"Come with me to Pingyu City now." Li Zhōujūn said this to Sū Nán.
"Thank you, Master."
Sū Nán froze, then quickly realized what he meant. Her eyes reddened as she spoke.
She had never expected her master to care so much about her feelings. After learning that her family was in danger, he had immediately decided to take action.
"System, summon the Nine Dragon Chariot at once. I can't wait to experience this."
Li Zhōujūn suddenly grinned.
As his voice faded,
the water in the lake on Yunju Mountain suddenly surged, forming a whirlpool at its center.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
Several deafening roars echoed from within the whirlpool.
Then, nine ferocious flood dragons covered in black scales dragged a carriage up from the lake, sending walls of water soaring into the sky!
With the appearance of the nine flood dragons, the various mountain lords of Dao Tian Sect were all stunned.
"Nine flood dragons at the Virtual Immortal Realm!"
"That aura... it seems to be coming from Yunju Mountain!"
"Could these nine flood dragons have been raised by the Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord?!"
Just as the experts of Dao Tian Sect were wondering about this,
the nine flood dragons were already circling above Yunju Mountain, dragging the carriage behind them. Their auras spread without restraint, pressing down on the spirit beasts within Dao Tian Sect until they all prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling and not even daring to raise their heads.
"Damn, a carriage pulled by nine Void Immortal-level flood dragons—the Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord sure knows how to make an entrance!"
"This Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord has hidden himself too damn deeply. Now he's completely letting loose! He even brought out a carriage pulled by nine flood dragons. Isn't this just flaunting his wealth?!"
"Hey, I admit it—I'm jealous..."
At the same time, the various mountain lords of Dao Tian Sect stared toward the sky above Yunju Mountain with blazing eyes, their gazes seeming to pierce through the void. In an instant, they all cried out inwardly, What the hell?!
Mu Taiyu also walked out of Dao Tian Hall and looked toward the sky above Yunju Mountain. When he saw the Nine Dragon Chariot, he silently grumbled to himself: I'd better travel on foot next time. My mount, the Immortal Jade Crane, really doesn't look impressive at all beside those nine flood dragons...
Fire Maple Mountain.
When Liǔ Yán saw the Nine Dragon Chariot above Yunju Mountain, he fell silent at once.
Damn it, why did I have to run my mouth earlier?
Forget about Li Zhōujūn shattering his Dharma body with a single sword today—even those nine flood dragons pulling Li Zhōujūn's carriage might be more than he could handle.
Of course, if they came one at a time, there would definitely be no problem.
There had to be no problem.
That was Liǔ Yán's final shred of stubbornness.
Yunju Mountain.
"Are those dragons from the legends?"
When Sū Nán looked up and saw the nine ferocious flood dragons circling above, she was so shocked that she could no longer speak.
Li Zhōujūn smiled. "They're only flood dragons."
As soon as he spoke, Li Zhōujūn swept out his sleeve and released spiritual energy that carried Sū Nán onto the carriage pulled by the nine flood dragons.
Then Li Zhōujūn drove the Nine Dragon Chariot away from Dao Tian Sect toward Pingyu City, under the envious, bloodshot gazes of the various mountain lords.
At that moment, Pingyu City.
The bustling city was filled with pedestrians coming and going in an endless stream.
Yet every one of those pedestrians wore worry and numbness on their faces, making the entire Pingyu City seem shrouded in gloom.
Then, two figures in black robes—one thin and one fat—swaggered through the gates of Pingyu City.
When the pedestrians saw their attire, they were all horrified and scattered in every direction like startled birds and beasts. These two were the Fat Envoy and Thin Envoy of the Blood Refining Sect.
At the same time, when the Fat Envoy saw this, a cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth. With a lift of his hand, a mass of blood-red spiritual energy shot out and blasted a fleeing pedestrian who had his back turned to him into a heap of minced flesh.
A life was snuffed out just like that.
"Run again, and this will be your fate as well." The Fat Envoy snorted coldly.
Under the Fat Envoy's coercion, the pedestrians had no choice but to stop.
"Envoy, our Pingyu City already offered fifty boys and girls to your sect yesterday!" a woman in the crowd cried out in a terrified voice.
The next moment, a dull boom rang out.
The woman who had spoken was blasted into a mist of blood by the Fat Envoy, with minced flesh scattering through the air.
In the eyes of this fat man in a black robe, human lives were no different from weeds.
"Hmph. Have you forgotten what I said the first time I came here? You and the nearby cities must provide one hundred boys and girls to my Blood Refining Upper Sect every day."
The Fat Envoy slowly lowered his hand and sneered at the people in the street.
"That's enough. Don't frighten them."
At this moment, the Thin Envoy slowly spoke. He then smiled pleasantly at the pedestrians in the street. "The cities around you have already provided fifty boys and girls. You, Pingyu City, need to make up the other fifty. If you can't produce them before tonight, then my Blood Refining Upper Sect will have no choice but to slaughter your Pingyu City."
The people in the street were filled with fury when they heard this, but they dared not voice their anger.
They knew that in the eyes of the Fat and Thin Envoys of the Blood Refining Sect, the lives of ordinary people like them were no different from those of ants and could be taken at will.
Anyone who dared to speak would meet the same fate as that woman.
"Old Qin, we went to the Chen Family in Pingyu City yesterday, so today let's go to the Su Family. Last time, our sect master couldn't stop praising the boys we brought from the Su Family. The blood pills refined from the children of wealthy families who are pampered every day are the finest quality."
At this moment, the Fat Envoy smiled at the Thin Envoy.
"Fine." The Thin Envoy smiled.
Then the fat and thin men lifted their feet and walked toward the Su Family residence.
At that moment,
at the Su Family residence,
all the higher-ups of the Su Family had gathered in the family's council hall.
"Family Head, those fiends from the Blood Refining Sect are on their way to our Su Family!"
The Su Family's Great Elder looked furiously toward the white-haired, middle-aged man seated at the head of the hall.
"What difference will it make even if they come? In the eyes of these cultivators, we mortals are no different from chickens and sheep waiting to be slaughtered."
The middle-aged man spoke with a bitter expression.
This middle-aged man was the head of the Su Family and Sū Nán's father, Su Heng.
At present, Su Heng did not know that his daughter had already joined Dao Tian Sect. All he could hope for was that she had successfully entered Dao Tian Sect, received his letter, and would not return to Pingyu City.
At the same time, after hearing Su Heng's words, the Su Family's elders became dejected like deflated balls.
Indeed.
When mortals like them faced cultivators, they truly did not possess even the slightest ability to resist.
Half a month earlier, just after Sū Nán had left, a group of people from the Blood Refining Sect had arrived in Pingyu City.
Among them was an old man in a black robe who had destroyed the City Lord's Mansion, which occupied several square miles, with nothing more than a single palm strike.
That terrifying scene had left the people of Pingyu City completely unable to summon even the slightest desire to resist. Their despair was suffocating.
"Oh? Everyone's here. Perfect. Have you decided which boys and girls you're going to hand over to us?"
At this moment, waves of sinister, cackling laughter came from outside the hall.
Then, the two figures in black robes—one fat and one thin—walked into the Su Family's council hall under the horrified gazes of the Su Family members.
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