But—this art style is off!
Why did you suddenly lie down?
The disciples of the Ghost Clan were practically rotting away from their posts.
In the end, Zhou Yun couldn't hold back any longer.
“What’s the difference between staying here and waiting to die?” Zhou Yun stood up, sword in hand.
"Zhou Yun, what are you doing?"
Jun Ning'an looked at Zhou Yun.
“We’re the winners now! Why would we go out and die? You have no idea how many eyes are on our flag.”
"Are you content to live in Jun Liuyue's shadow?" Zhou Yun sneered.
Zhou Yun was usually quiet and reserved, so Jun Ning'an didn't expect her to say that.
If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, she would never have believed it came from Zhou Yun.
Seeing Jun Ning'an's puzzled look, Zhou Yun realized she had misspoke and added, "What I meant was, if the Ghost Clan could have more flags..."
"It's good enough to be number one." Jun Ning'an waved her hand. She didn't have any deep thoughts, so she didn't think much about what Zhou Yun said.
To be precise, he's a bit dim-witted.
Seeing that her words were like farts to Jun Ning'an, Zhou Yun said no more.
The tone shifted abruptly, and she asked, "Princess, are you really willing to accept this?"
"What's there to be resentful about? Isn't it good to win without lifting a finger?"
Jun Ning'an had little fighting spirit and no ambition.
She was overjoyed to be carried to victory by Liuyue.
"idiot."
"What did you say?"
"nothing."
Zhou Yun didn't want to waste any more words with Jun Ning'an, so she drew her sword and prepared to leave the valley.
"where did you go?"
Qin Si noticed Zhou Yun leaving with her sword.
"Do what you should do."
Zhou Yun stopped and turned to look at the listless crowd: "Instead of just getting by here."
Qin Si; ...
He was about to say something.
A clear, crisp voice came from behind: "Let her go."
Upon hearing this, Qin Si said nothing more and watched Zhou Yun leave.
Although Qin Si didn't know why Liu Yue had ordered them to be stationed here, it was clear that... they should indeed press their advantage.
But Qin Si's intuition told him that His Majesty's judgment was correct.
Before the battle, His Majesty had already instructed them all to unconditionally obey every order of Jun Liuyue.
Time flew by, and the disciples outside the valley searched frantically, but they couldn't find a trace of the Ghost Clan!
Either they're really dead, or they've found a very secluded place to hide.
"Insidious and cunning! So incredibly insidious and cunning!"
They start by scheming.
After gaining the benefits, they went into hiding.
So many days have passed, and we haven't seen a single person, not even a ghost!
This is unethical! Unethical!
Just then, Xu Yang saw someone who looked incredibly familiar.
That person...
Who else could Zhou Yun be if she wasn't a member of the Ghost Clan?
"They're from the demon race!"
Xu Yang rubbed his hands together, extremely excited.
Zhou Yun appeared unharmed, meaning the Ghost Clan wasn't wiped out, but rather—went into hiding.
As long as we capture Zhou Yun, we will definitely be able to force her to reveal the whereabouts of the Ghost Clan!
Luo Xiwen: "Grab her!"
Only by taking away the banner of the demon race can the divine realm turn the tide.
Thinking of his father's instructions and the glory of the divine realm, if he were to lose this time... he would surely become a laughing stock of the Nine Provinces!
Zhou Yun intentionally avoided disciples from other fields, but to her surprise, no one was willing to leave the valley with her.
Ha! These people trained hard in the Ghost Realm, but I never imagined they were all pleasure-seeking at heart!
Putting the glory of the demon race aside!
She, Zhou Yun, is not like that!
Four hundred flags aren't enough. Even with her abilities, she could easily capture dozens more.
What's so great about Jun Liuyue? Apart from having higher cultivation, she's utterly useless.
If outsiders knew what Zhou Yun was thinking, they would laugh their heads off.
But Zhou Yun was completely unaware of how ridiculous her thoughts were.
She was unaware that danger was approaching her.
By the time Zhou Yun realized it, her path had already been blocked by the people from the temple.
Xu Yang stepped out from behind Luo Xiwen, a sinister smile on his bruised and swollen face: "Heh, you've fallen into my hands!"
Zhou Yun's expression changed, and she quickly retreated, knowing full well that she was no match for so many people.
She had clearly concealed her presence, so how could Xu Yang and the others still find her?
Zhou Yun took two steps back, and Luo Xiwen saw through her thoughts: "Don't let her get away."
With a swift movement, he blocked Zhou Yun's retreat. As Zhou Yun turned around, her neck was nearly slashed by the sharp sword.
She turned to the side and quickly fled into the depths of the forest.
Cold sweat seeped from my back, and I almost slipped and fell into the mud.
But before that, Xu Yang grabbed her clothes and slapped her on the shoulder.
Her waist slammed hard against the tree trunk, and Zhou Yun rolled to the ground. The next second, she was pinned to the ground by the temple's disciples.
His face was pressed tightly against the ground.
"Tell me, where are Jun Liuyue and Jun Ning'an?!"
Xu Yang's eyes were bloodshot as he grabbed Zhou Yun by the neck. "If you tell me, I can spare your life."
"Pooh!"
Zhou Yun spat at him.
Snap!
A hard slap landed on Zhou Yun's face. "You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences."
"With her in our hands, why should we be afraid that the Ghost Clan won't come out? Take it easy, don't kill her yet."
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