Chapter 7: Men with money tend to go bad.
The night was deep and dark, and the swamp was shrouded in miasma.
Under the cover of darkness, a dark figure scurried through the woods, clearly seriously injured, clutching his chest and breathing heavily.
He glanced back every now and then, and suddenly, as if he had seen something terrifying, a look of horror appeared in his eyes. He quickened his pace and disappeared into the dark, purple, poisonous forest filled with miasma.
Even if his swordsmanship is superb, so what? No one can withstand the demonic mist and poisonous miasma. If he wants to chase after us, he'll have to think twice about whether he'll survive.
As long as he could hide in this poisonous miasma-filled land... he could catch his breath for a while, and wait for his third brother to lead people to rescue him from underground and return to the demon realm. At that time, no matter how powerful those hypocritical righteous people in the cultivation world were, how could they possibly find him in the demon realm's territory...
The bluish-white sword light fell like bamboo leaves, lightly piercing through the dense miasma.
The wolf demon felt a sudden lightness in its body as its back bumped against something.
His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked down, only to find the sword light had already pierced his shoulder blade, pinning him to the ancient tree.
The young man in white walked in unhurriedly through the miasma.
The wolf demon is simply unbelievable.
How is that possible? He's not afraid of the demonic poisonous miasma?! Clearly, if a human cultivator gets even a little bit of this poisonous miasma, their body will immediately rot and fester, like a bone-deep carbuncle that can't be shaken off.
"That's right, you can't figure it out. How could someone with your stupid brain possibly understand it?"
A childish voice suddenly rang out.
Hearing the sound, the wolf demon looked over and saw a small, illusory dragon sitting on the hilt of the sword that pierced him. It was round and leisurely swaying the tip of its chubby tail.
"You really think you can stop the boss with your bunch of men self-destructing? We deliberately let you go, let's see where you run now." Little Fatty Dragon clicked his tongue in disdain. "But you're too slow, it took you a whole day to get here."
The little fat dragon turned its head to look into the depths of the dark forest, resting its chin on its hand: "But just as the boss thought, it really is the demon realm."
It couldn't help but feel a little sad. Skillfully, it took out the demon-binding rope and began to bind the demon amidst the wolf demon's curses.
I thought I could finish everything and go home in a day, but it looks like that's not going to happen now.
Sigh, it's my first day away from home, and I miss Sang Ying so much.
The wolf demon was bound hand and foot, and the next step was to escort it to the Immortal Alliance.
Little Fatty Dragon disliked the wolf demon and naturally didn't want him to stay on the sword. He tied him to the hilt of the sword with a rope like flying a kite, muttering to himself, "Those Immortal Alliance disciples are too slow. If they could keep up with the boss, we wouldn't have to send them off."
The sword traveled at incredible speed, with the wolf demon trailing behind, its mournful howls echoing continuously: "Aaaaaah—"
Xie Lingyu said calmly, "Luo Qing is very noisy."
The little fat dragon confidently made a "leave it to me" gesture, flicked the tip of its tail, squatted down, and assumed a charging stance. Suddenly, it leaped up and delivered a flying kick, causing the wolf demon's head to tilt to the side and it to faint.
The world is quiet.
As night deepened, Xie Lingyu gazed into the distance, remained silent for a few seconds, and then took out the glass mirror.
Everyone else had gone out, leaving Jingxi alone in the mansion to tidy up Sangying's empty bed, when she suddenly received this message.
Is she feeling better today?
Jingxi's expression froze.
Just a quarter of an hour ago, she saw that Sang Ying had slept all day and hadn't gone out, so she thought of waking her up to eat something before going back to sleep. But when she went in, she found that Sang Ying had vanished without a trace, and Leng Mian was also gone.
She immediately understood what was going on. Liulijing contacted Sangying, and Sangying quickly replied.
I promise I'll take good care of myself and take my medicine on time. I also promise I'll be back before Xie Lingyu comes home, and he definitely won't find out!
【Sister Jingxi, this is a once-in-a-lifetime request (starry-eyed)】
Jingxi sighed. Jianjun always let his young mistress do whatever she wanted, never objecting.
There was only one condition: if he was not in the cultivation world, she was not allowed to leave the house.
Sword Master always informs you in advance before going on a long trip, and this time was no exception.
The young mistress is in poor health and rarely goes out; she usually stays at home obediently. The fact that she had to go out despite being unwell shows that the situation at the Chamber of Commerce is indeed very difficult.
When it comes to the Yunshui Chamber of Commerce, Jingxi has an even bigger headache. She really doesn't understand what this couple is thinking.
She secretly founded one of the four major chambers of commerce, keeping it a secret from her husband and living in anonymity.
One person pretends to be unaware, but in order to clear the Chamber of Commerce of suspicion, he makes excuses to accept requests for help from various forces to investigate the case.
The lady is feeling better; she has taken her medicine and fallen asleep.
Xie Lingyu glanced at the message for two seconds, her furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and she put away the glass mirror.
With a flash of sword light, it had already reached the skies above the Immortal Alliance's territory.
The leader of the Immortal Alliance and the people from various forces were already waiting in the inner hall. The person in charge of receiving him bowed and greeted him, and ordered his subordinates to take the wolf demon bound by the demon-binding rope into the prison, and led him into the hall.
Xie Lingyu followed in with a detached expression, but when she looked up, she suddenly saw the person that Jingxi had mentioned was already asleep, hiding in the crowd, crouching low and desperately trying to hide behind the Immortal Alliance disciples.
Xie Lingyu: "..."
...
There were so many disciples of the Immortal Alliance around that the female cultivator had to crane her neck to see, but she could only make out a white figure.
"Oh, that's the Jade Sword Master. My younger brother idolizes him. Wasn't yesterday the final of the Heavenly Star Ranking? He even skipped class to watch the match."
The female cultivator turned her head and saw Sang Ying wearing a fluffy fox headgear, completely covered up, tiptoeing behind a tall disciple.
"...What are you doing?"
Sang Ying coughed lightly: "My head hurts a little from the wind. It's too windy over there, let's find some shelter."
She refused to believe that Xie Lingyu would still recognize her, even though she had hidden herself so well this time!
Once he and the director went to the inner hall for a meeting, she would take the opportunity to slip away. Sang Ying listened carefully to the sounds coming from that direction, but then she heard the young man's footsteps stop.
"Sword Master, what's wrong?" The head of the reception department asked when he saw the young man stop.
Xie Lingyu spoke calmly: "The situation in this case is urgent and time is of the essence. Saving lives is the priority, so I will not exchange pleasantries with the patriarchs and elders. Please inform the Director."
Sang Ying was overjoyed. Great! He was leaving soon.
However, before they could even celebrate for two seconds, people from the inner hall came out, including members of the four major families and the elders of Yaochi.
With their cultivation levels, there was no need to relay the message at such close range. As soon as they heard he was leaving, they couldn't sit still and immediately came out. After all, the person involved was their patriarch's biological daughter and the next Holy Maiden.
"Sword Master, please wait!"
As soon as the important figures came out, they set up a soundproof barrier to block out all the disciples in the outer hall, so the disciples of the Immortal Alliance could only see their figures.
Sang Ying studied it for a moment, made a divination gesture, and secretly went in to eavesdrop.
"Sword Lord, you seem to be in a great hurry. Do you have any clues? Could you tell me? I am truly anxious and restless." Elder Yaochi's expression was solemn.
Members of the four major families echoed this sentiment.
The demon realm and the cultivation realm are like fire and water, and they have finally become more stable in recent years. If people from these forces were to go to the demon realm to search for someone, it would inevitably cause a great disturbance.
At that point, forget about finding people; there might even be a major battle, and if things get out of hand, it will delay the rescue efforts.
They had considered asking veteran demon cultivators for help, but these veteran demon cultivators all had some old grudges with their families. They were already being generous by not kicking them when they were down; how could they possibly help them?
Therefore, Xie Lingyu, who is a demon cultivator, has no grudges against the four major families, and has just won the top spot on the Heavenly Ranking, is the most suitable person to handle this incident.
Under the watchful eyes of several anxious people, Xie Lingyu remained calm and simply uttered two words: "No."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the members of the major families all turned ugly.
It was both an unease about the negative answer and dissatisfaction with Xie Lingyu's attitude.
They were, after all, elders of a major family. Although Xie Lingyu was the top of the Heavenly Ranking, he was only a disciple of the Wuwen Sect.
Even though he has married the daughter of the former sect leader who inherited the position, who doesn't know that the real power of the Wuwen Sect is now in the hands of others?
Seeing the tense atmosphere, the young leader of the Immortal Alliance stepped forward to smooth things over, fanning himself with a folding fan: "Please don't be impatient, everyone. Ling Yu has captured a wolf demon this time, and the Immortal Alliance has also brought back the heads of the two merchant guilds involved. If you're in a hurry, why don't you go and interrogate them?"
Elder Yaochi and a member of his family immediately went to the prison.
The leader of the Immortal Alliance unfolded his folding fan and laughed: "I know you are all anxious, but since Ling Yu has already decided to go to the Demon Realm, he must already have confidence. Ling Yu, don't you think so?"
Using his folding fan as cover, the leader of the Immortal Alliance frantically winked at the white-robed youth, implying: I told you immediately when your wife's Chamber of Commerce got into trouble, and I was the one who stopped them when they tried to arrest and interrogate your wife. You should at least give me some face!
Xie Lingyu glanced at him indifferently and then looked away.
"Um."
The family members' expressions improved somewhat. "If Sword Lord needs anything, just ask. The family will do everything in its power to help."
These were merely polite words exchanged among aristocratic families, and no one would take them seriously. However, the aloof young man in white nodded slightly. "Then thank you very much, Luo Qing."
The Luoqing Sword was drawn with a snap, its tip holding a sheet of Xuan paper that stretched to the ground. The sword spirit's childish voice loudly recited: "One hundred bundles of Demon-Binding Rope, one hundred bundles of Immortal-Binding Rope, ten boxes of precious Flying Goose Cinnabar, and precious Heavenly Pool Xuan Paper..."
In the corner, Sang Ying, who had been eavesdropping, slowly covered her face.
...Is he here to buy more goods?
Is it because she doesn't give him enough pocket money? Should she give him more?
But when she was drinking tea, she often heard the group of rich women next door say that men become bad when they have money and go to find mistresses.
"Seven-colored Ganoderma lucidum... Oh right, and also, you can't fly on a sword to go to the demon realm, so you have to travel by carriage. Wait a minute, let me calculate how many spirit stones it will cost."
Luo Qingjian muttered calculations to himself, while the mouths of the family members standing there twitched.
Sang Ying: "..."
Let's give him a little more pocket money, um... wouldn't two hundred be too much?
The fourth-ranked Lin family member who came today was not an elder, but the son of the family head. He took out a storage ring and said earnestly, "I have already ordered my men to fetch what Sword Lord needs. I only have 200,000 spirit stones on me today. Please use them urgently, Sword Lord. Once my sister is rescued, my family will reward you handsomely."
The major families also became serious and quickly gathered the items, handing the two storage rings to Luo Qingjian for safekeeping.
"Furthermore, I need a disciple from the Immortal Alliance to assist me and accompany me."
With the soundproof barrier removed, the Immortal Alliance disciples in the outer hall clearly heard Xie Lingyu's words, and immediately became excited and subtly restless.
Upon hearing this, Sang Ying suddenly felt a bad premonition.
The leader of the Immortal Alliance shook his fan. "No problem. All the disciples are here. You can choose whoever you want to take."
Sang Ying nervously clutched her fox head mask as the white-clad youth turned around, his cold and indifferent gaze fixed on her as he spoke slowly and deliberately.
"The female cultivator in row 13, column 16 wearing a fox head mask."
In an instant, all the disciples in the hall turned their gazes toward her.
Sang Ying: "..."
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