Thud! Thud! Thud!
A figure crawled up the stairs of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
He passed through one table after another and arrived beside Yuan Shaotian.
"Something happened to Yuan Lin?" Yuan Shaotian immediately asked.
He had already sensed it.
Zhang Yuanlin and he had a blood connection, and whenever something happened to the other party, he would feel it.
The visitor lowered his head.
"Yes, he was killed near the city gate!"
Yuan Shaotian's eyes became sharp.
"Who dared to kill him? Didn't they know he was my cousin, Yuan Shaotian?
Or were they unaware that I had sent him to invite all the geniuses in the city!
If he did something excessive, it should have been up to me to punish him.
Others had no right to touch him, let alone kill him!"
The visitor lowered his head.
"They probably all knew, but Young Master Zhang saw one of them and was filled with a murderous intent, which led to..."
He did not finish the sentence.
Murderous intent!
"Yuan Lin was filled with murderous intent? Who was it?
The Witch of the Yaoyue Sect? The one who once killed his brother?" Yuan Shaotian asked.
If it was the Witch of the Yaoyue Sect, it would indeed be troublesome!
The visitor shook his head.
"No, it was not; it was Young Master Zhang's admired person, the one he regarded as a goddess, Leng Bi Yue!"
Leng Bi Yue?
The geniuses in the Drunken Immortal Pavilion frowned one by one.
"What? It's Leng Bi Yue? How could Zhang Yuanlin develop murderous intent upon seeing her?" someone beside Yuan Shaotian questioned.
The visitor hesitated for a moment.
"Here!"
A spirit stone the size of a fingernail flew out and landed in his hand.
The visitor immediately put away the spirit stone and said in a low voice.
"It was because the Saintess of the Fairy Sect, Leng Bi Yue, recognized an unknown man as her master.
She even fed this man in a sedan chair!
Upon witnessing this scene, Young Master Zhang felt his goddess was humiliated and immediately tried to kill that man.
But he used all his trump cards, and it was still useless.
Sword Qi and the longsword shattered completely before they even reached the man on the opposite side.
He himself was also crushed by that man, dying without a corpse left."
Bam!
The entire table in front of Yuan Shaotian shattered.
"Dying without a corpse! Dying without a corpse!
Where is he? Where is he?" he shouted loudly.
The Profound Qi on his body trembled, forming a half-moon god shape.
It carried a cold and terrifying aura.
The visitor was startled, not daring to look at Yuan Shaotian.
Suddenly, his eyes moved, and he looked downstairs at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
"Over there, they're coming!" he pointed out the window.
Everyone's gaze fell towards the window.
A middle-aged man was carrying a sedan chair, walking slowly.
In the sedan, the breeze blew the curtains, and through the gaps, they could see two figures inside.
One of them was the Saintess of the Fairy Sect, Leng Bi Yue.
They didn't recognize the other man.
"They dare to come here, seeking death!" Yuan Shaotian said coldly, his killing intent evident.
A young man beside him reached out and held Yuan Shaotian.
"Shaotian, wait!" he stopped him.
Yuan Shaotian's eyes narrowed.
"Zhuo Feng, what are you doing? Why are you stopping me?
Don't you know this deep hatred is right in front of me? I must avenge it!"
If he didn't avenge it!
Wouldn't it be a total loss of face?
It would make people think he was a coward!
"Shaotian, don't be reckless. Look at who is carrying the sedan chair," Zhuo Tian said.
The person carrying the sedan chair!
"He seems to be the Sect Master of the Heishui Sect, Wudao Tian!
His cultivation is, the Four Extremes Secret Realm!"
This person was knowledgeable and recognized Wudao Tian's identity, revealing the other's cultivation.
"Four Extremes Secret Realm!" Yuan Shaotian's face changed slightly for a moment.
His cultivation reached the Dao Palace's Four Treasures Realm, not far from the Four Extremes Secret Realm.
He could fight Wudao Tian without falling behind.
But it wasn't only Wudao Tian; there was also the Saintess of the Fairy Sect, Leng Bi Yue.
Including a young man of unknown origin, who could make the Saintess bow her head!
"It is simply impossible for you to kill him alone!" Zhuo Tian said bluntly.
To face three, two of whom were genius-level beings!
How could Yuan Shaotian possibly win alone!
He suppressed his anger and killing intent, feeling neither able to stand nor sit for a moment.
"Wait until the tomb opens; we're going into the tomb to explore.
It will be full of dangers!
We'll find an opportunity to deal with them one by one," Zhuo Tian said using Secret Transmission, a method only the two of them knew.
Yuan Shaotian nodded.
"Alright."
He sat down again, and someone brought a new table to replace the broken one in front of him.
The Drunken Immortal Pavilion fell silent for a moment, everyone's minds constantly shifting.
"Senior Sister, can you recognize who that man is?" A cute, round-faced female cultivator, sitting by the window among two female cultivators dressed in gauze, asked.
The other female cultivator, untouched by a speck of dust, exuded an elder sister's aura, like a breeze in spring.
"I don't know him; I only know Leng Bi Yue!"
These two were female cultivators of Cihang Jingzhai, the cute-faced one called Jing Yin, and the other Jingxin.
They were Little Genius-level figures of Cihang Jingzhai!
Only a step away from being a genius.
Among them, Jingxin was friends with Leng Bi Yue.
"A man who could force Leng Bi Yue to recognize him as master is not to be underestimated.
Junior Sister, soon, use Secret Transmission to tell Leng Bi Yue that we're going to save her!
But be careful not to be discovered by that man!" Jingxin reminded.
"Understood, Senior Sister."
Thud, thud!
The sound came from the stairway, and all the cultivators unconsciously shifted their gaze towards the stairway.
They knew that Leng Bi Yue and that man had arrived!
A sedan chair appeared, followed by Wudao Tian.
He was carrying the sedan chair, heading upstairs.
"Master, we have arrived!" Wudao Tian said.
He scanned the area and found an empty spot in the corner.
He carried the sedan chair over and put it down.
"Master, we've reached the Drunken Immortal Pavilion."
"Hmm, order the dishes."
Wudao Tian bowed.
"Yes, Master."
Ha!
Suddenly, a sneering voice came from an unknown location within the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
"Needs a sedan chair to walk, has to have someone else order for him.
What a joke!
Doesn't he have legs or a mouth?" a sarcastic voice spread throughout the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
Wudao Tian's face sank.
"Who is it, who is speaking.
Hiding in the shadows, too afraid to show themselves!" he shouted.
But no one stood up, and no one answered him.
"Hehehe, murdered Yunxiao Sect's Little Genius, Zhang Yuanlin, in the street.
Here we have the genius of the Xuantian Sect, Yuan Shaotian!
He is Zhang Yuanlin's cousin and was just planning to avenge his cousin!
You still dare to come here, courting death!"
Yuan Shaotian furrowed his brow.
"Who is speaking, trying to sow discord.
Have the guts to stand out, don't be a coward hiding like a turtle."
*He was already furious and angry.*
*Now someone came to speak sarcastically and stir up trouble, which made him very unhappy.*
If it weren't for Yang Yan's side, having Leng Bi Yue and Wudao Tian.
*Would he hold back?*
"A coward should not talk about others being cowardly.
If you have the ability, then go and get your revenge!"
Yuan Shaotian, being taunted, felt humiliated.
"Shaotian, let's go." Zhuo Tian stood up and advised.
Yuan Shaotian followed him and stood up.
"Hahaha, already scared and about to leave?
The genius of the Xuantian Sect, nothing special after all."
A murderous intent emanated from Yuan Shaotian. He had never been spoken to in such a sarcastic tone.
Especially when the other party was disrespecting and underestimating his sect!
A voice came from inside the sedan chair.
"Who's the one rambling on and on."
"Haha, it's me, what can you do about it.
I don't know where you came from, but you dare talk to me like that.
If you've got the guts, come find me!
Let grandpa fight you a hundred rounds!"
Wudao Tian lowered his head.
"Master, shall I go find him?"
"This person hides his presence and uses secret techniques to speak.
Clearly, he doesn't want us to find him, and you won't be able to either.
Instead, let's have them line up, one by one, in front of me.
Leng Bi Yue!" Yang Yan ordered.
"Master, here I am."
"Soon, I'll ask questions one by one. If anyone can't answer, at my command, unleash the Heaven Flipping Seal and suppress them!"
"Yes, Master!"
Wudao Tian was about to make a move.
"Everyone, they're telling us to line up and follow their orders.
Clearly treating us Saint Heirs and Saintesses as trash, to be ordered around.
Don't you feel any anger?
Why don't we rush at him together and kill him?" The person in the crowd spoke again, trying to stir up trouble.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the Drunken Immortal Pavilion froze.