Chapter 0122: 0122
Stained Glass Sky Peak, Stained Glass Palace .
The palace was like an iceberg perched on the mountain . It really had the feel of an immortal palace . Those that roamed within this immortal palace were like immortal men and women .
In the palace of glass, two women faced each other . The lush beauty with a severe nature, Lan Huayi, and the warm and tender Lan Boli .
The two spoke for a while . Lan Boli showed a hint of worry . "Auntie, the Zhongyuan Dao Sect is overboard, actually teaming up with ghostly cultivators and demons . Is there no one to stop them?"
Lan Huayi barked a laugh . "In our area, the Dong Sheng Divine Continent is the furthest east . It's far from the center, and is considered a whole other world by itself . The martial cultivators in the Dong Sheng Divine Continent are not even worth mentioning . When one is far away from authority, the powers that be will not intervene . Furthermore, it is unlikely that anyone will be able to provide assistance in such a short amount of time . ”
"And by the time someone does, the Bipo Mountain Range will probably already be Jiang Xie's," Lan Huayi added as an afterthought .
"Then, can we ask for help from 'that place?’ After all, the Heavenly Sword Sect is part of them . "
Speaking of that place, Lan Huayi shook her head . "It's too far, and there's too little time . Even if we succeed, they might not take it seriously . And even if they do hurry over, they still might not make it in time . "
"Is the situation really so urgent?" Lan Boli worried .
"Mm . We don't know what they are preparing . In truth, they should have attacked earlier . Even so, killing Yang Qing was already a signal . I estimate that in a few days . . . . "
Lan Huayi's expression was ugly . She had fought with Feng Xueya for so long, only to be invaded by outsiders .
"Then how should we deal with it?" Lan Boli asked .
Lan Huayi looked at her . "None of your business . Beating them off is up to us . "
"Auntie, I'm already at the eighth tier of the Qi Condensation Realm," Lan Boli grumbled .
"And so what?" Lan Huayi was firm on this . She did not want Lan Boli to fight . She shot her a sharp glance . "Boli, have you fallen in love with Night Wishes for Snow?"
"Eh . . . . " Lan Boli started a little suspiciously . "Auntie, why would you suddenly ask something like that? It's not important . "
"Speak . " Lan Huayi stood there, menacing .
Lan Boli stammered, "This is my personal business, and nothing much compared to the survival of the sect . . . . "
"I object," Lan Huayi interrupted . And then she softened her tone . "Boli, you and him belong in different worlds . Once we are past this impediment, I will apply to send you to that place, and then you will be forever separated, one in heaven the other on earth . There is no chance!"
"I . . . . " Lan Boli's eyes were brimming .
If she went there, did it mean they could never meet again? And even if they did, there might be a gulf between them .
. . . . . .
The Zhongyuan Dao Sect was located to the east of the Bipo Mountain Range, on the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain . It was a mountain twice as high as Heavenly Peak, and their superior numbers had built many palaces around the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain .
On the west side of the Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain, there was Fuli Palace, which was the territory of the prince of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, Jiang Junlin .
Ever since their return from the Heavenly Sword Sect, Fuli Palace had been ringing with curses and rants . The voice had only subsided recently .
Fuli Palace was plastered with talismans everywhere, with a huge eight trigram diagram in the center . It looked like an extremely proper place, and proudly displayed the righteousness of an orthodox sect .
However, within Fuli Palace stood seven people, completely dressed in black, and their heads masked . They were garbed in the same manner the Spectral Concubine had been . They were of a spread in height, gender, and appearance, but each had the intensity and sinister aura that eclipsed the Spectral Concubine's tenfold . Compared to them, the Spectral Concubine was but a small child .
Their presence filled Fuli Palace with an eerie atmosphere . A closer listen would discern low, ghostly cries . Shadows flitted through the curtains, lurking under beds and around corners . And the ground thudded as though huge beasts roamed below one's feet .
Although they wore headscarves, a sharp stench of blood permeated the place, unable to be concealed . These seven were murderers, cultivators of the Ghostly Dao . In the East Sea, they were well known as the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts .
Of course, they called themselves the Scarlet Sea's Seven Immortals .
In Fuli Palace, the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts stood to one side . On the other was Jiang Xie, standing proper in a black-and-white dao robe . His hands were clasped behind his back, and Jiang Junlin was sitting in the lotus position on the ground before him . Jiang Junlin completed his cultivation . He wiped the fine sweat that had gathered on his brow and stood up .
"Have you recovered?" Jiang Xie asked .
"Mm . The Reunion Pill is indeed effective . After my Chest Meridian recovered, because it had a spiritual source before, re-condensing qi only required Spirit Concentration Pills . And now I'm back at my previous level . I just don't know if there are any scars or trauma left . " As he said this, Jiang Junlin recalled his own defeat at Wu Yu's hands . His face darkened and grew malicious .
"Father! That Wu Yu humiliated me twice! And this time, he almost crippled me! I hate him so . I will be repaid, blood for blood . I will personally end him, and smash his corpse into a thousand pieces . I will make him suffer all the pains of this world, and die in exquisite agony . Only that will ease my hate!"
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