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Chapter 481: No Matter the Flood (6K, monthly ticket requested)

"I'll see you off."

After some laughter, Yin Yajun walked to the door and bowed seriously.

Several young disciples from Xuanyue City outside the courtyard couldn't help but stop and look inside.

The famous Heavenly Sword Fairy looked back with a hint of helplessness and said, "I'm sorry for wronging you."

He then walked out of the courtyard and quickly left the City Lord's Mansion with two Tianjian Sect guards.

"..."

Several young disciples looked at each other and sighed slightly in dejection.

It seems that Xuanyue City has not suffered any disaster from evil spirits, and the three hundred cities under its jurisdiction are still prosperous and bustling.

In fact, it was only a decree passed down by the Immortal Sect that made its real status plummet. Even just a signal from Dragon Sun was enough to overwhelm the city lord.

Now even the last hope has been dashed.

They all grew up with the young lady, but could only watch her marry into the ocean, perhaps never having the chance to return to land again.

"Why are you standing there like an idiot? Go and do your own thing."

Yin Yajun forced a smile on her delicate face again: "I'm getting married, not attending a funeral."

She waved her sleeves gently, signaling everyone to leave.

Several Xuanyue City disciples clenched their hands quietly, their voices trembling slightly: "We should practice diligently... and we will not let the young lady down."

"What a stupid thing to say."

Yin Yajun covered her lips and chuckled, then turned slowly and pushed the door open.

He appeared calm on the surface, but his hands hidden in his sleeves were trembling slightly as he slowly closed the door.

Wait until you are blocked from outside view.

She squatted down gently, her shoulders twitching, as a girl who had never left Xuanyue City since she was a child.

Yin Yajun really couldn't imagine how deadly and terrifying the scene would be under that endless ocean.

Leaving home and living with demons.

Su Yushang is really her last hope...but she can't force anything.

Just like when she saw her father turned his back, his back still straight, but not daring to look directly at her, she could no longer utter any words of pleading.

As for Yin Yajun, she had no idea who to blame for this.

Should I blame the Nanyang Immortal Sect that I have never met?
She had no idea what it was.

Maybe I can only blame it on coincidence. The general under Long Sun happened to need a wife and happened to choose me.

Yin Yajun wiped her eyes vigorously.

Squatting on the ground, with that tearful face, she practiced again how to smile more sweetly.

Since you want to get married, you have to marry someone worthy of your money and not cause any more trouble to Xuanyue City.

at the same time.

Everyone saw Su Yushang resolutely leaving Xuanyue City.

"Fairy, are you going back to the sect now?" The two guards sighed. They had a good impression of Xuanyue City and there were many old friends there.

Su Yushang deliberately strolled on the street, but a hint of ferocity like a young animal appeared at the corner of her lips, and she whispered, "What the hell, as long as you don't catch it in the water, you are not its wife."

Hearing this, the two guards' faces changed slightly and they became silent.

They had never expected that this Heavenly Sword Fairy would be so courageous.

"Don't worry, we're ready."

Su Yushang took out a formation plate and played with it gently in her hands.

As she breathed, her aura suddenly gained a sense of elegance and soaring into the sky. She smiled slyly, "Brother Yuanzhou, you won't mind, right?"

For a Return to Void cultivator, changing one's appearance is easy; the most important thing is the aura on the body.

Su Yushang borrowed this precious array plate specially, and it was obvious that she had made plans before leaving the sect.

Considering the size of Nanhong Qizi, Su Hongxiu is not the only disciple who can handle the situation.

As for why Wei Yuanzhou was chosen.

Since the other party helped Nanyang Sect last time, it doesn’t matter if he helps again, and it will be more credible.

Moreover, the other party is a gentleman, so when he takes revenge on you, he will be gentler.

"..."

The two guards couldn't help but roll their eyes and pretended they heard nothing.

With the strength of the eleventh level of Fairy Return to Void, pretending to be a Taoist disciple of Lingyun Sect who is considered a strong man in Baiyu Capital, he can only deceive those bastards.

at this time.

Su Yushang suddenly looked sideways.

At the door of a tall building on the street, she saw a man in black robe fluttering, followed by a man in black robe. The moment she turned her head, the two figures had already stepped into the tall building.

"What's wrong?" The guard looked over curiously.

"Nothing." Su Yushang shook her head. She just felt that it looked familiar for some reason, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

Logically speaking, the person who could leave an impression on her would definitely not be an unknown person, so how could she feel a little unfamiliar? It's really strange.

In an instant, the evil spirit spreading in the air interrupted her contemplation.

Everyone raised their heads and looked toward the sky.

I saw surging waves appearing against the blue sky, layer upon layer, rolling in from afar, with great momentum and the sound of waves was endless.

Hua Hua Hua——

Two flags were fluttering, with a domineering yellow dragon with spikes on it, and the wings on its back represented the identity of the mother clan of this dragon grandson.

A total of eighteen elite demon warriors were responsible for holding the flag, carrying the gifts, and providing guarding.

The young man in the middle of the crowd had a face that could barely be considered heroic, except for his bald head and the hideous scars from his eye sockets to his jaw that made him look a little fierce.

There are no dragon horns on his head, so it is impossible that he is the grandson of the dragon himself.

But he is also qualified to offer the Dragon Grandson Banner.

Plus at this age.

The identity of this young man is already very obvious.

The young master of the turtle army under the command of the seventh son of the Dragon's grandson, Ke Xuanqing.

The three recruits of the water tribe!

He was so ostentatious, as if he was worried that someone in Xuanyue City didn't know about it.

If it were the time when the Tianjian Sect protected this place, these evil beasts would never have dared to be so arrogant.

"Bad luck." Su Yushang snorted lightly. She was not in the mood to think about the figure she had seen before, so she left the city directly.

"Tsk."

Almost at the same time, the black-shirted figure in the tall building also raised his eyes to look up at the sky.

After feeling the powerful demonic aura of these demons.

Shen Yi picked up the teacup, took a sip of warm water, and suppressed the waves in his heart.

"Look, look, that turtle is so ugly, not even as good as me... um... um..."

The drunkard hadn't finished speaking when Ke Shisan covered his mouth indifferently.

If he continues talking, he will be thrown out again.

Sure enough, the other customers in the store looked over with strange expressions: "..."

Shen Yi threw over a sound transmission pebble that he had taken from the Xu family.

The situation is rather special now, so it is better not to reveal your identity.

"Don't blame me for being nosy. This matter is really infuriating."

The drunkard was almost sober now. After being reminded, he calmed down a lot. He held the sound transmission stone and said, "Tell me, if they act like this, will Xuanyue City belong to the Immortal Sect or to the water monsters?"

"I was just swearing in anger before. Everyone in Xuanyue City knows that the city lord loves Miss Yin very much. He must be willing to swallow his anger because he cares about the lives of the three hundred cities. But... Miss Yin fell into the water, which is equivalent to sending a hostage. Whatever the Dragon Palace wants, the city lord will not bear to ignore his daughter. If we take a step back today, we will have to take steps back in the future!"

The drunk couldn't help sighing again.

Shen Yi didn't expect such a thing to happen. No wonder the dragon grandson wanted to start with marriage.

The Yan family’s magic circle, the Yin family’s daughter.

Just by changing one's backer, one would lose the most important thing, and anyone would feel resentful.

He glanced at Ke Shisan.

The dragon grandson reached out and took the sound transmission stone back: "You can go now."

"This……"

The drunk opened his mouth, thinking that these two immortals were different from others.

But I didn't expect that, let alone doing something, I didn't even want to listen to the end.

"Aren't you leaving yet?" Ke Shisan frowned and looked over.

"No... Can you give me a ride... I really don't have the money to pay for the ride... How long will it take me to get home if I just walk?"

The drunk man looked at the two of them hesitantly.

Shen Yi threw out another piece of jade, then stood up and left the building with Ke Shisan.

"Master, what do you say?"

Ke Shisan was obviously itching to do something. He must have been bullied a lot by Lao Qi in the past. He didn't expect that after his death, he would have the opportunity to vent his anger.

"let me think again."

Shen Yi raised his eyes and looked at the dozen or so figures falling towards the City Lord's Mansion.

"Huh." Ke Shisan was stunned for a moment. Why did his master suddenly use his brain? Thinking of this, he suddenly sighed. Why didn't he think about it before killing him?

Maybe it wouldn't have to die.

……

Xuanyue City, City Lord’s Mansion.

The bald young man landed on the ground with surging waves, and the water monsters behind him quickly put down the generous betrothal gifts.

Although the expressions of many elders of Xuanyue City were strange, their attitudes were still respectful.

Silently watching the busy water creatures, he finally extended his hand to greet them: "Young Master Wu, please come in."

The turtle demon was loyal to his duty and died in battle for the seven dragon grandchildren, so he was given the surname Wu.

The young master has reached the tenth level of Return to Void, and has shown signs of taking over the banner of the Turtle Army.

"..."

Wu Jun swept his fierce eyes over the crowd but did not move.

It retracted its gaze and said calmly, "One person is missing."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

I didn't expect the other party to start trouble without even entering the door.

Xuanyue City had just lost the protection of the Tianjian Sect, and in such a short period of time, it had not yet recovered from the change in status.

As a force that also owns Baiyujing, the Golden Turtle Clan is still a guest, but they don't have to give Xuanyue City any face at all.

It’s really...what a change in the world.

Fortunately, there was a thick-skinned monk who quickly forced a smile and said, "It is our fault. Go and ask the young lady to come over."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Jun sneered and scratched his nails gently: "I don't lack girls. You can do whatever you want after you get married. There's no need to rush."

As it spoke, the hideous scars on its face slightly opened up: "Don't you recognize these two flags?"

Wu Jun pointed casually to the side.

The dragon flag appears, as if the dragon’s grandson has arrived in person.

"Or do you only recognize the decrees of the Heavenly Sword Sect and not the banners of my Dragon Palace?"

Wu Jun opened his mouth and revealed a cruel smile: "Do you have the decree of the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

It does not mention the Nanyang Sect at all, because there is no need for it.

Even Xuanyue City itself had no intention of reporting the matter to Nanyang Sect.

After involving the level of Baiyujing, everyone knew what the returning immortal sect was.

"What are you still standing there for?"

Wu Jun's voice suddenly became cold: "Tell your city lord to come out and take over the flag!"

Its words echoed throughout the City Lord's Mansion.

At the same time, on a rooftop, a middle-aged man in a long gown sat quietly, looking in the distance in the direction of Nanyang Sect.

Behind him was the courtyard where Yin Yajun lived.

As a monk from Baiyujing, protecting the people of three hundred cities, holding great power and having great cultivation, Yin Qizhang had been sitting here for several days.

But still didn't dare to look back.

As for the arrogant words echoing in the mansion, he seemed to be inaudible.

"The young lady will definitely blame you, but she will definitely want to see you." The old servant bowed and stood behind her.

"..." Yin Qizhang was silent for a long time, and suddenly opened his mouth slightly: "I'm not afraid to see her, I'm just afraid that I will want to bury her with my own hands."

He could almost foresee how Xuanyue City would gradually become a vassal of the Seven Dragons.

His daughter was in someone else's hands, how could he refuse the other party's order?

On one side is the only daughter, and on the other side is the entire Xuanyue City.

Yin Qizhang gave a self-deprecating smile. As the saying goes, a kind person does not hold power, and one who hesitates brings trouble upon himself. Perhaps he is really not suitable to be the city lord.

The Chaotian Sword Sect sent twelve letters, but received no response.

He stretched out his hand, and in his palm was a crumpled piece of letter paper. It was not written on a jade slip, but was written by hand. He intended to send it to Nanyang, but in the end he did not send anyone to deliver it.

As the city lord, how could he allow himself to fall into the madness of trying all kinds of treatments?

It's time to wake up.

"Let's go."

Yin Qizhang slowly stood up and wanted to look back, but paused. He said woodenly, "Welcome the dragon flag."

He disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, he was already standing in front of the cultivators of Xuanyue City.

Yin Qizhang stared at the two banners calmly, bowed casually, and then, under many complicated gazes, turned around and walked into the hall: "Prepare a banquet to entertain Young Master Wu."

"..."

Wu Jun's eyelids twitched as he watched his perfunctory movements.

But he did not force the other party too much. After all, this middle-aged man was not only the city lord, but also a Baiyujing cultivator with terrifying cultivation.

If he really goes crazy, even the seven dragon grandchildren will be angry.

"We're all a family from now on, so there's no need to be too formal."

Wu Jun waved his hand to signal everyone, but there was a hint of mockery in his voice.

Hearing that harsh sentence, many cultivators in Xuanyue City closed their eyes. When they opened them again, they all followed with forced smiles.

……

Under Xuanyue City's strong restraint.

The dinner went quite smoothly. There was a lot of drinking and chatting, and on the surface it seemed extremely harmonious.

"The betrothal gifts have been paid. I will take her home tomorrow morning."

Wu Jun stood up proudly and raised his glass to everyone.

His cultivation level of the tenth level of Return to Void was so overwhelming that all the cultivators in Xuanyue City could not even raise their heads.

When he saw Yin Qizhang sitting at the main seat, who had not stood up but was still raising his glass with an expressionless face, the scars on his face seemed to become more vivid.

"Father-in-law, please stay closer to me in the future." Wu Jun drank the liquor in one gulp and asked his subordinates to fill it up again.

Yin Qizhan looked up, then suddenly stretched out his index finger, dipped it in the wine, and lightly stroked it across the table.

Using wine as talismans, he actually set up a large formation with a terrifying aura.

With just one simple move, he revealed the immense power of the monk Baiyujing to everyone.

Feeling the terrifying sealing power of the formation, Wu Jun's face suddenly changed as he held the wine glass.

The next moment, Yin Qizhan raised his hand calmly.

The wine talisman slowly rose up and landed on his body: "Let's stop here tonight. I'm a little tired."

He used a sealing formation to forcibly lock up his own cultivation.

Seeing this, Wu Jun swallowed instinctively.

He sealed his cultivation because he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and take action. As for the person he wanted to kill, it should be no one else except himself.

But apart from Yin Qizhang, there are more than a few monks who can kill them in this battle.

This strange scene made everyone in the room tremble all over. Many of them stood up due to the alcohol.

His bloodshot eyes stared at the group of smug demons around him.

Several people have their hands on the storage bags around their waists.

at this time.

A graceful figure in plain clothes slowly walked over.

She timidly held a small wine jar and raised it to Wu Jun: "Yajun... Yajun toasts to Young Master Wu."

With Yin Yajun's entry, the others were stunned as if struck by lightning.

"Dad, I'm leaving first."

Yin Yajun swallowed the wine with great effort and looked at the middle-aged man softly, her voice as soft as a mosquito.

"call."

Yin Qizhan looked away, feeling the formation on his body.

Suddenly I felt that... maybe it was closed a little too early.

Wu Jun felt the faint aura of the formation breaking down on the body of the White Jade King monk, and quickly drank up the remaining wine in the cup: "I am also tired, let's stop here today."

After saying that, it put down the cup.

He quickly left the dinner party with a group of demons.

They walked towards the yard that Xuanyue City had prepared for them in advance.

Looks a little embarrassed.

But after leaving everyone's sight, it showed a smug smile.

Just look at the scene just now.

It is a foregone conclusion that Xuanyue City will be incorporated into the Seven Dragons’ faction.

Plus this relationship.

Perhaps there would be more monks to help in his turtle army, so that he could secure his position as the first army under Long Sun.

This is what it means to be truly...satisfied with success.

Like verifying its idea.

The moment he entered the courtyard with his soldiers, Wu Jun suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing past him, bringing with it a strange chill that seemed to penetrate into his bones.

It suddenly sobered up a lot.

The other soldiers also looked serious, looked around, and shouted: "Who is playing tricks here? Do you recognize these two dragon flags?"

Their sharp voices were completely covered by the invisible barrier, and not even a trace of them could be heard outside.

It was as if the entire courtyard was isolated.

On the roof, two tall figures stood one in front and one behind, their clothes rustling in the night wind.

In the moonlight, that handsome face looked even paler, with flames dancing between his eyebrows.

The purple-gold eyes looked down, and there was a barely perceptible greed at the corner of his lips, which added a bit of ferocity to his ethereal temperament.

"call."

Ke Shisan let out a breath.

Suddenly I felt that when I was at the Yan family before, it didn’t matter whether the master wanted it or not, the final result was the same anyway.

What the other party meant by "think about it" was probably thinking about where it would be more appropriate to set up the formation.

"Master, what do you say?"

"..."

Shen Yi glanced at it as if it were an idiot.

With delicious food in front of you, is there any need for nonsense?

The next moment, the two figures disappeared at the same time.

Shila——

The black robe rolled up, and the sharp dragon claws easily tore the body of a ninth-level demon in the Return to Void Realm.

Although there is no dragon spear in hand.

But after so many tens of thousands of years of experience in Tianyan Sijiu, Ke Shisan now also knows a little bit of martial arts.

Click!
The fish demon's back exploded! Through the horrifying bloody hole, the black hood was lifted, revealing a childish but cruel smile.

The same sound echoed all around.

Compared to Ke Shisan's brutality, Shen Yi is obviously much more elegant.

As his figure floated, the straight dragon spear pointed out repeatedly.

The heads bloomed like scarlet flowers in the night, so gorgeous and dazzling!
With the blessing of the five primordial purple auras.

He spent another hundreds of thousands of years of the demon's lifespan to perfect the three spiritual techniques: Tianyan Forty-Nine, Guixu Immortal Armor, and Qinglong Shattering Star Spear.

This group of powerful demons didn't even have the chance to make a sound before their lives were taken away.

"Ho..."

Wu Jun felt cold all over and retreated repeatedly. At the same time, all his blood and energy burst out, raising his aura to its peak.

Then it felt five fingers grabbing the back of its head.

Under the black sleeves, the fair skin had been covered with gray-white armor at some point. Compared to before, the current Guixu Immortal Armor was more solid, had a metallic texture, and glowed with silver light.

The wrist armor extends to cover the entire palm.

The fingertips are sharp, like the claws of a ferocious beast.

click.

Even though Wu Jun had tried his best to be on guard.

The five fingers pierced into its skull easily as if piercing tofu.

"Roar!"

Wu Jun turned around and almost had his head torn apart by those five fingers, but he found that the black-shirted young man had no expression on his face. His voice was sharp and frightened: "Who are you? I am a general under the command of Qi Longsun!"

It couldn't understand how someone could dare to ambush it here.

If they are from Xuanyue City, then aren’t they afraid that the Dragon Palace will wipe out these three hundred cities?

If it was another force, why would they remain silent and not even explain the cause and effect of the grudge?

However, the moment it looked back.

There was a chill behind me again.

Wu Jun quickly turned his head and all he could see was a roaring dragon spear.

puff-

The tip of the gun accurately penetrated its throat, blocking the rest of its words.

Shen Yi drew out his spear and looked to the side.

Ke Shisan happened to tear the body of the last demon into pieces and complained: "My generals are useless. I am still the grandson of the dragon."

Looking at the body scattered all over the ground, Shen Yi frowned slightly and said lightly: "You are responsible for putting it together for me."

Where did you learn this bad habit of wasting things?

"I will follow my master's orders... I will pay attention next time." Ke Shisan laughed awkwardly.

Shen Yi waved his hand and absorbed all the bloody smell in the yard into his body.

He did not withdraw the formation, but instead sat down cross-legged and began to condense the suppressing stone.

at this time.

Deep inside the city lord's mansion.

The haggard middle-aged man lay quietly on the bed. He should be feeling something.

But I was really drunk tonight.

His cultivation was sealed again.

"It's normal that I can't feel it."

Yin Qizhan stared at the roof in a daze.

Then he closed his eyes.

If this is a dream, it is better to finish it.

Just close your eyes and don't care about the flood.

(End of this chapter)