Following a Hundred Years of Cultivation, I m dying Before I Got Cheats - Chapter 1093

Chapter 1093: Immortal Treasures and the Final Gathering
Editor: Henyee Translations

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When Jiang Chengxuan spoke of the final resort, Qin Shenwu immediately understood what he meant. However, even he needed to ponder the decision deeply.

“Is there truly no other way?” After a long silence, Qin Shenwu asked in a heavy tone. It was as much a question for Jiang Chengxuan as it was for himself.

“Alright, then it’s decided. We’ll prepare to summon the Immortal Treasures,” Qin Shenwu finally agreed without needing a response from Jiang Chengxuan.

Indeed, there was no retreat left. If they wished to take the initiative and not be sitting ducks, this seemed the only option.

“Yes,” Jiang Chengxuan nodded lightly, knowing that Qin Shenwu would support his decision.

“However, we need to inform the other sects about this,” Jiang Chengxuan continued. “I’ll give them a month. After that, we’ll convene a meeting to discuss this matter.”

With that, Jiang Chengxuan and Shen Ruyan departed from Shenwu Peak. He needed to make the necessary preparations for summoning the Immortal Treasures.

While the process might incite some panic, Jiang Chengxuan’s current prestige in the Haoran Sect made it a manageable task. The rise of the Haoran Sect was closely tied to Jiang Chengxuan’s own rise, and its fortune intertwined with his.

As Jiang Chengxuan began making arrangements, letters were dispatched from the Haoran Sect to various sects and factions.

After the war against the Demonic Sect, other sects held great respect for the Haoran Sect. The moment these letters arrived, the high-ranking members of each sect opened them simultaneously, digesting the urgent news within.

In the grand halls of these sects, the sect leaders and Daolords read the letters with shocked expressions, their minds reeling.

The letters contained a simple yet devastating message: the demon immortal’s true spirit had infiltrated the Floodgate Realm and could revive at any moment. These few words struck like a thunderclap, shattering their composure.

Not only had the demon immortal not been stopped, but he had been stealthily advancing his plans. This sudden dreadful news was hard to accept.

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Yet, these letters came from the Haoran Sect and Jiang Chengxuan, names that commanded trust. Given the precedents, only a fool would doubt Jiang Chengxuan’s words. To confirm, they reached out to other sects and soon found the information to be true.

The only silver lining was Jiang Chengxuan’s assurance that there was a solution. Despite the heavy toll taken by the great war against the Demonic Sect and the resources exhausted in deploying the Heavenly Deduction Formation, there was still a glimmer of hope.

For a month, the sect leaders and Daolords brooded over this, each suspecting what the solution might be.

Time slipped by in an atmosphere of tense anticipation. The day of the meeting arrived, and familiar faces from various sects gathered once more.

The meeting took place at the same site where the Haoran Sect had previously set up the formation.

“Welcome, everyone,” Jiang Chengxuan greeted as the last of the attendees arrived. “I believe you all understand why we are here.”

The faces around him were somber. The urgency was palpable. One of the sect leaders stepped forward, bowing slightly before speaking. “Sect Master Jiang, given the dire situation, I won’t beat around the bush. What is the plan to deal with the demon immortal’s true spirit?”

This echoed the sentiments of all present. Over the past month, they had pondered this intensely, each forming a hypothesis. Now, they sought confirmation.

“I believe many of you already suspect the solution,” Jiang Chengxuan began. His words were met with knowing nods. “To truly eliminate the demon immortal’s threat, we must summon the Immortal Treasures that each of our sects uses to suppress our fortunes. Only by doing this can we seize the initiative.”

The room filled with understanding mixed with reluctance. This was the answer they had hoped not to hear. They had clung to the hope of a miracle, a solution that wouldn’t involve such a heavy cost. But Jiang Chengxuan’s words shattered that hope, grounding them in harsh reality.

“Sect Master Jiang, can we really not avoid this? The Immortal Treasures are not to be used lightly,” one sect leader questioned, echoing the initial reluctance Qin Shenwu had expressed.

“No, it must be done. There is no other way,” Jiang Chengxuan replied firmly, his resolute tone quelling any lingering doubts. The certainty in his voice left no room for argument.

Seeing the resolve in Jiang Chengxuan, the attendees sighed collectively. They realized there was no turning back. One of the elders hesitated before suggesting, “Sect Master Jiang, can we wait a few more years? Perhaps we can delay summoning the treasures until the situation becomes more dire.”

Jiang Chengxuan’s expression remained serious. “The demon immortal’s cunning is well-known to us all. If he were so easily defeated, we wouldn’t be here today. Fortune is indeed precious, but time is even more so. Remember the war against the Demonic Sect. Had we waited for them to act before we did, the Floodgate Realm might have already fallen.”

His words brought everyone back to the harrowing memories of that battle. Each day they had delayed would have increased the difficulty, each year would have spelled disaster.

The room fell into a heavy silence, the weight of the decision pressing down on them.

Finally, realizing the gravity of the situation, they nodded in unison. The reality was clear: to face the demon immortal’s true spirit, they needed to summon their sects’ Immortal Treasures, no matter the cost.