Lightning flashed like golden snakes, and a red light flew as fast as a star, rushing straight into the sky, illuminating the entire Chuxiang City, brighter than the moonlight.
This amazing sight means someone has broken through to the immortal realm.
Yongning Prefecture belonged to Quanxing five years ago. Who else could enter the immortal realm in Chuxiang City except Baili Yaoyue?
The news spread throughout the country within a day, with some people happy and some sad.
Quan Xing was naturally happy, but the Immortal Alliance was worried: except for Tianyuan Prefecture in the center of Jiuzhou, which did not belong to any sect, Quan Xing had occupied three prefectures, and was also expanding to Chiyou Prefecture in the west. Currently, she was the only one who had reached the immortal realm in Qianyuan Continent, but Quan Xing, led by her, was at odds with the Immortal Alliance, neither paying taxes nor participating in meetings, as if openly challenging the Immortal Alliance.
Yao Yue sat beside a plain silver lamp, with her chin resting on the bed. On the carpet at her feet, a young man in red was half lying and half sitting like a cat. He had a handsome face, as if he was made of fresh snow or warm jade.
"It's just in time for the master to come out of seclusion. The champion of the sect's martial arts competition will be decided tomorrow." Ah Zhi smiled and presented the list of candidates that she had prepared long ago.
The once-in-a-decade sect competition is being held in Chiyou Prefecture. Chiyou Prefecture is under the jurisdiction of the Great Freedom Palace, and a group of outsiders are neither friendly with the Immortal Alliance nor hostile to the whole world. It is the most appropriate place to hold the sect competition. The new leader of the Immortal Alliance, Xing Yuan, made a good decision.
She glanced at Quan Xing's list briefly, "...Li Yun?"
"You said he has a good physique, so of course the young master took him very seriously and sent him to the Great Freedom Palace to practice boxing. Now he has reached the Nascent Soul stage!" Ah Zhi couldn't stop talking once she started. She was very happy and proud. "The young master has done a lot in the past five years. He stopped the orc trade that you hate the most, and negotiated with the Great Freedom Palace to prepare to open a new branch in Chiyouzhou!"
"Well done." The girl smiled brightly at him.
Such a beautiful face, so close to her, made Bai Ruyu feel slightly dizzy, her cheeks flushed slightly: "As long as Yaoyue is satisfied."
She lowered her head to examine the list again, and paused slightly when her eyes swept over the candidates from Wanjian Mountain.
“Did anyone come to see me while I was in retreat?”
Yao Yue's retreat in Lanxue Pavilion was a top secret, and no one knew about it except for several helmsmen and Azhi. First, they were afraid that the Immortal Alliance would go to war with Quanxing while she was in retreat, and second, the Yongning Prefecture branch was newly established, and only with her in charge could they suppress all forces.
"Yes, Xingyuan has been here several times," Ah Zhi pointed to a thick stack of letters on the table, "They are all written by him to you."
"...No one else?"
Ah Zhi glanced at Bai Ruyu with a subtle expression: "Some common people who admire you have written some sour poems, that's all..."
——The Master's feelings for the Master were known to everyone in Lanxue Pavilion, and even their clothes were all changed to red. The extremely handsome disciple from Wanjian Mountain came every month, and was beaten every time. If he insisted on not leaving, the Master would go and chase him away personally, and the blows would be as ruthless as possible.
Ah Zhi sighed: "The young master never had a good face to those nobles before, but he was still pursued by thousands of people. Now he is devoted to the head of the sect, how can this stupid boy fight him?"
Somehow, Yao Yue suddenly felt a little lost, a subtle and clear feeling that disturbed her heart bit by bit. The candlelight reflected on her face, casting a trembling shadow like butterfly wings on her long eyelashes:
"Wanjian Mountain...any news?"
"Yes." The young man in red suddenly spoke, his thin pink lips showing a proper smile, "After Yun Liang's death, the elder Yun Ci of the Inspection Hall succeeded him as the head of the sect. In the past, only elders and above were allowed to practice the Sky-breaking Sword Intent. Now even true disciples can learn it, and several have become possessed."
Wanjian Mountain has not produced a Sword Master in the past few years, and its reputation has greatly declined. This move can be regarded as a last-ditch effort.
"Oh, there's one more thing." The young man seemed to suddenly remember something, his smile deepened, his eyes flashing with inexplicable joy, "There is a disciple of Wanjian Mountain named Jiang Mi, who is highly appreciated by Yun Ci. I heard that he intends to marry his deceased brother's orphan daughter Yun Meng to him."
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Chiyouzhou, Guanliu City.
"Thank you, Master." Li Yun stood on the covered water and carefully placed his hand on the red-dressed girl in front of him.
In five years, the orc boy grew into a strong young man nearly two meters tall. The mind of an orc is only eleven or twelve years old at most, and Li Yun is no exception. His nose is slightly upturned, and he still has a baby face, but his eyes are pure and clear, and he looks more like a dog than a wolf. He has learned to hide his ears, and except that his finger joints are thicker than those of ordinary people, he looks no different from ordinary people.
Quanxing was founded less than ten years ago, so naturally it cannot compare to the foundation of other sects. In this sect competition, only Li Yun entered the top eight and had the opportunity to compete for the championship. As soon as she arrived in Guanliu City, she asked Li Yun what reward he wanted. Unexpectedly, he only said that he wanted to try the feeling of flying a sword, and Yao Yue agreed immediately.
"You deserve it." The girl said as she waved her hand lightly, and Fu Shui rose up with the wind, and the long sword turned into a green light and flew into the sky.
If it was just a normal flight, ordinary people would not notice it. But now Guanliu City was filled with disciples from all the major immortal cultivation sects, so it was hard not to see the green light in the night sky.
Gu Bufan and Jiang Mi were walking side by side towards the inn, but he saw the person behind him pause, looking at the sky with a pale face. His eyesight was not as good as Jiang Mi's. Although he could see the light of the flying sword, he didn't know who was on the sword. Then he was frightened by Jiang Mi——
The man covered his mouth and coughed twice, then suddenly bent over in pain, as if his spine could not bear the sudden pain for a while, and his palms were full of blood! He stuck his sword to the ground and barely avoided falling down.
The burning heat in his bone marrow became more and more obvious, and the pain was unbearable. He could even hear his own panting clearly. The dripping blood instantly formed a small puddle on the ground. Jiang Mi lowered his head and could see his face reflected in the puddle.
The sharp lines like those carved by a knife did not change at all because of the pain, and there was an unshakable belief in his eyes that he would be crushed to pieces. Just one glance would make people feel terrified.
Invite the moon...