Ziyi Takes Action

Ziyi had never seen such a scene before. She didn't know what righteousness meant, but she felt an inexplicable sadness she had never experienced before.

The Hundred Charm Demoness had lost all her allure and was trembling uncontrollably. She resolutely decided to join the battle, but as soon as she took a step, Yue Qianchou grabbed her arm.

Although she had told Qiu Wuyuan that the war in the Cultivation World Chou Wuyuan with her when she first arrived, she actually believed that by following Yue Qianchou, she could better utilize his hidden strength. She glanced at him and saw him staring down at the scene with an expressionless face, unusually calm. A chill ran through her; she hadn't expected him to stand idly by.

"Don't stop me if you stand by and do nothing," the Hundred Charm Demoness said with an icy expression.

"What are you so excited about?" Yue Qianchou had lost all respect for his master's wife and coldly snorted, "You're just a woman's fool. No wonder the Illusion Demon Palace was destroyed in your hands. He who does not plan for the long term cannot plan for the short term, and he who does not plan for the whole cannot plan for a part. What does it matter if a few people die? Do you, the dignified master of a palace, not even understand the principle that a merciful person cannot command an army? With me here, what are you panicking about?"

Ziyi didn't understand many Great Dao, but she looked at Hundred Charm Demoness with deep agreement. In fact, she didn't know what to do in this situation either, and felt that Yue Qianchou's words were probably right.

Hundred Charm Demoness was taken aback. She hadn't expected Yue Qianchou to use his macho tactics on her. Strangely, however, she found it quite amusing. Glancing at her arm that he was holding, the frost on her face vanished instantly. She thought to herself, "As long as you don't stand idly by, it'll be fine."

Yue Qianchou had been keeping an eye on the area below. When he saw the old man in coarse clothes hand over control of Yan Zixia to the old man in brocade robes, he quickly glanced at the incredibly brave Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan something was wrong, narrowed his eyes, and pointed at the old man in coarse clothes, saying, "Ziyi, keep an eye on him. If he dares to make a move, stop him immediately and kill him without mercy!"

The tone was one of direct command. The Ziyi nodded heavily and hummed in agreement, a section of dark purple bamboo appearing in her hand. Hearing this, the Hundred Charm Demoness immediately felt much more at ease.

Sure enough, as soon as the old man in hemp robes handed over the person, he shot towards Chou Wuyuan at lightning speed. The Ziyi vanished from his spot almost simultaneously with a teleportation...

Chou Wuyuan when he heard the sound of something flying rapidly through the air towards him. He realized that a top expert had arrived. Taking the opportunity to turn around, he immediately sensed something was wrong. The difference between late Tribulation Transcendence stage expert and mid Tribulation stage expert was like heaven and earth. Although he had the Black Moon Futu in his hand, he was not arrogant enough to think he could contend with late Tribulation Transcendence stage Transcending expert.

Dongfang Changao, on the other side, also shouted a warning, "Chou Wuyuan careful." He then brandished his spear and charged over, wanting to lend him a hand, otherwise, if Chou Wuyuan collapsed, he would be left to fend for himself.

However, the opponent understood this as well. Once the old man in coarse clothes had dealt with Chou Wuyuan, his next target would inevitably be Dongfang Changao. Immediately, three foreign cultivators swiftly shot over, forming a pincer movement to hold Dongfang Changao back. They didn't seek to defeat him, but simply to keep him occupied.

Before the old man in coarse clothes even arrived, a silver streak shot out from his hand, carrying a powerful gust of air, hurtling towards Chou Wuyuan below. Its speed and power were unpredictable, but Chou Wuyuan to break free, his eyes filled with grief and rage as he prepared to deliver a final blow.

"Elder Qiu, run!" A group of weak Chinese cultivators rushed over frantically, Chou Wuyuan attacking the foreign cultivators who had trapped Qiu Wuyuan. Several other cultivators leaped into the air, trying to risk their lives to block the old man in coarse clothes, but they were all instantly cleaved in two by a single palm strike from him, the powerful force instantly turning them into bloody messes, none of them surviving.

Seeing his junior brother like this, Yan Bugui outside the arena, smacked his lips with difficulty. After all, the bond between brothers over many years was not something that could be easily thrown away, but things had already come to this point, and he could not turn back.

"Attack!" A beautiful yet sharp shout suddenly rang out. A dark figure shot out, directly deflecting the silver light released by the old man in coarse clothes with a "clang." This immediately resolved Chou Wuyuan's crisis.

The man in Ziyi appeared out of thin air, summoned back the purplish-black bamboo, and shouted again, "Attack!" The black shadow shot towards the old man in coarse clothes once more. A powerful gust of air tore through the air, and the old man was shocked. He shook his arms, summoned the silver light, and together they shot into the sky, barely avoiding the attacking black shadow.

Upon Chou Wuyuan's spirits immediately lifted, and he said, "Thank you, Miss Ziyi."

In fact, it wasn't just him; everyone's spirits lifted. The sudden arrival of reinforcements in a time of crisis—this feeling of escaping from a desperate situation—is something outsiders can hardly comprehend, even if it's just a glimmer of hope. Besides, everyone knows that Ziyi has been by Yue Qianchou's side for a long time; now that she's here, that guy must be arriving soon!

The image of that guy with a shabby reputation, yet capable of wielding a sword for thousands of seconds, flashed through everyone's minds. That guy was a master fighter! Besides, he had over six hundred Rogue Cultivator under his command; even if they weren't the most useful, they could still offer some assistance. The thought of those six hundred-plus people arriving soon filled everyone with anticipation.

The Ziyi glanced up at the sky, then quickly looked at the besieged Chou Wuyuan reasons unknown, the staff in her hand shot out with a "whoosh." A strong wind swept over them; those below were no match for her, scattering in panic. However, one target couldn't keep up with the staff's speed, for he was the primary target and immediately let out a scream...

After smashing one of the people trapping Chou Wuyuan below to death, the staff shot back, accompanying the Ziyi as it hurtled high into the sky...

A man in coarse clothes and a Ziyi quickly engaged in a fierce battle high in the sky, their shouts of "Fight! Fight! Fight!" ringing out intermittently. It seemed the woman in Ziyi's 'Great Shifting Form Technique' was indeed effective, almost completely overwhelming the old man in coarse clothes, who was constantly in danger and suffering greatly. He then realized that his opponent's skills were far superior, especially her unpredictable Movement Method, which were practically impossible to defend against.

Just kidding. Although Ziyi is clueless about social niceties, Nong Zhu has spared no effort in meticulously training her in cultivation. After all, they are nominally master and disciple, but in reality, she is his daughter. If he can't find a suitable opponent for his daughter, he will personally step in to spar with her. Just imagine, someone who has been fighting against a mid Spirit Transformation stage expert for a long time will naturally be able to handle a Tribulation Transcendence stage expert with ease.

The old man in brocade robes who had restrained Hundred Flower Fairy and Yan Zixia stared at the sky with a solemn expression. Suddenly, he shouted, "Ziyi, my fellow disciples and I have no grudge against you. Why are you not staying in your South Sea Purple Bamboo Forest? Why are you coming here to oppose my fellow disciples?"

The Ziyi was engrossed in the fight and had no time to reply to him; all she could say was "fight, fight, fight!"

The Hundred Charm Demoness stared at the fight in the air, recalling her actions the previous night—actions she couldn't quite fathom, her intentions unclear—that had deliberately provoked her. Thinking back, she couldn't help but click her tongue in dread. This Ziyi seemed naive and unsophisticated, yet she was surprisingly skilled. It seemed best not to provoke her recklessly in the future; otherwise, if she angered her, no one could protect her.

Seeing that Ziyi had gained the upper hand and was out of danger, Yue Qianchou breathed a sigh of relief. His gaze returned to the increasingly chaotic battlefield, and he began to secretly calculate. The old man in brocade robes, still holding the mother and daughter captive, wouldn't easily let go, while the old man in coarse robes was entangled with Ziyi. With the two late Tribulation Transcendence stage unable to intervene, the threat was greatly reduced.

It was time for him to make his move. Otherwise, if he didn't show up after Ziyi revealed herself, he would have a hard time explaining himself to everyone. Yue Qianchou silently counted the remaining thirty or so experts on the other side. It seemed that Dongfang Changao and Chou Wuyuan had exhausted themselves and were now showing signs of weakness.

His gaze hardened slightly, and a ball of green flame immediately appeared in his hand.

Hundred Charm Demoness's pupils contracted, not knowing what he was going to do. She saw the blue flames gradually condense into a fireball in his palm, Yue Qianchou suddenly threw the blue fireball directly into the sky.

A beam of azure light exploded below the two elderly men, one in Ziyi and the other in hemp robes, who were locked in combat. The intense heat made them feel uncomfortable. The sudden appearance of this unusual sight above caused the elderly man in brocade robes below to look up sharply. Many others took the opportunity to look as well, and saw that the azure flames in the air condensed into the eight characters: "Prepare for battle, assemble and surround!"

These words appeared briefly before gradually disappearing into the air. But their meaning was intriguing. At this point, the phrase "prepare for battle, assemble and encircle" seemed to imply something more. The only concern was whether they were friend or foe.

"It's the Azure Flame that Yue Qianchou!" someone shouted from below, and the Cultivation Alliance immediately erupted in cheers. "Our reinforcements have arrived! Our reinforcements have arrived!"

This made the group of foreign cultivators somewhat uneasy. In the midst of their fierce fighting, they would occasionally glance around, wondering what kind of powerful reinforcements had arrived that made their opponents so happy.

The old man in coarse clothes high in the sky dared not be distracted in dealing with the Ziyi, but suddenly he discovered that a large number of men in black had suddenly appeared from all directions below, swarming in like locusts. It was unclear where they had come from, but there were five or six hundred of them, all flying rapidly through the air. Based on this alone, it could be concluded that these men in black all possessed the cultivation of the Tribulation Transcendence stage; otherwise, even those at the late Nascent Soul could not fly so quickly through the air.

Five or six hundred Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivators? Hundred Flower Valley actually hid so many experts! Oh no! The old man in coarse clothes realized this and was greatly shocked. He quickly transmitted his voice to the old man in brocade robes below, "Senior brother, be careful..."

The telepathic transmission abruptly ended. A sharp pain shot through the old man's back; he knew it was over! Looking down, he saw a dark shadow burst through his chest, piercing his heart... In that moment of distraction, his defenses faltered, Ziyi finally found his opportunity, striking with deadly precision.

The old man in brocade robes suddenly looked up at the sky and witnessed everything. He immediately roared, "You lowly woman in Ziyi, how dare you!"

The Hundred Flower Fairy and Yan Zixia were in excruciating pain from the sudden force in his hands, feeling as if their shoulders were about to be crushed, but unfortunately they couldn't speak.

"Strike!" Ziyi was ruthless, striking her opponent's vitals with a single blow. Seeing her opponent fall, she was still unwilling to give up. She summoned back the bamboo, which brought a strong gust of wind and smashed the half-dead man's head away. She truly carried out Yue Qianchou's merciless killing policy to the end.

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