5390: C5390 Formation!

C5390 Formation!

When the news of the Hao Lin Paradise hunting down Yang Bo spread, it caused a huge uproar.

Many local cultivators viewed Yang Bo as the bright light that led the way. His safety was something everyone cared about.

Many people would come to the Jade Lake to spectate, but there were also people who wanted to take advantage of the situation. There were even people who were from forces that were familiar with the Hao Lin Paradise. They came to the scene to launch a sudden attack.

The new world was surging with undercurrents. A large number of cultivators swarmed over, causing the Jade Lake to become lively.

Zhao Daosheng discussed with Yang Bo and decided to go into the crowd to hear the news.

Yang Bo formed a seal with his hands and turned around. He had already become a graceful noble young master. He wore a white Taoist robe and was handsome like a jade.

Golden light flashed on his body and he quickly arrived at the periphery of the Jade Lake. He then calmly took out a black boat and stepped on it.

When he arrived near the Jade Lake, Yang Bo put away the boat and walked towards the crowd.

There were too many cultivators gathered here, forming a market. There were people selling pills, talismans, and magic tools. There were also people selling food and wine.

Yang Bo walked around and saw several suspicious people.

There was a simple criterion to differentiate between local cultivators and foreign cultivators. It was cultivation.

There were very few local cultivators who could reach the peak of the Immortal Foundation Stage, and foreign cultivators were basically at this level.

Yang Bo casually pulled over a peak Immortal Foundation cultivator. He cupped his hands towards the other party and said, "Fellow Taoist, I am the cultivator from Flying Slope Planet, Cui Yibo. I was ordered to come to the Jade Lake to inquire about the situation."

"What is the situation here? Could you tell me a bit?"

The one who was pulled over by Yang Bo was a middle-aged cultivator. He wore a navy-blue Taoist robe, had a square face and big ears. When he heard Yang Bo speak, his eyes immediately widened.

Was he looking for a fool?

How could he ask about the situation so directly?

Wasn't he afraid of getting fake information?

Countless thoughts flashed through the middle-aged cultivator's mind. He stared at Yang Bo and carefully sized him up, "Which planet is Flying Slope Planet? Which force are you from?"

"Does your sect have any Saints, how many Golden Immortals are there, and how strong are they?"

Yang Bo was stunned. What did this mean?

Yang Bo asked, "Flying Slope Planet is just a remote planet, there are no Saints …"

Without waiting for Yang Bo to finish speaking, the other party waved his hand and said, "The sect doesn't have any Saints. What are you guys doing here?"

"The battle between the sects is extremely cruel. Without Saints, you can only die without a burial ground!"

After saying that, the other party walked away.

Yang Bo was dumbfounded. He vaguely felt that the various forces might have divided them into three, six, nine, and so on. It was as if the forces from remote planets didn't have any Saints and were looked down upon.

A cultivator with a cunning look walked past and heard their conversation. He stopped in his tracks and saw that Yang Bo was about to leave, so he hurriedly stopped him, "Fellow Taoist Cui, are you here to inquire about the news as well?"

Yang Bo looked at the other party warily. This person had an extremely ugly appearance. His eyes were slanted and his nose was crooked.

The other party could tell that Yang Bo did not trust him. He took half a step back and bowed to Yang Bo, "Zhang Mingyang of the Eternal Jade Planet greets Fellow Taoist Cui!"

"I was also sent by the sect to inquire about the news. When I saw Fellow Taoist Cui in such a state, I felt that we were all in the same boat, so I decided to share the information with you."

"Fellow Taoist Cui, if you don't mind, you can come with me. We have an organization. Let's gather all the information together. This is much easier than searching for information by ourselves!"

Yang Bo was a little hesitant, afraid that the other party would lead him to a remote place and kill him to silence him!

Zhang Mingyang hurriedly said, "Fellow Taoist Cui, don't worry. We will discuss it in the open. You will know once you come with me!"

Yang Bo nodded, "Thank you, Fellow Taoist Zhang!"

Zhang Mingyang chuckled and did not say anything more. He brought Yang Bo over.

Passing through the crowd, they arrived at a hill not far away. Sure enough, they saw a group of cultivators sitting together. There were more than ten of them, and they were all sitting around and discussing enthusiastically.

Seeing this group of people, Yang Bo's eyes narrowed, and a smile appeared on his face. He actually saw Zhao Daosheng.

They left at the same time, and actually arrived at the same place.

However, Zhao Daosheng was obviously more proficient in deduction than Yang Bo. He should have already known about this organization, so he rushed over.

Zhang Mingyang brought Yang Bo over. He smiled and introduced him to everyone, "This is Fellow Taoist Cui. He is a cultivator from the Flying Star Planet, and he came here to inquire about the news like us."

"Fellow Taoist Cui, we don't ask about backgrounds here. If everyone has news, we can share it with each other!"

Yang Bo was a little surprised, and said with a smile, "This can be considered as me finding a home!"

Zhao Daosheng raised his head and looked at Yang Bo, as if he had some doubts, but in the end, he did not stare at Yang Bo.

Zhang Mingyang brought Yang Bo and sat down. Everyone sat on the ground. Yang Bo did not act pretentious and directly sat down.

The discussion was interrupted for a moment, and suddenly became quiet.

Zhao Daosheng looked at Yang Bo and said, "This time, the Huo Lin Paradise is angry from embarrassment, and it's very likely that a Golden Immortal's clone will arrive."

"If only the Huo Lin Paradise makes a move, how should we judge the strength of the other sects?"

"Similarly, the Xiushen Sect and the Taiqing Sect are all sects with extremely strong strength. What should we choose?"

Someone opened his mouth and everyone spoke up one after another.

"Can we instigate all the forces to attack Yao Chi together?"

"The West Xuan Sect's forces are still acceptable. The Clear Qi Sect shouldn't have too many ambitions, right?"

"The Clear Qi Sect is good at alchemy. They don't have the intention to fight for the world at all."

"I think that there are still too few sects that have stepped out now. Our choice is too narrow. We should wait a bit longer!"

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The discussion was very intense. Yang Bo was a little confused at the beginning, but he quickly understood that the focus of this group of cultivators was actually which faction they could rely on!

Yang Bo now somewhat understood Zhang Yunbo and Song Zhenchao's actions.

Yang Bo lowered his voice and asked Zhang Mingyang, "Fellow Taoist Zhang, are there many forces here?"

"Do you all want to choose a faction to support them in establishing a Dao Court?"

"Which sect did you choose?"

Zhang Mingyang shook his head. "I originally thought of the Huo Lin Paradise. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen to the Huo Lin Paradise!"

"Now that the Huo Lin Paradise has been destroyed, I need to choose again!"2

Yang Bo asked again, "Apart from the West Xuan Sect and the Clear Qi Sect, are there any other sects that have stepped out?"

"Isn't our choice a bit too narrow?"

Zhang Mingyang looked around and lowered his voice. "The battle for the Dao Court has just begun. The ones that have stepped out now are all appetizers!"

"Those sects that have been passed down for a long time have not stepped out yet. Don't be in such a hurry to choose!"

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