Chapter 548: Chapter 479: Heading to Xuan Yue City (5K2, Seeking Monthly Pass)_3 Chapter 548: Chapter 479: Heading to Xuan Yue City (5K2, Seeking Monthly Pass)_3 “Let’s walk and talk.”
Shen Yi had no intention of getting involved in these people’s fight; he was simply intrigued by the Aquatic Race mentioned by the drunkard.
“What are you talking about? Don’t you know? The Aquatic Race came bearing gifts and became esteemed guests of the Xuan Yue City Lord,” said the drunkard.
Clearly a chatterbox, no one around dared to or was willing to listen to him. Suddenly, someone took up his talk. It didn’t matter to him whether that someone was a Cultivator or whatever, he immediately opened up.
He indignantly pointed to the sky, “Who in these three hundred cities doesn’t know? The prosperity of Xuan Yue City is thanks to the nurturing hand of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect. Aren’t they afraid of the Heavenly Sword Sect’s immortals beheading them with a single strike!”
Upon hearing this, Ke Shisan promptly averted his gaze.
This wasn’t just a rant about some City Lord; it was clearly a jab at Sect Master Shen.
If Xuan Yue City had still been under the protection of the Heavenly Sword Sect, even the Southern Dragon Palace wouldn’t have easily made a move against it. The main reason was it wasn’t worth it; the cost of such action wouldn’t be proportional to the gains.
Now it has returned to the hands of the Nanyang Sect…
Shen Yi, with the drunkard in tow, walked towards the outskirts of the city. Despite the drunkard’s cursing, his expression remained unchanged.
It was apparent that the Dragon Palace might have better information about the Nan Hong Seven Sons than he did.
The moment the decree was issued, these demons immediately began to scheme.
Some coveted the Great Formation, others coveted daughters.
Their purpose was nothing more than to force these vassals of Nanyang to submit to them through less conspicuous means.
“Even if it truly is a marriage, given Miss Yin’s talents and beauty, at the very least she deserves a Dragon Descendant, how… how could she marry a damn turtle!” the drunkard fumed, spittle flying, body shaking with rage.
Shen Yi glanced at him, suddenly feeling that the man’s anger might not stem solely from the affairs of Xuan Yue City and the Aquatic Race.
“Reporting to my lord, I think I understand. This must be the doing of Ke Laoqi,” said Ke Shisan. When mentioning another Dragon Descendant previously, he instinctively called him “Fourth Brother,” but when mentioning this brother, there was a hint of disdain in his tone.
“Its strength is mediocre, but it has a turtle army under its command that can be considered elite,” he continued.
“Bestowing a beauty on that turtle would ensure the turtle clan’s loyalty and also allow it to swallow Xuan Yue City in the process. Killing two birds with one stone, that’s its usual way of doing things.”
Shen Yi nodded slightly, giving the Dragon Descendant an eye signal, “Go to Xuan Yue City.”
“I will heed my lord’s decree,” Ke Shisan promptly picked up the drunkard and suddenly vanished into the clouds, his voice hoarse, “If you dare pee, I’ll make sure you can’t hold your urine for the rest of your life.”
The drunkard, who had never experienced such a scene, was terrified, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
He was just someone who liked to babble; how had he suddenly been kidnapped?!
Xuan Yue City, City Lord’s mansion.
Outside a charming courtyard.
Two middle-aged Cultivators in plain clothes stood with swords, their appearances plain but their eyes extraordinarily sharp.
Like two blades hidden within their sheaths.
The Cultivators from Xuan Yue City, which was a major power in its own right, seemed somewhat lesser in their presence.
It wasn’t a matter of boundary differences, but rather the disparity in the spirit that disdains the mortal world and in the breadth of their vision.
Even passing individuals squeezed out a forced smile before quickly vacating the vicinity.
It was as if this courtyard were some kind of forbidden ground.
Meanwhile, within the inner boudoir, there wasn’t much pomp, just two enchanting women.
The girl in a green dress quietly sat on the bed, her red lips and white teeth exuding a pitiful charm.
But in front of another standing girl, her universally praised beauty seemed somehow to fall into the mundane.
A fairy of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect, Su Yushang.
Her sister is named Hong Xiu, yet has never worn red robes; in contrast, the fairy always appears in a striking red dress.
After hesitating, Su Yushang glanced sideways and continued, “The sect says it’s against the rules… it truly is against the rules.”
She even offered an explanation.
With the status her sister held within the sect, nobody would dare deceive her with false pretenses.
Xuan Yue City was a vassal of the Nanyang Sect.
Without Sect Master Shen speaking up, no one had the right to interfere in this matter.
But that young sect master would never speak up… everyone was waiting for him to come forward, all coveting his Nanyang Treasure Land.
Once Shen Yi sought help, he would most likely end up with a cascade of strange problems requiring others’ assistance, until he needed to offer the treasure land as compensation.
“Yajun understands, thank you for coming to see me, Sister Su,”
Yin Yajun forced a smile, her voice warm as she offered comfort.
Su Yushang, seeing her looking so downtrodden, couldn’t help but flick her sleeve, “So annoying!”
Xuan Yue City was once under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Sword Sect and exchanged frequent visits.
This led to a rather good relationship between the two.
“That Ke Shisan! It’s simply too much to bear, if he had come to marry you himself, that might be acceptable, but treating you like a gift to his subordinates, how outrageous.”
“From the moment he stepped forward… sigh.”
Su Yushang had meant to complain,
but considering someone’s too-high status, she forcibly swallowed her words.
Without the power to back it up, they had been falsely elevated to a position that didn’t belong to them.
This was bad news for both him and others involved.
“Sister Su, to me, there really is no difference.”
Yin Yajun’s smile dimmed slightly. Whether it was Ke Shisan or the turtle race, they were all demons.
What she cared about was not her own reputation; even if she were to marry a Dragon Descendant, it would still be an enormous blow to her always proud and lofty father.
“Of course, I don’t want you to marry… I even went to see my sister.”
Su Yushang sat down beside her, somewhat disheartened, “She’s not available right now. It’s like all the dreadful things are piling up together.”
If there was someone in the Heavenly Sword Sect who could make the Dragon Descendants back down by their own might and without relying on the sect’s influence, that would probably be Su Hongxiu only.
Unfortunately, the timing was off, and also the other party was not the type to meddle in others’ affairs.
“Yajun only hopes that the next time we meet, I get to see Sister Su without her divine sword.”
Yin Yajun seemed eager to skip over the topic, mustering her spirits to make a light-hearted comment.
“How could that be possible,”
Su Yushang let out a slight sigh and withdrew her gaze, “Xuan Yue City has sided with the Dragon Palace, so they are now our sworn enemies, I won’t hold back… but I will try to make my moves as swift as possible.”
“Then I thank Sister Su in advance,”
Before Yin Yajun could finish, Su Yushang grabbed her cheeks, “You, oh you!”
The two women laughed and joked, but the atmosphere in the inner chamber turned inexplicably somber.
In the face of such a colossal entity as the Dragon Palace, even though Xuan Yue City was a first-rate power under the Immortal Sects, it was still utterly powerless to resist.