The immortals of the Sanshi Hall were used to acting arrogantly.
Even when seeing Jiang Yumo, a suspected Immortal King realm powerhouse, leading them, Zuo Qing showed no great fear.
Instead, he said coldly, "We are immortals of the Sanshi Hall, ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) here only to find a female immortal. As far as I know, she has no connection with your Yixing Pavilion.
Hand her over and don't cause trouble.
Immortal friends are smart people and should know how to choose.
If you risk the entire sect for an outsider, that wouldn't be worthwhile!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yumo revealed a smile, breathtakingly beautiful.
"Sanshi Hall, you sure talk big! I really want to see what this 'trouble' looks like."
Seeing she was stubborn as ever, Zuo Qing could only give up.
After all, if they really started fighting, they would gain nothing.
He prepared to leave with a harsh remark, planning to go back and bring stronger Sanshi Hall cultivators to restore face.
"Wait, what do you take our Yixing Pavilion for? Coming here to bark twice and then just leave?
If this gets out, how will others see our Yixing Pavilion?
In my opinion, none of you should leave!"
From the moment Zuo Qing threatened to raze Yixing Pavilion, Jiang Yumo never intended to let them live.
In an instant, a ball of golden flames appeared out of thin air, instantly engulfing Zuo Qing and a dozen or so Sanshi Hall immortals.
In barely two breaths’ time,
everything turned to nothingness, their souls utterly destroyed!
Seeing this, Lü Wanzhu immediately shouted loudly, "Senior uncle, majestic!"
Beside her, Huangfu Baizhi narrowed her eyes slightly.
Is this the power of the Immortal King realm? Truly terrifying.
Jiang Yumo swept her large sleeves, opening the immortal sect’s grand formation and flew inside with Huangfu Baizhi.
"What is going on with these Sanshi Hall people? Did outsiders really enter our sect?"
Lü Wanzhu promptly recounted Luo Ning’s “fake” experience.
Jiang Yumo frowned slightly — these Sanshi Hall immortals were far too overbearing.
But to be fair, hearing they caused a big uproar in the Central Continent, caution was warranted.
So she instructed Lü Wanzhu to strengthen the sect’s defenses to prevent these barking dogs from further disturbances.
Though she thought perhaps there would be no more; after all, her strikes were best at obliterating all traces.
"By the way, senior uncle, how come you suddenly came back so coincidentally?"
Lü Wanzhu was very curious.
In her impression, Jiang Yumo traveled constantly outside and rarely returned to the sect.
As her master said, she simply could not sit still.
Facing the unexpected question, Jiang Yumo looked slightly embarrassed, then pulled Huangfu Baizhi beside her.
"This one just ascended from the mortal realm. I saw her innate talent was uncommon, so I wanted her to join our Yixing Pavilion.
This also counts as fresh blood injected into the sect.
By the way, where is your master? Send her out to see me!"
Jiang Yumo had not forgotten the main purpose of this visit, so she wanted to find Qin Xihe’s whereabouts immediately.
Lü Wanzhu said rather aggrievedly, "Senior uncle, you came too late. Master went out traveling. She had promised to take me along, but after emerging from seclusion a few days ago, for some unknown reason she changed her mind and insisted on going alone.
She strictly forbade me to follow. I don’t know why."
Jiang Yumo instantly noticed the strangeness.
A few days ago? Emerging from seclusion?
Wasn’t that exactly the same time she herself had awakened?
She hurriedly asked, "Where did your master go traveling?"
"I don’t know. The original plan we made was to go to Yourong City in the Southern Heavenly Realm, a paradise for immortals’ trade."
Lü Wanzhu’s eyes revealed a longing.
If possible, who wouldn’t want to travel outside? Staying in this sect every day, what’s the point?
Jiang Yumo smiled faintly.
Right, that’s it — Yourong City!
From memories in the dream, Ye Yu and Qin Xihe’s first meeting was in Yourong City.
Lü Wanzhu had also been there.
And she once heard Ye Yu say that he could not bear to see a beauty’s sorrow.
That immediately made Lü Wanzhu fall deeply in love with Ye Yu, unable to extricate herself.
Tsk tsk tsk, junior sister, I am now certain you must have memories related to Ye Yu as well.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to suddenly forbid Lü Wanzhu from accompanying you.
Unexpected, you appear obedient but actually have your own little schemes.
Planning to intercept Ye Yu for yourself?
Lü Wanzhu looked at Jiang Yumo and suddenly laughed, then asked, "Senior uncle, what are you laughing at?"
"Poor junior niece, your master is hopeless!"
Jiang Yumo patted Lü Wanzhu’s shoulder and then strode out of Yixing Pavilion.
Before leaving, she didn’t forget to remind her to take good care of Huangfu Baizhi.
Just like that, Jiang Yumo arrived hastily and left just as quickly.
Everything was so straightforward and decisive.
Huangfu Baizhi narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling something was not quite right.
Jiang Yumo said she thought the girl had good talent and invited her to join the sect.
But since coming here, she hadn’t shown much enthusiasm.
It was as if she was just an excuse for Jiang Yumo’s return.
Though it sounded absurd, somehow this feeling grew stronger.
In contrast, Lü Wanzhu acted very warmly, personally escorting her inside the sect.
Here, Huangfu Baizhi saw Luo Ning, who had arrived earlier.
The two women locked eyes but neither spoke first.
...
Two days later.
Within the Yuhua Mountain Range,
an extremely secret immortal sect was established.
This was the temporary lair of Sanshi Hall in the central Heavenly Realm.
At this moment, it was completely wrapped by a gigantic formation.
Inside, the Soul Summoning Banner fluttered without wind, countless restless ghosts flowed out one after another.
To the left, a scroll painting unfolded in midair, countless ghosts walked on the ground below, and occasional phantasms of ghost gods appeared.
To the right, a pitch-black bat fan slowly waved, its blood-red eyes filling the entire sky.
Behind, the sword spirit Sangsizi drove the Immortal Sword Yudie, slaughtering all around.
The entire Sanshi Hall lair was like a purgatory in the Heavenly Realm.
Countless evil immortals wailed madly.
Too brutal!
Bu Zongxi, an Immortal King realm powerhouse, knelt on one knee, his entire right arm gone, face pale to the extreme.
He looked up ahead at a handsome immortal standing in midair, wielding an exaggerated large halberd.
This man was Ye Yu!
This time, Ye Yu came to Sanshi Hall with full force.
He summoned five top-grade immortal weapons in one breath.
Completely starting to rampage here.
However, Ye Yu was disappointed.
He had expected many Immortal King realm experts gathered here.
But unexpectedly, only this one man stood before him; the others were all Immortal Lords and Golden Immortal realm cultivators.
He really didn’t understand how these people had managed to devastate Taiyan Dao to such a state.
Honestly, if Taiyan Dao knew Ye Yu thought this way, countless people would probably be furious enough to collapse and vomit blood on the spot.
What the hell?
Do they really think Immortal Kings are like cabbages at home? Anyone can meet them at will?
There really aren’t that many Immortal Kings in the Heavenly Realm!
