The windows of the pavilion facing the water were half open, the moon was swaying in the waves, and the fragrance of flowers was faintly felt in the wind. It was indeed a pleasant spring night.

It was not until the early hours of the morning that the Demon King walked out of the water pavilion. He looked like a beast that had just had a full meal, exuding a hint of satisfaction, and even his brows were a little relaxed.

"Okay, you two go in and take a look at her." Jiang Mi put away the Imperial Heavenly Sword and motioned Qin Qianxue and Nan Shuangshuang to go in. "I'll take her away at dawn."

The disciples of the Yunmozhou branch had actually been waiting outside the waterside pavilion since the afternoon. Jiang Mi naturally sensed it, but he didn't set up any soundproofing barrier at all, as if he wanted everyone to know what they were doing on purpose.

Jiang Mi had replaced the scent of Luan Ying incense in the room, a reserved and thin aroma, delicate, cold, and lofty, just like the beautiful girl lying on the bed.

As soon as they entered the inner bedroom, they saw Yao Yue's half arm hanging outside the bed, the slender fingertips drooping weakly, without a trace of blood, so thin and weak that it made people palpitate. It was as if it was held in the palm of the hand and would break with the slightest squeeze.

The person on the soft bed heard the footsteps and looked over, looking listless and with weak anger: "Evil disciple! Didn't you hear me calling you?"

She still had the strength to shout at first, but after she woke up from her fainting, the man still didn't stop. Let alone struggling, she didn't even have the strength to beg for mercy.

"Master, please forgive me. I am really not very skilled in martial arts..." Qin Qianxue naturally heard it, but she couldn't even withstand the power of the Huangji Tianjian. If she forced her way in, she would only lose her life in vain.

“Don’t blame Qianxue. That devil had the Imperial Heavenly Sword guarding the door, and we couldn’t do anything about it.” Nan Shuangshuang looked at her once bright and beautiful sister lying there so weakly, and couldn’t help but curse, “I’ve heard before that devil cultivators are not good people. This Demon King is really going too far.”

The girl's exposed arms and neck were covered with blue and red bite marks, and one could imagine what was going on under the quilt. Such marks could be removed with a little magic power, but Jiang Mi insisted on leaving them for others to see.

When the Demon Emperor was mentioned, Yao Yue's face suddenly became serious. She hinted at them to cast a soundproofing spell, then tightly grasped Qin Qianxue's hand and said, "You must find a way to send me away. I must not be taken to the Demon Realm by him."

——Quan Xing was her hard work. Even if she was sent away, Jiang Mi would not dare to kill people here.

"Where are the disciples of Xingji Pavilion? Ask them to help draw a teleportation array leading to the Great Freedom Palace. Now that the Buddha has reached the immortal realm, he will be grateful for Master's life-saving grace and will definitely protect you!"

"But they left this afternoon..." Nan Shuangshuang pondered for a moment, and stood up suddenly as if she suddenly remembered something, "A few days ago, Zhang Chi received a sorcerer named Ning Buyi. I heard that he seemed to have some skills, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to draw a teleportation array. I asked him to pretend to be a maid and come in!"

After about a quarter of an hour, she changed into a very simple and low-key black dress, and Shuangshuang also led a tall "maid" in. The man lowered his head without even looking at her, and drew a teleportation array on the ground with blood as ink, and made a "please" gesture.

Nan Shuangshuang covered her head with a black veil and stuffed a Qiankun bag into her hands. She tearfully instructed, "There are five thousand spirit stones in it. There is no time to prepare other things. Go to Guanliu City and buy them yourself. The Fushui Sword is still in Jiletian. I will ask Bai Ruyu to send it over tomorrow."

Yao Yue knew that this was not the time to be reluctant to leave, so she just said "take care" and immediately stepped into the teleportation array that was flashing white light.

***

The world spun around, the wind howled, and she left the waterside pavilion in an instant. However, the scene before her made her slightly stunned.

The silver moon was silent, pouring down on the desert. There was not a single cloud in the night sky, and the air felt like flowing fire with every breath, burning people's throats.

This is not the Mahabodhira Hall.

There is only a desert in the southern part of Qianyuan Continent, which is the border between Yongning Prefecture and Huafeng Prefecture. Like Muyun Peak, it is also a gray area that the immortal officials of the two states are unwilling to govern.

What kind of crappy sorcerer did Zhang Chi hire? He can’t even draw a teleportation array properly… She was secretly annoyed when she saw a group of strong men with knives walking towards her from a distance. The leader looked familiar.

"It's the dead of night, little girl, you're out there all alone? Why don't you go back to Jingtao Sect with your brothers and get comfortable?"

Who else could it be if the person who was speaking wasn't Xiang Yao? It turned out that after the Jingtao Sect was expelled from the Lanxue Pavilion, they hid in the desert... If she wasn't wearing a veil so they couldn't see her face clearly, Xiang Yao's Breaking Waves Knife would have chopped her down.

Yao Yue ran without thinking, but at her current level, she couldn't even outrun Xiang Yao, who was at the Spiritual Transformation level, and even the disciples around him couldn't outrun him. Moreover, she had been tormented by Jiang Mi earlier, and her legs were still weak. Xiang Yao grabbed her shoulders with one hand without much effort, and with the other hand he pulled down her veil, and then took a step back violently -

"The demon girl of Baili!"

Baili Yaoyue ascended to heaven three hundred years ago, so how could he appear here, and... he seemed to have no magical powers at all.

There was a bonfire not far away. A young man was sitting next to the bonfire with a huge sword on his back. He stood up and walked over when he heard the noise. The young man was wearing the uniform of a true disciple of Wanjian Mountain. He looked heroic and had a clean and upright look between his eyebrows, which made people feel at ease.

"Girl, you..."

Under the moonlight, the girl has red lips and black hair, and her skin is brighter than snow. Seeing her is like smelling a glass of youthful wine, and you are already drunk without even taking a sip.

"——Save me! Young man! The Jingtao Sect is forcing women to flee!"

Xiang Yao's face had turned the color of liver with anger, and he drew his sword and chopped at her: "Bai Li Witch, why are you pretending?!"

At the critical moment, the heavy sword was unsheathed and the wave-breaking knife was blocked in front of her face.

"Frontless Sword?!" Xiang Yao was slightly stunned, his expression becoming worse, "Don't block the way, Yun family kid!"

A heavy sword has no edge, and great skill is not elaborate.

——It is the sword worn by the youngest son of Yun Ci, the head of Wanjian Mountain.

Yun Ci's youngest son is named Yun Muye. He is a rare spiritual root. When he was born, he wanted to announce to the world that the Yun family of Wanjian Mountain had a successor. Yun Muye is seventeen years old this year. He is a child of destiny who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. The Yun family wanted to invest all their resources in him. At a young age, he has reached the Nascent Soul stage and became a true disciple of the Foreign Affairs Hall.

The Yun family has a good tradition. He does not have the dandy habits of aristocratic children. Instead, he is a gentleman who hates evil. He drew his sword to save the girl because the Jingtao Sect had a bad reputation for kidnapping women, or maybe because... the girl was too beautiful.

The wave-breaking knife in Xiang Yao's hand was not as good as Wufeng's, but fortunately his realm was slightly higher, and he used his magic power to shake the giant sword back. But the girl who had just been captured had already escaped, and was hiding behind Yun Muye, looking at him with a subtle and gloating look. Xiang Yao was immediately furious, pointing at Yao Yue and gritting his teeth:

"The Baili Demon Girl killed your uncle three hundred years ago. She is the sworn enemy of your Yun family! I advise you to get out of the way now, so you won't regret it in the future!"

“I, I…” The girl seemed to be frightened by him. She stammered for a moment and couldn’t speak. She mustered up her courage and looked at Yun Muye: “Young man, I am only at the Qi Refining Stage. How can I have the ability to kill people? It is even more impossible for me to live for three hundred years…”

——The girl in black looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her rare and beautiful face was full of timidity, gentleness and realness, which made me feel pity for her.

Yun Muye stood in front of her without giving in: "Master Xiang, don't be ridiculous. This girl is indeed only at the Qi Refining stage. I cannot stand the abduction of women, so I have to intervene."

Xiang Yao laughed in anger and gestured to the people behind him: "It's you who don't know what's good for you, not me who doesn't give face to your Yun family! It's not surprising to see two people die in the desert!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Qianlong Fury Formation of the Jingtao Sect had been deployed. The swords were surprisingly neat when they were drawn out, and surprisingly agile when they were unfolded. They were strong, sticky, and sharp... The different forces weaved a dense spider web, trapping the two men in the middle.

Perhaps because the sword was too heavy, Yun Muye drew his sword slowly and his moves were plain, making it difficult for him to deal with it. It felt like the tip of the sword was tied with a heavy object, and it was moving slower and slower.

Yun Muye was still young after all, and he had not expected that the Jingtao Sect would be so unethical as to directly launch a siege. He clenched his heavy sword tightly, his face sank, "Miss, I'm not sure I can escape unscathed, you go first..."

The dancing flames illuminated half of the girl's profile, while the other half was hidden in the shadows. She seemed to be smiling, with an indescribable leisurely look on her face: "Breaking the formation requires attacking the weak from behind. Chen and Si are the weak, and Xu and Hai are the weak. The person in the northwest of this formation is weak, so just stab him."

The voice was slow and measured, yet contained a condescending tone that brooked no room for argument. The young man did as he was told without even thinking.

Yun Muye slightly turned his body, raised the huge sword in his hand diagonally, drew a circle with a diameter of six feet, and stabbed directly at the man in the northwest——

The next second, the surging formation suddenly calmed down, and the eight knives seemed to pierce into the void, piercing into the soft spring water, and the power of the knife formation was dissipated! The disciples of Jingtao Sect were in chaos, and there was a loud "ding ding" sound. The scimitars chopped together, and sparks flew. One disciple was unable to stop in time and even cut his companion's shoulder.

Xiang Yao was unwilling to stop, but Yun Muye had already slid over like a swimming fish, and the sharp sword swept over, tearing the clothes of several people, and the fragments flew in the air like black butterflies. If Yun Muye had not shown mercy, these guys would have been cut in half. The disciples of Jingtao Sect looked at each other, shocked by this miraculous skill, and suddenly one of them ran away without paying attention to the body, and the others followed immediately.

Xiang Yao knew best how powerful Baili Yaoyue was. Seeing that she could make the Yun family kid move freely without taking any action, he couldn't help but tremble with fear, let out a cry of hatred, and fled in panic.

Yun Muye heaved a sigh of relief when he saw them leave. He turned around and saw her in the moonlight, but his heartbeat increased instead of decreasing.

The girl had a face like clouds and moon, without any makeup or eye makeup, and a careless smile on her lips. That smile made the pale silver moonlight even brighter, as if even the world in front of her was shaking slightly.

"The biggest drawback of ordinary people using swords is that they can move but not be still, they can release but not retract. You are just the opposite. You are calm and determined when advancing and retreating, but you are unable to bring out the power of the giant sword. If you don't improve this, you will be hindered by the heavy sword when you meet a more agile opponent."

Yun Muye's whole body trembled, he stood there staring at her, an unprecedented emotion surging in his heart, a mixture of novelty, exploration and excitement, which slowly fermented into an indescribable excitement after a long time.

"The girl is the first person to say this besides my father."

My father has watched him wield a sword for more than ten years, but this girl... has only seen it once.

Yao Yue felt a little uncomfortable with his fiery gaze, but she couldn't get angry since he had just saved her life, not to mention that she had to rely on him to fly away on his sword, so she quietly changed the subject: "I haven't learned your name yet, young man. I will come to thank you for saving my life someday."

——The giant sword in the hands of this Wanjian Mountain disciple is definitely not an ordinary item. He must be from an immortal family.

The young man stuck Wufeng into the ground and bowed to her politely and formally: "My name is Yun Muye, may I ask your name, young lady?"

"My surname is Bai, and my given name is Yue." She rolled her eyes, "Are you from the Yun family of Wanjian Mountain?"

Afraid that "Miss Bai" would think he was showing off, Yun Muye tried to speak calmly: "Yes, my father is Yun Ci, the head of Wanjian Mountain."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Yao Yue's face, but before she could open her mouth, the young man asked again -

"If I hadn't had the young lady's guidance today, I would have died here. I wonder what sect you belong to? Where do you live?"

"I live in Yunmozhou, and I was chased by my enemies and fled here. If it is convenient for you, could you take me to the Great Freedom Palace on your sword?"

She spoke with such sincerity that she seemed like a weak woman fleeing for her life. Yun Muye suddenly felt sorry for her and said something that made her choke:

"Young lady, why don't you come with me to Wanjian Mountain? The Yun family will definitely protect you!"