CHAPTER 471: CHAPTER 341: WHO’S MORE ARROGANT

In the world, is there a cultivation technique so powerful that it can even freeze time? Just thinking about it, Ye Lingyue couldn’t help but feel a secret terror.

And then there was the black energy that erupted from Wu Zhong’s body for a moment. To Ye Lingyue, all of this was far too mysterious.

Wu Zhong was like a bottomless black hole—the closer you got, the greater the danger of being devoured at any moment.

"Can’t bear to let me go, or have you already fallen in love with me?" Wu Zhong laughed softly.

"Get going if you’re going to go. I’m very busy, and besides, as a Hidden Guard for Feng Xun, it’s not good for you to be away for too long." Ye Lingyue glanced at him dismissively and urged him to leave.

"Hidden Guard, you think I’m that worthless guy’s Hidden Guard?" Wu Zhong sneered coldly, visibly displeased, and turned to leave.

"Isn’t that the case? That seems to be what Yan Jiu meant." Ye Lingyue was puzzled.

That damn Yan Jiu, he indeed needs a good thrashing lately, a glint of haze flashed across the bottom of Wu Zhong’s eyes.

Inside Yan City No.9, Yan Jiu, who was diligently busy improving the city’s performance, sneezed loudly, feeling a sudden chill around his neck, and he had a very bad premonition.

He touched his nose bridge.

"That kid Wu Zhong, what mischief is he up to this time? Had a secret room prepared, and then not even a shadow was seen."

Everyone thought that Ye Lingyue and Wu Zhong were still in the secret room, only Yan Jiu knew that on the day the Nirvana Heart Lotus was delivered, Wu Zhong had already left with Ye Lingyue.

As the City Lord of Yan City No.9, Yan Jiu was clear about this.

However, for Wu Zhong, that kid, to leave so urgently, without even a word of greeting, was indeed rare.

Yan Jiu was pondering when he suddenly heard a report from a Yan Yi Envoy.

"My Lord, several fast riders are heading towards Yan City. Judging by their appearance, they seem to be the Sixth Prince of Daxia, the Young Valley Master from Three-Life Valley and several distinguished guests from Beiqing."

Yan Jiu raised his eyebrows upon hearing this. What were these people doing in Yan City No.9?

Outside Yan City, Ye Lingyue had an unpleasant argument with Wu Zhong. When there was no sound from behind her for a while, she thought Wu Zhong had already left.

However, Wu Zhong took a few steps, then strode back, his smile sinister.

"Of course, without me, this ’Hidden Guard in the shadows,’ that trash would have died a hundred and eighty times over. Little Yueyue, remember, after we get to Beiqing, don’t get too close to that trash. I’m always watching.

With that, he disappeared satisfyingly and walked away.

This brainless, rude, and violent man!

Ye Lingyue kicked a stone next to her in anger, heading toward Yan City No.9.

The entrance to Yan City No.9 was just ahead.

Ye Lingyue suddenly heard the sound of iron hooves, with several swift horses approaching outside Yan City No.9.

"Ling Yue, as soon as I heard you were injured, I rushed over." Xiahou Qi rushed towards her, his face ashen.

Behind him, Hong Mingyue, Cong Lv, and others followed.

Everyone’s reactions varied; Hong Mingyue and Princess Qing Bi looked pleased, while Cong Lv frowned slightly.

At that moment, Yan Jiu came out from Yan City No.9 and heard the news, a bitter smile in his heart.

Well, he really couldn’t clear himself now, even if he jumped into the Yellow River—the injury had happened here after all.

When Xiahou Qi saw Ye Lingyue’s appearance, especially the bandage on her face, it was clear she was seriously injured, and his gaze suddenly shifted.

"Who did this." His fist clenched tightly, spiritual power instantly twisted the air around him.

"Is this not the Sixth Prince of Daxia? Let’s talk this out nicely." Yan Jiu, in his silver mask, inopportunely stepped forward, subtly shielding Ye Lingyue behind him, causing Xiahou Qi’s vision to swim.

Yan Jiu secretly thought that Wu Zhong must have already healed the young lady’s injuries.

But why didn’t he also heal her face?

Glancing at Xiahou Qi’s concerned expression, Yan Jiu grew even more speechless.

What a joke, he had allowed Feng Xun’s woman to be seriously injured on his own turf.

Finally, if he were to indulge Feng Xun’s rival to show affection to Feng Xun’s woman, he, as the elder brother, would be even more ashamed to face Feng Xun.

"Who are you?" Unaccustomed to the same gender coming so close all of a sudden, Xiahou Qi could only step back a few paces.

"I am the Yan City Lord, Yan Jiu."

After revealing his identity, everyone except from Cong Lv changed color.

Even individuals like Luo Song and Hong Mingyue were slightly moved.

Yan Jiu, the third most powerful figure in the Underworld Yama Palace, turned out to be the man before them, who seemed to speak so lightly?

"It was you who injured her!" Xiahou Qi was enraged, blaming himself for his negligence in not staying by Ye Lingyue’s side.

Yan Jiu raised his eyebrows at that moment, the spiritual power that had burst forth from the Sixth Prince of Daxia...

"Well, Miss Ye’s injury indeed has some relation to me, but rest assured, I will take responsibility." Yan Jiu’s original intention was to say that he would take care of the accommodations and all expenses for Ye Lingyue’s journey to Beiqing.

But as soon as he said this, Xiahou Qi’s anger intensified, and Cong Lv’s lips twitched with a feeling of speechlessness at the heavens. This Yan City Lord, could you please not be so offhand with your words? Your statement, as uttered, is easily misunderstood.

However, at this moment, Princess Qing Bi of Beiqing inopportunely interjected.

"Her face is ruined, looking like a ghost now; I reckon no one will want her in the future. Seeing as you wear a ghost mask yourself, surely you must be hideous too, why not just marry her and take responsibility."

Only then did Yan Jiu realize the implication in his own words and wanted to rephrase, but he found that Xiahou Qi was glaring at him with a look that could kill.

Yan Jiu inwardly disdained, but casually glanced at the "gabby" Qing Bi.

"Ah!" Qing Bi’s beauty turned pale as her steed suddenly let out a tragic cry.

The horse fell like a collapsing wall, crashing to the ground.

Its four bloody legs were still in place, with cuts so clean and even, it appeared as though they were sliced off by a single blade.

But just moments ago, no one had seen Yan Jiu make a move.

A chilling sensation crept up the spines of all present, and even Ye Lingyue couldn’t help but give Yan Jiu a few extra glances.

This man was probably only a little less formidable than Wu Zhong.

Qing Bi had already been helped up by her attendants, but she was so frightened that she couldn’t utter a word, and finally in a fit of anger said

"Cong Lv, he’s trying to assassinate this princess, won’t you take action and kill him!"

"Princess, as the Cong Family’s single lineage for three generations, please be considerate," said Cong Lv unkindly.

The implication being, I don’t wish to throw my life away.

Putting aside anything else, just Yan Jiu’s abilities in arranging arrays and prohibitions were unparalleled in the world. Within ten miles of Yan City No.9, there were traps laid by him. If he wished to kill someone here, it would be effortless.

Ye Lingyue and Lan Cai’er, along with others behind her, struggled to suppress their laughter, all secretly applauding Cong Lv in their minds.