Chapter 288 The Sixteen Palace Guardians of the Four Seas Never Talk Nonsense
Ye Lin's side.
After Song Xianyu left, her face darkened. She went straight out of the city and walked around into a small, dilapidated seaweed house in a sea thorn forest.
"You shouldn't have done this. If the people in the City Lord's Mansion had discovered it earlier, we wouldn't have been able to leave the city." Seeing her come back, Song Qianyu, with a feminine face, said dissatisfiedly.
Song Qianyu and Song Anyu are more alike, about 50% alike.
"I almost succeeded. Why are we all members of the Song family forced to stay in the villa and compete with so many people for the few resources given by my father?" Song Xianyu gritted her teeth and said unconvincedly, "Just with that piece of heirloom jade ring, I can enter more than half of the Song family's treasured land."
"What's the difference between legitimate and illegitimate children? We are all born of the same father. Why are Song Qianjiang and the other three higher in status than us? Why should they inherit the Song family's things?"
"In the world of immortal cultivation, the strong are respected. Who would still care so much about legitimate children?"
"Dad is the same. He's so subservient to Lian Yi and her child that he doesn't even dare to return to the main family. Now he has no place in the main family at all. He's clearly the head of the family. If he had been more powerful back then and hadn't stepped down, why would we still be living in the villa?"
"How could a family of immortal cultivators have a head who steps down at the age of 3,000? Now that Song Qianjiang has cultivated to such a high level using the resources of the head of the family, it will be extremely difficult to move against them."
"No matter how unwilling you are, you can't take action at this time. Sooner or later, everything in the Song family will be ours." Song Qianyu interrupted.
"You also know that the strong are respected, so don't act rashly at this moment. Song Qianjiang and the others are more advanced than us."
"You've been saying this for almost two thousand years. I've been hearing it since I was three years old." Song Xianyu said with a cold face.
"Song Xianyu, if you continue to act on impulse, go back and compete with others for resources. Don't get in the way. If it weren't for the fact that you and I are from the same mother and have some abilities, I wouldn't be willing to bring you out even though you're so stupid." Song Qianyu scolded her.
Song Xianyu's face turned pale, but she no longer dared to refute.
The other man, hidden under a large black cloak, with only his smooth chin exposed, listened to their argument in silence.
Ye Lin, who was hiding in the dark, felt a little bored. What nonsense were they talking about? Couldn't they say something useful?
"Are you done arguing?" The man hidden under the black cloak spoke after they stopped arguing, his voice low and hoarse. "Is this young master usually too easy to talk to?"
"Young Master." Song Qianyu's expression changed and he lowered his head and spoke humbly.
Song Xianyu also called out "Young Master" and then her face turned into one of fear.
"This is the only time. If you do it again, you will die." The cloaked man's tone was cold, but it made the two men sweat.
"clear."
"Where's the stuff?"
"Here." A green light appeared in Song Xianyu's hand, and then her palm touched her abdomen, and a colorful piano appeared in her hand.
Ye Lin stared at her abdomen, thoughtfully.
The cloaked man took the zither and brushed his fingers across the strings, producing an ethereal sound. "This Liuxianzither is truly a fine piece of equipment. Even a fool can make a sound from it. It's a shame to leave it in Nanyin City."
"Young Master, I saw someone who looked like you today." Song Xianyu licked her lips and said in a tone of seeking credit.
The cloaked man pressed his fingers against the vibrating strings, looked up at her, and said indifferently, "Speak."
"The people who are with Song Anyu and the others seem to be from the Lingxu Sect."
Ye Lin glanced at the cloaked man. Song Xianyu looked at many people. Who was she talking about?
Qi Yangui’s words were impossible, no one could be like the devil.
Is it Gu Qingyue who was seen last?
"How similar are they?"
"Seven points."
"name."
"I don't know his name. I've never seen him before." Song Xianyu didn't go to watch the Panpo City Four Regions Competition. She had heard the names of the geniuses of Lingxu Sect, but she couldn't connect the faces with the names.
"Use your spiritual sense to draw." A piece of ink paper flew in front of Song Xianyu.
"Yes." Song Xianyu urged her spiritual sense to cover it.
The ink paper suddenly caught fire. "Wait."
The cloaked man's voice was chilling, "You brought the tail back."
Ye Lin's body stiffened, and after catching a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, he continued to hold his breath.
He almost wanted to run away.
A thorn bush dragged out the person hiding in the dark, and the sharp thorns pierced the person's neck.
"Tell me your name." The cloaked man tightened his fingers, and the thorns wrapped around the man also tightened.
"Uh..." The blue-eyed, blue-haired sea creature's spiritual power was floating on his body, trying to break the thorns.
The cloaked man didn't give him a chance, and the sharp thorns of the entangled vines pierced directly into his dantian.
"I know who you are even without you telling me." The cloaked figure walked up to him and pinched his face. "One of the palace guards of the South Sea King City. Your auras share the same source."
Ye Lin wanted to jump out again, but stopped when he sensed the rapidly approaching breath.
Chuan Li climbed in through the window, and the jade pendant in his hand turned into a double-edged sword. He swept it across and cut the vines that tied Jiang Ling. He put his hand on Jiang Ling's shoulder and straightened him up.
The double-edged sword in Chuan Li's hand turned back into a jade pendant. He hid the jade pendant in his wide sleeve and looked at the cloaked man calmly, "Your Excellency should return the Liuxianqin. Also, return the Guihaitu, Zonghengqi, and Ningtianshu that you stole earlier. The Xie family of Beihai has already taken action."
The cloaked man's eyes darkened beneath his cloak, and the spiritual power in his hands drove the surrounding thorns. "The Sixteen Palace Guardians of the Four Seas never talk nonsense. Are you stalling for time?"
Of course he knew that people from the Xie family in Beihai were looking for them.
Chuan Li grabbed Jiang Ling by the back of his collar and said with a light smile, "Yes."
The thorns attacked like a ferocious beast, but the jade pendant in Chuan Li's sleeve emitted light that enveloped him and Jiang Ling, and the two disappeared in front of the cloaked man.
The cloaked man is at the peak of Mahayana realm. Even he and Chuanli combined cannot defeat him. He would be a fool not to leave.
Ye Lin thought nonsensically that the bead Aning gave him was really effective. It had only been a short time since they last saw each other, and this guy had stopped coughing.
Last time he almost coughed out his lungs.
The cloaked man blasted out spiritual power from his hands, breaking the thorns into foam, looking quite furious.
He stretched out his hand to pinch Song Xianyu's neck, his tone cold, "Next time you do something outside of the mission and cause trouble, I will strip you of your abilities, and you will be useless."
"Young Master, I know I'm wrong." Song Xianyu's feet were hanging in the air, her face flushed, and she grabbed his wrist and begged for mercy.
"Young Master, I guarantee that she won't dare to do it again." Song Qianyu begged for mercy on her behalf.
Although she is stupid, she is still his sister after all, so he should save her if he can.
The cloaked man threw her to the ground, and the ink and paper flew in front of her again, "Draw."
Song Xianyu coughed a few times quickly, then got up and continued to draw the portrait with her spiritual sense.
Ye Lin held up his face and watched her gradually draw a rough outline of her face, followed by a pair of starry eyes that looked slightly cold.
"Young Master!" Another cloaked figure broke through the door, interrupting Song Xianyu's portrait. "The Xie family is here!"
The cloaked man turned and walked out of the seaweed house, leaving behind a sentence, "Go back and draw again."
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