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Yang Yu found the map of the pier and discovered that the Liuli Sect's mountain gate was about three hundred miles away, and it would take more than an hour to fly there.
If he were to fly alone now, it wouldn't take so long, but Luo Mei, Luo Tianyou and Wu Bai, who were in the late and middle stages of Guben, were not as fast as him, so it would take relatively longer.
"Brother, shall we fly over there?"
Luo Tianyou also saw the map, and for the first time in his little head he understood so quickly what the various lines on the map meant.
"Yeah." Yang Yu nodded.
Luo Mei looked at the messy maps on the floor, and as if she had a premonition, she found a somewhat dirty map among them. She patted the dust off the map with her little hands, revealing a bunch of messy lines. It was difficult to tell what was drawn on it.
Yang Yu packed up the map and put it into the storage ring.
"Let's go, and head to the mountain gate of Liuli Sect first." Yang Yu was about to take off when a very strange and harsh voice came to his ears.
"Zhu Long, are you sick? Aren't you afraid that the new junior sister will chop you with a sword if you do this?"
"I just want her to come and chop me up. I'm in the middle stage of Pei Yuan and a core disciple. Even if she's only 20 years old and in the early stage of Pei Yuan, so what? She won't be able to do anything to me then."
"Damn it, don't you know what a terrifying character she is? She just killed a person who was in the middle stage of Pei Yuan and then became a core disciple of the sect with one sword!"
"Haha, you are just scared. Do you think you can trust hearsay?"
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"This is not hearsay, it is all based on facts. They even took out the head of the cultivator in the middle stage of cultivation who was killed. How can you not believe it?"
"Tsk, I don't believe it anyway. Even if she comes to find me, so what? I want to see what this cold-faced witch will do."
Two monks quickly walked past Yang Yu. One man had a frivolous look on his face and a scar on his forehead, while the other was a little older and had a relatively calm look in his eyes.
Both of them were wearing the Taoist robes of Liuli Sect.
"So, Zhulong, you really want to break that thing?"
The man with a calm look still looked at the man with a scar on his forehead in disbelief.
“I’ve already said it. Anyway, I don’t believe her. I just want to break her spirit sword. If she has the guts, let her come find me.
Zhu Long spoke aggressively without any hesitation.
"Okay, now that you've said that, I can't say anything, but I'm ready to leave anyway, so you can do whatever you want."
The man with a calm look in his eyes said nothing more and turned around to leave.
But when she turned around, she met a man in white with firm eyes and handsome face.
"Who are you? What are you doing?"
The man's expression remained unchanged. The man in white in front of him probably exuded the cultivation level of the initial stage of Guben, which was a whole realm lower than him.
No one in Liuli Sect's territory would dare to casually block the disciples wearing Liuli Sect's Taoist robes, not to mention that the cultivation fluctuations emanating from them are Pei Yuan, and ordinary cultivators would not dare to come up and talk to them.
Either they are disciples of Liuli Sect but they are not wearing Taoist robes, or they are independent cultivators who came from nowhere, or they are scumbags from third-level sects who have no idea of their own limitations and are like frogs in a well.
"I am a disciple from another sect. I just heard you talk about the Cold-Faced Witch. I have an acquaintance who also has a similar nickname. I was wondering if they are the same person, so I wanted to ask you."
Yang Yu smiled slightly and took out a third-level spiritual jade from his arms, "This thing will be your reward."
"alright."
When the man saw the third-level spiritual jade, his eyes lit up slightly, and he coughed twice before accepting it. Zhu Long also noticed the third-level spiritual jade. His eyes flickered, and he looked at his eldest brother as if he was thinking about something, and he did not leave.
"Let's not talk about which remote sect you came from, but once you come to our Liuli Sect, you must abide by the rules of our Liuli Sect. A second-level sect is not something that your third-level sect can imagine."
The man, who was pretending to be doing something, first looked at Yang Yu. After he couldn't tell which sect he belonged to, he simply mocked him and said, "You want to ask about that cold-faced witch, right?"
"Yes, an acquaintance of mine also has such a nickname."
Yang Yu smiled.
Zhu Long noticed Luo Tianyou and the other girls behind Yang Yu, especially Wu Bai, whose big fox tail made his eyebrows twitch slightly.
"Haha, I can guess what you want to say. You said you know her and we are old friends and you want to meet her. But I can tell you that the nickname of the Cold-Faced Witch is not for nothing. It was earned through hard work."
The man snorted coldly, "If you have such thoughts, I advise you not to approach that woman, otherwise you will die without knowing how."
"Thank you for your concern, I do have a friend nicknamed the Cold-Faced Witch, and we are very familiar with each other."
Yang Yu's expression remained unchanged.
"Really? Why are there so many people looking for death? Zhu Long is one, you are one, and those who wanted to chat up the cold-faced witch are one too. Why are you so obsessed with a woman? Are you so addicted to sex? Why not just be a dick?"
The man groaned in dissatisfaction and looked at Yang Yu again. "That cold-faced witch is called Sikong Xue. She is a disciple who recently joined Liuli Sect. It is said that she is from Qingfeng Sect. Although she is young, she is already in the early stage of Pei Yuan. She became a core disciple as soon as she arrived. She is currently the top beauty in the sect. I don't know how many people want to see her. You are just one of them."
The man chattered on, "I see that the aura on you is just Guben. To be honest, I am also a core disciple of Liuli Sect, and I am in the early stage of Peiyuan like that cold-faced witch. What happened? One sword made me bleed profusely and almost died on the spot. If you, a guy in the Guben stage, really want to flirt with her, don't go to that cold-faced witch. If you die, no one will collect your body for you."
The man talked a lot, without any airs of a cultivator in Peiyuan period. He did not hide anything and spoke whatever he wanted to say to Yang Yu, a stranger who seemed to be only consolidating his foundation.
"Oh, thank you so much."
Yang Yu curled the corners of his mouth.
The second senior sister has a cold personality, is quiet, and likes to do everything with her hands. It can even be said that she only knows how to do things with her hands. When he, Luo Tianyou, and the two senior sisters first joined the sect, as soon as they started practicing Qi, the second senior sister chopped off the head of the statue of the sect leader Liu Tian with a knife. The reason was that she thought the statue was ugly when they practiced every day.
It was so bad just for getting started, not to mention what happened afterwards. Many of the sect's former prodigies were attracted by the Second Senior Sister's cold and icy temperament, but in the end they all ended up having their hearts broken by a single sword strike, and were covered in blood. Over time, the nickname the Cold-Faced Witch spread.
Sikong Xue, Sikong Xue, one cut and you’ll see blood, two cuts and you’ll meet the King of Hell.
Although she is a woman, her sword skills are extremely domineering and sharp, and she will definitely hurt people when she strikes.
"Okay, okay, I think you are also a fool. I have explained it to you so clearly, but you insist on me showing you the scars on my body caused by that woman, right? Go away, I am leaving now."
When the man saw Yang Yu's expression, he shook his head, turned around and flew away.
Zhu Long and Yang Yu were left face to face.
Zhu Long pulled up a smile and tried to leave, but was stopped by Yang Yu.
"Fellow Daoist, you just said you took something from that cold-faced witch, right? She and I are acquaintances. Can you please return it to me? You can also treat it as my purchase. I'll give you a hundred level three spirit jades for the price. How about that?"
Yang Yu smiled, and the vibration emanating from his body suddenly turned into the early stage of Pei Yuan.
Zhu Long's eyes narrowed slightly, a little surprised.
"who are you?"
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"Yang Yu, Sikong Xue's junior fellow apprentice."
Yang Yu restrained the smile on his face.
"I haven't seen you."
Zhu Long said in a cold voice that a mere Pei Yuan early stage was not worthy of making him moved.
"I said, I am not a disciple of Liuli Sect, I was Sikong Xue's junior brother when she was still in Qingfeng Sect."
Yang Yu also spoke calmly.
Since he and Zhu Long would sooner or later engage in a life-and-death struggle and one of them would die, there was no need for him to be polite to Zhu Long.
He is only in the middle stage of Peiyuan. If a fight really breaks out now, he may not be at a disadvantage.
"Oh, really? So why are you looking for me? I told you to stay away from me. A fellow like you who comes from a third-level sect is not worthy of my attention."
Zhu Long sneered a few times. Compared with the man just now, his temper was obviously more violent. What's more, Yang Yu's momentum was obviously directed at him.
He naturally wouldn't be polite in tit-for-tat.
"I told you, if you took anything from Sikong Xue, I can exchange it with you for Lingyu."
Yang Yu forced out another smile, but it was only a fake one, without a trace of sincerity in it.
"What if I say I won't return it? I want to see what you are capable of. A mere Pei Yuan Stage, with a little girl in the Qi Training Stage beside him, can be killed with one sword. I'd rather say that your spirit fox in the middle stage of Gu Ben is more powerful than you."
Zhu Long hadn't even thought about the idea of trading. He no longer suppressed his aura, and the aura of the middle stage of Pei Yuan burst out instantly, shaking the surrounding docks.
This also attracted the attention of the monks patrolling nearby. After seeing that it was a monk from their own sect, they did not step forward to stop it, but chose to watch silently.
Their strength was only at the foundation-building stage, and they were merely outer disciples of Liuli Sect. It was impossible for them to stop Zhu Long, a core disciple.
It’s a pity for the pretty girls next to the provocative man.
The outer disciples of Liuli Sect who were watching the fight all felt regretful in their hearts. Each one was more beautiful than the other. If a fight really came to a head, the little girl in the Qi training stage would definitely be the first one to vomit blood and die from the pressure of the aura.
Yang Yu's aura was no longer suppressed, and his early Pei Yuan aura completely burst out. The pressure rising into the sky even faintly overwhelmed Zhu Long's middle Pei Yuan aura, and he completely protected Luo Tianyou and his three daughters behind him.
If a fight breaks out between two monks in the Peiyuan period at this dock, the dock will be destroyed in less than an instant, and the passengers and monks who are maintaining order on the scene will only be able to survive two or three seconds of the aftermath before dying on the spot.
A cultivator in Peiyuan period is qualified to be an elder in a third-level sect. Even in a second-level sect, he is an absolute core disciple, and is very different from ordinary outer disciples. If they are traveling outside, no one would dare to provoke a cultivator in cultivation period. Any ordinary family that wants to fight with a cultivator in Peiyuan period must consider whether they are qualified.
"If you want to take action, I won't be polite either."
Yang Yu took out the VIP card of Zhoutian Chamber of Commerce from his arms. Just this small action made Zhu Long's eyes shrink suddenly, and he stared at the VIP card in his hand.
"Are you from Zhoutian Chamber of Commerce?"
Zhu Long's tone became a little calmer.
"I told you that if you took anything from Sikong Xue, I can buy it with Lingyu. If you want to force a conflict with me, then I will naturally not be polite."
Yang Yu took back the VIP card of Zhoutian Chamber of Commerce and continued to look at Zhu Long with a forced smile.
Zhu Long's eyes flickered, and thoughts flashed through his mind, the biggest of which was a question.
Who is this man in front of me?
Junior Brother Sikong Xue actually has such an identity?
The regional head of the Zhoutian Chamber of Commerce who is traveling abroad?
It's impossible, absolutely impossible. The regional head would not conceal his identity and pretend to come to Liuli Sect, let alone find him.
It can only be said that the man in front of him must have some relationship with Zhou Tianshanghui, or he must know someone in Zhou Tianshanghui so he has such a VIP card.
However, he was extremely surprised that Sikong Xue had such a junior brother.
"Okay, I can give you the things, but I want 200 third-level spiritual jades."
Zhu Long chuckled a few times, but his momentum did not diminish.
You want to buy Sikong Xue's things, right? He wanted to see how much money this man, as Sikong Xue's junior brother, could come up with.