Beast Taming Sect.

A female cultivator in green came back riding a blue bird to report.

"Reporting to the Saint, the Black Wind Falcon has already attacked the Spirit Boat of the Tianji Sect, causing them to fall to the ground. But... the woman named Song Xixi has a treasure protecting her body."

The female cultivator in green looked regretful and said, "I only managed to injure her face."

The Tianji Sect would never have imagined that there was someone behind the scenes manipulating the Black Wind Falcon.

The saint was lying on the beauty couch with a graceful figure, and a pair of long and straight beautiful legs were revealed under her white skirt.

She held her chin, without opening her eyes, and waved her hand casually.

The female cultivator in green secretly breathed a sigh of relief and retreated quietly.

The Holy Maiden Hall is quiet and peaceful, yet solemn and elegant, spacious and bright. The floor is paved with jade that is as smooth as a mirror, and each piece of jade contains abundant spiritual energy.

The Holy Maiden Hall is filled with beautiful women and the air is fragrant.

The Saint Girl slowly spoke: "What is Master Mei busy with? Why hasn't he come yet?"

The female cultivator standing by hesitated for a while and said, "Master Mei has left."

Upon hearing this, the saint opened her beautiful eyes and sat up.

"He's gone? Where did he go?!"

The female cultivator lowered her head even lower and said weakly, "Master Mei went to Wangui City yesterday."

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier!"

The female cultivator knelt down immediately and said, "Please forgive me, Saint. I just found out about this today."

"He took advantage of me and promised to watch the moon with me. How can he break his promise? This is too much!"

The saint angrily threw the pillow to the ground, her tone very aggrieved.

Everyone in the Holy Maiden Temple knows that the Holy Maiden admires Master Mei.

In order to welcome Master Mei, the saint burned incense and bathed, and ordered people to clean the hall spotlessly.

Taking into consideration that Mr. Mei had a cold body, heaters were placed around the room. The Holy Maiden Hall had never been so warm.

But Mr. Mei broke his promise and left without saying a word.

The saint was only a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, and her face could not hide what was going on. She sniffed with red eyes, and then thinking of her identity, she simply buried her face in the pillow.

The nun gently stroked her back with concern.

The Saint's muffled voice came: "What is he doing in Wangui City?"

"I don't know. Master Mei left in a hurry, maybe there was something urgent."

The saint raised her head, and the sadness on her face disappeared instantly. "So he didn't leave to avoid me, but because he had something urgent to do, right?"

Female cultivator: “…That’s it.”

The Saint regained her spirits, stood up immediately, and said, "Let's go to Wangui City as well."

The female cultivator was shocked: "Lady Saint, you can't do that. That's the City of Ten Thousand Ghosts!"

The saint was willful to the end, "I don't care, he took my things and promised to stay with me for a day, I must find him!"

The female cultivator quickly signaled to the others to report to the sect leader.

The Saint said immediately: "Listen to me, no one is allowed to tell the Sect Master, otherwise get out of the Saint's Palace!"

Since the saint had spoken, they naturally dared not disobey.

......

The other side.

Above Wangui City, two Nascent Soul cultivators were fighting so hard that the sky and the earth changed color and the universe was shaken.

When Mei Nianzhi and Xiao Yan came out of the formation in Wangui City, the battle was nearing its end.

He Cang was ultimately no match for the Lord of Wangui City. His figure fell from the sky and slammed heavily onto the ground, creating a huge deep pit.

But the city lord's condition was not much better. His face was covered in blood, his armor was torn, and his hair was disheveled, making him look like a demon.

He stood on the edge of the deep pit, looking down at He Cang.

He Cang raised his head with difficulty, glared at him fiercely, and said with gritted teeth: "You killed my grandson and cut off my escape route. I swear to fight you to the death!"

The city lord narrowed his eyes, and doubt flashed across his murderous eyes.

Seeing that He Cang was about to get up, he tapped his toes lightly, jumped high, and then fell like a meteorite. With a bang, he stomped on He Cang's dantian and crushed it!

A fatal blow.

A shattering sound rang out in He Cang's body, and his spiritual power quickly drained away like an uncontrolled torrent. His skin was visibly aged and wrinkled, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken...

Soon he turned from a majestic Nascent Soul cultivator into an old, bald man.

He Cang's body curled up uncontrollably and a painful wail came from his throat.

But even so, he still picked up the stone at hand and threw it at the city lord unwillingly.

The stone hit the boots gently and then rolled gently to the ground, no different from a tickle.

"I will kill you to avenge my grandson, you evil cultivator..."

He Cang's voice was no longer deep and powerful, it was completely the voice of an old man, weak and hoarse, with a slight tremor, looking extremely pitiful.

The city lord squatted down, tilted his head, and spoke the first sentence.

"When the hell did I kill your grandson?"

"Also, who the hell are you?"

He Cang was stunned when he heard this, and an unbelievable thought popped up in his mind.

He panted hard and said word by word: "In the mass grave, you used the Yinling Banner to kill my two grandsons who were at the level of Jindan, and you also want to be my enemy..."

Before he finished speaking, the city lord reacted fiercely and said, "You fart!"

"I just came back from outside yesterday. I have been eating hot pot and singing songs in the mansion. I haven't been anywhere. Your grandson is not as skilled as others. He deserves to be killed. What does it have to do with my Wangui City?"

"But you, you used your coercion to kill my two concubines right away! Aren't my concubines innocent?!"

The city lord was furious, and there was a hint of grievance in his tone.

He Cang was stunned for a long time, and finally realized that he had been tricked!

He was fooled by Fan Li!!

Ahhhhhh, he's so pissed off!!!

The city lord didn't care about that. He grabbed He Cang's neck and lifted him up.

"God damn it, how dare you wrongly accuse me! I will send you to the underworld to meet your two useless grandsons!"

“Wait, this is all…” misunderstanding.

Before he could finish his words, the city lord twisted He Cang's neck and took away his storage bag.

He Cang opened his eyes wide and died with his eyes open.

At this point, the world of immortal cultivation has lost another Nascent Soul expert.

The city lord hung He Cang's body on the city gate of Wangui City.

The news of the Nascent Soul expert’s death in Wangui City quickly spread throughout the world of immortal cultivation.

When Sect Master Xue, who was far away in the Beast Taming Sect, heard the news, he slumped in his chair, unable to accept it.

The death of He Cang, as well as the deaths of He Tian and He Di, are both great losses to the Beastmaster Sect.

Xue Daoren's eyes were full of tears, and he said angrily: "Investigate it for me, find out what happened! Also, bring back their bodies, at any cost..."

When Fan Li learned of He Cang's death, he and the Lin family caravan had already arrived outside Wangyou City, preparing to line up to enter the city.

Wangyou City is a mortal city with thin spiritual energy, but because of the teleportation array, you can still occasionally see monks.

At this time, several monks were discussing the major events that happened today.

"Hey, have you heard that a Nascent Soul expert has died?"

"It's in Wangui City!"

"Oh my god, I was wondering why there was such a strange phenomenon. I thought it was a rare treasure that appeared in the world, but it turns out that an old monster with a Yuanying level died."

Several people sighed.

Li Changyu had lived in the Lin family for a long time and had no access to the news. When he accidentally overheard their conversation, he was shocked and could not help but step forward to inquire.

Several of them were independent cultivators who had just gathered together temporarily. Li Changyu's joining would not affect anything, so they started chatting naturally.

Two wandering cultivators who had passed by Wangui City not long ago joined in and described the shocking battle in vivid detail.

The most terrifying thing was that the war took place not far from them.

Li Changyu broke out in a cold sweat and looked terrified.

The Nascent Soul masters were too far away for him. When he thought that such a powerful person would die, Li Changyu's awe of Wangui City increased a little more.

Fan Li was still sitting in the carriage and did not show up.

Who could have thought that the death of a Nascent Soul expert would be caused by her.

Li Changyu sounded the alarm in his heart and thought: The world outside is so dangerous. A Nascent Soul expert can be gone in an instant, and hundreds of years of cultivation can be destroyed in an instant.

The road to immortality is long, so he needs to be more careful.

Lin Leyou came over at some point and naturally stuck to him, listening to the casual cultivators chatting.

Everyone saw her as a mortal and pretended she didn't exist.

But Lin Leyou felt good about himself and would interject from time to time with an innocent look on his face.

"How strong can a Nascent Soul cultivator be? He died so easily. In my opinion, he is not as strong as Brother Li!"

After these words were spoken, several casual cultivators smiled but said nothing.

All those present were foundation-building cultivators, and Li Changyu had the highest level of cultivation. The independent cultivators were all shrewd people, so naturally they would not give him any face.

Just treat it as a joke.

Li Changyu's face turned red, and he wanted to cover her mouth, "Ms. Lin, please stop talking!"

Lin Leyou said with a smile: "Brother Li, don't be so modest."

Li Changyu said helplessly: "How can I be compared with a Yuanying strongman? Miss Lin, you don't understand these things. If you say them out loud, people will laugh at you."

The casual cultivator smiled and said, "Miss Lin has a unique vision. Fellow Daoist Li is a handsome man with great potential at a young age. Who knows, the vacancy of the Nascent Soul expert may be filled by Fellow Daoist Li in the future!"

Li Changyu was ashamed: "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it."

Lin Leyou looked at Li Changyu with admiration. She could see that the immortals respected her Big Brother Li very much, which showed that Big Brother Li was indeed very powerful!

Lin Leyou was secretly delighted, he was worthy of being the man she had set her eyes on!

As if she had thought of something, she rolled her eyes, and after sending Li Changyu away with an excuse, she said to the others mysteriously:

"What you immortals don't know is that there is another immortal in my team."