Invitations from Three Sects

Those who haven't experienced it firsthand might not know its power. Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan were utterly shocked; even with their cultivation levels, they struggled to withstand such pressure, yet Yan Zhuixing seemed completely unaffected. Although the others hadn't experienced it firsthand, they also sensed something was amiss.

Yan Zhuixing now understood that his Demonic Body could actually suppress the death aura emanating from the blade. After absorbing it into his body, his Demonic Body showed signs of strengthening, which surprised him greatly. No wonder he had the urge to give it a try.

It seems these two swords are perfect for me! Yan Zhuixing's gaze lingered between the two swords, but then he suddenly remembered that time was limited and he couldn't delay any longer, otherwise that guy would swindle another sum of Spirit Stone from him.

He walked effortlessly to the blade, and the moment he reached out, the black energy suddenly erupted from within the blade, instantly engulfing it in thick black smoke...

There were no screams as everyone had expected, much to the disappointment of many, including Yue Qianchou. Surprisingly, the dense, cloud-like black energy was gradually dissipating. When it faded further, the group saw what was inside and were utterly stunned. Yan Zhuixing seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself, absorbing the black energy like a whale drinking water.

Man Hu and the others exchanged bewildered glances. They knew that Yan Zhuixing had already formed a Demonic Body, but they hadn't expected that this initial form would be so powerful. If he were to truly master the great techniques in the 'Demon Codex' in the future, how terrifying would that be!

Yue Qianchou's teeth ached at the sight. He actually treated Lao Tzu's Black Fiend like oxygen! Damn! You've got guts!

Yan Zhuixing almost groaned from the comfort. The Black Fiend was even more beneficial to his Demonic Body than the aura of death. He was enjoying it with his eyes closed when he suddenly sensed a terrifying power about to be released from the blade. Before he could react, it felt as if some power within his body was about to burst forth on its own. Yan Zhuixing trusted that his Demonic Body wouldn't harm him, so he let it run its course.

Before Yan Zhuixing could even touch the blade, surging black flames erupted from it, and in that instant, a protective ring of black light enveloped Yan Zhuixing. The black flames, which had just displayed unparalleled power, were unable to penetrate that black light.

Upon witnessing this, the group gasped in disbelief. Yue Qianchou's expression twitched even more; he never expected that black fire would have a nemesis, and what's more, the person who could restrain black fire was his enemy! Unbelievable!

Black flames trapped black light, while black light protected Yan Zhuixing. The black flames and black light clashed and subsided, only to spring back up again. Yan Zhuixing stood silently amidst this chaos, his face cold. He exuded an aura of Evil Qi, indifferently surveying the entire scene, as if the struggle between the black flames and black light had nothing to do with him. Anyone who met his gaze felt a chill run down their spine. His eyes were devoid of any emotion, icy and indifferent to the extreme, giving the impression that he regarded all living beings as mere ants.

Those cold eyes finally met Yue Qianchou's. Yue Qianchou's heart pounded under his gaze, but he maintained a friendly smile. Perhaps it was Yue Qianchou's smile that moved Yan Zhuixing. Before the time to draw his sword had come, Yan Zhuixing silently turned around and walked out of the black flames, the Evil Qi black light on his body gradually receding into his body.

"My god! Is that even human-looking?" Yue Qianchou breathed a sigh of relief after escaping Yan Zhuixing's gaze. He thought to himself, "This guy is too Evil Qi. He can actually restrain my trump card. It seems I should avoid him for now."

The other factions were somewhat astonished. Yan Zhuixing was clearly unharmed, so why did he refuse the treasured sword that was within his grasp? Even Man Hu and the others found it strange, looking at Yan Zhuixing as he walked back with questioning eyes. The latter said indifferently, "Let's go back!"

"Go back now? Wouldn't Second Senior Brother's death have been for nothing?" The Seventh Brother's gaze was still fixed on the blade. Yan Zhuixing shook his head slightly at Man Hu didn't say anything more. He then shouted to the others, "Listen to the Young Palace Lord, go back!"

Without saying a word, they released their flying magical Law Artifact, and the group jumped on and soared into the sky. Just like that, not only did one person die, but they also lost thirty million high-grade Spirit Stones. They came and went in a hurry, leaving the people from various sects somewhat bewildered.

"Alas! This business probably can't continue." Yue Qianchou looked around at the audience and shouted, "Is anyone else going to try?" After shouting several times without any response, he added, "If no one tries after one hour, I will personally take back these two swords and end this Blade Drawing Tournament."

This was his last glimmer of hope. Even Ziyi was looking around, hoping someone would come out and pay. However, before an hour had even passed, some sects began to leave. One sect led the way, and the others followed suit. There was no way to get it! The knife was good, but the key was that they couldn't take it! Many who had originally planned to take advantage of Yue Qianchou's isolation gave up on that idea. The knife could attack people on its own; even if they killed Yue Qianchou, they still wouldn't be able to take the knife.

Almost all the other factions had left, except for Fu Xian Island, Myriad Demon Palace, and Wangyue Sect, which were near the front. Yue Qianchou cursed incomprehensibly, tearing off his large red flower and red cloth. He paused slightly upon seeing the three sects. There was a somewhat weak reason for Fu Xian Island and Myriad Demon Palace to stay, but what were those women from the Wangyue Sect doing here? Did they admire him immensely? Earning 70 million a day is something to admire? Nonsense!

He jumped off the stage, first putting away his two deceptive knives. Then, after calling to Ziyi and Wu Lixue, he left, leaving the cleanup to the Wu family to handle.

"Yue Qianchou..." Two old men's voices, and seemingly a woman's voice as well, all three voices called out at the same time.

Could it really be that they're looking for me? Yue Qianchou stopped and turned around, asking in confusion, "Do the three seniors have something to discuss with me?" Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan were, of course, acquaintances. The woman from the Wangyue Sect was named Hua Ruyi. Although he wasn't familiar with her, he recognized her; she had led the Wangyue Sect team when they went to the Demon Ghost Domain for training years ago.

After the three shouted, they looked at each other. Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan had been entangled for many years and were almost in sync. They could tell what the other wanted with just a glance. The two old men looked at Hua Ruyi with suspicion, and they really couldn't figure out what she wanted to do.

The three first exchanged greetings with the representatives of the Four Great Families on the stage, then led their disciples toward Yue Qianchou. Yue Qianchou and Wu Lixue greeted them with a bow, while Ziyi stood there without moving an inch. Indeed, given her cultivation level and background, she had no need to pay any attention to these people.

The three groups surrounded the three men, but remained silent. Yue Qianchou looked left and right, completely bewildered by their intentions. He thought to himself, "Do they want a little something from me since I made a little money? These three groups don't need to collect protection money!"

Finally, Chou Wuyuan spoke up, saying, "Brother Yue, I'd like to invite you to the Myriad Demon Palace as a guest. Would you do me the honor?"

"Hehe! Senior Qiu, you're too kind." Yue Qianchou responded perfunctorily, but immediately thought of Chou Wuyuan's words about spending money to buy the knife, which was probably related to this matter. Just as he was wondering how to refuse, he suddenly noticed that Hua Ruyi kept staring at Ziyi, so he quickly took the Chou Wuyuan to ask away from Qiu Wuyuan, "Senior Hua, do you perhaps know Ziyi?" Chou Wuyuan's old face twitched, and he cursed the little fox inwardly.

Hua Ruyi snapped out of her daze upon hearing this and laughed, "I don't know her. I don't know her." But her eyes kept glancing at the woman in Ziyi.

"I wonder what business Senior Hua has with me?" Yue Qianchou asked, puzzled.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." As soon as Hua Ruyi the Wangyue Sect, I would like to invite you to visit the Wangyue Sect."

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan both taken aback. The entire Wangyue Sect was composed of women, and they never casually invited men to the mountain. Even when they did invite men, it was always to highly respected figures in the Cultivation World. Why would they invite someone Yue Qianchou, who had such a bad reputation? The two exchanged a glance and thought to themselves, "Something's fishy."

Yue Qianchou naturally had no doubts about his own character, but he had also heard that the Wangyue Sect was not a place that men could go to casually. He hesitated for a moment and said, "How could Yue Qianchou dare to refuse Senior Hua's invitation? However, Yue Qianchou is a man, and I'm afraid there will be many inconveniences on this trip!"

"If you bring your female companion along, there won't be any problems," Hua Ruyi said with a smile, pointing to the Ziyi.

Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan looked enlightened. It turned out that the person invited by the Wangyue Sect was not Yue Qianchou, but this mysterious woman. They were just not familiar with this woman, so they used Yue Qianchou as an excuse.

Yue Qianchou could easily understand the implication behind these words; it seemed the target was Ziyi. He couldn't help but glance at Ziyi a few more times. Unexpectedly, Ziyi stared at Hua Ruyi and said, "We can go, but how many Spirit Stone can you come up with?"

The entire room fell silent instantly, completely quiet...

Yue Qianchou's face twitched repeatedly. This girl was even more ruthless than him! Someone invited you to be their guest, and you expect them to pay? That's utterly unprecedented! He was so shocked he couldn't speak.

"How many Spirit Stone do you need to go?" Hua Ruyi asked with a stiff face.

"Is 20 million enough?" Ziyi asked Yue Qianchou.

"Ah!" Yue Qianchou's mouth gaped open, feeling a bit dazed. He was inwardly both amused and exasperated. "Big sister! You have to know when to make money! You can't be this humiliating! And don't drag me into this!"

He didn't speak, and Ziyi took it as an agreement, turning around and saying, "Twenty million." She didn't forget to add to Hua Ruyi, "It's twenty million high-grade Spirit Stones."

Yue Qianchou couldn't bear the embarrassment and was afraid she might say something even more outrageous, so he quickly bowed to Dongfang Changao and asked, "Senior Dongfang, what business do you have with me?"

Dongfang Changao at the Ziyi- clad figure, snapped out of his reverie and regained his solemn expression. He said, "Yue Qianchou, come back to Fu Xian Island with me. I have something to discuss with you."

Yue Qianchou smiled faintly. "I'm no longer a disciple of Fu Xian Island, yet you still speak to me like this, making it seem like I absolutely have to go." He immediately shook his head and said, "Let's talk here! There's no need to go to Fu Xian Island."

"Yue Qianchou, what's wrong with Fu Xian Island that you're avoiding it like this?" Ou Sihai suddenly appeared from behind and shouted. Logically, Dongfang Changao should still be under his jurisdiction, but when it comes to handling matters outside, Dongfang Changao is more capable, so he had never spoken up. But now he couldn't help but speak up, because he was one of the people who advocated bringing Yue Qianchou back to Fu Xian Island.

Yue Qianchou shook his head and remained silent. Ou Sihai gave a cold "snort," turned his hand, and walked away on his own. Dongfang Changao frowned and said, "Yue Qianchou, this time Ninth Aunt instructed me to come find you and ask you to return to Fu Xian Island. Are you going or not?"

Yue Qianchou shook his head again and said, "Please give my regards to Ninth Aunt, Senior Dongfang. I will definitely pay my respects to Ninth Aunt in person when I have the opportunity."

Dongfang Changao took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Ninth Aunt asked me to tell you that she wants you to remember a promise you made back then. If you do, you should go back to Fu Xian Island. Ninth Aunt wants you to fulfill your promise from back then."

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