Holy crap!

Zhao Xi wanted to glare at Pang Zhiyuan.

Did this immortal fly too fast on their sword and leave their brain in the mortal realm?

What business is it of his that the Wuji Sect and the Hundred Beast Garden are fighting over the Great Azure Phoenix?!

A barking dog doesn't bite.

Zhao Xi didn't bother to pay any attention to Yin Wuji!

This Wind and Thunder Grassland wasn't solely owned by Yin Wuji. She broke the Great Azure Phoenix's chains, gaining its trust, which is why it was willing to return to the Hundred Beast Garden with her. What does it have to do with the Wuji Sect?!

No matter how much he barks, it won't change the facts. Why bother bringing up Lin Che's identity to suppress the Wuji Sect?!

Now that Lin Che's identity as the Water God has been revealed, there will definitely be a lot of people trying to curry favor with him, and there might even be demons taking advantage of the chaos.

The cultivators in the lower immortal realm knew very little about the meaning of titles like "Water God".

However, they would regard all the immortals from the celestial realm as true immortals, believing that the other party was unfathomable.

The anger on Yin Wuji's old face vanished instantly. His change of expression was so swift that even a Sichuan opera actor would have to exclaim, "So fast!" (in a Sichuan accent)

He bowed awkwardly to Lin Che, his smile as bright as wildflowers in spring, and extended a warm invitation: "So the rumors of a true immortal descending upon the Hundred Beast Garden are true! I was blind and offended the Water God. My Wuji Sect has immortal peaches of immortality. Please come and taste them, Water God. There are also spirit treasures and beautiful fairy maidens to serve you."

Fairies, celestial maidens?!

Zhao Xi rolled her eyes and sneered, "You're laughing your head off! My Hundred Beast Garden has all the immortal fruits and beauties you could ever want. Why would you need to go to the Boundless Sect?"

Yin Wuji was surprisingly unafraid of her: "You have beauties in your Beast Garden? Are they those furry monsters, or do you, a mortal, think you're beautiful?"

The elders of the Wuji Sect laughed heartily and pointed fingers at Zhao Xi.

spit!

Have these bastards no shame?! How can they be sect leaders, openly demanding female disciples sell their bodies like this?!

Just as Zhao Xi was about to retort, Lin Che affectionately flicked her forehead.

He came to her side, smoothed the stray hairs on her forehead, and casually healed her wound with his spiritual energy. He said affectionately, "In front of my Daoist partner, you boasted that you wanted fairy maidens to serve me... Ha, if I gave you that face, how could I face my wife?"

Zhao Xi blinked.

He actually made their relationship public.

Everyone present, from the Wuji Sect and the Hundred Beast Garden, was stunned. Even Pang Zhiyuan's face showed astonishment.

"Impossible!" He stared at Zhao Xi in shock, shaking his head in disbelief. "How could you possibly be the Water Goddess? If you were... then..."

What exactly is Pang Zhiyuan surprised about?

"What do you mean it's impossible? I am who I am!"

Zhao Xi thought it was nothing, so she stood on tiptoe, leaned against Lin Che, and said with her head held high, "Alright, enough nonsense, I'm taking Han Yue back to the Hundred Beasts Garden, all of you move aside!"

"Wait a minute. Since the True Immortal has a great connection with the Hundred Beast Garden, you may leave, and you may take Qingluan with you. My Wuji Sect will not hold you accountable for disrupting this competition..."

Zhao Xi wanted to scoff: "What a joke! We're not taking your Void Stones, so why do you care when we come to the Wind and Thunder Grassland!"

Yin Wuji's face turned pale, and he raised his voice: "You must hand over everyone from the Cuiyun Sect! Those demons killed hundreds of cultivators, and this sect leader needs to give everyone an explanation!"

Who knows which rogue cultivator launched the attack? Maybe he was killed by Little Azure Phoenix's wind blades?

It was clearly their poor command that led to the deaths of so many sect disciples, yet they are trying to find a scapegoat to blame.

Zhao Xi couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up for justice: "If you want to confess, then confess! Why drag innocent people into this?! The Cuiyun Sect came to participate in the competition to win the Void Stone; they wouldn't kill anyone. Do you really think those five could have brought Qingluan out? They didn't do this at all!"

After saying this, he subconsciously glanced back.

Luo Haiqing took out the bell and, as instructed, used his sword to take Qingluan and her cub on their journey. Meanwhile, Saliya and Broccoli, carrying four vegetables, followed him, seemingly wanting to ride the bell as well.

I didn't notice them at all when I was fighting Qingluan.

Looking at it now, I realize they've been following me automatically for quite some time.

What bizarre behavior!

Lin Che sensed something, raised his hand, and waved his large sleeve.

The moisture swept away.

The five members of the Cuiyun Sect and the dog demon leader actually turned into several blood-stained, yellowish talismans, which fluttered to the ground.

Weird!

Pang Zhiyuan, who was nearby, leisurely picked up the talisman from the ground: "How nostalgic are these witchcraft techniques. Is this also a skill of the demon race?"

Lin Che did not answer, nor did he even give Zhao Xi a word of advice. He silently turned into a cloud of water vapor and disappeared from the spot.

Holy crap!

Zhao Xi felt a sudden emptiness beside her and called out, "Wanwan, quickly use echolocation to locate them! You all go back to the Beast Garden first!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wanwan pointed out the direction for her.

It's only thirty feet from here.

More than 100 meters!

Zhao Xi wanted to run wildly in that direction.

...

Lin Che stood under the tree, looking up at the canopy above.

On a large, ancient tree, Hoshino sat with one leg dangling leisurely in mid-air, swinging back and forth.

He was holding five vegetables in his hand, looking disgusted.

The little bean sprout, still in its bird form, sat in his lap, nibbling on this and that, leaving tiny cuts on the original forms of the five vegetable demon cultivators.

On a tree branch, Saliyah, now in his original form, hung there unconscious, his mouth agape and his tongue lolling out.

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