The Goddess Chronicles: Starting by Holding the Fairy's Fate in His Hands

Xiao Jianren felt aggrieved, but he dared not act recklessly in front of Ji Ziyue.

He glared at Lin Yi fiercely, then helped his two junior brothers away in a sorry state.

Ji Ziyue glanced at Lin Yi and helplessly transmitted her voice, "You rascal, you can't stay still for a moment. You've already offended the Qingyun Sect as soon as you arrived."

"However, those few strikes were fast and ruthless, taking down two Great Perfection cultivators in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. In this year's Southern Region competition, the Dan Ding Sect will no longer be at the bottom."

The atmosphere became much more relaxed after Ji Ziyue left.

Zhao Yazhi's eyes lit up. "Junior Brother Lin Yi, that throwing knife was so cool!"

Xin Zhilei said softly, "Junior brother, thank you for helping me out."

Lin Yi waved his hand, "Senior Sister Xin, don't be so polite. To deal with that kind of person, you have to make him lose face."

Ye Qingwan trembled and lowered her head. "A seemingly respectable but ultimately worthless person... isn't Ren Tianxing one too?"

Lin Yi picked up the three flower crowns and said with a smile, "Senior sisters, let me put them on you."

First, we put the flowers on Xin Zhilei; they made her even more beautiful.

When Zhao Yazi put it on, she looked just like an elf.

Only Ye Qingwan remained standing alone, clutching the hem of her clothes.

Lin Yi grinned mischievously, "Oh, so you're feeling embarrassed now? How could you forget my Holy Maiden? We know each other best."

Ye Qingwan's face flushed red. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Lin Yi gently placed the flower crown on her head.

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

So beautiful.

The cool beauty, set against the backdrop of fresh flowers, possesses the most beautiful colors in the world.

The old man selling flower crowns stared wide-eyed. "A fairy... I've never seen such a beautiful fairy..."

Ye Qingwan quickly put on her veil and said reproachfully, "Why are you all staring at me like that!"

But when a veil is worn, it adds a touch of hazy beauty.

Lin Yi's smile froze abruptly, his pupils contracting. "That look, that aura... how come she looks so much like the Supreme Elder? Could it be? Has she been possessed?"

His scalp tingled, and he dared not think any further.

Suppressing the turmoil, he took the three girls for a stroll before returning to his residence at the Dan Ding Sect.

Just entered the house...

"boom!!!"

The door was blasted open, and wood chips flew everywhere!

A dozen or so sword cultivators rushed in, making it hard for everyone to breathe.

Ji Ziyue and the two elders rushed to the front yard.

Leading the group was an elderly man in a green robe, Master He Ming, the leader of the Qingyun Sect.

He said coldly, "Fellow Daoist Ji, this brat stole my niece's woman and crippled the cultivation of two disciples of my sect."

"If you don't hand over the person today, don't blame me for taking matters into my own hands!"

Lin Yi's heart sank. "After beating the young one, the old one comes along. This old bastard is even more shameless than Xiao Jianren."

Ji Ziyue stood in front of Lin Yi and said coldly, "He Ming! Whether a disciple wins or loses depends on their own ability."

"You're bullying the weak and falsely accusing us. Don't you have any shame about the Qingyun Sect?"

He Ming narrowed his eyes.

He hadn't expected Ji Ziyue to go to such lengths for a Foundation Establishment disciple.

This unusual attitude made him even more determined to get rid of Lin Yi.

The terrifying pressure pressed down like a mountain, and all the disciples turned pale.

Looking at the figure blocking his way, Lin Yi felt a warmth in his heart, followed by a surge of ruthlessness. "Old man! You want my life? I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

Ji Ziyue's face was as cold as ice. "He Ming! This is the territory of the Dan Ding Sect; it's not your place to run wild!"

"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

He Ming was furious.

The ancient sword soared into the sky, its aura of a Golden Core cultivator at the Great Perfection stage like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing.

The entire mansion was trembling.

Ji Ziyue took the impact head-on, letting out a muffled groan as blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

But she stood firmly in front of Lin Yi.

A flash of sword light.

Ji Ziyue was sent flying backward and crashed heavily to the ground, her white clothes blooming with blood.

"Uncle-Master Ji!"

The disciples of the Dan Ding Sect exclaimed in unison.

He Ming fixed his cold gaze on Lin Yi, "You little bastard, who can save you now?"

The spiritual energy condensed into a giant palm, aimed directly at Lin Yi.

"Don't even think about touching my older brother!"

Xin Zhilei, Zhao Yazi, and Qiang Xiong rushed forward and blocked them.

He Ming casually waved his hand, sending them all flying.

The giant hand still reached for Lin Yi.

Life and death hang in the balance.

"Oh."

A cold laugh drowned out all other sounds.

Ye Qingwan took a step forward.

Her demeanor has completely changed.

An aura a hundred times stronger than He Ming's suddenly descended!

The giant palm of spiritual energy shattered inch by inch!

He Ming trembled, nearly kneeling, "A...a Nascent Soul?!"

Ji Ziyue's beautiful eyes widened in surprise. "As expected! The Supreme Elder has always posed as a Saintess!"

Lin Yi's heart skipped a beat. "Oh no! Ye Qingwan is such a witch! I flirted with her and yelled at her before, is she going to slap me to death?"

Ye Qingwan coldly uttered a single word, "Get out!"

She gently raised her jade-like hand.

He Ming spat out a mouthful of blood and, in the blink of an eye, led the Qingyun Sect disciples away, disappearing completely.

Ye Qingwan's breath quickly faded, and her body swayed slightly.

Ji Ziyue suppressed the turmoil in her heart and said, "Go back to your rooms and rest."

Lin Yi returned to his room and leaned against the door. "I never imagined Ye Qingwan was the Supreme Elder! I actually managed to seduce the sect's biggest boss? And become her inner demon?"

The more he thought about it, the colder he felt down his spine.

run!

Must run!

But then I thought, Ye Qingwan was doing this to protect him.

That look in his eyes was clearly full of affection.

Inside the main house, Ye Qingwan was weak.

Ji Ziyue bowed respectfully, "Disciple greets the Supreme Elder! Your injuries..."

"It's alright! My identity, especially to Lin Yi, must not be revealed."

"Yes."

"Lin Yi will definitely be busy during this sect competition, so keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't suffer any losses."

"Your disciple obeys."

Ji Ziyue left the room and gently closed the door.

A look of disbelief crossed her face. "Just who is this Lin Yi? Even the Supreme Elder is so concerned about him?"

Nothing happened that night.

However, the news that the Nascent Soul stage pressure erupted at the Dan Ding Sect's headquarters last night, and that He Ming of the Qing Yun Sect had to vomit blood and flee, had already spread throughout all the major sects.

It was just dawn.

A royal guard delivered a gold-embossed invitation.

The poster was none other than the Prince of Zhennan, the most powerful figure in the Great Chu Dynasty.

Ji Ziyue's heart sank.

The Prince of Zhennan wielded immense power, and it was rumored that he could rival the emperor.

She breathed a sigh of relief upon learning that the Dan Ding Sect was not the only one invited.

She summoned her disciples, "Pack yourselves up and come with me to the banquet."

Lin Yi raised an eyebrow. "The Prince of Zhennan is hosting a banquet at this time? Interesting."

He changed into a blue brocade robe, which made his face look as white as jade and his posture upright.

Xin Zhilei and Zhao Yazi's gazes lingered for a few more seconds.

A hint of approval flashed in Ji Ziyue's eyes.

Mu Yun, Mu Chen, and Mu Haoxuan looked grim, feeling quite uncomfortable.

The group headed to the Zhennan Prince's Mansion.

The atmosphere on the road was somber.

Last night, Ye Qingwan displayed her extraordinary power, and no one knew how to face her.

Lin Yi pretended to be stupid, and continued to flirt with Ye Qingwan at times and ignore her at others.

Ji Ziyue felt a chill run down her spine. "This kid dares to mess with even a Nascent Soul ancestor."

Lin Yi was trying to figure out the details of the Great Chu royal family in his mind.

The emperor of the Great Chu Dynasty remained secluded for most of the year, while seven princes each ruled their own territory.

The Prince of Zhennan was the most powerful, and he was vaguely able to rival the royal family.

The crown prince was mediocre, and most of the court affairs were handled by the crown princess, Yan Qingluan.

This Crown Princess is extremely shrewd and cunning.

"Damn it, this industry is too chaotic."

Lin Yi pursed his lips.

The majestic Zhennan Prince's Mansion came into view.

Lin Yi was stunned again. "A prince's mansion is more magnificent than the main hall of the Dan Ding Sect? Wouldn't the imperial palace have to be paved with spiritual veins?"

A large crowd gathered in front of the Prince's Mansion.

When the Dan Ding Sect's group approached, several other groups spontaneously made way for them.

Several familiar elders stepped forward, "Fellow Daoist Ji, we heard about what happened last night. You've avenged us!"

Ji Ziyue smiled calmly, "Those who bully others by relying on their power will only bring shame upon themselves."

A middle-aged man quickly approached; he was none other than the trusted steward of the Prince of Zhennan.

Several princes accompanied him.

The eldest son, who was at the head of the group, was tall and imposing, and his aura was unfathomable.

Lin Yi's gaze sharpened. "Golden Core cultivation, solid foundation, a tough opponent."

The prince's gaze swept across the crowd, lingering for a moment on Ye Qingwan and Xin Zhilei, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes.

He stepped aside to lead the way, saying, "I have long heard of the unparalleled beauty and elegance of the Immortal Maiden of the Pill Cauldron Sect. Please, everyone!"

Lin Yi was used to it.

It would be strange if he didn't fall for Ye Qingwan and Xin Zhilei.

The group was led into a spacious and magnificent hall.

The hall is decorated with carved beams and painted rafters, and can easily accommodate several thousand people.

The guests took their seats, and the noise gradually subsided.

Everyone realized it.

The main character for tonight is about to make his appearance.

Lin Yi plopped down, ignoring everyone, and started eating voraciously.

He stuffed the spiritual fruit into his mouth, secretly storing the pits into his spiritual spring space.

"This is incredible! If these seeds are planted, won't this space turn into an orchard?"

As he chewed, he sized up the various masters, and his heart sank. "Each of them exudes a calm aura; none of them are easy to deal with."

The focus of the entire event was still Ye Qingwan.

That aloof and refined aura drew countless gazes from the moment I entered.

Xin Zhilei is also someone people are interested in, but standing next to Ye Qingwan, her brilliance is somewhat overshadowed.

A scantily clad, beautiful woman turned to face Ji Ziyue. "Oh, Fairy Ji, how come even a Foundation Establishment stage brat has infiltrated? Is the Pill Cauldron Sect out of talent?"

Ji Ziyue immediately retorted, "My disciple defeated two Foundation Establishment Grand Perfection cultivators from the Qingyun Sect with a single move yesterday. Does your Yinmo Sect have that kind of ability?"

Feeling embarrassed, Ma Yanmei gave Lin Yi a flirtatious wink.

Lin Yi got goosebumps. "This old woman thinks she can hook up with me?"

The atmosphere was awkward.

The Prince of Zhennan strode out, downed three cups of spirit wine in quick succession, and said, "Gentlemen, you have come from afar; I have failed to provide adequate hospitality!"

A burly monk with a fierce face shouted at the top of his lungs, "Your Highness, what's the point of just drinking? Why not let the disciples from different sects have a little competition!"

The elders of each sect echoed this sentiment.

Who wouldn't want to show off in front of the Prince of Zhennan?

Prince Zhennan chimed in, "Then let's do as Master Xuechu says! Let's stop here and not ruin the harmony!"

The young experts immediately rolled up their sleeves, eager to try their skills.

Most of the male cultivators' eyes were on Ye Qingwan, while the rest were stealing glances at Xin Zhilei.

Mei Yulian of the Heavenly Demon Sect gave him a wink.

A long-haired man emanating black energy strode forward, his gaze fixed on the Dan Ding Sect's seats. "I am Shi Chengji!"

"I've heard that the fairy maiden of the Pill Cauldron Sect possesses extraordinary martial arts skills. Would any of you be willing to come down and offer some pointers?"

Anyone with eyes can see that the feud between the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Pill Cauldron Sect has been going on for a long time.

Lin Yi figured it out.

The Heavenly Demon Sect practices the evil art of sexual exploitation, and once one becomes involved, one's Dao heart will collapse.

The Dan Ding Sect pursues the orthodox path of dual cultivation, and most of its disciples are still virgins.

Compared to the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Pill Cauldron Sect is simply a righteous sect!