Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

Yu Xintang is simply unbelievable.

What kind of extraordinary person would ask a dragon if it can swim?

Tan Suiting was led forward and asked, "Senior Sister, has Senior Brother woken up? Has he spoken to you?"

"How dare you speak underwater?" Nie Zhao asked without turning his head. "You think your seclusion to rebuild your spiritual veins is a midday rest?"

Yu Xintang followed behind, utterly speechless: "Could you speak any more politely?"

"cannot."

As the group prepared to fly to Ten Thousand Swords Mountain on their swords, their fingertips had just touched the hilts and the blades were not yet fully drawn when a tiny spark of fire suddenly streaked across the sky.

The talisman flew through the air at great speed, hovering steadily in front of everyone, and then made a soft "whoosh" sound the next moment.

The communication talisman burned out automatically, and the tiny embers scattered in the wind.

A familiar female voice rang out, clear and crisp in their ears.

"Someone came to cause trouble. They seemed pretty tough, but I couldn't beat them."

Shen Chunri's voice.

……

The three exchanged a glance.

Yu Xintang was taken aback at first, then chuckled softly at the sudden turn of events, her tone filled with disbelief and astonishment.

His eyebrows and eyes were gentle and kind, but his eyes were full of doubt: "There are still people who dare to cause trouble for the Feng Hua Sect?"

"Yes," Nie Zhao replied briefly, "Master and Senior Uncle are both in seclusion, Junior Uncle is taking a nap in the Abyss of Night Water, and the sect only has a few elders and deacons who can fight."

The absence of top-tier combat power is precisely the vulnerable moment when it is most easily exploited and provoked.

Shen Chunri has always looked down on people. Since she bluntly stated that the other party is very powerful, this matter should not be underestimated.

"Walk."

*

Feng Hua Sect.

The mountain gate is lush and green, with peach and bamboo trees growing wildly and blocking out the sun. Occasionally, a few light-colored petals fall.

Such a beautiful scene, yet the atmosphere is extremely tense.

Shen Chunri was dressed in a green robe, surrounded by the unique azure-green herbal spiritual energy of the Jade Serpent's pure blood. His expression was indifferent, and his spiritual power was taut.

She stood alone in the center of the mountain gate, her eyes filled with utmost vigilance.

"What kind of bastard are you?" the girl gritted her teeth coldly. "I said I won't lend it to you, so get lost!"

A group of cultivators dressed in identical attire stood opposite them.

The leader was dressed in a black sect robe with dark blue patterns. The robe was embroidered with fine, dark embroidery, and when the wind blew, the scale patterns faintly shimmered with a cold, eerie luster.

It was Ni Ziyuan, the sect leader of the Suyu Sect, who had traveled a long way to come.

Standing next to him was a middle-aged cultivator whose age was impossible to guess, but he was definitely over a hundred years old. His face was cold and stern, his eyebrows and eyes were long and narrow and sinister, his cultivation was unfathomable, and his aura was heavy and oppressive.

Behind them were twelve core disciples of the Suyu Sect, each with a refined aura, all of whom were carefully cultivated elites.

It is quite a coincidence that this sect was originally established by the Sulin Clan, a branch of the ancient East Sea Taixu Dragon Clan, but later separated from the East Sea.

Their ranking is neither high nor low; they haven't made it into one of the five major sects, but they are still quite renowned within the sects.

Today, they have stormed into the Feng Hua Sect with great fanfare, their intentions are clear, and they are determined to succeed.

Tan Suiting and the other two moved swiftly and landed beside Shen Chunri.

Seeing her arrive, the girl breathed a sigh of relief and, amidst her busy schedule, turned her head to greet her: "Xiao Tan, you're back! Your new clothes are so pretty."

Before Tan Suiting could say anything, Yu Xintang chimed in, "Of course! Look who chose me. Who in the entire Yanzhou can match me as well?"

He raised an eyebrow slightly and glanced around: "Where are the elders?"

Shen Chunri whispered, "They went to protect the outer disciples and the villagers at the foot of the mountain. There are too many women, children, and elderly people; they can't withstand being frightened."

Yu Xintang nodded, relieved: "Remember to protect the pigs, and they can't die."

"..."

Upon seeing the group, Ni Ziyuan's gaze swept over them before settling heavily on Tan Suiting, his expression one of condescending scrutiny.

This boy posed the greatest threat to him.

"The disciples of Fenghua Sect have gathered quite quickly," Ni Ziyuan said in a low, hoarse voice, tinged with arrogance. "I have come here today not to seek trouble or make enemies, but to ask for one thing."

"Oh? Borrow something?" Nie Zhao crossed his arms, raised an eyebrow, and tilted his chin slightly, exuding arrogance. "Then I can give you the answer right now."

Seemingly never having seen such an arrogant junior before, Ni Ziyuan was taken aback.

"Given the despicable actions of your Suyu Sect," Nie Zhaofeng narrowed her eyes and coldly uttered, "no matter what it is, even a leaf or a handful of dust, our Fenghua Sect—"

"I won't lend any of them."

"Insolence!" Ni Ziyuan's eyes darkened. "How dare a young man speak to an old man like that!"

His spiritual power surged, and he arrived with an overwhelming pressure.

Nie Zhao took a cold step forward, and phoenix flames instantly rose behind him!

The intense flames transformed into a vaguely enormous phoenix, which roared and crashed out.

One red and one black, their auras clashed fiercely. Nie Zhao, who was a rank lower than him, did not yield an inch.

Ni Ziyuan's eyes trembled.

This is the Phoenix Maiden of this lineage.

Yu Xintang coughed lightly, turned her head and leaned close to Tan Suiting's ear, quickly explaining to him what had happened to Suyu Sect and Wendao Sect recently.

Seeing Nie Zhao's arrogance, the disciple behind Ni Ziyuan gritted his teeth and rebuked, "Your Fenghua Sect is only ranked last among the five major sects, yet you dare to be so disrespectful! Let your master come out and speak!"

Ni Ziyuan watched coldly.

Master, you definitely can't get out.

If he hadn't known that those two old fogies were in seclusion, he wouldn't have brought a Taixu Realm expert here today to forcefully demand the spiritual treasure.

"What," Yu Xintang lazily raised her eyes, her fingertips twirling as several talismans floated around her, "you, a disciple whom I almost couldn't tell was a dog or a pig from a distance, can speak here so arrogantly? Our Feng Hua Sect's chief disciple, are you less impressive than us?"

"you!"

Ni Ziyuan raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through the four people, looking at the long whip curved like a full moon at the entrance of Feng Hua Sect. His tone was firm and forceful, each word clear: "I heard that His Highness the Crown Prince was seriously injured at Wan Jian Mountain four years ago, losing all his original power. He relied on the long-lost Dragon Clan treasure, the Dragon Scale, to rebuild his original power. Am I wrong?"

Tan Suiting's eyebrows and eyes were as white as snow, as if they had been tempered in cold spring water. His gaze was indifferent as he quietly looked at the person in front of him.

It turns out they were after the dragon scales.

Seeing that he did not refute, Ni Ziyuan continued, "We trace our lineage back to the Jade Sect. In ancient times, we were a branch of the Taixu Dragon Clan of the East Sea. Logically speaking, when ancient treasures are born, we should also have a share."

"The reason I've come today is to ask the Feng Hua Sect to return the Dragon Scale."

Those few words instantly froze the atmosphere in the room.

Shen Chunri's eyebrows suddenly twitched, and the nonchalant look in his eyes vanished, replaced by coldness: "Ask about the dragon scale? That was brought back by my senior brother from Ten Thousand Swords Mountain. It's his spiritual weapon. How can you just lend it to him like that? You're blind and have mistaken me for someone else."