Cultivation: Starting with a Dao Companion, My Descendants Prosper

"What are you all eating! Find out for me, find out!"

After an hour, the disciple walked in again.

"Master, I found the reason! It's Chaoyang Ye Clan and the Mysterious Feather Sect attacking us!"

Upon hearing this, Cui Wuzhi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"So that's it! Haha, their clan leader was killed by us, this must be their retaliatory attack against us! But they are underestimating us!"

The disciple hesitated and said,

"No, Master! This conflict was personally initiated by the Chaoyang Ye Clan leader! He is not dead!"

Cui Wuzhi's smile disappeared, and he grabbed the disciple's collar.

"What did you say? Ye Tian is still alive? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"You're talking nonsense, I don't believe it! His will has been destroyed by me, not even a body was left behind!"

The disciple was at a loss and on the verge of tears.

"Master, someone from our sect has seen him with their own eyes! It shouldn't be fake..."

...

At the border between Chaoyang Ye Clan and the Holy Spirit Sect, several armies had merged.

"Everyone, we have recaptured the lost territory. The enemy is weaker than we imagined! Next, we will advance towards our next strategic target, the Yinhuma Salt Lake (a lake of the Holy Spirit Sect)."

"After the war, rewards will be given based on merits. Everyone has the opportunity to receive Foundation Building Pills, form Gold Cores... and have wives and children!"

The morale soared!

The mighty army advanced at a speed of hundreds of miles per day. At each location, they first cleared the remnants of the Holy Spirit Sect's forces and confiscated spoils of war.

For a while, there were countless floating corpses.

...

Donglin Luo Clan,

"Everyone, intelligence shows that this war against the Holy Spirit Sect was planned by the Chaoyang Ye Clan! And the executor is Ye Tian, who is comparable to the disciples of the Holy Land!" Luo Clan's clan leader stroked his beard.

"Ye Tian? Wasn't there a war at our clan's border at the Nascent Soul level some time ago, and he died..." an elder expressed doubt.

"The Chaoyang Ye Clan has risen rapidly, there must be some unknown secrets... he's not that easy to kill!"

The Luo Clan leader slammed the table heavily, blew his beard, and stared.

"For a hundred years, we have had many grievances with the Holy Spirit Sect, and countless of our people have died by their hands..."

"No matter how our relationship with the Chaoyang Ye Clan is, this time, Luo Yunfei must help settle the score!"

...

"Master, Ye Tian is actually not dead! Now he is advancing towards the Holy Spirit Sect, burning, killing, looting along the way, causing immeasurable damage! Even the Donglin Luo Clan has attacked us... Can you take action again and completely eliminate him to prevent future troubles?" Cui Wuzhi stood outside the door, restless and exaggerating.

"Ah... it's too late! Everything has been determined since he escaped!"

The old man with white hair touched his right leg that had not yet recovered from the previous battle, sighed deeply.

He closed his sunken eyes, his expression vacant.

"You go organize resistance and send envoys for negotiations! As for the rest, do what you can and leave the rest to fate..."

He took out a fourth-grade healing pill, put it in his mouth, and slowly dissolved it. The pain on his face eased slightly.

Although Cui Wuzhi was unwilling, since his master had spoken, what could he do?

"I'm not willing! Ye Tian, I'll spare your life this time! After a hundred years, we'll see who is stronger..."

He concealed the gloom on his face and began to work on defense strategies and negotiation strategies.

...

"Master, our army has captured a spy!"

A disciple entered the frontline command headquarters and saluted Ye Mingde and the others.

"A spy? Just kill him, there's no need to come and report!" Ye Tian said indifferently.

The spy, who was bound at the entrance, immediately started shouting and screaming, afraid that it would be too late and his head would be chopped off.

"Don't kill me! I'm not a spy, I'm an envoy from the Holy Spirit Sect! The master sent me here for negotiations!" The spy cried out.

A disciple responsible for guarding him immediately slapped him.

"Smack..."

"You're already the tenth spy claiming to be an envoy from the Holy Spirit Sect this week! Come up with a better excuse in your next life!" The beaten envoy sobbed, "If the other nine hadn't been killed by you, I wouldn't have taken the risk to come!"

Everyone in the room: "..."

Ye Tian: "Bring him in!"

"You say you're an envoy, sent by Cui Wuzhi to negotiate, is that right?"

"I don't like beating around the bush. Just tell me one thing... What price is the Holy Spirit Sect prepared to pay?"

After thinking for a moment, the envoy cautiously glanced at Ye Tian.

"The Ye Family of Chaoyang and the Holy Spirit Sect will sign a hundred-year non-aggression treaty. The Ye Family of Chaoyang will withdraw from the influence of the Holy Spirit Sect and compensate the Holy Spirit Sect... with 10 million spirit stones!"

Although it was the scorching month of August, the temperature in the room instantly dropped to the depths of winter. The subtle atmosphere made people shiver.

Ye Tian sneered, "Take him out and kill him!"

The envoy was terrified and immediately revealed the bottom line of the negotiations that Cui Wuzhi had instructed him.

"The Holy Spirit Sect is willing to sign a ten-year temporary ceasefire treaty. Based on the current occupied territories of each faction, the territories will be redistributed. We will compensate you with 2 million spirit stones!"

"Hmph, that's a bit more sincere. But it's still not enough! Go tell that guy surnamed Cui, we need three Gold Core Pills, fifty Foundation Building Pills, and five million spirit stones... then we can sit down at the negotiation table!"

The envoy was at a loss, not knowing what to do.

If he were to propose the conditions of the Ye Family of Chaoyang to the master face to face, would he be killed?

"Senior, can we reduce it a bit more... The compensation you proposed is a bit harsh!" he said, mustering up his courage.

"Go back and tell that old man one thing: what you can't get on the battlefield, don't expect to get at the negotiation table!"

...

Although Ye Tian was asking for a lot, the other side agreed.

Because not only the Luo Family, but even some small factions that the Holy Spirit Sect usually didn't even bother to look at were also eager to take action.

They were ready to take advantage of this opportunity to seek justice for their ancestors who had suffered humiliation in the Holy Spirit Sect.

This is the consequence of doing many unjust things, they will eventually perish!

At the negotiation table, the proud Cui Wuzhi finally lowered his noble head.

"Every demand we put forward must be fulfilled by the Holy Spirit Sect without any discount!" Ye Tian said, crossing his legs and chatting happily with the Luo Family patriarch beside him.

"The Donglin Luo Family is the same!" The gloomy-faced Cui Wuzhi signed the "Ten-Year Temporary Ceasefire Treaty," later known as the "Salt Lake Treaty."

But this thing actually had no practical binding force.

Well, it was no different from toilet paper!

Under the strong demands of the Ye Family and the Luo Family, the Holy Spirit Sect immediately fulfilled the war reparations.

At this moment, Cui Wuzhi also showed a look of a declining hero.

After a hundred years, would he really have the ability to seek revenge?

Just as Ye Tian and Luo Yunfei were discussing matters, Dongfang Qinyao urgently transmitted a message.

"Husband, there's a change in the southeast! Changsheng Gate and Yuqing Palace have gathered a large number of troops and have already clashed with our outpost cultivators. They could attack our territory at any time!"