Investing in the Reborn Empress, She Actually Calls Me ‘Husband’ Chapter 708: Authoritative Certification of the Cold Fairy

A gale howled through the pitch-black night!

They stood in the desolate, lonely outskirts of the city.

"Heh heh heh...."

"What is the point of that unsettling laughter?"

"I am just setting the mood, Hall Master. I was under the impression that all members of a Demon Sect laughed in this fashion."

"And where exactly did you pick up such a notion?"

"From a book titled 'The Overbearing Empress Falls For Me'."

"...."

Luo Yexian felt a sudden urge to toss this cultist to the disaster beasts. However, with vital matters to attend to, he suppressed his irritation and decided to let the subordinate live for the time being.

"To begin with, we are a Divine Sect. Furthermore, the Immortal is scheduled to arrive this very day. If you utter that wretched sound once more, I will strike you dead with a single slap."

While he was busy scolding his lackey, the sound of approaching footsteps echoed from the distance.

Mo Chaozong had made his appearance.

His arrival was understated, accompanied only by a handful of Outer Realm deacons and a single elder of the Law Body realm.

"Hall Master Luo, I have arrived as requested. Where is this 'certainty' you claimed to possess?"

Mo Chaozong bypassed the pleasantries.

Engaging in 'grand schemes' with members of a Demon Sect was the height of illegality; if the authorities caught wind of this meeting, executions would surely follow.

"Sect Master Mo possesses true bravery—the hallmark of a man destined for greatness."

Luo Yexian offered a brief compliment before getting down to business:

"In that case, I shall speak plainly. My elder brother is an Immortal hailing from the Myriad Phenomena Immortal Sect!"

His declaration rang out across the empty fields.

Mo Chaozong and his Spirit Rhyme Sect followers stared back in total confusion, causing a wave of awkwardness to settle over the group.

It occurred to Luo Yexian then that the Myriad Phenomena Immortal Sect was not a name known to the masses.

"They are a reclusive Immortal Sect. It is only natural that you are unaware of them, but does their anonymity not prove their immense power? I have visited the Immortal Sect personally. The grandeur I witnessed there..."

Luo Yexian spoke of his experiences with a look of intense longing.

Mo Chaozong found his mind reeling as he listened, though skepticism remained.

Were they truly as ancient as the Summoning Demon Sect?

The talk of endless hoards of treasure and nine dragons pulling a carriage was secondary. The real shock was the claim that legendary Immortals actually existed.

Had they truly once cowed a seventh-realm master from the Great Yu imperial lineage?

"I can see by your face, Brother Mo, that this is difficult to swallow. I felt the same way initially."

Luo Yexian spoke with total assurance, "The Immortal will be here shortly. You shall see the truth for yourself. Though my brother possesses a mild temperament and exists far above mundane concerns, we must treat him with the highest level of respect."

"That goes without saying."

Mo Chaozong reasoned that the renowned Summoning Demon Sect would not go through such elaborate lengths merely to play a prank on him.

Time ticked away until the moon reached its peak in the sky.

Mo Chaozong’s patience began to wear thin, his gaze turning doubtful as he looked at Luo Yexian, who remained perfectly composed.

Moments later, just as Mo Chaozong opened his mouth to complain, the sudden, frantic flight of startled crows caught his attention. By the time he focused his senses, a silhouette had already appeared at the clearing's edge, standing under a tree with a shadow stretched thin by the moon.

When had he arrived?

Mo Chaozong was shocked to his core. As a seasoned sixth-realm expert, his spiritual awareness usually covered a hundred miles even when he wasn't trying. Yet, this individual had seemingly materialized out of thin air.

The figure was clad in black robes with sweeping sleeves, and distinct horn-like growths protruded from his head. He appeared less like a man and more like a mythical beast of legend that had assumed human form.

Luo Yexian had previously informed him that the true form of Immortal Black Soil was a Bai Ze.

"Brother Immortal, you have finally graced us with your presence."

Luo Yexian hurried forward, wearing a wide grin. "This is the Spirit Rhyme Sect Master I spoke of. He shares our grievance with the Qingyuan Sect, making him an ideal partner for our objectives."

"Is that so?"

Immortal Li observed the newcomer for a moment, his brow furrowing. "This companion of yours appears to be plagued by terrible fortune. Are you not concerned that his presence will bring calamity to our endeavor?"

"How could you possibly know that?" Mo Chaozong blurted out, stunned.

"...."

Li Mo glanced at the man’s missing fingers and his empty eye socket, thinking to himself, 'What normal person looks like that?'

Naturally, he had also confirmed this using his Heavenly Destiny Divine Eye.

The man was certainly hideous, but his power was formidable, and his techniques were far more eccentric than those of a typical sixth-realm Cultivation practitioner.

"Ah, but of course. The Immortal is a Bai Ze. Such insight is only natural for him."

Mo Chaozong answered his own query before Immortal Li could even respond.

Immortal Li spoke with an air of detachment, "Since he is your acquaintance, Xiao Luo, we shall permit him to join us. The 'grand plan' you mentioned involves toppling the Qingyuan Sect and seizing the Cycle of Life and Death Formation, yes?"

"Nothing escapes your notice, brother." Luo Yexian gave an embarrassed laugh.

"And of course, we would never ask for your help without compensation. The Divine Sect has prepared an incredibly lavish gift..."

"This venerable one has no use for gold, silver, or worldly trinkets."

Immortal Li shook his head dismissively.

In truth, he didn't even have to try to sound convincing.

Both Luo Yexian and Mo Chaozong could feel the genuine indifference in his tone—the ethereal, transcendent aura of a being who viewed mortal wealth as nothing more than dust.

Even those at the Palm Mystique level struggled to abandon worldly desires. What manner of being could speak so carelessly of such things?

He truly was an Immortal.

"Then, what is it that brother desires..."

"The Cycle of Life and Death Formation possesses some unique qualities. Allow me to borrow it for a few days of study once the task is finished."

Li Mo made the request sound like an afterthought.

He didn't actually care for the formation. However, he knew that in this situation, demanding a price that made them hesitate actually made his role more believable.

Thanks to his time undercover in Tianren City, Young Master Li was a veteran of such deception.

"This..." Luo Yexian paused, then steeled his resolve. "I must discuss this with the Vice Sect Master. However, I promise I will not let you down, brother."

"Very well. It is a deal."

As soon as the words left his lips, a thick fog rolled over the clearing.

By the time the mist cleared, Li Mo had vanished from his spot.

Mo Chaozong stared at the empty space, lost in thought.

"Brother Mo, if you ally with us, the rewards extend far beyond your Sect becoming a provincial power."

"What else is there?"

"The final prince of the Great Shang dynasty has been sustained by a millennium of national fortune within that Cycle of Life and Death Formation; he now carries incredible auspicious luck. I assume that piques your interest?"

"But we are, officially, a respectable orthodox sect..."

"Only the heavens and the earth will know. Once the Qingyuan Sect is erased, who will tell the tale? Even if my Summoning Demon Sect tried to expose you, no one would believe us. What is there to fear?"

.......

"Indeed. The Spirit Rhyme Sect and the Summoning Demon Sect have formed an alliance."

"Furthermore, they have recruited a remarkably handsome and exceptionally gifted assistant."

Upon leaving the meeting, Young Master Li did not go home. Instead, he made a beeline for the External Affairs Hall of the Qingyuan Sect.

As it happened, Elder Qian was currently in a meeting with Sect Master Shangguan Wencang.

Young Master Li provided a meticulous report of everything he had witnessed that night.

"Preposterous! The Spirit Rhyme Sect maintains a facade of righteousness while crawling into bed with Demon Sect filth! That illegal meeting alone is enough for the Sky Patrol Guard to haul them away!"

Qian Bufan was fuming, but then a thought struck him:

"Wait, how did you obtain this information?"

"Xiao Mo, I am aware of your devotion to this sect."

Sect Master Shangguan added with a serious tone, "But you are the public face of the Qingyuan Sect now. A prominent figure attracts danger. You must not risk your life on such perilous intelligence-gathering missions again."

After the lecture, he inquired:

"By the way, who is this helper they managed to find?"

"That would be me."

Li Mo smiled and pointed a finger at himself.

"??"

The Sect Master and Old Qian both jerked back in synchronized shock.