As soon as Lu Jingyao saw that Zuo Junliang and Fan Wubing were old acquaintances, he was so scared he couldn't speak.
Liu Yu's pupils trembled as he said, "It's him!" At this point, there was no other option but to admit it, even if it was begrudgingly.
Zuo Junliang smiled slightly, "You guys are really sothing. Even the Eternal Immortal Sect didn't discover that he was a Demon Cultivator, but you did."
Liu Yu's face whitened, "Eternal, Eternal Immortal Sect?"
Zuo Junliang said, "This young master is a prodigy of the Eternal Immortal Sect."
So he isn't a guest from Changsheng Continent… Qin Yi thought, also very surprised… because he knew Fan Wubing was only fifteen. The Eternal Immortal Sect actually had a disciple who, at fifteen, could easily suppress a Seventh-Layer Nascent Soul cultivator?
Zuo Junliang continued, "Not only that. He is… childhood friends with the Seventh Princess."
Fan Wubing smiled wryly, "I keep telling you, we aren't childhood friends. We just knew each other when we were young."
He was speechless inside, but he guessed that Zuo Junliang was trying to link him and Fu Manman more closely.
Lu Jingyao felt bitter inside, kneeling on the ground unable to speak. He understood that this ti, he was completely done for.
But beside him, Liu Yu was extrely agitated. Perhaps he had gone mad, and he loudly said, "The Seventh Princess… isn't she a Demon Cultivator! She's clearly a corpse, yet she can live, isn't that the mark of a Demon Cultivator!"
As soon as these words ca out, Lu Jingyao was imdiately terrified, shaking and distancing himself from Liu Yu, almost crawling on the ground.
Zuo Junliang's eyes filled with a murderous intent, and he said in a deep voice, "Liu Yu, you could die a hundred tis for that sentence!"
Liu Yu suddenly erupted, his aura ascending rapidly, and a plethora of cracks appeared on the surface of his body. Blood threads oozed from the cracks but didn't drip down, instead igniting into black-purple flas. His entire body twisted to the extre, completely transforming in appearance, his hair scattering, his face becoming terrifying, completely falling into a state of madness.
Demon Cultivator!
Zuo Junliang shouted angrily, "So it's the thief crying 'Stop thief!' Let's see you die!"
He thrust out a palm, his powerful cultivation unreserved, immortal energy condensing into a gigantic palm print, attacking Liu Yu.
The black-purple flas on Liu Yu's body surged out, transforming into a giant mouth that bit through Zuo Junliang's attack. The splattered immortal energy knocked down a large section of the courtyard wall. Liu Yu didn't stop, taking advantage of the montum, the black-purple flas growing into fierce ghostly mouths, threatening to devour Zuo Junliang entirely.
Zuo Junliang was greatly alard.
Liu Yu was originally a seventh-layer Nascent Soul expert, but once he fell into the Demon Dao and cultivated a demonic body, his strength rose several notches, and now he was showing power not at all inferior to Zuo Junliang's ninth-layer Nascent Soul level.
Zuo Junliang quickly blocked Liu Yu's overwhelming attack. Just as he was about to strike back, he saw Liu Yu's posture shift.
He wanted to escape!
Zuo Junliang knew that he couldn't let him get away. A late-stage Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator roaming around in Canglang Country… just the thought of it was chilling, foretelling chaos and disaster… equaling a national-level war!
But he was so fast!
Zuo Junliang was just a bit slow, missing the best chance to intercept.
Oh no, he's really going to escape!
But just then, Zuo Junliang suddenly felt an extraordinary force arising beneath him. He imdiately saw a phantom of a giant dragon swirling towards him. Not having had ti to react, he heard a scream from above.
Looking again, he saw that sohow, Fan Wubing had already captured Liu Yu and was bringing him back.
The three of them were stunned.
Because they hadn't seen when Fan Wubing had left, or how he had managed to control Liu Yu. They only saw him returning from the sky, carefree in posture, step as light as a falling leaf.
Fan Wubing brought Liu Yu back and threw him to the ground.
The latter lay there like a dead dog, lifelessly wling. All the bones in his body had been shattered, and his ridians were entirely severed, his life force quickly fading away. And that demonic power, perhaps due to the severed ridians, had vanished completely.
In contrast, Fan Wubing was calm and composed, as if he had just taken a few steps.
He said to Zuo Junliang, "I've shattered his ridians. He can't resist anymore."
Zuo Junliang stared dumbfounded at Fan Wubing. He was shocked and confused, unable to understand… he rembered Fan Wubing leaving the Eternal Immortal Sect with early-stage Nascent Soul strength, but judging by his performance now… he couldn't even begin to imagine Fan Wubing's level, swallowing nervously, thinking to himself, this must be a true genius.
After checking Liu Yu's body, Zuo Junliang said with lingering fear, "It's fortunate we subdued him, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. His foundations are destroyed, his demonic power gone, he's already a cripple. Wubing, this matter is serious, I must handle it properly first, then co to host you."
"Pri Minister, you take care of your duties, I am in no rush."
Zuo Junliang then turned to Lu Jingyao, shouting, "Why aren't you surrendering!"
Lu Jingyao trembled as he stepped forward.
Zuo Junliang quickly sealed his cultivation and then took him and Liu Yu away in haste.
In the courtyard,
Fan Wubing apologized to Qin Yi, "I wonder if I have implicated you."
Qin Yi gasped heavily. His heart was pounding, and upon hearing Fan Wubing speak to him, he quickly regained his senses, repeatedly saying, "I'm the one who implicated you, Fellow Daoist."
Fan Wubing smiled, "No harm done. It's just that this courtyard is in ruins."
"No problem, no problem, I'll have soone repair it." Qin Yi's face was red and his eyes excited, "Fellow Daoist Lv, you were simply, simply incredible! I didn't even see how you subdued Liu Yu."
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