I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 307 I want to kill you, why would I need schemes and tricks?

Zhao Qing's cloud crystals poured down like a torrential rain, instantly enveloping Qiu Yuan for three zhang.

The Grand Elder of Anxi City's expression changed drastically, and the black tiger patterns on his body suddenly lit up, with a black and yellow black tiger phantom roaring out from behind him.

"Mr. Zhao! What do you mean by this?" Qiu Yuan crossed his arms, and the phantom of the Xuanhu transformed into a barrier, blocking most of the cloud crystal.

But a few arrows still pierced through his defenses, leaving bloodstains on his shoulder: "My promise to you, sir, remains valid. Anxi City is willing to share this opportunity with you!"

Zhao Qing's lips were still wet with blood, but his expression remained unchanged, and he remained silent.

The seven young powerhouses behind him, all at the Jade Palace Realm, had already made their move, each unleashing their divine abilities to meet the elders of Anxi City.

In an instant, the magical treasures on the sea of ​​clouds shone brightly, and the collision of true essences roared like thunder.

"Elder Qiu..." Shen Zongyu finally drew his sword, the blade gleaming with a fierce light: "Please forgive me for ganging up on you!"

The divine hunter's blade flashed, slicing through the sky like a silver river falling.

In his haste, Qiu Yuan crushed the jade pendant at his waist, and three phantom images of black tigers appeared simultaneously—this was the strongest protective divine power in the "True Method of Black Tigers" [Three Tigers Protect Life].

However, as the blade flashed, the two phantom tigers immediately dissipated, and the last one dimmed like a flickering candle.

"Fine!" Qiu Yuan gritted his teeth and suddenly flung out three tiger teeth from his sleeve.

These tiger fangs grew longer in the wind, transforming into bone blades over ten feet long, slashing towards Shen Zongyu with a stench.

This is the Xuanhu Fang Divine Power, a secret technique passed down in Anxi City.

Wherever the bone blade passed, the air emitted a shrill, ghostly wail.

Shen Zongyu swung his sword repeatedly, but the bone blade was extremely strange; after being cut, it turned into even more tiny bone spikes.

Just as they were about to be surrounded by bone spikes, a beam of lightning and fire sword light suddenly slashed from the side.

Chen Zhian finally made his move.

Lightning crackled on the Divine Profound Sword, and the sword light that chased evil descended like divine punishment, burning away all the bone spikes in the sky.

Upon seeing this, Qiu Yuan suddenly bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood congealed into the shape of a tiger in the air, carrying him away as a streak of blood-red light.

"Leave?" Zhao Qingqiang suppressed his injuries, and the clouds gathered again.

But Qiu Yuan's escape speed was astonishing; in the blink of an eye, he was already a thousand feet away.

Even more astonishingly, a bronze lamp flew out from his waist, its flame surging into a blue tiger's head, carrying him at more than three times the speed.

Chen Zhian narrowed his eyes.

The Nine Dragons Fiery Mirror hovered in front of him, and the fiery dragons within the mirror roared as if about to burst forth.

At that moment, he suddenly had a feeling—the trajectory of the flames flowing in the mirror was actually in line with some obscure sword principles in the Thunderfire Sword Manual.

"Li Huo..." Chen Zhian held a mirror in his left hand and a sword in his right.

The lightning on the Divine Profound Sword gradually faded, replaced by a wisp of crimson fire.

The flames were initially weak, but in the blink of an eye they surged like a dragon, reflecting the fiery dragon in the mirror.

"Thunderfire Sword Scripture"

With a single sword strike, it was as if a crimson sun had appeared between heaven and earth.

Nine fire dragons could be vaguely seen circling in the firelight, and clouds and vapors rose wherever they passed.

Qiu Yuan's bronze lamp trembled violently, and the flames of the tiger head emitted a mournful howl.

Just as the sword light struck his body, Qiu Yuan suddenly crushed the lamp and used the force of the explosion to escape, leaving only a string of blood beads in the air.

“What a pity.” Zhao Qing coughed up blood and shook his head. “This fellow’s treasure is indeed mysterious. It can actually use the remaining power of my Cloud Burial Star Dust to accelerate.”

Chen Zhian sheathed his sword and stood there, gazing thoughtfully in the direction where Qiu Yuan had disappeared: "Since he dared to come alone, he must have something to rely on. There are also heavy troops guarding Anxi City. We need to plan this carefully."

Shen Zongyu, who had already led his men to kill several elders of Anxi City, stepped forward and thanked them upon hearing this.

Zhao Qing said, "With Qiu Yuan seriously injured and fleeing, Anxi City will surely be in chaos. We should take advantage of the situation."

“That’s not appropriate,” Chen Zhian interrupted. “Brother Zhao’s injuries are quite serious, and although I have gained some understanding of swordsmanship, I still need to consolidate it. Besides…”

He gazed at the distant, faintly visible mountain ranges, beyond which lay Parthia.

"There is at least one Heavenly City Lord in the city, with tens of thousands of Xuan soldiers, including some Earth soldiers. It would be unwise to attack rashly. We need to gather the troops in Yong'an City to launch a counterattack."

Zhao Qing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suddenly laughed, "Brother Li is indeed cautious. Very well, once my injuries have healed, we can discuss the grand plan together."

He said no more, probably because his injuries were indeed quite serious, and turned to his seven companions, saying, "Let's go."

After the group of geniuses from beyond the clouds left with Zhao Qing, Shen Zongyu solemnly bowed to Chen Zhian: "Mr. Li's great kindness will never be forgotten by Yong'an City."

Young City Lord Shen Yexiao, being younger, was more agitated and knelt on one knee, saying, "If it weren't for you, sir, Yong'an City would be in danger today."

Chen Zhian helped the two up and shook his head, saying, "Since I have agreed to protect the Goddess Statue, I will do my best. However, Lord Shen's Divine Hunter Blade Light just now was quite unique."

A smile appeared on Shen Zongyu's tired face: "It's just a trivial skill, not even a fraction as good as Mr. Li's. Please come with me into the city. Although Yong'an City is small, there are a few quiet places where we can rest."

As the sun set, Chen Zhian followed Shen Zongyu and others into Yong'an City.

In contrast to the tense atmosphere outside the city, the city was peaceful and harmonious.

Shops lined both sides of the street, and the shouts of vendors rose and fell.

Several children chased after a bamboo ball, laughing and running past Chen Zhian.

"Yong'an City has been built for more than 300 years. Although it is not as prosperous as Da Ri and Ming Yue cities, the people live in peace and happiness."

Shen Yexiao pointed to a tall tower in the distance: "That's the Wangyun Tower, built by my late father. From the top, one can see the entire city."

Chen Zhian looked in that direction and saw wisps of smoke rising from chimneys in the twilight, as lights from countless homes gradually came on.

Further away, the goddess statue stands silently, its edges gilded in the afterglow of the setting sun.

In a daze, he seemed to see the statue's fingers twitch slightly.

“Mr. Li?” Shen Yexiao’s call brought him back to reality. “Your accommodation is arranged in Tingyuxuan in the East City. It is close to the City Lord’s Mansion and is quite quiet.”

Tingyuxuan is indeed an elegant place.

The courtyard features a rockery and flowing water, and although the ancient plum trees are not in bloom, their branches are still vigorous and powerful.

Shen Zongyu personally escorted Chen Zhian to the side room.

Chen Zhian declined Shen Zongyu's kind invitation, so Shen Zongyu ordered hot water and food to be prepared before taking his leave.

After everyone left, Chen Zhian sat cross-legged on the couch, with the Divine Profound Sword lying horizontally in front of his knees.

Today's battle has deepened his understanding of the Thunderfire Sword Scripture.

In particular, the true meaning of fire contained in the Nine Dragons Fire Mirror allowed him to vaguely touch the threshold of the [Fire Sword].

"If the Thunderfire Sword Scripture can completely integrate the two intentions of thunder and fire," Chen Zhian closed his eyes and looked inward. True essence flowed in his dantian and Xuanchi, and thunder and fire could be vaguely seen intertwining.

As the night deepens, everything becomes silent.

Chen Zhian suddenly opened his eyes—the Divine Profound Sword moved automatically without wind, emitting a slight tremor.

With a thought, his Heaven and Earth Cocoon supernatural power quietly activated, and his figure dissipated in the room like mist.

Three hundred miles away, on a desolate hill.

The night wind howled, blowing a person's dark gray cloak.

This man stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the starry sky. Kneeling beside him was Qiu Yuan, who had fled during the day.

"Lord of the City... will Li Chao really come?" Qiu Yuan was still recovering from his injuries, his face was pale, and he was panting heavily.

The man in gray was none other than Lian Wu, the city lord of Anxi City.

The night wind whipped up Lianwu's dark gray cloak, making it flutter loudly.

The city lord of Anxi City had a resolute face, but his brows revealed a hint of weariness.

Behind him, Qiu Yuan, kneeling, was stained with blood, and fragments of his bronze lamp lay scattered on the ground, gleaming eerily in the moonlight. Just then, the distant clouds suddenly stirred, and Lian Wu, her expression unchanged, turned to look.

Qiu Yuan's eyes, however, held a newfound wariness.

A few breaths passed.

Chen Zhian's figure materialized from the mist, the Divine Profound Sword hovering beside him, its blade crackling with lightning and fire.

"Lord of Anxi City," Chen Zhian bowed.

His gaze swept across the surrounding hills at that moment.

Hidden among the seemingly desolate, jumbled rocks are thirty-six array patterns, and seven more lurking, obscure auras—one from the Heavenly Palace and three from the Heavenly Palace.

These four powerful figures each seemed to wield a mysterious treasure, forming a large array and remaining extremely vigilant.

Chen Zhian remained expressionless and took a few steps forward.

Qiu Yuan immediately stood up, about to speak.

Lian Wu raised her hand to stop him and also bowed solemnly to Chen Zhi'an: "Sir, your Thunderfire Sword can slay Qiu Yuan but you do not kill him. You even used him to send a message to me. I, Lian Wu, have no choice but to come and see you."

Chen Zhian did not answer, but lightly tapped the air with his fingertips.

A burst of lightning and fire sword energy erupted, shattering a boulder three zhang away into pieces—array patterns were faintly visible behind the stone, now broken into pieces.

"Excellent formation," Chen Zhian said. "Why don't you fellow Daoists who are lying in ambush show yourselves?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Lian Wu's eyes, then he smiled wryly: "As the lord of a city, I have to be cautious. I hope you will understand, sir."

He clapped his hands lightly, and four figures emerged from the shadows. The one-armed old man at the head of the group had a powerful aura and was actually a Heavenly Realm cultivator.

"It's alright." Chen Zhian's gaze returned to Lian Wu: "Does the City Lord know that Sun and Moon Island is on the verge of collapse?"

"What do you mean by that, sir?"

With a wave of his sleeve, Chen Zhian dispersed the clouds and mist in the sky, and the phantom images of seven stone tablets appeared: "Powerful figures from beyond the clouds have gathered, intending to destroy the seven cities and seize their opportunities. Yong'an City and Anxi City are merely the beginning."

Lianwu looked up at the sky, where the inscriptions on the stone tablet shimmered.

He already knew about the powerful figures from beyond the clouds coming to Sun and Moon Island.

Even within this short day...

He had personally witnessed that towering pillar of light—saw the white-haired swordsman walking through the air, cleaving through the void.

I have also seen a girl who treads on a real dragon, who is skilled in the art of summoning spirits and uses the art of summoning spirits to kill the old dragon in Dragonlight City.

I've also heard that a female general in armor shot an arrow with her longbow, piercing through a mountain and taking away a treasure!
Thinking about all this, he began to waver.

"Those people from beyond the clouds," Lian Wu looked at Chen Zhian again, thinking of Zhao Qing, and felt that each of these people from beyond the clouds was terrifyingly strong: "Do they really want to destroy my seven cities?"

Chen Zhian flicked his sword finger, and the Divine Profound Sword hummed. "Zhao Qing's plot to destroy Yong'an is just the beginning."

Lian Wu's tone softened slightly: "How can you prove it, sir?"

Chen Zhian suddenly formed a sword with his fingers, and a beam of lightning and fire shot straight into the sky.

A crimson lightning flashed within the sword light; it was the lightning and fire sword energy left behind by Xu Yuchan!

The sword energy stretched for three hundred feet, as if the night sky had been torn apart.

The four hidden experts retreated in unison, and the one-armed old man turned deathly pale—the power of this sword was enough to easily annihilate Tianque!

"If I wanted to kill the city lord, why would I need any schemes or tricks?" Chen Zhian sheathed his sword.

Lian Wu felt a chill run down her spine when she recalled those terrifying figures.

I couldn't help but recall that astonishing swordsman's strike with the white hair...

"So," Lian Wu's voice was hoarse, "the seven cities on Sun and Moon Island are really going to perish?"

“If Anxi perishes, the people in the city will be devoured by the young powerhouses of the Great Qian Kingdom outside the clouds who cultivate the Dao of Blood Sacrifice.” Chen Zhian said, “By then, it will be too late for the city lord to write to me.”

The mountaintop fell into dead silence.

Qiu Yuan's face grew increasingly pale, and the four ambushers exchanged bewildered glances.

Lian Wu looked towards Yong'an City—the goddess statue gleamed faintly in the moonlight, as if witnessing this dialogue that would determine the fate of the seven cities.

"Sir," Lian Wu seemed more convinced, "why do you want to help me with the City of Anxi?"

Chen Zhian said, "I am not trying to save Anxi City. I have been entrusted by someone to protect that statue."

"Unfortunately, the figures you encountered were too powerful, and many powerful individuals were vying for the treasures within the stone tablet. I alone cannot protect the goddess statue."

Lian Wu was still hesitating.

Chen Zhian smiled slightly and turned around directly: "City Lord, you may return to your Anxi City. In less than three days, a powerful figure will arrive in Anxi City. By then... it will be too late for you to ask me to take action."

As he spoke, he stepped into the void, the surrounding clouds enveloping his body, making his figure appear and disappear.

Lian Wu watched Chen Zhian's retreating figure, then looked up at the seven stone tablets in the sky.

The second to last stone tablet bears the ancient Chinese word "Peace" and exudes a mysterious aura.

This aura suddenly sent a chill down the spine of the ambitious city lord.

He took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly hardened.

His gaze hardened, and he bowed to Chen Zhian in front of everyone.

"Sir, please save Parthia!"

Chen Zhian stopped and turned around to look at him.

His expression gradually turned solemn, but his voice seemed to carry the force of thunder.

"Join my ranks and obey my commands, and I will ensure the safety of Baoxi City."

Lian Wu bowed again, then took off the jade pendant from her waist and handed it to Chen Zhian with both hands before turning to leave.

As night deepened, Chen Zhian stood on the mountain and couldn't help but look up at the stone tablet in the sky.

There was no moon or stars in the sky, yet the seven stone tablets in the void still exuded a unique aura.

Chen Zhian took a deep breath and looked around...

One can vaguely see that many lights are flowing within this Daoist celestial palace.

Many fluctuations of true essence and supernatural power flowed within that radiance.

"Many people are vying for the opportunities in the Immortal Palace, while I am still struggling to protect Yong'an City."

Chen Zhian sighed, but there was little discouragement in his eyes; instead, his ambition soared.

"Opportunity..."

A slight smile appeared on his lips, and a thought flashed through his mind as the Jade Capital Map in the heavens slowly unfolded in his mind.

In the Jade Capital Map, the Qi of the Jade Capital circulated and the thick fog disappeared.

A pavilion thus came into view.

This pavilion is like a piece of jade, and a bright mirror hangs high on its roof.

Chen Zhian's smile widened.

“There are many powerful figures in Yong'an City and Anxi City, including four Heavenly Palaces... Even in the vast world outside the Daoist Immortal Palace, this is considered an extremely formidable force.”

However, their foundation is not particularly deep... But, in this world of Sun and Moon Island, in the Immortal Palace, Shen Zongyu and Lian Wu could not find the opportunities that I could easily find.

If these powerful individuals were given numerous opportunities to arm themselves…

Chen Zhian's thoughts flashed, and the various Jade Capital energies within the Jade Capital flowed into the Mirror Tower.

"The Mirror Tower can uncover all the opportunities in the world."

"Then let me take a look... what hidden opportunities lie within this Lower Immortal Palace."

(End of this chapter)