"I can beco the person who kills you!" Xu Wendong again poured himself a cup of water and said lightly, "I’m in a good mood today and don’t want to kill anyone."
"If you don’t want to die, you’d better get lost before I change my mind!"
Previously, the old man in the black robe would have certainly dismissed Xu Wendong’s words, but after a brief exchange, he realized Xu Wendong indeed has the ability to kill him.
Without thinking further, he imdiately turned to leave.
"Wait!"
Xu Wendong’s voice suddenly rang out.
The old man’s pupils trembled violently, sweat instantly dripped down his forehead—a foreboding feeling arose within him.
He knew.
Xu Wendong had changed his mind.
Xu Wendong’s voice sounded again: "When you arrived earlier, you scared away the custors dining here. They left without paying for their als. Shouldn’t you be the one to cover the cost?"
"Yes, yes, what you say makes sense!" The old man hurriedly took out a dozen superior spirit stones and placed them on the table, then fled in panic.
"Husband, your strength is incredible!" Zi Yan looked at Xu Wendong in disbelief, not expecting him to drive away a powerful sixth-level loose immortal.
Xu Wendong grinned and said humbly, "It’s just sothing I do!"
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anwhile.
The old man in the black robe endured the pain and imdiately returned to Zhaixing Building, then took out several elixirs for healing and consud them, suppressing the injuries within his body.
"Who exactly is that young man? How can his cultivation level be so powerful?"
Reflecting on the events that transpired.
A strong sense of lingering fear rose in the old man’s heart.
Knock, knock, knock!
Just then.
A series of knocking sounds echoed.
The old man waved his hand casually, and the door slowly opened.
"Daoist Lingxu, I heard you were injured?" Su Yujie entered looking full of concern, "You possess the strength of a sixth-level loose immortal; who managed to injure you?"
Daoist Lingxu sighed lightly: "Who else could it be, but that young man beside your disciple."
"Impossible!" Su Yujie exclaid, "That guy’s cultivation level is only at the great ascension peak; how could he possibly injure you?"
A feeling of dissatisfaction rose within Daoist Lingxu: "Do you think an old man like would joke about such matters?"
Su Yujie’s heart was restless.
She had seen Xu Wendong last night. Besides being sowhat handso, he didn’t appear special. Who would have thought his strength was so formidable?
Daoist Lingxu warned in a low voice, "Head Su, the strength of that young man is far more terrifying than you and I imagined. I advise you not to trouble him, or the consequences will be severe."
Su Yujie nodded with a tense expression.
For Daoist Lingxu to say such things, it was clear that young man’s skills were extraordinary.
"However..." Daoist Lingxu’s voice sounded again, "We wagered last night, and you lost your disciple to , yet you haven’t fulfilled the bet. Shouldn’t you give an old man an explanation?"
Su Yujie forced a smile, "That’s only fair. What is Daoist Lingxu’s intention?"
Daoist Lingxu studied Su Yujie up and down, a sinister look in his eyes: "I think you’re quite nice; why not indulge once?"
Su Yujie’s pupils trembled violently. She was a sect leader; how could she dual cultivate with soone as ugly and foul-slling as Daoist Lingxu?
Before she could respond, Daoist Lingxu pinched the spell, and a terrifying energy enveloped Su Yujie’s delicate figure, controlling her as she flew toward the bed.
"Daoist Lingxu, you mustn’t do this, absolutely not!" A strong sense of dread arose in Su Yujie’s heart. She constantly pleaded, hoping the other would spare her.
But.
Daoist Lingxu blocked her mouth with the Dragon Root, satisfaction washing over his aged face!
A profound sense of humiliation surged within Su Yujie. She hadn’t expected to fall this low, reluctantly accommodating Daoist Lingxu despite her mind’s turmoil.
Two quarters later.
Su Yujie left Daoist Lingxu’s room, clothes in disarray, her face haggard.
Her eyes glimred with the light of indignity.
She felt sullied...
Thinking everything stemd from Zi Yan, a fierce killing intent simred within her: "Wretched girl, if I do not make you pay a heavy price, this master shall not be human!"
Though Xu Wendong’s prowess was strong, Su Yujie had already devised a plan to deal with him.
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anwhile.
After a fulfilling al, the four of them continued to wander leisurely around the capital of Shangqing Country, enjoying the local customs and cultural heritage.
Xu Wendong didn’t expect that several mountains in Shangqing Country were nad after famous mountains in Huaxia.
Among them was the esteed Mount Tai, and Mount Huang, known for its saying ’Once you’ve seen Huang Mountain, no other will do.’
These famous mountains were occupied by Immortal Sects, their strength considerable.
Additionally.
Xu Wendong learned so specific details about the Hundred Nations Heavenly Pride Tournant, such as, among the Eight Great Top Cultivation Nations, each nation has ten absolute Heavenly Prides who can directly reach the final stage, entering the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm to seek fortune.
This is unfair to cultivators from other nations, but no one dared to say anything, since the rules were set by the Eight Great Top Cultivation Nations!
After strolling around the city until nightfall, the group of four returned to Zhaixing Building.
But just then.
A man wearing a white brocade robe stood expressionlessly in front of the four, tall and imposing.
"Senior Brother Zhang, is there sothing you need?" Zi Yan asked nervously, looking at the man—he was Zhang Qu, the Heavenly Pride of her sect and Su Yujie’s closed-door disciple.
With a smile, Zhang Qu said, "Junior Sister Zi Yan, Master sent . She asked to tell you that our Xuantian Sect has been officially rged into the Sword Sect, and the ceremony will be held in three days."
"As a disciple of Xuantian Sect, you should participate in the ceremony."
"The ceremony’s location is three hundred miles south of Mount Tai in the city, at Jianxu. Rember to attend!" With that, he waved and departed.
After Zhang Qu left, Zi Yan’s face turned pale like wax. The Sword Sect was a top Immortal Sect in Tian Lan Country, comparable to Shangqing Country’s Taoist Sect.
She hadn’t expected Xuantian Sect to rge with the Sword Sect.
"If I’m not mistaken, your master must have done this deliberately." Fei Yan was full of indignation, even though she wanted her father to adopt Zi Yan as a daughter.
But the Sword Sect’s might was beyond what an emperor of a second-level cultivation nation could withstand.
Zi Yan said with a complex expression, "Things being as they are, I can’t implicate you all. I must go to Jianxu tomorrow and follow my master into the Sword Sect!"
Although she knew Xu Wendong was formidable, to her, the Sword Sect was an unshakable, gigantic entity, offending them would lead to dire consequences.
A sinister killing intent flashed in Xu Wendong’s eyes: "The heart of a malicious woman, truly unexpected; it seems your master intends to borrow a knife to kill!"
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