Chapter 259 Shameless!

In the Phoenix Palace, Jasmine lay on the bed with a playful smile flashing across her brows.

"They're facing each other so soon. They're so impatient."

The Great Venerable Jasmine exhaled a fragrance like orchid, and the Blood-Clothed Sword God and the Great Venerable Martial Lord were confronting each other head-on. This was part of her plan.

She was surprised that this day came so quickly.

In the ancient mirror in front, the man in the navy blue robe spoke with his back to Jasmine the Great.

"Who do you think will win this battle?"

“Is there any need to think about it? Of course it’s the Great Lord Wu.” The Great Lord Jasmine used her slender fingers to smooth up her hair.

The Great Lord Wu Jun is a powerful man who has reached the peak of the fourth step of heaven.

In the Canglan Realm, the Blood-Clothed Sword God can only reach the Fourth Step of Heaven at most, and is no match for the Great Lord Wu Jun.

"My opinion is different from yours." The figure in the ancient mirror said in a low voice.

“Why, can the Blood-Robed Sword God still win?” Great Jasmine chuckled, “If he can win, I might really love him to death. What’s wrong with being his lovebirds for a day?”

The figure in the ancient mirror seemed not to have heard what Great Venerable Jasmine said, and continued to talk to herself, "He challenged Great Venerable Wu Jun.

I always believe that whoever challenges will win.”

In his opinion, how could the Blood-Clothed Sword God challenge the Great Lord Martial King if he was not sure of his victory?

After all, when one reaches that level, how can one do anything without certainty?

Therefore, Great Venerable Jasmine has been in charge of the mythical secret treasure for many years, and many powerful people have coveted it secretly, but no one has dared to rob it openly. It's the same principle.

"If I had never seen the Blood-Cloaked Sword God, I would have believed what you said.

But he...cannot be judged by common sense." Jasmine Great Venerable recalled her meeting with the Blood-Robed Sword God.

When great men usually meet, they are polite in conversation, just like the sound of flowing water among the mountains.

How can he be like this? You love me so much, why doesn't he give me the secret treasure of myth?

When talking, he doesn't leave himself any way out.

"Then let's wait and see." The figure in the ancient mirror said this and fell silent again.

Jasmine stood up, with colorful clothes draped over her slender body. Her exposed calves were wrapped in silk stockings as thin as a cicada's wing. Indistinctly, one could seem to see kiss marks that looked like tattoos.

"I will go to Qiu Dao Palace to see what's going on."

At this time, all the Yin Gods from all over Fengtian Territory who were not far from the Qiu Dao Palace rushed to the Qiu Dao Palace.

They regretted not being able to see the scheduled fight, but they had to rush to the scene to see the result first.

In such a battle between great masters, if one is not careful, it may decide life or death.

Naturally they had to join in the fun; a life-and-death battle between great masters was something that only happened once in a thousand years.

Not long after, waves of terrifying aura descended upon the Qiu Dao Palace.

A total of six Yin Gods descended.

These Yin gods are led by Jasmine the Great and the Seven-Injured Old Man.

Six Yin Gods descended, and the Purple Mansion monks of the Qiu Dao Palace trembled in fear. When in their lives had they ever seen so many Yin Gods at once?

“It’s a pity that this war between gods happened too hastily, and we have no chance to watch it.” The old man with seven injuries is a great master in the Demon Realm. His true form is a demon beast, and no one knows what kind of demon beast it is.

Now, he settled in Fengtian Territory.

He smiled and stood beside Jasmine the Great.

Jasmine Great Venerable looked charmingly: "I don't know if I will have another chance to meet that interesting man."

The person she was referring to was the Blood-Clothed Sword God.

When the great masters clash, it is very likely that a Yin God will die.

Li Yaxian and her granddaughter stood aside, both of them looking confused. What happened today was too exaggerated and outrageous. Now they both felt like they were in a dream.

After hearing what Jasmine said, both of them turned pale.

What would happen if the Blood-Clothed Sword God... died?

The two were extremely confused, but no one among the monks present paid any attention to them.

At the same time, in the virtual world.

The vast divine realm is as big as the stars, and is filled with the purest aura of gold.

Qi Yuan's eyes were calm. He looked at the Great Lord Wu Jun in front of him and said, "Now I know...how small your divine domain is?"

Lord Wujun swallowed hard.

After that terrifying figure used his divine domain, his divine domain collapsed almost instantly.

Although both of them were Jinfei, he was not at the same level as the terrifying figure in front of him.

How could there be such a divine domain in the world? "What is this?" The Great Lord Wu was no longer calm. His previous pride and fighting spirit were all shattered by the appearance of the Star Lord Jinde Taibai Taihao.

"Are your eyesight bad?" Qi Yuan rolled his eyes at the Great Lord Wu Jun. "How can you not recognize such a big divine infant? This is my divine infant."

Qi Yuan said this truthfully, with a hint of boasting.

Lord Wujun was speechless.

At the beginning, the Blood-Clothed Sword God sacrificed the divine infant.

But the divine infant said "Yes, sir", and turned into a majestic...mythical powerful being.

Although, the state of the mythical strong man in front of him seemed quite wrong, and his divine domain was too large.

“Senior Blood-Clothed Sword God… you are joking.” Lord Wu Jun lowered his head.

I feel mixed emotions.

A legendary mythical powerful man, the one standing at the top of the Canglan Realm, actually challenged him.

Is there any justice in bullying a newcomer who has reached the fourth step of heaven? "I admit defeat in this battle!" Wu Jun Dazun lowered his head and admitted defeat directly.

How can we fight this battle? The realm gap is too big, just admit defeat.

He felt quite complicated.

He really wanted to say to Qi Yuan, you are a legend so just say it, why do you have to challenge him.

"Give up?" Qi Yuan's eyes lit up, "Hand over the skills."

Before the fight, the two made a bet.

If Qi Yuan wins, he will obtain all the skills practiced by the Great Lord Wu Jun.

If Qi Yuan loses, he must stay away from Jasmine forever and must not get his hands on the mythical treasure.

Without any hesitation, the Great Lord Wu handed a jade slip to Qi Yuan and said respectfully, "This is all the skills I have practiced."

He felt mixed emotions.

What happened today was too unreal, even making people feel like they were in a dream.

"In that case, let's go back. I'm in a hurry and have other important things to do." Qi Yuan said seriously, too lazy to talk nonsense here.

"Okay." Lord Wu Jun quickly agreed.

The figures of the two disappeared into the virtual world at this moment.

About ten breaths later, a rusty red mechanical bird appeared in the virtual world.

The entire body of this mechanical bird seemed to be forged from fine iron. Perhaps because it had been there for too long, its entire body was covered in rust. It had only one eye, and the other eyeball was shattered.

The sound of machinery also sounded at this moment.

"The target is the Blood-Robed Sword God, and the trump card is an unknown mythical strongman. This mythical strongman is in a strange state and is suspected to be only able to exert the peak strength of the Six Steps to Heaven."

This rusty red mechanical bird analyzed the information and then passed it on to the four generals of the Lei family.

…

In the Qiudao Palace, there was a sudden fluctuation in the space.

All the Yin Gods present looked over with curiosity in their eyes.

They wanted to see who came out and how many people came out.

However, before the person came out, a voice sounded in the hearts of all the Yin Gods.

"There are so many Yin spirits here. What day is today? Is it New Year's Day? Are we going to have a feast?"

Following this voice, Qi Yuan, dressed in a blood-red robe, appeared.

The great Martial Lord, wearing blood-stained armor, stood behind Qi Yuan like a little follower.

This scene really shocked all the Yin gods present.

The actions and reactions of Lord Wujun have already indicated the outcome of this battle.

He... lost! Zifu of Qiudao Palace showed an expression of disbelief on his face.

They went to the Dao Palace to ask for help, and found that the great Martial Lord, the master behind the three realms, was actually defeated by the Blood-Clothed Sword God.

They looked at Lord Wu Jun, as if they could not accept this result and wanted to get Lord Wu Jun's personal acknowledgement.

"I... lost." Lord Wujun opened his mouth and admitted it without any hesitation.

Hearing this, the expressions of the Yin Gods present changed slightly, and their eyes towards Qi Yuan also changed.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Especially Great Venerable Jasmine and Old Man Seven Wounds. If before, they only treated Blood-Clothed Sword God as a junior with some strength, now, they treat him as a peer.

"The Blood-Clothed Sword God's Taoism is amazing. I admire him." The old man with seven injuries also showed goodwill to Qi Yuan.

Jasmine Grand Master flirted with Qi Yuan and asked, "When will you come to Feng Palace to sit and discuss Taoism with me?"

The other Yin God masters also introduced themselves and congratulated Qi Yuan on his victory in this battle.

The Great Lord Wujun stood behind Qi Yuan, silent.

Qi Yuan greeted the Seven Wounded Old Man and his eyes fell on Jasmine the Great.

"Don't you like me?

Today I defeated the great Martial Lord. Isn't it impressive and manly?"

Saihara said, raising his arms.

Unfortunately, after becoming an immortal cultivator, he no longer sweats and has no smell.

Jasmine squinted her eyes and had a bad feeling when she heard Qi Yuan's words.

Sure enough, she heard Qi Yuan say.

"You should love me even more now, right? Shouldn't you take this opportunity to confess your love to me? As long as you give me the Mythology Treasure as a gift, I will reluctantly agree to be your boyfriend for a day."

The Yin gods who heard this couldn't help laughing.

This Blood-Clothed Sword God is indeed a wonderful person just as the legend says.

The smile on Jasmine's face froze, and she smiled awkwardly: "You are too... anxious, I will be embarrassed."

"A high-quality man like me is very popular in the dating market.

If you don't hurry up, you won't have the chance to be this close to me in the future." Qi Yuan said seriously.

Now he still has high regard for Jasmine the Great.

Maybe if he plays another game, he will become someone that Jasmine cannot reach.

Jasmine smiled charmingly but did not give a direct answer.

Qi Yuan was too lazy to say anything more, but shrugged. Suddenly, he looked at Zi Fu who had besieged him before.

He said to the Great Lord Wu Jun in a sonorous and powerful voice: "I have won the challenge against you. Now it is my turn to challenge these old monsters, right?"

He looked at those purple palaces with a strong fighting spirit.

If time goes back to a month ago, these old guys would be his most cherished white moonlight.

But times have changed. These old guys are getting old and less attractive than before.

Qi Yuan's words will get rid of those evil spirits.

Those Purple Mansions also looked at each other in bewilderment.

Are you kidding me? You just defeated the Great Master and now you are challenging the Purple Mansion?

Unfortunately, these Purple Mansions were trembling in fear and did not dare to speak at all when facing Qi Yuan.

This Blood-Robed Sword God bullied them because they were old and powerless! The Blood-Robed Sword God killed people without blinking an eye. If they answered and made the Blood-Robed Sword God unhappy, and were killed by a single sword, they would really die, and no one would avenge them.

Lord Wujun was also quite depressed and couldn't understand Qi Yuan's train of thought.

He said in a deep voice: "On behalf of Zifu of Qiudao Palace... I admit defeat."

“Great Lord Wu, how can you cover your mouth and ask these purple palaces in the Dao Palace? They haven’t expressed their opinions yet, and you said it.

What if they don't want to admit defeat and want to fight me?" Qi Yuan looked at the Purple Mansion monks with a puzzled look.

"Does anyone dare to accept my challenge?"

Lord Wujun was completely speechless.

Among the group of purple palaces, the sloppy Taoist priest appeared tremblingly, his voice extremely respectful.

"Blood-robed Sword God, I admit defeat and am willing to offer my skills to you, Senior!"

Upon seeing this, the other Zifu also hurriedly spoke respectfully.

"We are willing to admit defeat and offer our skills to you, Senior!"

Dozens of Purple Mansions admitted defeat at the same time, looking extremely respectful.

Even if they have ten thousand courages, they still wouldn't dare to accept the challenge.

At this time, what else can you do except admit defeat and offer your skills?

Qi Yuan smiled and looked at the Great Lord Wu Jun: "See? This is what people want. They were convinced by my personality charm and took the initiative to admit defeat."

Qi Yuan felt emotional.

Those who are righteous have many supporters, while those who are unrighteous have few supporters. So this is what it means.

Lord Wujun didn't dare to respond at all. He was afraid that he would say that they were forced.

"I accept your surrender and I also accept your skills. Don't be so enthusiastic. It makes me feel embarrassed." Qi Yuan took the skills and felt proud.

I wish all the old guys in Guangming Palace were so sensible.

If they had been sensible and offered their skills to him, they wouldn't have been left with nothing but their bodies.

However, thinking of something, Qi Yuan continued: What about the remaining Zifu? When will they return to Qiudao Palace? I will challenge them one by one?"

The Great Lord Wu Jun replied expressionlessly: "All the Purple Mansions will return today."

This time he learned his lesson and did not ask those Purple Mansions to admit defeat.

"Yes." Qi Yuan nodded, "Now that I have defeated everyone in your Qiu Dao Palace, according to the agreement, shouldn't you do things for me?"

According to the original agreement, Qi Yuan would defeat the Great Lord Wu and all the Purple Mansions.

Qiu Daogong wanted to give him all the skills and at the same time work for his original god sharing association.

The Great Lord Wu Jun was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice: "I am willing to accept the defeat, and I will ask the Dao Palace to let you send me from now on!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the Yin Gods on the field changed slightly.

Jasmine the Great and the Seven-Injured Old Man also revealed intriguing looks.

Although the defeat of Lord Wu Jun by the Blood-Clothed Sword God was beyond their expectations, it was still within their acceptable range.

The attitude of Lord Wujun is just like pledging allegiance.

This shows that the Great Lord Wu Jun was not only defeated, but also defeated miserably, otherwise how could he say "at your disposal"! In their hearts, the evaluation of the Blood-robed Sword God went up a level.

At this time, Qi Yuan, who had barely defeated Qiu Dao Gong, looked at the six Yin Gods present.

He said slowly: "It just so happens that most of the Yin Gods from Fengtian Territory have arrived today, and I have something to tell you.

Since you are all here, I will inform you now.

I have created a Genshin Impact Sharing Club, um... to deal with the catastrophe, I hope you can support me a bit. "

(End of this chapter)