The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 54 Yao Chi Saint
The Holy Maiden of Yao Chi!

There was a commotion in the Heavenly Demon Treasure Palace. Even those sitting inside the palace stood up and walked out excitedly.

Many of them are the young masters of a certain faction, or the direct descendants of a Taoist lineage. Now, they flock to her just by hearing these four words, which shows how influential the Saint Maiden of Yao Chi is.

The little nun in white showed curiosity and anticipation on her face, and Prince Xia Yiming of Daxia also looked leisurely and fascinated. But when his eyes fell on Ning Qingyi, he found that he remained calm, which surprised him.

"Brother Ning, could it be that you are acquainted with the Saintess of Yao Chi?" Xia Yiming was a little surprised.

"We met once, but we didn't interact much." Ning Qing shook his head.

"In the Eastern Wasteland, few can remain calm upon hearing the name of the Saintess of Yao Chi. Brother Ning has indeed achieved great success in his cultivation." Xia Yiming stood in awe, but added, "However, ever since the Yao Chi Quasi-Emperor revived, he has been gaining a reputation as the leader of the Eastern Wasteland. Even if Brother Ning is the descendant of the Quasi-Emperor, he should not be neglected."

From his words, he actually began to feel wary of Yao Chi.

Ning Qingyi was curious when he heard this and asked, "My sect has been passed down for millions of years, and its foundation was exhausted long ago, but we also have a master who has broken through the threshold of the Quasi-Emperor and suppressed the world. Daxia has been around for over 200,000 years. Regardless of whether the Grand Emperor has enfeoffed an imperial son in the world, I believe it must have a lot of foundation. Why are you so afraid, brother?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Yiming raised his eyebrows and sighed, "Brother Dao is indeed worthy of being the descendant of a great sect, and his insights are extraordinary. However, the rule of the Divine Dynasty is ultimately different from that of the Holy Land. Although my clan has a solid foundation, I don't know if there are any Quasi-Emperors alive."

The implication is that there are no quasi-emperor-level figures still alive in the Great Xia Dynasty.

Ning Qingyi thought about it for a while and understood.

The emperor's family has the emperor's blood flowing in it. As long as they don't encounter misfortunes in the underworld like the Sun Emperor's family, or take root in the Burial Emperor Star, there will be an endless stream of masters in the holy realm.

But the quasi-emperor is different. He is the one who truly has the hope of becoming an emperor.

Even if one possesses imperial blood, except for the direct descendants of the Great Emperor, even a third-generation descendant cannot be said to have achieved the Quasi-Emperor realm. In comparison, the Holy Land, which relies on scripture as its inheritance, has a higher probability of producing a Quasi-Emperor than a Great Emperor family.

Now that the Quasi-Emperor Yao Chi has appeared, apart from the terrifying figures lurking in the restricted area of ​​the entire Beidou ancient star, perhaps only Gai Jiuyou in Zhongzhou, the believer in Amitabha Buddha in Ximo, and the Holy Spirit hiding in the Qinling Mountains are qualified to contend with the Quasi-Emperor Yao Chi.

In this way, Yaochi is truly worthy of being the leader of all the holy places in the Eastern Wilderness. After all, the Ji family, the Jiang family, and the demon clan do not have any quasi-emperor-level foundation in the world.

Ning Qingyi thought this through and couldn't help but say, "If that's the case, if someone could form a bond with the Saintess of Yaochi, wouldn't that be like reaching heaven in one step?"

Xia Yiming and Xia Yilin, the brother and sister, couldn't help but look at him with strange eyes.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" Ning Qingyi couldn't help but ask back.

"Brother Ning is indeed courageous." Xia Yiming shook his head and laughed loudly.

At this moment, the crowd was talking, and then the voices of passers-by were heard.

"Is that the Saintess of Yaochi of this generation?"

"The heir of the Heavenly Demon Palace, Yao Yuekong, is personally leading the way. Who else could it be other than the Saintess of Yaochi?"

Soon, a woman came from outside the hall. She was the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi who had met once in Yuding Cave Heaven.

She was still unclear, her graceful and slender body shrouded in brilliant light, as if she was standing in the Guanghan Palace, holy and distant, making people feel that she could never be approached.

Yao Yuekong led the way for him. Besides them, there were also Jiang Yifei, the siblings Ji Haoyue and Ji Ziyue, the Saint of Yaoguang, the Saint of Zifu, and others. Besides that, there was also an acquaintance of Ning Qingyi's. "Ye Fan, why are you here too?" Ning Qingyi was filled with surprise and couldn't help but send a voice message.

Not far behind the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi, a young man in a green robe walked in with a curious look on his face, as if he had never seen the world before. Behind him, there was a big black dog, which looked around with squinted eyes and seemed to be muttering something.

Ye Fan received the voice transmission and looked over with surprise, then couldn't help but close his eyes with an expression that seemed like he was about to die.

The next moment, the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi, who was like the moon surrounded by stars, walked towards him with graceful lotus steps.

"Brother Ning, we meet again." The voice of the Saint Maiden of Yao Chi echoed like the sound of immortals, clearly spreading to every corner.

She was still shrouded in mist, and her true appearance could not be seen clearly, but the more so, the more people wanted to see her beautiful face.

Ning Qingyi naturally noticed that Ye Fan's expression was different, and her heart skipped a beat as she said, "Long time no see, fairy."

The Saintess of Yaochi uttered a heavenly voice and said, "When I met Brother Dao in the past, I felt familiar with him. After the Grand Master came to the world, I met Brother Ye and finally understood the reason. Please stay and talk."

"Could it be that my sect is destined to be with Yao Chi?" Ning Qingyi suppressed his uneasiness and said calmly, "Since the fairy has invited me, I will just wait."

The conversation between the two was not hidden from others. When it fell into the ears of everyone, it took on a different meaning. Many people looked at him with hostility.

"It's him, the one who defeated the Holy Son Yaoguang..." Someone among the people who followed the Holy Maiden Yaochi in said this.

"Little Heavenly Venerable, I don't know who gave you such a title..." Some people also sneered.

Ning Qingyi's divine consciousness was so strong that he quickly locked onto the hostile person in the crowd. He did not say a word, but instead used his telepathy.

In an instant, all those who had hostility towards Ning Qingyi had dark clouds covering their minds, dyeing the sky as black as ink. Lightning flashed and disappeared, and a golden god walked out.

Carrying unparalleled power, every step shook the soul. It became bigger and bigger, and when the last step landed, it squeezed out the dark clouds and occupied the entire sky!

"Hmph!" Someone's cultivation was not good enough and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Puff" Some people even couldn't help spitting out blood, their faces were pale, and it was obvious that they were seriously injured.

"Brother Ning, long time no see." At this moment, the Holy Son Yaoguang suddenly approached.

There was a divine light behind him, like a huge furnace ready to move, and it looked amazing.

Ning Qingyi looked at him, and the smile on his face turned cold. "It's you, can you seriously fight me this time?"

The Holy Son Yaoguang had a calm expression. He had already made preparations for a meeting with Ning Qingyi before coming to the Holy City. He did not accept the provocation and said calmly, "My cultivation is not yet mature enough. I am not up to the task of being Brother Ning's opponent. It is better to choose someone else..."

Ning Qingyi felt his fear and did not respond, only because Ye Fan walked over with a heavy expression.

"Qingyi, you have to be mentally prepared." Ye Fan lowered his voice and said heavily.

Ning Qingyi's heart sank, and he almost subconsciously used the Fuxi Bagua, but he couldn't calculate whether it would be a blessing or a disaster.

(End of this chapter)