"I'm furious! I never expected that I, a peak Supreme Realm expert..."
He's a powerful figure who can command respect wherever he goes, yet he's being outmaneuvered by a bunch of nobodys in this wretched place.
We must regain this lost face today!
"Master, it's not your fault. Judging from your description, these two men and one woman are definitely the same group as the three old men I encountered before."
My disciple also fell into their trap before, which is why he ended up in such a miserable state, especially the one who wielded the Dragon Fang Pestle, an imperial weapon.
They were exceptionally arrogant; I must grind them to dust to vent my hatred.
"Disciple, do not panic. I will help you restore the honor of my Nine Heavenly Pavilion and suppress these arrogant ants for eternity!"
In the distance, the nine Taoist priests and Ling Yuxuan rushed towards the ancient temple with imposing manner.
They vowed to reclaim the lost dignity from Liang Hao and his two companions.
"Hey~"
Just as the master and apprentice arrived at the entrance of the ancient temple, a deep shout startled them so much that they almost flew to the sky on the spot.
Shen Zhao stood with his hands behind his back, staring at him with a serious expression.
Beside him was a beautiful young woman holding a pipa and an erhu, closely following him.
"Halt! This place has been reserved by me. Anyone wishing to enter the ancient temple must pay a price of sufficient sincerity before being allowed to pass."
No sooner had she finished speaking than Ji Bingyan began to pluck the strings of her pipa, and the prelude to "Ambush from Ten Sides" instantly echoed through the void.
The Nine Venerable Daoists glanced at him, then looked at Ling Yuxuan with a solemn expression: "Disciple, during my years of seclusion, how much has happened on this Immortal Martial Continent?"
How can a piece of trash with no cultivation dare to brazenly collect tolls? Has the world really sunk to such a deplorable state?
Ling Yuxuan: "This disciple doesn't know either. In recent years, this disciple has been focused on participating in family affairs and has not been able to find time to learn about the outside world."
"We should ask them who they are before making any plans."
"This disciple also has this thought."
Ling Yuxuan stepped forward, pointed at Shen Zhao, and said, "Fellow Daoist, who are you? Why are you blocking my and my master's way?"
Shen Zhao paused, then replied arrogantly, "My name is Shen Zhao. Who I am is unimportant. Don't try to get close to me."
"To enter the dungeon, you must show your sincerity; that's my rule!"
"Shen Zhao!?"
The Nine Venerable Daoists and Ling Yuxuan spoke in unison, looking at the imposing young man before them with disbelief.
But to confirm whether the person opposite him was just a coincidence of having the same name, Ling Yuxuan tentatively asked, "Are you Shen Zhao? The fiancé of the Empress of the Great Yin Dynasty?"
"You know me?" Shen Zhao asked knowingly.
"hiss……"
The master and apprentice both gasped in shock.
Upon closer inspection, it became clear that Shen Zhao was indeed strikingly handsome, far more dashing than Ling Yuxuan.
This made Ling Yuxuan feel a little inferior.
But he quickly adjusted his mindset and pointed at Shen Zhao again, questioning, "It was you who deprived my junior sister of the right to pursue happiness."
It was you who forced my junior sister to reluctantly accept her parents' wishes and become a victim of a royal political marriage?
Shen Zhao, if you're still a man, set your junior sister free. She is a noble and beautiful phoenix.
This is not something a mortal like you can defile or taint. Do you understand what I mean?
Shen Zhao and Ji Bingyan exchanged a glance and were both speechless.
It's the same recipe, the same taste.
The moment he opened his mouth, the entire instance space was filled with an aura of idiocy.
Ling Yuxuan continued to roar, "Even if you and your junior sister get married, you won't get what you want, because there's no place for you in her heart!"
I advise you to be sensible and leave quickly. Don't hurt each other; you'll only hurt her and yourself!
After he finished venting, Shen Zhao frowned and asked, "Excuse me, but who the hell is your junior sister?"
"I've been listening to you ramble on and on for ages, and I haven't understood a single word. Can't you just speak more clearly?"
Ling Yuxuan took a deep breath and said sternly, "My junior sister is your fiancée, the Empress of the Great Yin Dynasty, Yu Xiyan!"
"Shen Zhao, imperial power and wealth are ultimately not something ordinary people can enjoy. You'd better know your place. I will absolutely not agree to your marriage with my junior sister."
The Nine Venerable Taoists echoed, "Young man, heed my advice: cherish your life and stay away from Yu Xiyan."
Upon hearing this, Ji Bingyan's eyes lit up, and she whispered to Shen Zhao, "My lord, Old Bi Deng is absolutely right. You must not get close to that Yu woman again. She is a real scoundrel."
Shen Zhao's vision went black: "So that's how it is. Now I finally understand, but I think you might have misunderstood something."
"What is it?" Ling Yuxuan asked.
"My marriage to your junior sister was called off a long time ago. Didn't your junior sister tell you?"
"Um?"
The nine Daoist masters and Ling Yuxuan's eyes lit up simultaneously.
"How could that be? My junior sister said you were her fiancé before. Do you think you can get away with this by fooling me like this?"
Ling Yuxuan still couldn't believe Shen Zhao's explanation.
Sigh~
Shen Zhao revealed a forlorn expression, looked up at the starry sky at a 45-degree angle, sighed softly, revealing endless sorrow.
What are you doing?
Ling Yuxuan didn't understand that Shen Zhao was just setting the stage for something funny, so he immediately leaned over and asked.
"You're her senior, right? Actually, you've misunderstood me."
"What misunderstanding do you have? Explain yourself clearly."
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