Liu Jian'Er struggled to pry open Pei Yan's chanical hand, angrily saying, "What the heck! You trying to suffocate or what!"
Hearing this pure Northeast dialect, Elder Lin and Pei Yan were shocked into silence. After their thoughts were in chaos for a while, they responded in disbelief, "How co you speak standard Mandarin?"
Liu Jian'Er rolled his eyes disdainfully and said, "You're annoying. I was born speaking Mandarin, it's easy. I also speak Japanese, French, English, and Italian."
"Uh..." Pei Yan, thoroughly confused, stared blankly at Liu Jian'Er before him. In the Daoist Plane, which previously had no status among the four major planes, most people had to use a translation device at the Investigation Hall to communicate. So Pei Yan and Elder Lin never expected soone in the Daoist Realm to speak Mandarin. Listening to each language Liu Jian'Er ntioned, Pei Yan felt embarrassed; he, being a person of the current world, knew less than this kid.
Curious about this, Pei Yan asked, "Who taught you these things?"
"Oh, my brother did!" Liu Jian'Er raised his head proudly.
"Who?" Pei Yan asked again, confused.
"Ugh, my brother!" Liu Jian'Er looked at Pei Yan with disdain.
"Who's your brother?"
"You don't even know my brother? My brother is Liu Xiantong, the most outstanding young master of Hongjun Sword Pavilion!"
"Liu Xiantong?" Pei Yan was stunned at this familiar na and after a while, he suddenly realized, "Oh! It's your brother Liu Xiantong who watches too many gangster movies and dreams of being a godfather, always running to the Daoist Plane."
"Yeah, yeah!"
"Speak Mandarin!"
"Yes, he taught with the thod of sudden enlightennt. He even told lots of those stories called movies. Do you know my brother?" Liu Jian'Er imdiately started gesturing excitedly when his brother was ntioned.
Only then did Pei Yan relax, sit cross-legged, pull out a cigarette, and lazily said, "I know him! We even smoked together." Saying this, even Pei Yan felt that fate was strangely fascinating, and he shook his head with a smile, "So he's your brother, interesting, really interesting. Last ti, when he crossed the line hunting down people, I was among them. How is he now?"
At these words, Liu Jian'Er's expression darkened, and he said sadly, "After that ti, my brother was personally taken by Grand Ancestor to Sword Mountain for cultivation. I haven't seen him since then."
Thinking of the guy who longed for the brotherhood in contemporary movies, coldly dismissing human relations in the Daoist Plane, and being cynical, Pei Yan looked at Liu Jian'Er, who was taught various languages, and thought this might be one of Liu Jiantong's most cherished familial ties.
"Is this the thing my brother called a cigarette? Could you let try?" Liu Jian'Er noticed a hint of warmth in Pei Yan's eyes, raised his head, and reached out, pleading while staring at the item Pei Yan held in his mouth.
"Kids can't smoke!" Pei Yan held his head high to keep Liu Jian'Er from grabbing the cigarette, and playfully slapped Liu Jian'Er's wrist, laughing as he scolded him.
"I'm not a kid anymore!"
"Not a kid? I bet you haven't even stopped wetting the bed!" Pei Yan was just about to continue teasing him when suddenly he sensed a murderous intent approaching, and Elder Lin simultaneously spoke up to warn, "What kind of rat dares to sneak attack!"
Just as Elder Lin spoke, Pei Yan already grabbed Liu Jian'Er in front of him and swung a kick at the short sword embedded in the ground. The counterfeit Divine Artifact Fish Guts Sword shot up, aiming at a shadow in the corner of the courtyard. With the sound of harsh clashing tal, a chunk of a tal palm was sliced off, revealing a tal humanoid puppet before Pei Yan.
Before Pei Yan could stabilize the child in his arms, this tal humanoid puppet raised its arms and launched a barrage of silver needles, like a storm, towards Pei Yan and Elder Lin.
Elder Lin swung his wide sleeve, releasing a massive surge of primal energy to form a wall of air in front of them. Without looking back, he gave a loud command, "Take your Senior Brother and leave this place. My treatnt was successful; the rest is up to his fate."
Yu Yiyun heard this, rushed to Senior Brother's side to check his breathing and pulse, then reassured, whispered gratitude to Elder Lin, and hurriedly assisted Sword Stand Man with a fellow disciple to escape from this dangerous place.
Just as they were stepping out of the courtyard, a thunderous explosion ca from behind. Humiliated by repeated ambushes, Pei Yan, in rage, directly condensed a shell with lightning flashes in hand, launching an electromagnetic cannon.
After the cannon shot, that unknown tal puppet was blasted to pieces. Pei Yan put down Liu Jian'Er, patted his head, and said sternly, "Go out, and find a safe place to hide."
The clever Liu Jian'Er nodded and shuffled toward the door. Once they reached a safe spot, Pei Yan soared into the air and loudly shouted, "Co out! With your level of skill, isn't it shaful to sneak around and ambush others?"
"Hmph, since you've perceived our skill, yet dare to step forward and speak! Truly a rude and arrogant person. Step back and call your elders to speak with us." Three figures erged in the void, and the elder in the middle spoke coldly.
Upon seeing the three appear, Gong Xiu Jie, who was previously beaten badly and ignored outside the courtyard, suddenly perked up and scrambled with his fellow disciple to the feet of the three, crying bitterly, "Failed to vanquish, Su Ji Wu, shredded to pieces!"
Among the three, a short fat elder heard Gong Xiu Jie's cries and floated down from the air, scrutinizing him before tentatively asking, "Are you Xiu Jie?"
"Seems not, seems not!"
Listening to his words full of wind and seeing how Junior Martial Uncle Bai, Junior Martial Uncle Jiang beca "failed," "shredded," and looking at Gong Xiu Jie's forrly gaunt long face now swollen like a pig's head, Jiang Jingyi couldn't help but get furiously angry. Originally, all the sect leaders along with core disciples were in the Immortal Palace, comprehending the great Dao essence left by the sages. This Palace competition was Lin Ruxue's opportunity for all sects to fairly improve their skills, and none of the sects wanted to miss this great chance. But at this critical mont, a disciple suddenly entered the palace, reporting that the Investigation Hall clashed with Gong Xiu Jie, and the Guiding Disciple was taken alive, shaming Celestial Secret Pavilion in front of major forces in various planes.
Upon hearing this, the Sect Leader Senior Brother went berserk but had responsibilities he couldn't leave. Thus, they sent these three to investigate and restore face for the sect. On the way, Jiang Jingyi was displeased with Gong Xiu Jie, even continually blaming him for failing at this simple task. But when he saw Gong Xiu Jie in this sorry state, he, being of the sa sect after all, felt a sense of protection rise and angrily asked, "Why are you crying? Say, who beat you to this state?"
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