The immortals of the Sanshi Hall were used to acting arrogantly.
Even when seeing Jiang Yumo, a suspected Immortal King realm powerhouse, leading them, Zuo Qing showed no great fear.
Instead, he said coldly, "We are immortals of the Sanshi Hall, ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) here only to find a female immortal. As far as I know, she has no connection with your Yixing Pavilion.
Hand her over and don't cause trouble.
Immortal friends are smart people and should know how to choose.
If you risk the entire sect for an outsider, that wouldn't be worthwhile!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yumo revealed a smile, breathtakingly beautiful.
"Sanshi Hall, you sure talk big! I really want to see what this 'trouble' looks like."
Seeing she was stubborn as ever, Zuo Qing could only give up.
After all, if they really started fighting, they would gain nothing.
He prepared to leave with a harsh remark, planning to go back and bring stronger Sanshi Hall cultivators to restore face.
"Wait, what do you take our Yixing Pavilion for? Coming here to bark twice and then just leave?
If this gets out, how will others see our Yixing Pavilion?
In my opinion, none of you should leave!"
From the moment Zuo Qing threatened to raze Yixing Pavilion, Jiang Yumo never intended to let them live.
In an instant, a ball of golden flames appeared out of thin air, instantly engulfing Zuo Qing and a dozen or so Sanshi Hall immortals.
In barely two breaths’ time,
everything turned to nothingness, their souls utterly destroyed!
Seeing this, Lü Wanzhu immediately shouted loudly, "Senior uncle, majestic!"
Beside her, Huangfu Baizhi narrowed her eyes slightly.
Is this the power of the Immortal King realm? Truly terrifying.
Jiang Yumo swept her large sleeves, opening the immortal sect’s grand formation and flew inside with Huangfu Baizhi.
"What is going on with these Sanshi Hall people? Did outsiders really enter our sect?"
Lü Wanzhu promptly recounted Luo Ning’s “fake” experience.
Jiang Yumo frowned slightly — these Sanshi Hall immortals were far too overbearing.
But to be fair, hearing they caused a big uproar in the Central Continent, caution was warranted.
So she instructed Lü Wanzhu to strengthen the sect’s defenses to prevent these barking dogs from further disturbances.
Though she thought perhaps there would be no more; after all, her strikes were best at obliterating all traces.
"By the way, senior uncle, how come you suddenly came back so coincidentally?"
Lü Wanzhu was very curious.
In her impression, Jiang Yumo traveled constantly outside and rarely returned to the sect.
As her master said, she simply could not sit still.
Facing the unexpected question, Jiang Yumo looked slightly embarrassed, then pulled Huangfu Baizhi beside her.
"This one just ascended from the mortal realm. I saw her innate talent was uncommon, so I wanted her to join our Yixing Pavilion.
This also counts as fresh blood injected into the sect.
By the way, where is your master? Send her out to see me!"
Jiang Yumo had not forgotten the main purpose of this visit, so she wanted to find Qin Xihe’s whereabouts immediately.
Lü Wanzhu said rather aggrievedly, "Senior uncle, you came too late. Master went out traveling. She had promised to take me along, but after emerging from seclusion a few days ago, for some unknown reason she changed her mind and insisted on going alone.
She strictly forbade me to follow. I don’t know why."
Jiang Yumo instantly noticed the strangeness.
A few days ago? Emerging from seclusion?
Wasn’t that exactly the same time she herself had awakened?
She hurriedly asked, "Where did your master go traveling?"
"I don’t know. The original plan we made was to go to Yourong City in the Southern Heavenly Realm, a paradise for immortals’ trade."
Lü Wanzhu’s eyes revealed a longing.
If possible, who wouldn’t want to travel outside? Staying in this sect every day, what’s the point?
Jiang Yumo smiled faintly.
Right, that’s it — Yourong City!
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