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Looking at this group of people who were cheering like crazy, Su Miao took a step back and met Fu Chen's puzzled eyes. She said, "The banker has a distinguished guest coming, so we should stay away."
Having said that, they just stood in a corner where there were few people.
Zhuang Shi was very pleased with the flattery and laughed heartily: "The engagement is indeed true, but when the marriage will take place depends on what they both think."
Su Daozhi, who was standing aside, also laughed and said, "City Master Zhuang is wrong. As the saying goes, parents' orders and matchmaker's words are the final say. In this matter, the elders still have the final say."
Staring at his nominal father, Su Miao paused while shaking Yin Ling's hand.
Noticing his master's surprised look, Fu Chen subconsciously took a step back. However, Su Miao still grabbed him and asked in disbelief, "What nonsense is that Lao Deng talking about?"
Is it a distortion of human nature or a decline of morality that a pure-hearted immortal swears repeatedly?
Fu Chen was not curious. He silently put his hands in front of him and said, "Master, you can't say that. It's unbecoming of an Immortal Master. If Master knows, he will scold you again."
Fu Chen was very clear whether he should be showing off his temper or saving his life at this time.
Fortunately, this birthday party was destined not to continue. A large dark cloud floated in the sky and covered the Zhuang family's mansion.
Strangely enough, the dark clouds stayed above the manor house, while the sun was still shining brightly in other places, and a haze shrouded everyone's heads.
During this time, white lightning flashed and monsters caused trouble.
A purple lightning bolt as thick as a bucket struck the barrier, and everyone fled in all directions. Zhuang Shi raised his hand and used the spiritual power of his Nascent Soul to comfort everyone in time: "Don't be afraid, I am here, who dares to offend me!"
He had the demeanor of a Nascent Soul master, but this level of cultivation was still not enough. Su Miao broke the barrier with ease, and the monster turned into a dark cloud and flew straight to the ground, causing panic among the people.
Zhuang Shi shouted, "Today is my birthday banquet. If you come here to cause trouble, don't blame me for being rude."
The well-trained guards stepped forward and fought with the monsters. The two sides were evenly matched.
Su Miao was watching with great interest, and was no longer angry at this time: "Let's go, I don't want to watch anymore."
Fu Chen paused. There were many familiar figures among the monsters. If it were in the past, he could just say no, but the monster was in a dilemma: "Master, where are you going?"
Su Miao did not answer. Seeing the hesitation in his eyes, she raised her hand and the two of them went to the second floor. The drunk man sat in the pavilion in a daze, and saw them with a complicated expression.
But the conversation didn't last long. Lu Qun said directly, "Are you also following the orders of the sect to investigate the matter of the monster in North City?"
"Brother Lu has good eyesight." Su Miao laughed, but the smile was a little stiff, which made people feel scared.
Lu Qun couldn't stand it any longer, and finally said to his new brother: "...You don't have to laugh."
"Okay." Su Miao stopped smiling and looked sideways downwards.
With her secret help, the monsters gathered around Zhuang Shi and the city lord's guards, as well as the few people who remained.
They also wanted to leave, but the black cloud bound their legs and forced them to stay.
Not many, just over a dozen people.
Among them was Su Daozhi.
Su Miao wanted to use his spiritual power, but when he turned around and saw Lu Qun standing beside him, he sighed.
Lu Qun didn't understand: "What's wrong, brother Su, why are you sighing?"
He originally wanted to call him Brother Miao, but then he thought that it did not fit Su Miao's temperament, who seemed friendly but was actually aloof. After thinking about it, he felt that Brother Su was more appropriate.
If this person wasn't his recognized brother, Lu Qun couldn't help but want to call him big brother.
"You're in the way." Su Miao said bluntly.
As soon as she finished speaking, a wisp of spiritual power emerged from her fingertips and rushed towards Lu Qun. Fu Chen, as if he had foreseen the future, stepped forward and steadily supported the unconscious Lu Qun: "Aren't you going to leave?"
When he was down there, Fu Chen could see clearly that the monster's visit today was clearly within his master's expectations.
But he didn't understand why Su Miao wanted to get close to Lu Qun. Why would he be so close to such a fool?
"I'm not leaving. You just watch him. I'll go join in the fun first."
Looking at the white figure flying down with a sword, Fu Chen lowered his eyes, feeling resentful and angry.
My identity will be exposed sooner or later, so why bother pretending? In the end, it's just to tease him!
Su Miao, who just wanted to go down and join in the fun, didn't know what he was thinking. If he knew, the Beihan Sword would probably be aimed at him.
The sharp white sword blocked Zhuang Shi's escape. There were too many monsters surrounding the Zhuang Mansion. Even if they joined forces, they could not find a loophole. The best way was to run, but a sword blocked his way.
"Who? Come out here!"
Seeing Zhuang Shi being stopped, monsters rushed over in groups, but were separated by the white spiritual power.
A powerful spiritual pressure descended, forcing both humans and the demonic beasts that had revealed themselves to kneel. Only Su Daozhi wore a look of joy, unaware of what had happened to him.
"My Lord Immortal, the monsters are rioting, please take them down quickly!" Su Daozhi coughed twice and looked at the people kneeling there with satisfaction.
He didn't know the influence of Su Miao's status before, but now he sees it.
Thinking of the deal he made with the banker, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes. If he had known that Su Miao was so respected, he should not have taken the initiative to find the banker!
Regardless of what he thought, at least he had achieved his purpose in pointing out Su Miao's presence. Those who had shown dissatisfaction also changed their expressions. Even those kneeling on the ground were smiling as if they were in the spring breeze. "Welcome to the Immortal Lord Beihan!"
Hearing what they said, Zhuang Shi snorted coldly and stared into space: "Is this how the Su family is brought up? The younger generation is so ignorant of etiquette!"
Even those who were in the same camp as Zhuang Shi couldn't help but show a hint of disgust, and they retreated silently.
Because they were kneeling, they didn't move far.
"Courtesy? I don't think City Lord Zhuang takes the Wuwang Sect seriously at all!"
A cold and oppressive voice echoed everywhere. The city lord Zhuang Shi, who was in the center, fell to the ground and the spiritual power in his body dissipated.
The monster wanted to move forward, but was pushed back by the white spiritual power.
"Calm down, Immortal Venerable. That's not what the City Lord meant."
No matter how much they despised him, there were still people begging for mercy for him. After all, they were all in the same boat. If anything happened to Zhuang Shiruo, they would have no good life either.
"Beihan." Su Miao appeared, standing on the flying spiritual sword, looking down at everyone from a high position: "What if I insist on taking it as my intention?"
Apart from anything else, at least the status of monks in the Wu State is high.
Most of the people below have some spiritual power, but most of them are at the foundation-building stage, and the one with the highest level of cultivation, the Nascent Soul, has lost half of his mind.
Even if they had complaints, they didn't dare to speak out. Coincidentally, there was one person who dared to speak out. Su Daozhi looked up and said, "The monster has violated the precepts. Why is the Immortal Venerable making things difficult for us?"
He didn't dare to say that he was his father. The incident in the ancestral hall when he was chased by the spirit sword taught him a lesson. More importantly, he couldn't afford to embarrass himself in front of this group of people.
The Su family prospered in North City thanks to Su Miao, and in the end they were still thinking about the benefits she could gain.
The most important thing for a person is to know himself, but these people obviously don’t have that.
After hearing Su Daozhi's words, the crowd, who were originally somewhat resentful, also began to agree: "Is the Immortal Venerable trying to favor the demon beasts?"
"As the representative of the Immortal Sect, the Wuwang Sect is not respecting the Immortal Honor, is it a rule of the noble sect?"
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White spiritual energy sent several aggressive people flying. Su Miao glanced at his hands, his expression as cold as if the people beneath him were already dead. "It's not your place to comment on my actions. You keep saying that there's a monster rebellion. Do you think you're doing that?"
They were not justified but were full of confidence, shouting at the top of their lungs: "The monster broke the agreement, what does this have to do with us!"
The others also agreed, but they only dared to lower their heads.
As for Su Daozhi, who took the lead, he had already mixed into the center of the crowd, fearing that he would be pushed out.
After seeing so many dead resentful souls in the Su Mansion, Su Miao was already dissatisfied with these people.
Fortunately, she still remembered the rules that monks are not allowed to bully ordinary people.
Several people with foundation-building and golden elixir cultivation were lifted to the front by the white spiritual power, and then suddenly left behind.
"Zizhu, why don't you show up?" The Beihan Sword carried her down, but it did not land on the ground, flying low over everyone's heads.
The dark clouds transformed from the monsters dispersed, revealing a group of people who looked like half monsters, led by a young man.
There is a pair of white and slightly pink tiger ears on the head, and a white tail behind it, which is slender and powerful, with the hair hanging straight down and standing upright.
It was the young man who had claimed to be the lord of Bailuo Mountain before.
"The demons of Bailuo Mountain greet the Immortal Lord." The white tiger boy knelt on the ground, his voice steady and calm.
The monsters that gradually appeared behind him knelt on the ground, performing the etiquette of their clan.
The right hand is placed on the chest and the other hand hangs at the waist. It looks weird but it is the most proper etiquette for their clan to meet guests.
Some understood and some didn't. One voice was particularly piercing: "A monster is a monster. Even its manner of greeting is a mess!"
Spiritual energy flew towards the man, silencing him, and the people around him lowered their heads in fear.
That man was Su Daozhi, the father of Beihan Immortal in the eyes of everyone. He could not even care about his own father, let alone strangers like them.
For a moment, these bigwigs who enjoyed a lot of flattery had to shut up and even stay quietly aside.
Fortunately, there were still some wise people. A white-haired old man raised his head slightly and said, "Immortal Lord, are you here for these monsters?"
He wore a smile, light and uninhibited. The group, grasping at straws, echoed, even though they didn't know him, "The Immortal Venerable is being biased, actually trying to curry favor with the demon beast clan!"
This group of people said all the good and bad things, but Su Miao didn't care. He glanced at the old man and raised his hand to make a hand gesture: "Is that so? Are you familiar with the Myriad Beasts House?"
The crowd, filled with righteous indignation and eager to curse, had pale faces and trembling lips.
Only the white-haired old man continued to smile: "If the Immortal Venerable is blaming us for this matter, why not produce the evidence? Only then can we be convinced."
No one agreed at this time, and many people even stared at him. They realized later that this person was not from the same faction as them.
Anyone who is not of my race will be killed, no matter how far away they are. We are all human beings, but in the eyes of this group of people, there is only a difference between our own people and outsiders.
Fortunately, the old man didn't care. He stood up and patted his clothes. His white hair gradually turned black, revealing a charming face. His eyes were full of romance. He was a young and beautiful woman.
The same white dress, when worn on her, only makes people feel particularly elegant, elegant but not vulgar.
"It's you..." Su Miao flew down on his sword, landing on the ground and looking at her: "Why did you come to North City?"
"You are the only one who can come to North City, but I can't?" The woman picked up a strand of long hair by her ear, twisted it around casually, and looked up at the second floor.
"Of course you can. You go up first. I need to deal with some old things. I will come to you later." Su Miao nodded. She had never thought that she would meet Chong Ting again in such a place, but she was very happy.
This was not the case in the eyes of others. The Immortal Venerable was so angry that he took the old man away, and there was even a look of happiness in his eyes.
How can this be the light of righteousness? It is clearly worse than the devil!
But they didn't say anything, but their faces showed the truth.
As the pressure from the spiritual power disappeared, they struggled to crawl backwards until they had nowhere to retreat, their bodies pressed tightly against a domineering barrier.
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