Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Half an hour later!
Su Jie and Zuo Lin walked down from upstairs. Qin Yushang and Wei Yushuang had already left the restaurant. Only the Ning sisters and Jiang Shuling were left.

"My lord, walk slowly."

Zuo Lin had a smile on his face. It was obvious that Su Jie had taken advantage of him for free, but he dared not say anything. Being able to get rid of this plague god as soon as possible was more important than anything else.

"Okay, I'll come to you if I have anything to do next time."

Su Jie patted Zuo Lin's shoulder with a smile, which made Zuo Lin's smile freeze. Does this mean he wants to continue to get it for free?

"Sister, he is the one who bullied me."

Ning Xinyue pointed at herself, Su Jie, with a puffy face and very unconvinced, and even complained to Ning Yunying.

Su Jie glanced at Ning Xinyue, causing Ning Xinyue to stare.

Su Jie smiled, turned around, walked to the window, and flew out.

"Hey, junior!"

However, as soon as Su Jie flew out of the window, Jiang Shuling could no longer hold back. He slowly stood up, used his palm as a sword, and slashed down at Su Jie.

The spiritual power was highly compressed and turned into a pure white sword energy, which was extremely sharp. The sword light shot up into the sky, compressing the void to create cracks, and the target was directly aimed at Su Jie's left arm.

Previously, Uliji, a powerful warrior in the early Purple Mansion stage from the Divine Eagle Empire, had his arm cut off by this sword energy.

However, when the same trick was used on Su Jie, the outcome was completely different.

Su Jie turned his head and raised his left arm in an instant. When the sword energy was approaching him, he pinched it with two fingers without haste.

The sword energy that should have been invisible was firmly grasped by Su Jie. No matter how sharp it was, it could not advance an inch.

"Next time, be more clever"

Before Jiang Shuling could finish his words, he saw the sword energy being trapped. His voice stopped abruptly and he looked at Su Jie in confusion, with all the sarcastic words stuck in his throat.

"What a joke!"

Jiang Shuling couldn't believe it. He was the best sword cultivator in attacking power and a powerful cultivator in the late Purple Mansion stage. Even cultivators of the same level did not dare to say that they could take on his sword energy with two fingers. But such a scene was now happening right in front of him.

"You still need to refine your sword energy, my friend."

Su Jie raised the corner of his mouth, clenched his hands into fists, and the sword energy collapsed instantly.

boom!
Su Jie punched out with his left hand. The terrifying power was like a landslide and tsunami. Jiang Shuling felt as if his body was pressed down by a mountain. The unparalleled power swept through his limbs and bones. His ribs in his chest were broken, his internal organs were displaced, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He was knocked down by the punch and lay on the ground in a spread-eagle position.

Zuo Lin's eyelids twitched wildly. Although he knew that Su Jie's fighting ability was terrifying, when he actually saw the battle, he realized that he had greatly underestimated Su Jie's strength.

This combat power is more than terrifying. Jiang Shuling is no unknown person. As a sword cultivator in the late Purple Mansion stage, he is well-known in Xuyuan Continent. However, he couldn't even withstand a single punch from Su Jie. The gap is too big.

"So strong."

Ning Xinyue opened her mouth into an O shape and quickly shrank behind her sister, sticking her little head out to observe Su Jie. This guy who was looking for trouble with her was actually so powerful.

Ning Yunying waved her hand, and the violent fist wind from Su Jie swept past, and turned into a gentle breeze on her face.

"This punch is my return gift to say thank you."

Su Jie stood at the windowsill, looking down at Jiang Shuling who was lying on the ground, his words full of ridicule.

Jiang Shuling's face turned blue and red. He was a sword cultivator and had always been proud and arrogant. Now he was being humiliated in such a way that it almost made him feel like his face was being rubbed on the ground.

"Ok?"

Seeing that Jiang Shuling remained silent, Su Jie raised his fist again.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."

Jiang Shuling was startled and felt that if he was hit again, he might even lose his life.

"You are so good. You listened to my advice and went back to practice sword for two more years."

Su Jie was very satisfied with Jiang Shuling's answer, and he also had a concrete idea of ​​his current strength.

His innate divine body is so powerful that he can cross the Thirty-Three Heavens, a forbidden area for Purple Mansion cultivators, in his physical body. Even without using the Holy Bodhi Tree and the Blood Sea Devouring Demonic Art, he can basically find no rivals among the same level just by relying on his extremely powerful divine body that can challenge spiritual treasures.

Jiang Shuling's face looked grim. He felt that his Taoist heart was shattered once again. The last time he experienced such a thing was when he met Ning Yunying.

Su Jie retracted his gaze, glanced at Ning Xinyue who was looking around, and chuckled: "Ning girl, practice hard and break through the Purple Mansion Realm as soon as possible."

After saying that, Su Jie turned around, took a step, and disappeared without a trace.

But when Ning Xinyue heard this, she was completely stunned, her bright eyes widened cutely.

From childhood to adulthood, only one person would call her that.

Memories of the past came to mind, the first encounter on the slave ship, the cooperation in treasure hunting for the Ninth Rank Sacred Lotus, and the joint efforts in the sect war to kill Yuyang True Body Du Shaochang.
"Yeah, it's that bastard demon cultivator."

Ning Xinyue rushed to the window, but Su Jie was no longer outside. She was so angry that she wanted to bite someone.

He just appeared and disappeared. I wonder if she missed him very much?
If her sister hadn't stopped her, she would have gone to play with Su Jie long ago.

“You only recognize it now!”

Ning Yunying couldn't help but tease her sister when she saw how anxious and annoyed she was.

"Sister, you already recognized the other person's identity, right? Why didn't you tell me?"

Ning Xinyue looked back at her sister and regretted it deeply: "I'm so stupid, really, I should have thought that it was him who bullied me like this."

"I'm not familiar with him, and he didn't come looking for me. You blame me for not recognizing him."

Ning Yunying pinched her sister's cheek and said, "Since he has come to Dali City, I don't think he will leave in the short term. There will be plenty of opportunities to meet him."

"That's right. Next time we meet, I will definitely bite him. Humph, you dare to play tricks on me."

Ning Xinyue put her hands on her hips, saying angry words, but she kept thinking about it in her mind.

On the other side, Jiang Shuling had already climbed up from the ground. He looked at Zuo Lin with a bit of embarrassment on his face, but still asked, "Master Zuo, who is this person?"

"Ghost Ridge Palace, Blood Demon Ancestor, Su Jie."

Zuo Lin said this name with a complicated look in his eyes.

"What, it's him."

Jiang Shuling's mind was shocked again. He was familiar with this name. He was the man of destiny from the Cang Gu Continent. After entering the Dali Dynasty, he often heard about the deeds of this giant of the magic world.

But in his heart, Jiang Shuling somewhat underestimated Su Jie, a Purple Mansion cultivator from the Cang Gu Continent.

However, now it seems that he is the one who is truly a frog in the well.

"Maybe I really shouldn't come here."

Jiang Shuling muttered to himself. He lost all his confidence after being hit by Su Jie's punch. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little homesick.

In the south of Dali City, in a luxurious mansion courtyard.

A dozen men and women were drinking tea and discussing the Dao, and among them, three had the strongest demeanor. A man dressed in black as night, holding a long sword, with a cold and arrogant demeanor.

A middle-aged man in a red robe, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and a faint blood-red dragon shadow reflected behind him.

A beautiful woman wearing a white robe, with a delicate body carved from ice and snow and a noble temperament.

These three people are the three sects among the famous three sects and five surnames of the Dali Dynasty, namely, the leader of Yinyangzhai Xu Jinling, the leader of Ziyun Pavilion Jia Longheng, and the leader of Jiutian Palace Shen Baining.

Each of them is a powerful cultivator at the Purple Mansion Realm. These three sects are the sects with the longest heritage in the Dali Dynasty, and the number of Purple Mansion cultivators has never been cut off in history.

The rest of the people present are also from some of the major sects in the Dali Dynasty, and they are all gathered here.

The representatives of these sects came here because the five noble families, which were as famous as their three sects, came forward and invited them to come here to plan great things together.

Of course, of the five aristocratic families today, only four are left because the Cui family of Gyeongju was destroyed.

"What does the Li family mean by calling us here? They didn't show up even though everyone is here. They are so arrogant."

The red-browed middle-aged man, Jia Longheng, the leader of Ziyun Pavilion, complained, showing a strong sense of impatience.

"Now that the powerful people from the foreign continent of Dali City have gathered together, their families are under great pressure, so they are probably looking for us to discuss countermeasures."

The leader of Jiutian Palace, Xin Baining, had a clear voice and picturesque features, and many people couldn't help but look at him.

This woman, one of the three great beauties of the Dali Dynasty, was clearly over 300 years old, but there was no trace of time left on her body.

"Those noble families have always been thieves. The Cui family of Qingzhou was destroyed by Guiling Palace a few years ago. I thought they would be more honest, but I didn't expect them to secretly support various uprisings and fan the flames everywhere in the country."

Xu Jinling, the leader of Yin Yang Palace, looked down upon aristocratic families and often used derogatory words.

The other clan leaders present were also talking about it. The aristocratic families have always liked to make arrangements in troubled times. Now, the uprisings that have been happening one after another in the Dali Dynasty are due to the presence of these aristocratic families. It is said that after the cultivators from foreign continents entered the Canggu Continent, there was no shortage of collusion among the aristocratic families.

This is easy to understand. When the world is in chaos, a new emperor is bound to emerge in troubled times, and the aristocratic families will choose to place their bets in advance.

Powerful families will disperse their bets in advance to ensure that they will have a place after the new dynasty is established.

"As soon as I came in, I heard someone complaining, wondering when our Li family had offended Sect Master Xu."

There was a sound of footsteps coming from outside, and a group of people appeared in the courtyard.

The leader was a middle-aged man with no white beard. He was wearing scholar's clothes, a Confucian cap on his head, and holding a feather fan. His cultivation level of the middle stage of Purple Mansion was revealed without reservation.

There were three other people on the man's left and right. One of them was at the initial stage of Purple Mansion cultivation, while the other two were at the Daotai level.

These four people are from the thousand-year-old families with a long history of the Dali Dynasty, namely the Lianzhou Li family, the Lanzhou Song family, the Anzhou Gao family, and the Fengzhou Lu family. Except for the Qingzhou Cui family that was expelled from the Guiling Palace, the four thousand-year-old families gathered together.

Among these four great families, men in scholarly attire are the leaders.

He is Li Daozhong, the current head of the Lianzhou Li family. Among the aristocratic families, the Li family is the most powerful and has always been the leader.

Xu Jinling looked at Li Daozhong who was walking towards him with a sharp gaze, and said calmly: "Master Li, you are a noble man who forgets things easily. Not to mention the distant past, five years ago, my sect's Saint Daughter went down the mountain to train and was targeted by your Li family. How could you forget this?"

"This is a misunderstanding. My Li family has already come to apologize. Besides, your sect's Saint Daughter likes to meddle in other people's affairs. We only expelled her, but did nothing to her."

Li Daozhong cupped his hands and spoke in a neither arrogant nor humble manner.

Xu Jinling snorted coldly: "Minding your own business? Xiaoyue just discovered that your Li family was enslaving the hungry people and chose to help them."

Li Daozhong smiled and said, "This is our family affair. Your Saint is meddling too much."

This statement was almost pointing at Xu Jinling's nose, saying that it was not the Yin Yang Palace's turn to interfere in their own affairs.

"Stop talking nonsense. Master Li, what do you want us to do?"

Jia Longheng slammed the coffee table, interrupting their quarrel.

"Master Li, if you just want to bring us here to have a quarrel, we will take our leave first."

Xin Baining looked with cold eyes, sweeping her gaze over the aristocratic families represented by Li Daozhong.

Li Daozhong straightened his expression, took out a golden token, and slowly said, "I am not the one looking for you. In fact, the one who really wants to find you is Jiuxiao Holy Land."

There was a huge word "Xiao" engraved on this golden token. When everyone focused their eyes on it, they felt dazed, as if they saw a Taoist book as tall and majestic as a mountain among the clouds.

The book is divided into nine layers, each layer flashing a different color, differentiating into different mythical beasts such as the real dragon, phoenix, unicorn, Kunpeng, golden crow, black tortoise, etc. The Taoist spirit permeates the heavens, interpreting the invisible and formless truth of the Tao.

Many sect leaders only felt their souls shaken. Even Xu Jinling, Jia Longheng and Shen Baining, three Purple Mansion powerhouses, also felt that their Yang Spirits were severely oppressed, as if they were facing some invisible avenue and they themselves were as small as ants.

"The command of the God of Heaven."

Jia Longheng came back to his senses and looked at the token in Li Daozhong's hand. He seemed to have thought of something and his face changed drastically.

The Jiuxiao Holy Land divides disciples into different levels as Shenxiao, Qingxiao, Bixiao, Danxiao, Jingxiao, Yuxiao, Langxiao, Zixiao and Huoxiao.

In this holy land, among the disciples, only the contemporary Holy Son can possess this golden Shenxiao Token, which represents his supreme and noble status. This Shenxiao Token alone is a mid-grade spiritual treasure.

"The current Holy Son of Jiuxiao Holy Land has arrived in Dali City!"

Li Daozhong's smile did not diminish, and he said in a tone that could not be refused: "Lord Saint has ordered that you can join hands to destroy the Dali Dragon Vein and bring down the Dali Dynasty as soon as possible. When the Jiuxiao Holy Land takes over the Canggu Continent in the future, it can ensure that the glory of your sects will not be extinguished. Otherwise, have you really forgotten the reputation of the Jiuxiao Holy Land?"

The scene was silent, with only the sound of heavy breathing.

"The Jiuxiao Holy Land really needs to return."

Xin Baining's face was solemn, she recalled the sect's secret records.

Li Daozhong nodded and smiled, saying: "Of course it is so. Don't be complacent. No matter who becomes the new Dongxu Emperor, they must abide by the rules of Jiuxiao Holy Land."

Xin Baining knew that there were mistakes in what Li Daozhong said. At least when Emperor Tianwu was in power, the Jiuxiao Holy Land could not enter the Canggu Continent even a single step.

According to sect records, Emperor Tianwu, who was born in the Jiuxiao Holy Land, eventually rebelled against the Jiuxiao Holy Land and became its enemy, causing the Jiuxiao Holy Land's power to completely retreat from the Cang Gu Continent.

The seven continents of the Tianyuan world have always been regarded as nurseries by the five holy places. In the past, the Canggu Continent belonged to the traditional sphere of influence of the Jiuxiao Holy Land and was at the mercy of the Jiuxiao Holy Land.

It was not until the rise of Emperor Tianwu that the Cang Gu Continent completely broke free from the control of the Jiuxiao Holy Land, eliminated all traces of the holy land's existence, and left behind Ten Thousand Dragon Pearls to guard it, preventing people from foreign continents from making any progress.

However, an existence like Emperor Tianwu may only appear once in millions of years, and the newly born emperor may not be able to prevent the Jiuxiao Holy Land from taking over.

"I am Ziyun Pavilion and am willing to be at your disposal."

While Xin Baining was still thinking, Jia Longheng had already knelt on one knee behind her, expressing his willingness to surrender.

When the other sect leaders saw this, most of them hesitated for a moment, and more and more people knelt on the ground. The reputation of the holy land was so great, like the shining sun. If they wanted to resist, it would be like hitting a rock with an egg.

Xin Baining and Xu Jinling looked at each other. Xin Baining responded first and said, "Master Li, this matter is not something I can decide alone. Please allow me to go back to the sect and discuss it with the supreme elders before giving you a reply."

Xin Baining adopted a procrastination tactic, intending to wait and see how the situation developed without rushing to take sides.

Compared to Xin Baining, Xu Jinling simply stood up and said, "Master Li, we at Yin Yang Palace will not get involved in this mess. Goodbye."

He said this without hesitation and turned and left. Obviously, not everyone is willing to be a dog for the Holy Land.

"Ridiculous."

Looking at this guy who dared to refuse, Li Daozhong's face turned cold, and he sentenced him to death in his heart. (End of this chapter)