3462 Short-sighted
“I think I’ll be staying here for a while!” Feng Jiu said with a smile, “By the way, you probably don’t know this yet, but I’m now the Sovereign of this world. I’ve also made an Immortal Path that connects the Upper Realm and the world of mortals. If you’re interested, you can visit the Upper Realm and gain some experience.”
“Not too long ago, shortly after we returned.” She replied nonchalantly, “I’m now a Strong Exponent of the Divine King level, so of course, I can rule over this world. The Guardians of the four corners of this world have already submitted to me.”
She plucked a leaf from a tree and played with it in her hands as she walked. “We used to take the Immortal Ascension Ladder to get to the Upper Realm back then, but, that is no longer necessary. However, because the news hasn’t spread widely, not many know about it.”
Yi Xiuran listened in silence, overwhelmed and speechless. He knew her strength had grown tremendously, but he had never imagined it to be so incredible.
The ‘Divine King level’—what kind of existence was that? The thought made him smile wryly.
“Whoosh!”
Suddenly, an arrow whizzed towards them. Lost in his thoughts, Yi Xiuran forgot to react. Feng Jiu, hearing the faint noise, raised her hand swiftly, and with a gust of wind, the arrow was deflected back.
“Ugh!”
A muffled grunt echoed from the shadows after the arrow was shot back, followed by the scent of blood. Moments later, dozens of figures in black emerged, encircling the two.
“What trouble have you gotten yourself into now?” Feng Jiu glanced at Yi Xiuran, then turned her gaze to the men.
After collecting himself, Yi Xiuran looked at those men in black with a gloomy expression. “They just won’t give up.” He leapt forward in an instant, a sharp glint flashing towards the men in black.
“You can be considered an old friend of mine.” Feng Jiu said, chuckling. “It wouldn’t be right for me to just stand by and do nothing while you face an ambush on my territory.” She raised her hand and shot the leaves she had picked earlier at them.
Those leaves containing dark energy turned into hidden weapons, each carrying a deadly aura. As the leaves passed, the men in black screamed and fell.
Some of the men tried to block the attack, but they couldn’t withstand the force of the seemingly ordinary leaves. The scent of blood permeated the mountain path. As the bodies piled up, fear gripped the surviving men in black. They stared in horror at the red-clad Feng Jiu.
But before they could collect themselves and run away, they also fell to the ground.
Yi Xiuran turned to look at Feng Jiu. When he saw that she was smiling at him, a flicker passed in his eyes. He wiped his sword and then sheathed it.
“Do you need help?” Feng Jiu asked.
“No, I can handle it,” said Yi Xiuran, glancing at the dead bodies. He made up his mind that he would root out this force once he returned.
“Let’s go. I have some excellent wine. I’ll invite you to drink wine at my manor,” Feng Jiu said, taking the lead to leave.
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