators.    

Seeing these people, Xiaomo remarked, "I think I understand why the God Clan isn't interested in the Nine Desolations."    

Jiang Fann looked at her, puzzled, clearly not grasping her point.    

Xiaomo explained, "Human cultivators have inherently weak powers and rely more on acquired skills. Even those with exceptional bloodlines aren't innately powerful. Occasionally, a strong one might appear, but they're too few. Using ordinary humans as a resource doesn't seem beneficial to them, unlike directly absorbing powerful bloodlines."    

Jiang Fann replied, "That does seem like a possibility. But whatever the reason, no one can give us a definite answer."    

Arriving at the Human Emperor Sect, the atmosphere for cultivation was excellent. Although some time had passed since the invasion of the Nine Desolations, the human cultivators from the Grand World knew the situation was far from over. They understood the importance of staying vigilant.    

Recently, they received news that someone from the Grand World had reopened a rift. Despite experts from the Nine Desolations stepping in, there was still a sense of danger. Even if another great battle were to occur, they would face it with the same fearlessness as before, just like in the Grand World.    

As Jiang Fann passed by, the surrounding cultivators greeted him warmly. Bai Shan, the sect leader, came out to welcome him, clearly having heard of Jiang Fann's arrival.    

Seeing Jiang Fann, Bai Shan was visibly excited and said, "I've known you were back for a while, but I haven't had the chance to meet you at Myriad Clouds Mountain. I didn't want to trouble you."    

"Senior Bai, your cultivation has improved significantly since I left."    

"It has indeed improved, but it's nothing compared to your progress. I've heard about the major accomplishments of your Heaven Pavilion. What's the situation in the Grand World now? Why do they still dare to open a rift?"    

Jiang Fann replied, "I'm here about that. The Golden Eye Clan, formerly known as the Gathering Gold Sect, plans to stay in the Nine Desolations for a while. I intend to let them reside here temporarily. Would you be able to accommodate them, Senior Bai?"    

As the two were talking, Jin Xian and his clan approached from the rear. Their presence was commanding, and their powerful aura quickly drew the attention of nearby cultivators. Bai Shan, recognizing their origins, frowned slightly.    

"As long as they don't disrupt the rules of our sect, there's no harm in letting them stay here temporarily. However..." Bai Shan began, but before he could finish, Jin Xian stepped forward and presented a collection of materials and treasures.    

"Consider this compensation for our stay. Please accept it," Jin Xian offered.    

Bai Shan was momentarily taken aback by the pile of treasures but, recalling their background, accepted them without hesitation, storing everything in his Hundred Treasures Bag. With the sect's resources limited due to restrictions on disciples venturing out, these unexpected gifts were a welcome boon. The sect's disciples were diligent, and the improved environment of the Nine Desolations ensured their cultivation wasn't hindered.    

This unexpected windfall was too good to pass up, especially since Jiang Fann had brought them. Bai Shan had no reason to refuse.    

"Then I won't stand on ceremony. Choose a spot nearby, and I'll make sure our disciples don't disturb your clan," Bai Shan said. Leaning closer to Jiang Fann, he whispered, "If there are more benefactors like this, be sure to bring them my way."    

Jiang Fann replied, "They haven't decided how long they'll stay. If the sect needs anything, don't hesitate to ask."    

Jin Xian: "Elder Brother Jiang is right. If anyone causes trouble for the Human Emperor Sect, my clan will step in to help. As for the usual times, we prefer to keep to ourselves and won't interfere with the sect's operations. When I leave, I'll compensate you further."    

Bai Shan nodded and then turned to Jiang Fann: "Why would a powerful force like Golden Gate come to the Nine Desolations?"    

"The Ancient God Clan is awakening, and Golden Gate can't find a foothold in the vast world anymore. Recently, there's been talk of the God-Slayer Clan waking from their slumber, too. The vast world is likely in chaos now..."    

Bai Shan's expression changed at this, clearly having heard the legends of the God-Slayer Clan. After all, he had spent considerable time training in the vast world.    

...    

The Vast World.    

Mountain of Gods.    

The elder of the God Clan looked deeply concerned.    

"They're getting closer. Several clans have already lost contact. At the rate the God-Slayer Clan is moving, they'll reach the Mountain of Gods in less than two weeks. We need to prepare."    

"There's no good solution right now. The five God-Slayer groups have appeared in different directions and are converging on the central area. Wherever they go, the Ancient God Clan is treated like vermin, while the lesser clans aren't even on their radar, only getting caught in the crossfire, just like before!"    

"If this continues, they won't stop until they've devoured all the clans. Even those who fled to the seas have nearly been wiped out. It's truly despicable."    

At this moment, three cultivators from the Crimson Mark Clan arrived at the Mountain of Gods. They all had human ancestry, which made communication easier, and it was clear they had known each other for many years.    

The clan leader spoke directly, "Crimson Mark Clan! What brings you here?"    

The lead cultivator looked a bit embarrassed, "Leader, to be precise, we fled here. Our territory has been wiped out. Luckily, we reacted quickly, or we would have been killed. Do you have any solutions? Our clan leader and elders died in battle years ago. The three of us are the last of our bloodline, and we don't want it to end like this. We wouldn't know how to face our ancestors if we died."    

The leader replied, "If there was a good solution, we wouldn't be in such a difficult position. We have no way to deal with the God-Slaying Clan. Even with so many experts from various clans back then, it was useless. How can we resist now? Hide if you can, take it one day at a time. Maybe there's still a glimmer of hope..."    

Hearing this, the lead Crimson Mark cultivator said, "Leader, there might actually be a way, but our clan can't do it alone. We're not influential, but if you take the lead, we might truly resolve this God-Slaying Clan issue."    

Hearing this, the leader showed a hint of interest. If it meant survival, he was certainly willing to listen to their ideas.    

"Go ahead, tell me your plan. If it's feasible, I'll take the lead."    

The Red Marked Clan cultivator steadied himself and then said seriously, "Divert the disaster eastward!"    

"Where to?"    

"To the Nine Desolations!"    

These simple words made all the cultivators present understand the intention of the Red Marked Clan.    

"Creating a rift to connect with the Nine Desolations isn't too difficult, but the human bloodlines over there are weak. The God-Slaying Clan doesn't even regard the royal bloodlines, so why would they be interested in the beings of that world?"    

The Red Marked Clan cultivator shook his head and continued, "We've reached this point, so let's be straightforward. Half a year ago, many of the Ancient God Clan attempted to go to the Nine Desolations. They must have received some kind of information, and you know it, I know it, most of the Ancient God Clan knows it. Could the legendary Innate Dao Fruit attract the God-Slaying Clan?"    

"You're not suggesting I tell those God-Slaying Clans about this, are you? Do you want me dead faster?"    

The clan leader frowned. Although he found the suggestion somewhat reasonable, he wasn't about to lead the charge. The God-Slaying Clan wouldn't spare him.    

The Red Marked Clan cultivator quickly added, "Of course, you don't need to go personally. Let the royals handle it. It doesn't matter how many of them die, and the God-Slaying Clan isn't interested in them. But they'll surely understand their message. If they truly are interested, we can step in and negotiate."    

The Elder said, "Since you've thought this through, you can handle it yourself. There's no need for our leader to take charge. Those royals won't ignore your commands."    

"Do you really think they'll follow my orders now? Guess who wants our Ancient God Clan gone the most?"    

The words of the Red Mark Clan cultivator struck a chord with them. During the last calamity of the Ancient God Clan, the ultimate beneficiaries were indeed those royals. They've ruled the vast world for so many years. If the Ancient God Clan were completely wiped out, the God-Slaying Clan would likely leave the world, allowing the royals to effortlessly reclaim everything.