She is Jianxiu

He thought carefully that if he could get such a treasure, whether he kept it for himself or gave it to his brother through Ji Mingzhu, it would be a good choice. Then he saw that the two people in front of him were dressed simply and mixed in with the casual practitioners, so he had an idea in his mind, raised his finger and pointed at the bottle, and said arrogantly: "Your bottle is good, open your mouth, I will take it from you."

Zhao Yu then opened his eyes as if he had just woken up, held the bottle in one hand, and said slowly: "This is my own magic weapon, I will not sell it to others."

Behind him, Qin Yuke's breath was steadied, ready to strike. After a moment, her eyes rolled, and a solemn look appeared in them. She remained motionless and watched how Zhao Yu would act.

After Zhao Yu said this, he did not say any more to Master Qi. He placed his hands on his knees and closed his eyes calmly.

  Master Qi frowned. He had never seen such an arrogant cultivator before. He was furious, but he was concerned about the presence of Ji Mingzhu and others. He could not act rudely and curse. He could only frown and cast a few glances at the servant beside him. The servant immediately understood what he meant and stepped forward with a serious face and said:

"You are such a tactless Taoist priest. Do you know who my young master is?"

This was exactly what Zhao Yu wanted, so she opened her eyes with a half-smile, glanced at the young man in green and said, "Oh, I wonder who you are?"

Hearing her question, the young servant in green couldn't help but raise his head, and said with a bit of pride: "My master is an inner disciple of Wenwang Mountain, the largest sect in Beiyunzhou! Now he is willing to lower himself to trade with you, which is also your blessing. If you are willing to give up this bottle, my master will give you a good price and will not let you suffer a loss. If you are more straightforward and willing to give this thing as a gift, my master may even make friends with you for this favor."

Zhao Yu sneered in his heart, thinking that it was quite ridiculous that Master Qi claimed to be a disciple of Wenwang Mountain, but wanted to get something for nothing today.

It should be known that there are also levels of inner disciples. This person only has the Neng Yuan cultivation level. In a famous sect like Wenwang Mountain with several externalized cultivators in charge, he can never be ranked in the top. He can only use this title to fool others.

However, for the people around, this title was obviously still useful. Regardless of whether they had heard of the name of Wenwang Mountain or not, at least the reputation of the largest sect in Beiyunzhou was enough to scare away a lot of people. However, this title was far from enough for Zhao Yu.

She turned her eyes and saw that the woman with long hair beside Master Qi had already looked down at him calmly, revealing a bit of contempt. She felt even more amused and simply brushed her sleeves and said, "So you are the famous disciple of Mount Wenwang. Your reputation is well-deserved. Unfortunately, my bottle is equally precious and I really can't bear to part with it. Now it's not easy to make this deal with you."

Only when Ji Mingzhu burst out laughing did Master Qi realize that the woman in front of him was mocking him. He immediately became anxious and took a few steps forward to snatch the bottle from Zhao Yu's hand. However, before he could stretch out his hand, a gust of wind blew up from under him. Master Qi staggered and fell backwards. This time, not only Ji Mingzhu, but even the maid beside her could not help grinning and giggling.

Only the young servant in blue was horrified and rushed forward to help, but was pushed away by Master Qi again.

He got up from the ground in a rage, looked up at Zhao Yu carefully, and found that the other party's aura was as solid as the abyss, and his cultivation was even higher than his own. So he cursed inwardly, knowing that he would not get any advantage from the other party this time. He was annoyed, but not afraid. He just narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly, saying threateningly: "Fellow Daoist, you have some tricks. I will remember them today. Let's wait and see!"

After saying that, he turned away without even looking at Ji Mingzhu, which showed that he was very angry.

"This Taoist priest." Zhao Yu looked up upon hearing the voice and saw that the person who spoke was the young woman with a face as beautiful as spring flowers. Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she looked a little worried. When she saw Zhao Yu looking at her, she sighed and whispered, "Qi Pan is a narrow-minded person. Taoist priest, you have a grudge against him now. You must be more careful in the future."

"I still have the ability to protect myself, young lady, don't worry." Zhao Yu smiled slightly, nodded and said, "As for you, young lady, it's better not to associate with such a hypocritical and frivolous person."

Ji Mingzhu agreed with it deeply, but did not say anything more. He just nodded helplessly and left.

After these people had gone far away, Qin Yuke leaned forward and whispered, "Master, there is something wrong with Qi Pan."

Zhao Yu hummed lightly and said, "Yu Ke also noticed it."

  Ever since Qi Pan approached, she sensed a vague evil aura lingering around him. And it was not caused by the evil methods of the Ten Perfect Sect, but rather the aura of the mind that stimulated the seven emotions and six desires after being contaminated by the devil!

So after she intentionally showed off the Baichuan Jade Purifying Bottle, Qi Pan immediately couldn't curb his greed and even tried to snatch it in public.

Zhao Yu breathed slowly, lowered his eyes and thought carefully, "However, Qi Pan does not have any demon seeds, he just has a little bit of aura on him. This little bit of evil is not enough to change a person's nature. It can be seen that Qi Pan's character is probably not much different from what I saw today. At most, it has given him some courage, allowing him to dare to do evil."

Qin Yuke also followed suit and quickly thought of Wenwang Mountain, saying, "Since he is contaminated by the aura of the demon species, he will inevitably interact with those who have demon species. He is also a disciple of Wenwang Mountain, so the people he interacts with the most on a daily basis can only be his fellow disciples."

Zhao Yu nodded and agreed: "This sect is probably different. We need to go to Beiyunzhou to investigate it in detail."

The two of them understood each other tacitly, and sat still again, concentrating and waiting for the gate of heaven to open.

The sun and the moon rotate, and another three days pass.

There was a loud rumbling sound in the sky, and the sun shifted its direction and shone down, allowing everyone to see a gap in all directions. There was fog and mist inside, but they could not see clearly what was inside. After waiting for only half an hour, a large ship with a dragon head broke through the clouds, followed by the sound of drums, and then some string and orchestra tunes, which fitted the image of immortals in everyone's minds.

Behind the dragon-head ship, several huge boats followed one after another, casting shadows that covered the sky and the sun. However, none of them were as magnificent and imposing as the former. So when a figure landed on the dragon-head ship, everyone rushed there first.

Unexpectedly, the young man in white and green clothes waved his hand and snorted coldly: "Wenwang Mountain is selecting disciples today. Those with inferior spiritual roots will not be selected, those with inferior qualifications will not be selected, and those with poor comprehension will not be allowed to enter our sect. Those of you who come forward should weigh yourselves first and don't come here to delay my time." (End of this chapter)