She is Jianxiu

After Cao Jian, several other people came up and greeted Zhao Yu. However, she looked cold and did not seem to want to make friends with others. Cao Jian and the others did not want to talk much to her. They were all proud of their status and kept silent after a few words.

Liang Yanfang did not move, and Liang Shao beside her did not dare to speak rashly. Others might not know about this, but she and her father knew it very clearly in their hearts. Ji Taoist from Yingdu Peak was quite capable, but in the end he was defeated by the man in front of him. Now there is no news from him, and it is still unknown whether he is dead or alive.

If she really wants to deal with this person, she has to do it slowly. At least the current situation does not allow her and her father to be distracted.

Fortunately, after Zhao Yu appeared, he had been silent and stood alone as if no one was around. He neither took the initiative to talk to others nor attacked Liang Yanfang and his daughter because of past grudges.

After waiting for half an hour, they saw the golden sun hanging high in the sky, with layers of golden light shining through the thick clouds, casting patches of light and shadows downwards. At this time, the people from Wenwang Mountain finally arrived. When they looked over, they saw four figures coming together, and their hearts were inevitably alarmed, and they secretly began to be on guard.

Among the four, Zheng Qiuji was marginalized, with a gloomy look. Half a step in front of him stood a Taoist priest with bare chest and abdomen, with a burly figure and long beard. If nothing unexpected happened, he must be Duan Renxiu, who was loyal to the head of the sect, Ji Sui.

As for the other two women, the one on the left was in her prime, wearing a purple-blue dress with a cloud pattern. There was a calm look between her brows, and her eyes were deep but not sharp. Zhao Yu thought that this was the externalized cultivator named Wang Que in Wenwang Mountain.

Now that we know the identity of this person, it is self-evident who the other person is.

Zhao Yu raised her eyes and happened to meet the gaze of the woman with dark eyebrows, bright eyes and a high spirit. Although their eyes met for only a moment, she was certain in her heart that this person must be Ji Yang, who killed the two masters Jin Cheng and Han Chang of Shouzhen Temple!

Ji Yang's appearance was not stunning, and her height was only of medium. She was dressed simply and had an upright posture. She had been frowning since she appeared, with an arrogant and defiant air. Her eyes were gloomy, as if there was a lingering feeling of irritability and depression. Zhao Yu then understood, knowing that the demon in her body was not comparable to that of Zheng Qiuji and others, and that she had already been seriously ill.

In addition to her, Duan Renxiu and Wang Que also have demon seeds in their bodies, and their aura is far stronger than Zheng Qiuji.

Zhao Yu pondered for a moment, recalling that the Taoism practiced by Zheng Qiuji emphasized the control of desires, so it was not surprising that he was less susceptible to the invasion of the demon species.

Because she was the only unfamiliar face among the cultivators present, the people from Wenwang Mountain could not help but cast their eyes over to her, secretly wondering about her origins. The moment their eyes met, Ji Yang paused, seeing that this person had a fierce aura, and was quite intimidating among the group of externalized cultivators, he could not help but feel surprised for a moment. When he was about to take another look, he was attracted by Zhang Zhi's figure first.

Ji Sui once told her that when the secret palace was opened, if Zhang Zhi dared to come to the meeting, she could take this opportunity to kill him. But Ji Sui did not dare to make a conclusion about whether Zhang Zhi would come here. After all, after the death of Jin Cheng and Han Chang, she was the only one left in Shouzhen Temple to support the sect. If she was more cautious, Zhang Zhi would not dare to show up here.

But if he showed up here, it would probably mean that he was unwilling to give up and was ready to fight like a trapped beast. Thinking of this, Ji Yang suddenly felt angry. If Zhang Zhi hadn't come, she would have thought that he was a coward who didn't even dare to come and seek revenge after the death of the sect's venerable. However, when Zhang Zhi came, she felt that he didn't take her seriously. This behavior was obviously a provocation to her, which was really hateful.

  If she hadn't thought about Ji Sui's plans, she would have killed this man immediately, so that others could see the consequences of going against her!

Zhang Zhi had a gloomy expression on his face. He had been worried ever since Ji Yang showed up. He hated and feared this man. He was also afraid that he would suddenly attack him and start a fight with him before he even entered the secret palace.

Fortunately, at this moment, Zheng Qiuji's eyes flashed, and he had already taken half a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "Elder Ji, I see that all of you Taoist friends have arrived, so why not open the secret palace immediately and let you go in and explore!"

"That's good, otherwise I'd have to wait here for who knows how long!"

The person who answered him was not Ji Yang, but Duan Renxiu who was flamboyant beside Ji Yang. Before this trip, he also received orders from the head of the sect Ji Sui, and knew that the other party had already made arrangements in the secret palace. As long as he lured all the people in front of him in, he could catch them all in one fell swoop and eliminate the trouble forever.

Ji Yang was trying his best to suppress his anger and was about to nod his head in agreement, but suddenly his heart skipped a beat. He turned around with his hands behind his back and said, "Wait a minute, I see there's someone here I haven't seen before. I don't know where this unknown cultivator came from, but he wants to come to Wenwang Mountain to share a piece of the pie!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone cast their eyes towards Zhao Yu in unison, some with deep meaning, some gloating, but some with pity. It can be seen that these people all knew Ji Yang's methods. If this Zhu Xuan faction's externalization confronted her, he would be either dead or injured.

Zhao Yu smiled faintly, and slowly took out the contract from his sleeve, shook it open for everyone to see, and said: "I am Zhao Yu, a guest official of Zhu Xuan Sect. I was entrusted by Taoist friend Wu Tanqing to come here on behalf of Zhu Xuan Sect. Now I have the contract here. Can you let me go?"

"Zhu Xuan?" Ji Yang raised her voice slightly. She was not thinking about Wu Tanqing or the contract in Zhao Yu's hand, but Yang Cang, the elder of Danluo Sect who presented a treasure to her several years ago. This person had to join another sect because of the comeback of Zhu Xuan Sect. When she first heard the news, she secretly inquired about Zhu Xuan's news, but Zhao Yu acted low-key, and no major events were reported afterwards, and there was no resurgence of old grievances between him and Fuwei Palace. After a few visits, she and Ji Sui did not pay too much attention to this sect.

Therefore, Zhao Yu's appearance here was beyond the expectations of Ji Yang and others.

She glanced at the contract for a few times, not caring much in her heart. She just raised her chin and chuckled, thinking that this person didn't know what was good for him. If he really entered the secret palace, there would be no chance of him coming out alive. She said sarcastically, "Although Wu Tanqing can no longer accomplish anything, the Zhu Xuan Sect is still above the contract. Since Brother Zhao wants to go with us, then let's go together."

Cao Jian and the others had originally borrowed Ji Yang's hand to exclude Zhao Yu, but now they heard this, they were inevitably disappointed. Everyone present had their own thoughts, but only Zheng and Zhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if Zhao Yu was blocked outside the secret palace, it would be difficult to take action today. (End of this chapter)