Chapter 242 Love Tribulation, Sister Zhaoyi, if you don't ask him, you will be humiliated again
"Son Jiang Lan, stop joking..."
"You are the future emperor of heaven, a world-famous favored child of heaven. Zhao Yi is just a humble girl, how could she be in your eyes?"
"Please don't make such jokes again, Saint Son Jiang Lan." After being stunned for a moment, Nie Zhaoyi reacted quickly and hurriedly took a few steps back, keeping a distance from Jiang Lan, with a look of vigilance on his face.
"I'm not kidding."
"Princess Zhaoyi, you might as well think about it seriously. The great enemy that King Nie Er offended will become a saint in three months. In this world, who else can protect King Nie Er except me?"
"Of course, you may have misunderstood what I meant. I just wanted you to help me find the land of Xitu that I want. I didn't mean anything else." Jiang Lan put his hands behind his back. He was not angry at all because of Nie Zhaoyi's rejection. There was still a faint smile on his face.
Nie Zhaoyi took a deep breath. She was not stupid at all, so she could naturally hear the slight threat in Jiang Lan's words.
If it weren't for her, her adoptive father would not have offended the great enemy in the Gou Chen Star Region.
She certainly couldn't just stand by and watch Nie Erguo die, and she couldn't let her adoptive father down.
"Please rest assured, Holy Son Jiang Lan, I will definitely help you find Xitu." Nie Zhaoyi calmed down and replied.
"Then what does Princess Zhaoyi think about the conversation I had with King Nie Er in the palace?" Jiang Lan smiled, as if he didn't care about what happened just now, and asked about another matter.
If Nie Zhaoyi was threatened with this matter right away, she would definitely find a way to refuse. However, if the request went a little further than this, she would start to consider the original request. The doctrine of the mean is extremely suitable for everyone.
Nie Zhaoyi showed hesitation and struggle again when she heard that. In fact, when Jiang Lan said "I want her" just now, her head suddenly buzzed and went blank. She didn't know how to refuse at all.
It was really Jiang Lan's power and strength that gave her too much oppression.
Even her adoptive father, the king of Nie Er Kingdom, was polite to Jiang Lan and did not dare to neglect her.
Although she was the princess of Nie Er Kingdom, she had no confidence in front of Jiang Lan.
Shi Tian, who was listening to the conversation not far away, clenched his fists even tighter. Although he didn't understand the cause and effect, he could see that Jiang Lan was threatening Nie Zhaoyi.
If it was an ordinary matter, why would Nie Zhaoyi appear so hesitant and struggling? It must be that Jiang Lan was coming up with some unreasonable ideas.
"He is indeed a fraud who has deceived the world and stolen his reputation. No matter how glamorous and refined his appearance is, it is difficult to hide his nature of bullying others by taking advantage of his power..."
Shi Tian's face was as gloomy as water, and he was almost unable to help but rush out to stop them, even though his reason told him that doing so was stupid and might even cause trouble.
But Nie Zhaoyi was, after all, his sister who had lived by his side. How could he bear to see her in such a difficult situation, being threatened and oppressed?
If Jiang Lan really did what she wanted, what would her life be like? "In the North Sea, I have my grandfather to back me up. Even if this matter gets out of hand, it can be settled in the end. If it really doesn't work, let my grandfather come out to help." Shi Tian's eyes were cold and frightening, and he was almost unable to hold back.
"Saint Son Jiang Lan, please allow me a few days to think about it..." Nie Zhaoyi still wanted to delay it to see if he could think of other ways, or find the whereabouts of Xitu in these few days.
"My time is precious. I will probably only stay in the North Sea for one day."
"Princess Zhaoyi asked me to give you a few days to consider. I'm afraid this is a bit difficult for me." Jiang Lan looked at Nie Zhaoyi with a smile, still maintaining his composure.
Nie Zhaoyi bit his lower lip, and the hesitation and struggle on his face became even more intense.
Just as she took a deep breath, a look of determination flashed across her eyes, and her red lips moved, about to agree, a low, angry shout suddenly came from not far away, "Sister Zhao Yi, you can't agree to him."
Shi Tian, who was watching all this not far away, finally couldn't bear it anymore and stood up. He looked at Jiang Lan from afar, his eyes filled with coldness and icy light.
"Brother Shi Tian..."
Nie Zhaoyi, who was about to agree, was stunned for a moment, as if she couldn't believe her eyes. But soon, her eyes were filled with deep joy, and she said, "You remember me?"
Just as Nie Zhaoyi was looking at Shi Tian with surprise, a strand of light red silk thread suddenly appeared on her slender palm, as if it came out from the void in the dark and instantly wrapped around her little finger.
Even Nie Zhaoyi himself didn't notice that the light red thread disappeared.
"The Hundred Refined Love Threads..." Jiang Lan had always known about Shi Tian's existence, so he was not surprised. He looked at the strand of red silk thread that just flashed by with a strange look in his eyes, and then smiled calmly.
“Hmm…”
Nie Zhaoyi's face was full of joy, but before she could walk towards Shi Tian, she suddenly felt a piercing pain and shock coming from her chest.
She subconsciously covered her chest, her face was immediately soaked with cold sweat, her complexion turned pale, and she could only squat there in pain.
"Sister Zhaoyi, what's wrong with you?"
Shi Tian didn't expect that Nie Zhaoyi would suddenly cover his chest in pain and squat on the ground. Shi Tian hurriedly strode forward and wanted to reach out to help Nie Zhaoyi up, his face full of heartache and worry.
However, he had only taken a few steps forward when he was met with a surge of powerful and terrifying pressure that crushed him like a mountain or sea collapsing, causing his body to tremble as if struck by lightning, and a trickle of bright red blood instantly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
"Jiang Lan..." Shi Tian gritted his teeth, his expression full of cold anger, but the only response he got was Jiang Lan's casual and indifferent look.
"Princess Zhaoyi, are you okay?"
Jiang Lan stood tall, with his white clothes fluttering and his demeanor transcendent. While asking, he bent down, stretched out a hand, and supported one of Nie Zhaoyi's arms in a very gentlemanly manner, helping her to stand up.
At the same time, a warm and surging breath of life flowed from his broad and warm palm into Nie Zhaoyi's body, helping her to stop the piercing fear and pain.
Her suddenly pale complexion gradually improved and became more rosy.
"What's going on..."
Nie Zhaoyi himself was also very confused and had no idea what was going on. The piercing pain came over him, hurting his lungs and internal organs, and penetrating deep into his bones and soul.
"Thank you, Saint Jiang Lan."
She looked at Jiang Lan's fair hand that was supporting her, and strands of warmth like sunshine and spring breeze kept coming to her, relieving her heart-piercing pain.
"Jiang Lan, let Zhao Yi go."
There was a bloody taste between Shi Tian's teeth, and his eyes were deep and angry, like an enraged beast ready to bite anyone at any time.
"Are you talking to me?"
When Jiang Lan heard this, he seemed to finally look at Shi Tian straight in the eye. His eyes were casual, yet revealed a sense of superiority as he looked down at him calmly.
"It must be you who did this, otherwise why would Zhao Yi suddenly be in so much pain that she couldn't stand up? As the Holy Son of Taiyi Sect, you acted so despicably. I wonder how people in the world will feel when they know about this."
Shi Tian looked at Jiang Lan coldly and asked.
He only hated himself for being weak and powerless. As a child of destiny and a natural born saint in the eyes of countless cultivators and creatures in the North Sea, he did not have any ability to fight back in front of Jiang Lan. At this moment, he was suppressed to the point that he could not even move.
"When you speak, you need evidence. You have no evidence at all, yet you are accusing me like this."
"I was just chatting with Princess Zhaoyi and you suddenly barged in. In my opinion, you are the culprit of all this."
"As far as I know, all four gates of Nie Er's capital are closed today. How did you get in? You sneaked in, hid in the dark, and your intentions were ill-intentioned."
"Then I will capture you and hand you over to King Nie Er for personal punishment." Jiang Lan said in a calm and slow tone.
The moment he finished speaking, he raised his hand and the void suddenly emitted a roar like thunder, as if a majestic mountain was condensing in it.
The power of rules between heaven and earth gathered together, shining brightly, and turned into a huge palm as big as a solid hand. There was a hazy chaotic mist in the middle, and there seemed to be clouds in the heavenly palace floating up and down, as if it was the real palm of the Emperor of Heaven, terrifying the world.
With a loud bang, the palm was extended, and Shi Tian suddenly felt the scene in front of him changed drastically. It seemed that there really was an almighty emperor standing above the endless thirty-three heavens of Yunque, overlooking him, in charge of the birth and death of billions of lives in all the heavens and worlds.
His expression suddenly changed, and he quickly mobilized all his magical powers to resist. A hazy light gushed out from every acupoint in his body, making him look as dazzling and sacred as a god.
A series of vague and hazy visions unfolded behind him. It was the scene of mending the sky in ancient times. There were thousands of rays of light, and it was as if the ancient sages were educating the people and chanting the truth.
puff……
The next moment, Jiang Lan's palm came directly over. Without any surprise, in the face of absolute strength, no matter how strong Shi Tian's talent was, it was useless. He was directly hit by the palm, spitting out blood in the air, and flew out like a broken sack, knocking down the rockery behind him.
"Saint Son Jiang Lan, please show mercy..."
Seeing this scene, Nie Zhaoyi's expression also changed drastically, full of worry, and there was no time to stop it.
She was just about to stand up and block Shi Tian when the familiar piercing pain came again, making her face turn pale. She fell to the ground with a groan and had no extra strength to stand up.
"It seems that Princess Zhaoyi's illness seems to be closely related to Shi Tian." Jiang Lan shook his head and sighed, walked over, helped her up as he did before, and still passed the warm and surging breath of life to her.
Nie Zhaoyi's face was pale and his expression was confused. He had no idea why this happened.
"Could it be because of what my adoptive father said..." Suddenly, she thought of something, her face turned paler, and she felt dizzy and almost couldn't stand.
Seeing this, Jiang Lan reached out his hand and stretched out his arm to support her at the right time. If there were outsiders present at this time, they would even see Nie Zhaoyi being embraced by him.
"Jiang Lan..."
"Let Zhao Yi go."
Suddenly, an angry shout was heard in the smoke and dust filled with rubble. Shi Tian stood up, his hair disheveled, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and he looked extremely embarrassed. However, his eyes were unusually firm and cold, like an unyielding warrior, with billowing flames that made people's hearts palpitate.
He was seriously injured, with at least three or four ribs broken and his lungs displaced, but the strong physique and vitality of the Stone Spirit Clan supported him and prevented him from falling.
"Brother Shi Tian, don't be so stubborn..."
"This has nothing to do with Saint Jiang Lan."
Nie Zhaoyi had already guessed why she was feeling so heartbroken. She looked at Shi Tian with a sad face and endless bitterness on her lips.
"As expected of you who is praised as a natural born saint, you can stand up after taking my palm strike. With such strength, you are indeed proud of yourself compared with your peers." Jiang Lan looked at Shi Tian and said in a flat tone.
Although it was a compliment, Shi Tian felt endless humiliation and unwillingness from it.
"If you and I were at the same realm..." He gritted his teeth.
"Kneel down."
Jiang Lan stood still and spoke indifferently, with the words of heaven on his lips, like a heavenly song, as if he was judging the world on behalf of the Emperor of Heaven. From nowhere, a boundless and powerful force was born, which came down with a bang, causing Shi Tian to stagger, his spine to bend, his legs to go weak, and he could not help but kneel down.
He was extremely shocked and finally understood why people called Jiang Lan the future Heavenly Emperor.
This method of chanting the mantra can determine fate with just one sentence, which is simply not something ordinary people can resist.
"I can't possibly kneel down to you."
Shi Tian clenched his teeth, blood oozed out, all the acupoints in his body were glowing and gushing, endless secret power was boiling, it was as if a terrifying stone spirit phantom was condensing behind him, wanting to help him fight.
Gradually, blood oozed out of every pore of his body, soon dyeing his robe red, and he looked like a bloody man.
But his stubbornness and perseverance still supported him and prevented him from kneeling down.
Seeing this scene, Nie Zhaoyi couldn't bear it. He endured the piercing pain and reached out to tightly grasp Jiang Lan's sleeve, begging, "Jiang Lan, please let Shi Tian go. He didn't mean to offend me."
"I will forgive and pay for the offenses he has committed. Please let him go..."
"Sister Zhaoyi, if you don't ask him..." Shi Tian still gritted his teeth, extremely angry, his eyes full of unyielding.
"Since Princess Zhaoyi has spoken, I will naturally give her this face." Jiang Lan smiled faintly upon hearing this and withdrew his pressure on Shi Tian.
Of course, he couldn't really make Shi Tian kneel down. After all, this was in the North Sea. If he humiliated him too much, it would be like slapping Shi Sheng in the face.
At present, Shi Sheng has not shown any intention of going against Taiyi Sect, and Jiang Lan does not want to make things too extreme.
After he breaks through the Saint Realm, it won’t matter what the Stone Saint’s attitude is.
What's more, it is impossible for Shi Sheng to not notice the abnormality on Shi Tian's body. This place is very close to the Shi Ling clan's territory. For a saint, it can reach here with just a thought.
Not long after Jiang Lan withdrew his pressure, figures began to gather here quickly.
The noise just now naturally could not be hidden from the supreme powerful Lord Nie Er. The other masters hiding in the palace soon noticed the noise and rushed over.
"What's going on?"
King Nie Er stood in mid-air, looking at Shi Tian, who was covered in blood and in an extremely miserable state, with a frown on his face, and asked in confusion.
"Then the king will have to ask Shi Tian about it. Princess Zhaoyi and I were having a good discussion when he suddenly barged in..." Jiang Lan shook his head slightly, with an intriguing smile on his lips.
"Zhao Yi..."
King Nie Er frowned even more tightly. Looking at Nie Zhaoyi, whose face was pale with pain and who was covering his chest tightly, he understood what had happened.
"What a bad fate..." He sighed, feeling helpless.
At this moment, a huge and supreme pressure suddenly descended from the sky above this place, like a heavy sky pressing down.
Everyone felt as if they were suffocating and unable to breathe, and their blood seemed to be flowing backwards.
There was an old man with an unremarkable appearance and a dark face standing there quietly, watching everything with an expressionless face. It was Shi Sheng.
"grandfather……"
Shi Tian looked at his grandfather, and the unyielding and angry feeling he had just shown suddenly disappeared, and his tone was filled with reluctance and a bit of humiliation.
He understood that what happened today had made him lose face, and Shi Sheng, as his grandfather, must also be ashamed.
"Senior Shi Sheng, you came just in time. You don't think I'm bullying Brother Shi Tian, do you?"
Jiang Lan didn't have too much fear of Shi Sheng. His expression remained casual and he spoke with a faint smile.
Shi Sheng looked at him expressionlessly. With his level of cultivation, he knew the cause and effect without any deduction, just by looking at it.
So he knew that Shi Tian had no grounds to defend himself in this matter, and there was no logic to it. He could only blame himself for being unlucky after being humiliated by Jiang Lan again.
"Shi Tian acted recklessly. I will take him back and let him reflect on his mistakes." Shi Sheng said in a calm tone.
King Nie Er looked at Shi Sheng with a complicated expression, but the two of them only had a moment of eye contact, then looked away, and did not intend to say hello.
"Senior Shi Sheng is a sensible person. Brother Shi Tian is hot-tempered and does not distinguish between cause and effect. He acts on impulse. He really should reflect on himself." Jiang Lan smiled again.
Shi Sheng snorted coldly and said no more. Then he waved his hand and grabbed Shi Tian below. Then he turned around and tore through space to leave without any intention of giving an explanation to Lord Nie Er and others.
King Nie Er had a complicated expression on his face, but he did not say anything to stop him. A saint was the invincible one in the land of Kyushu. He could go wherever he wanted, and what he said was the truth.
Even if Shi Tian broke into the palace and wanted to take him away, who would dare to say no?
"well……"
"Foolish child, your father has long told you not to have any contact with Shi Tian. Is this all right now?"
"The love calamity has already begun. If you continue to have contact with Shi Tian, the symptoms will become more serious until you die of exhaustion. No one can save you."
King Nie Er had already noticed the faint red lines on Nie Zhaoyi's little finger, and his tone was full of anger and helplessness.
But now that things have come to this, there is no other way.
Nie Zhaoyi's face was pale, and she naturally knew the reason why she felt pain in her heart.
Love robbery...
Everything is a love disaster.
(End of this chapter)
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