67 Chapter 67

Wow, that's amazing!

Zhou Wenjian was naturally aware of the entanglement between the two of them and knew that they had a very unpleasant falling out.

But in that critical moment, if Jiang Qiye hadn't intervened in time to sever the venomous snake, Pei Xueyan would probably already be...

Zhou Wenjian said softly, "He saved you just now, so we should thank him as a matter of course."

Pei Xueyan was extremely unwilling, but she knew that her senior sister was right, so she had no choice but to reluctantly follow her senior sister and walk in the direction of Jiang Qiye.

She made up her mind to treat him as a complete stranger.

But the closer the footsteps got, the more uncontrollably his heart began to pound.

While her senior sister respectfully expressed her gratitude, Pei Xueyan deliberately looked away, her expression indifferent, pretending not to know Jiang Qiye.

Seeing that Jiang Qiye's eyes were always on his junior sister, as if he had something to say, Zhou Wen grabbed Pei Xueyan, who was looking around and pretending not to know her, and urged her in a low voice, "Hurry up and thank her."

She hesitated, about to speak.

Jiang Qiye spoke first: "Miss Pei, there is an inn ahead. You can wait here for a moment. I have something to say to you."

Upon hearing this, Pei Xueyan simply turned her head and clasped her hands in thanks.

He then grabbed his senior sister and turned to leave.

As for waiting at the inn and listening to him speak? That's absolutely impossible.

But the two sisters had only taken a few steps when the bright sky suddenly darkened, and a strange laugh rang out out of nowhere, so sharp it sent chills down their spines.

As the black smoke dissipated, forty or fifty burly men stood before them.

They all had strong, broad chest muscles, fierce and menacing faces, exuding a ruthless aura that kept strangers at bay.

"It's Black Yama!" someone shouted.

Black Yama is a renowned swordsman organization in the Western Regions. All its members possess extraordinary skills, and it is no exaggeration to say that ordinary people in Phoenix City tremble with fear at the mere mention of their name.

These men were rugged and had the deep features of people from the Western Regions. When they saw that the man who had been with them had been reduced to ashes, with only a few scattered bones on the ground, they were all furious and their eyes were bloodshot.

The leader knelt down on one knee with a thud, his forehead pressed against the ground, his voice choked with sobs, each word dripping with blood: "Senior brother! I will avenge you!"

After they finished speaking, the group of men in black surrounded Jiang Qiye, Pei Xueyan, and Zhou Wenjian.

Anyone who cultivates immortality can keenly sense the magical spiritual power surging within them, indicating that they are not ordinary mortals. However, the magic of the Western Regions has always been bizarre, unpredictable, and mysterious, so no one can truly know for sure.

Of the three, Zhou Wenjian's magical cultivation was the lowest.

Pei Xueyan immediately lowered her voice and spoke very quickly: "Senior sister, you should leave now, and I will use a barrier to protect you as you leave."

"No way!" Zhou Wenjian refused without even thinking.

"With Jiang Qiye here, there's no need to fear them."

Zhou Wenjian said, "Even if he has severed his emotional ties, he might not be willing to protect you with his life. Even if he can defeat you, what if you get hurt and he can't take care of you?"

Pei Xueyan said no more.

There's really no need for refusing or going on and on in this situation.

Dozens of burly men roared and rushed forward.

Jiang Qiye acted first, his fingertips swirling with light, and a colorful barrier suddenly opened, firmly protecting Pei Xueyan and Zhou Wenjian within it.

Amidst the shimmering light and vibrant colors, there was an indescribable magnificence.

It looks pretty good.

Pei Xueyan reached out and tentatively touched the barrier. The barrier was solid and stable, and she immediately felt at ease.

For some reason, Pei Xueyan felt at ease and trusted him completely.

They then sheathed their swords together and quietly watched Jiang Qiye fight the others within the barrier.

Pei Xueyan had initially thought that Jiang Qiye, surrounded by black mist while practicing, already looked like a demon. But after seeing the ferocious appearance of this group of Black Yama Kings today, she found Jiang Qiye to be quite elegant and upright.

Since Ye Xiuluo and Master Wangyu forcibly transferred their cultivation to Jiang Qiye, his physique seemed to have become much stronger. Standing in front of dozens of fierce-looking men, he not only did not lose his advantage, but instead appeared majestic and awe-inspiring.

The Western Region sects have never followed the rules of the martial world; everyone rushed forward without any intention of fighting one-on-one.

The people accompanying Jiang Qiye followed the rules of the martial arts world, stepping back several steps to clear the space for him to deal with the situation alone.

Indeed, he is the leader of the Qingzong Sect, and it is only right that he should be able to take charge. What are a few dozen people compared to him?

In an instant, the blue light and black mist collided violently in mid-air, creating a surge of air. Hearing the commotion, the people of Phoenix City rushed to watch, and in no time, the area was completely surrounded.

The scene was truly lively and extraordinary.

Black Yama's blade was quenched with poisonous sand from the Western Regions. It whistled through the air as it slashed, and the air seemed to be cut with black gashes wherever the blade passed.

The leader had bloodshot eyes and swung his large ring-bladed sword with terrifying force.

The Black Yama's group each carried two swords, and they had a variety of weapons, including knives, spears, halberds, and swords. As their spiritual power surged, their murderous aura soared into the sky.

The scene was quite intimidating.

Jiang Qiye stood ramrod straight, his black robes billowing in the wind of the blades, his face showing no sign of panic, his composure beyond belief.

Even now, they're still pretending! Pei Xueyan, watching from inside the barrier, was getting anxious.

That stinky Taoist priest, even with the fire burning his eyebrows, is still putting on such a gentlemanly air!

Jiang Qiye's fingertips glowed with blue light, but he didn't rush to make a move. Instead, he focused his mind and carefully observed the group's fighting style.

Although the magic of the Western Regions is unpredictable and mysterious, it carries a fierce and savage energy. Its moves are wide and sweeping, and its weaknesses are also obvious.

Soon, Jiang Qiye drew his sword. This was the first time Pei Xueyan had seen Jiang Qiye wield two swords at the same time. His swordsmanship was so fast and his moves were so unpredictable that it was dazzling.

In a short while, most of the swords and knives in the hands of Black Yama and his men were cut off, and each of them suffered internal injuries.

But for some reason, more and more fellow sects from outside came up, one after another.

It seems like they really can't kill them all.

This group's moves were ruthless and cunning, completely devoid of any method.

Jiang Qiye pondered that it would be too vicious to simply use world-destroying magic to reduce them to ashes, which would be unbecoming of the noble reputation of the Qing Sect. Moreover, as the sect leader, he needed to consider the sect's reputation and establish a benevolent and dignified persona.

With that thought in mind, his eyes narrowed, he sheathed his two swords, and stopped fighting with the others.

Jiang Qiye rapidly formed hand seals, letting out a low shout that reverberated throughout the surrounding area: "Return to the Void, Unbounded Sword of the Heart. Heaven and Earth Harmonize, Yin and Yang in Harmony. All Swords Return to Their Origin!!"

A dazzling blue light suddenly erupted from his body, and a powerful surge of spiritual energy swept outwards, forcing even the onlookers to retreat several steps due to the oppressive force.

The next second, a bizarre scene unfolded.

The swords and knives in the hands of the Black Yama disciples flew uncontrollably out of their palms and into the sky.

Hundreds of swords and blades swirled and converged in the air, their blades reflecting blue light. They turned in unison, their tips and edges all pointing at the Black Yama and his men below.

Each weapon was imbued with powerful spiritual energy, emitting a buzzing vibration, right within their sight.

The sight of the swords and knives hanging overhead sent chills down his spine.

Jiang Qiye stood in the center of the blue light, his expression calm. His gaze swept over the panicked disciples of Black Yama, and his voice clearly resounded throughout the entire area: "Those who surrender will not be killed."

Everyone knew that if he so desired to strike, his swords would be pierced through their bodies.

Pei Xueyan, watching from inside the barrier, stared wide-eyed and couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "Damn it, I'm impressed! This is too pretentious!"

She was indeed stunned, and her heart was itching with desire.

want to!

I want to learn!

No, it would be best to obtain it without any effort and simply take possession of this secret technique!

That stinky Taoist priest has really made a name for himself today. In just a few days, everyone in the Nine Provinces will probably know about the extraordinary abilities of the new leader of the Qing Sect.

"My goodness! This kung fu is truly eye-opening!"

"Sect Leader Jiang is not only powerful, but also leaves room for maneuver. This is truly the behavior of a gentleman!"

"No wonder the Green Sect has become a major sect; such secret techniques are not something you can see just anywhere!"

These people must be stunned!

Pei Xueyan pressed herself against the barrier, drawing circles with her finger: "Waaah, I want it..."

Someone was the first to raise their hands in surrender.

Soon, many people raised their hands.

Finally, seven or eight people remained on the field, all with stubborn expressions, looking like they would rather die than submit and were willing to fight to the death.

Jiang Qiye didn't have much time to linger here. He closed his eyes and concentrated. The seven or eight people were pierced and fell to the ground with a thud, their breaths gone.

That's right, killing people is fun, killing people is more impressive, and it has a greater deterrent effect.

When everything was over, Jiang Qiye stood gracefully, his robes and hair still spotless, looking every bit the young master and talented young man.

After dealing with the mess, he turned to look in the direction of the barrier and found that the two women were no longer there.

The barrier dissipated on its own after Jiang Qiye wiped out Hei Yanluo and his gang.

Pei Xueyan and Zhou Wenjian then left.

Upon arriving in the Central Plains, Pei Xueyan insisted on going to earn money so that her senior sister could return to manage the household.

Although she hadn't found a reliable way to make money yet, earning money wasn't difficult for her anyway.

After all, most of his cultivation level was still undeveloped and unused. Rather than leaving it idle, he might as well give it away to others in exchange for a large sum of gold and silver.

However, for several days in a row, the story of Jiang Qiye was being told everywhere in the streets and alleys, and in all the immortal families' residences.

Moreover, the rumors became increasingly outrageous, as if he had become a god, the second patriarch of the Qingzong Sect, and even top figures like Xuanjing and Wangyu were trampled underfoot.

While others were praising his abilities, Jiang Qiye himself was searching everywhere for Pei Xueyan.

After parting ways in Phoenix City that day and exchanging farewells with everyone, he immediately set off to find her, for there was an extremely important matter that he had to tell her in person.

No matter how hard Lingyu searched, she could not find her exact whereabouts.

That's right. With her cultivation level, it would be difficult to detect her using ordinary methods if she wanted to conceal her whereabouts.

Jiang Qiye had no choice but to return to the Qingzong Sect first and secretly send people to search for him everywhere.

After Pei Xueyan ran out of money, she belatedly started thinking about finding a way to make money.

Just as she arrived in Jucai County, the Yunhe River was overflowing. The people of the county were sparing no expense to plead with the immortal master to help stop the impending collapse of the riverbank.

Pei Xueyan was very puzzled. She went over and stopped the people in the county, asking, "Shouldn't this place be under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Sect? Why are they breaching the dike?"

The commoner sighed heavily, his face full of worry. "This place has always been a no-man's-land! In previous years, the weather was good, and the people were unwilling to pay tribute anymore. They even jointly petitioned, saying they didn't need the protection of the immortals. Now that disaster is imminent, they've offered a large sum of money to invite them, but only some charlatan Taoist priests have come. With the river rising day by day, I'm afraid this Jucai County will be destroyed sooner or later!"