Volume 11, Chapter 770 – Is She Holding a Funeral or a Celebration? (Part 1)

As the date of June 30th drew nearer, Qi Huang began ordering people to tally the number of guests. Naturally, those close senior sisters were the first to sign up. Then came members from the Honghua Sect, Shuiyu Valley, and Huarong Sect, all coming to show their support. Add to that Zhen Feiyan, Jiang Feng, Yaoyao, and Mimi, those who bore deep hatred toward the Immortal Alliance, and also their friends from the Leiting Kingdom, Taiping Kingdom, and other factions that had grievances with the Immortal Alliance. The total number of attendees quickly shot up to seven or eight hundred.

Qi Huang was overjoyed, because the more people there were, the more prestigious she would appear.

But the more she thought about it, the more dissatisfied she became. So she unleashed her powerful Divine Sense to scatter invitations across every corner of the cultivation world, disregarding status or sect. If she saw someone, she sent them an invitation, to the point where even beggars on the streets in some places were each holding one.

Only then was Qi Huang finally satisfied, eagerly awaiting the arrival of June 30th day and night.

However, the people around her were growing anxious. After all, the Immortal Alliance was no trivial opponent. To topple such a colossal organization, shouldn’t there at least be a detailed plan?

“Plan? What plan? It’s just the Immortal Alliance. Anyone with hands could handle it.”

Qi Huang firmly dismissed the suggestion. She was never one to fight uncertain battles. When she fought, it was always a one-sided slaughter.

Her friends and family around her were helpless and could only give up their objections with reluctant resignation.

On the other hand, the Immortal Alliance wasn’t backing down either. Lu Lin ordered his people to send out their own invitations, summoning guests to their headquarters on the thirtieth to witness how they would crush the rebellious faction.

Because this matter was of great significance, people began flocking to Wuye City from all corners of the cultivation world, eager to witness this world-shaking clash. Among them were cultivators, martial artists, and even mortals. Yet only a tiny fraction had actually been invited, most were onlookers who came uninvited, just to spectate.

And among the invited guests, ninety-nine percent held invitations from the Immortal Alliance, proving just how invincible the Alliance was in the eyes of cultivators.

Lu Lin, unwilling to suffer a humiliating defeat, recalled all of the high-level combat power scattered across the continent back to the capital, determined to wipe out Qi Huang and her faction in one decisive stroke at Wuye City.

“At that time, your job won’t be to protect the headquarters. It will be to seal off the entirety of Wuye City and capture all those rebels in one fell swoop. Understood?”

Inside the discussion hall, Lu Lin gave strict instructions to the elders.

“Yes!”

The elders responded in unison, their voices firm and resolute.

“Alliance Master, I have something to report.”

Elder Kang, who had narrowly escaped death at the Kapok Valley Treasure Land, suddenly spoke up.

“Speak.”

Lu Lin frowned, worried that more bad news was on the way.

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“I heard from people outside that someone plans to hold a banquet on the main street at the entrance of our headquarters on the thirtieth, organized by Wenxiang Pavilion.”

Elder Kang reported.

“A banquet? For what purpose? A celebration or a funeral? There must be some reason, right?”

After a brief pause, Lu Lin asked.

“I heard from a friend who’s been to the Baihua Brothel that it’s a celebration. That person even invited musicians and dancers for entertainment.”

Elder Xiao of the Jingtian Sect chimed in.

“This friend of yours wouldn’t happen to be yourself, would it?”

Elder You from the Aoshi Sect, who had previously gone to request Yin-Yang Eyes, teased. He had a rugged appearance and spoke without any restraint.

“Mind your own business.”

Elder Xiao scowled and snapped.

“Alliance Master, what I heard was different from him. A friend of mine who went to a funeral supply shop on West Street said the banquet was actually a mourning feast. The shop’s owner, Master Chen, was even invited to conduct the funeral rites.”

Elder You added.

“Elder You, this friend of yours wouldn’t happen to be you either, would it? Which of your relatives died this time? Want me to pitch in for a condolence gift?”

Elder Xiao seized the chance for payback.

“You old bastard…”

Elder You was furious and rolled up his sleeves, ready for a fight.

“Silence! So which is it, musicians and dancers or a funeral priest?!”

Lu Lin shouted impatiently.

“It’s musicians and dancers. My source is completely reliable.”

“It’s a funeral priest. My intel is one hundred percent accurate.”

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Elder Xiao and Elder You answered at the same time, vying to be believed.

“Nonsense! If both of you are right, then I ask you: is it a celebration or a funeral? If it’s a funeral, how could they invite dancers and musicians? If it’s a celebration, how could they bring in a priest to perform rites?!”

Lu Lin was utterly enraged.

The two elders opened their mouths but were at a loss for how to respond.

“Alliance Master, does it even matter if it’s a celebration or a funeral? Let’s just ban them from holding it. Otherwise, on the thirtieth, with them getting in the way, they might affect our plans.”

Elder Kang suggested.

Lu Lin paused for a moment and then said, “No need. I was just worried about how to accommodate the guests we invited. Might as well use their banquet for our own purposes, kill two birds with one stone.”

“Alliance Master, brilliant! That’ll save us a huge expense too.”

Elder Kang’s eyes lit up, and the rest of the senior leaders showed admiration as well.

“But what if it really is a funeral? Wouldn’t it be improper to seat our guests there?”

Elder You reminded cautiously.

“Why are you overthinking it? Nothing is more important than the reputation of the Immortal Alliance. Even if it’s a funeral, we’ll still hold our celebration there. End of discussion.”

Lu Lin said impatiently.

“Alliance Master, one more thing. The residents of Wuye City, upon hearing that the rebels are coming to cause trouble, have begun fleeing.”

Elder Kang continued his report.

“Fleeing? Do they think the mighty Immortal Alliance can’t even handle a few rebels without causing collateral damage?”

Lu Lin’s expression darkened. Then he gave an order: “Go tell the local government office to strictly control the number of people allowed to leave the city before the first of July. I want every citizen in this city to see firsthand how powerful the Immortal Alliance truly is!”

“Yes!”

Elder Kang responded with a firm salute.

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With only three days left until June 30th, Qi Huang still hadn’t taken any action, which left some of her close friends and family baffled.

By noon, Ruan Lingyu, Yun Fei, and several other senior sisters had arrived.

“Junior Sister, it’s already June 27th… Did you forget something?”

Ruan Lingyu asked cautiously.

“Forget what?”

Qi Huang asked, confused.

“Forget what? Of course, the plan to destroy the Immortal Alliance! We can’t wait any longer.”

Shen Yuan said eagerly.

“What’s the rush? Aren’t there still two or three days left? Last time, it only took a few hours to get to their headquarters. Did you forget already?”

Qi Huang calmly reassured them.

“But this time it’s not just us! Honghua Sect and Shuiyu Valley have already gathered four to five hundred people. And I heard you’re still planning to pick up more. Are you sure two or three days is enough?”

Ruan Lingyu asked with concern.

“Relax, senior sisters! Not to mention two or three days, it won’t even take two or three quarters of an hour!”

Qi Huang said with a confident smile. With her current Divine Sense power, bringing along several hundred or even a thousand people was no different than traveling alone.

“That’s great! We were worried you’d gotten cold feet.”

Ruan Lingyu sighed in relief.

“That’s hilarious. I’ve practically forgotten how to even write the word ‘fear’.”

Qi Huang rolled her beautiful eyes. Just then, the Thousand-Mile Communication Tube buzzed.

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Qi Huang walked over and saw that it was Manager Bao from Wenxiang Pavilion. She quickly gestured to her senior sisters to keep quiet, popped a voice-stimulating pill, and then answered the call.

“Honored guest, perhaps I could refund your deposit and you can find another inn to book your banquet?”

Manager Bao said, trying to bargain.

“Why?”

Qi Huang asked, already knowing the answer.

“Why? Haven’t you heard? Over a hundred million rebels are going to challenge the Immortal Alliance on the thirtieth! And you want me to host a banquet at their front gate? That’s a death sentence!”

Manager Bao exclaimed.

“A hundred million?! Which bastard is spreading that nonsense?! It’s clearly just one person, alright?!”

Qi Huang snapped. She thought, ‘Would I, the great Immortal Qi, really need a hundred million people to deal with a pathetic Immortal Alliance?’

“One person? How do you know?”

Manager Bao asked, curious.

“Ahem…”

Qi Huang coughed lightly, then said, “Just a hunch! Manager Bao, in business, credibility is everything. Now there are only two or three days left and you suddenly want to back out. If I publicize this, will your inn still have any customers left?”

“Please, honored guest, I beg you, have mercy. I’m just a mortal, I can’t afford to get caught up in this!”

Manager Bao pleaded.

“What trouble? You really think that me, an Immortal, taking down a measly Immortal Alliance would spill over onto you? That’s just insulting!”

Qi Huang said without thinking.

“Yes, yes, the Immortal Alliance really is str… wait, what did you just say? Who’s taking down who?”

Manager Bao’s voice suddenly began to tremble.