The Great Ling Dynasty

"Little girl, come back with my Flying Sword," Li Zhōujūn said to Sū Nán.

"Okay," Sū Nán replied obediently, nodding.

Then, this clone of Li Zhōujūn dissipated.

Sū Nán also stood on the Ao Xue Flying Sword and said goodbye to Shui Nianyao, "Senior Sister Shui, I'm heading back to the Dao Tian Sect first."

Shui Nianyao gave a wry smile, "Junior Sister Sū, I'm sorry. If your Master hadn't appeared this time, the two of us would probably have died here."

Sū Nán smiled, "It's alright. After all, Senior Sister Shui, you didn't know there was danger here."

"Thank you, Junior Sister Sū," Shui Nianyao said.

After a brief exchange, Sū Nán returned to the Dao Tian Sect with the Ao Xue Flying Sword.

The Canglan Mountain Lord then said solemnly to Shui Nianyao, "I didn't expect the Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord's Cultivation to have reached such a level. Our Canglan Mountain absolutely cannot make enemies with Cloud Dwelling Mountain."

Shui Nianyao nodded in agreement, "Master, your disciple remembers."

"That's good. It seems you and Sū Nán have a good relationship. You can get closer to her," the Canglan Mountain Lord said.

"Okay," Shui Nianyao replied.

In her heart, she let out a wry laugh. After all, she used to be the one people tried to curry favor with, and now she had to curry favor with others. The feeling was quite strange.

"Alright, this clone of mine can't last much longer. Be careful on your way back," the Canglan Mountain Lord said.

"Don't worry, Master," Shui Nianyao replied.

After Shui Nianyao finished speaking.

The Canglan Mountain Lord's clone dissipated.

In the blink of an eye.

Sū Nán was carried back to Cloud Dwelling Mountain by the Ao Xue Flying Sword.

When she saw a young maiden standing beside her Master in the Cloud Dwelling Hall, Sū Nán was slightly taken aback.

Li Zhōujūn smiled, "This is your Junior Sister, Lu Zhining."

"Hello, Senior Sister," Lu Zhining said proactively upon seeing Sū Nán.

"Ah, it's Junior Sister Lu!"

Hearing that she had a Junior Sister, Sū Nán's spirits immediately lifted.

Sometimes, when she was alone on Cloud Dwelling Mountain, she felt quite bored. Having a Junior Sister to keep her company wouldn't be bad.

"Sū Nán, go back and rest well. Later, I'll have you take your Junior Sister around Cloud Dwelling Mountain to get familiar with it," Li Zhōujūn instructed Sū Nán.

"Don't worry, Master, leave this to me!" Sū Nán patted her chest and said.

Li Zhōujūn smiled and nodded.

Then, Li Zhōujūn said, "I'm going into seclusion for a while. You two should get along well."

"Definitely!" Sū Nán replied.

"You little rascal, don't always be so impetuous," Li Zhōujūn said, affectionately ruffling Sū Nán's hair.

"I'm not!" Sū Nán stuck out her small, pink tongue in protest.

Li Zhōujūn chuckled and left, preparing to go to the secret chamber to consume the Primordial Foundation Refining Pill and polish his foundation.

Meanwhile.

In the Divine Feather Dynasty.

Yuhua Ji hadn't been able to sleep soundly since he obtained the True Immortal token a few days ago.

He didn't care about that damned Great Ling Dynasty at all.

If the Great Ling Dynasty didn't know what was good for them, he would summon the True Immortal to teach them a lesson!

"Father, the people from the Great Ling Dynasty have been growing restless lately. It seems they're preparing to make a move against our Divine Feather Dynasty."

Just as Yuhua Ji, the Old Ancestor and Supreme Emperor of the Divine Feather Dynasty, was laughing heartily in his palace while looking at the True Immortal token.

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A man with a majestic yet somewhat haggard appearance walked into the grand hall.

This man was the ruler of the Divine Feather Dynasty, the Feather Emperor, one of Yuhua Ji's sons, and a master at Peak Soul Transformation.

"Why are you panicking?" Yuhua Ji said calmly.

The Feather Emperor was rendered speechless, "Father, how can I not panic? The Great Ling Dynasty is about to attack us, and we're already on shaky ground!"

"Calm down. As the ruler of a dynasty, you must maintain a clear head no matter what happens," Yuhua Ji said.

"No, Father, what's wrong with you? They're about to attack us, and we're on the verge of collapse! Our Feather Clan might even be wiped out!" The Feather Emperor was so anxious he was pulling at his hair.

"I'll show you something good," Yuhua Ji said with a mysterious smile, producing a piece of incense.

The Feather Emperor saw the incense and immediately despair flashed in his eyes. "Father Emperor, have you given up already? You've even prepared the incense yourself."

Yuhua Ji kicked the Feather Emperor in the rear and cursed, "You damn brat, are you cursing your father to death? Deserve a beating?"

The Feather Emperor instantly became meek and obedient.

If anyone were present, they would probably be shocked speechless.

After all, as the ruler of a dynasty, the Feather Emperor had always been high and mighty, exuding immense authority.

Yet now, facing the Supreme Emperor, he was being lectured like a grandson, not daring to retort, only enduring it silently.

Then, Yuhua Ji spoke to the incense in his hand, "With this in hand, my Divine Feather Dynasty fears no one."

"Uh..." The Feather Emperor was truly desperate. His own Father Emperor, the pillar of the Divine Feather Dynasty, had actually gone mad...

"Heaven does not protect my Divine Feather!" The Feather Emperor looked up, tears silently falling.

Meanwhile.

Great Ling Dynasty.

A middle-aged man in a black robe adorned with golden dragons entered a secret chamber.

This middle-aged man was the monarch of the Great Ling Dynasty, the Ling Emperor.

After entering the secret chamber, the Ling Emperor approached an old man.

"Greetings, Father Emperor."

The Ling Emperor bowed respectfully to the elder.

This old man was the stabilizing force of the Great Ling Dynasty, and also the Supreme Emperor of the Great Ling Dynasty, Ling Mu.

"What, impatient? Planning to make a move against the Divine Feather Dynasty?" Ling Mu opened his eyes and stared at the Ling Emperor, asking.

"Father Emperor's insight is as sharp as ever." The Ling Emperor did not deny it.

"Very well, I will personally make a trip to the Divine Feather Dynasty and see that old friend." Ling Mu smiled faintly.

The next moment, his figure vanished from the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already in the sky above the Divine Feather Dynasty.

Yuhua Ji, who was conversing with the Feather Emperor, seemed to sense something and narrowed his eyes. "Uninvited guest. They've arrived."

As his voice fell.

Yuhua Ji appeared before Ling Mu.

"Long time no see. You're still stuck in the Mid Virtual Immortal Realm," Ling Mu said with a slight smile as he looked at the approaching man.

"Heh heh, what, Ling Mu, impatient already?" Yuhua Ji also asked with a smile.

It seemed he didn't take the arriving Ling Mu seriously.

Yuhua Ji's attitude made Ling Mu slightly stunned.

"You don't fear me?" Ling Mu asked, surprised.

"Of course." Yuhua Ji grinned, "If your Great Ling Dynasty wants my Divine Feather Dynasty to submit, then don't waste any more words. Come if you want to. Let's see if I'm afraid."

At this moment, with a True Immortal backing him, Yuhua Ji had no fear of the Great Ling Dynasty.

"Interesting." Ling Mu looked at the fearlessly confident Yuhua Ji, a guess forming in his mind. Could it be that Yuhua Ji had a trump card? Or was he putting on a bluff here?