Damn, I Told You Not to Use True Qi When Playing Ping-Pong!

The Kirin was revered among the beasts of the earth, the Phoenix among the birds, and the True Dragon among scaled creatures. These three bloodlines were the strongest of all.

Forget being rare encounters; across the entire Northern Province, even across the whole lower realm continent, those who had ever seen one could be counted on one hand.

Yun Qiyao had once been fortunate enough to hear, alongside her father, the Dragon Roar of an Immortal Beast with True Dragon blood. That roar and the one just now had been almost indistinguishable.

The scene brought on by the roar of that Immortal Beast with True Dragon blood had also been exactly the same!

Yun Qiyao stared at the scene in the distance, unable to believe her eyes. It was as if a stone had suddenly been tossed into a once-calm lake—the very fabric of space rippled and warped beneath that Dragon Roar.

Yun Qiyao swallowed. This... this powerful immortal... what kind of identity did he have?!

Having an Immortal Beast wasn't all that difficult... Of course, "not all that difficult" only meant compared with having an Immortal Beast with True Dragon blood. Even though Immortal Beasts were incredibly rare, five people on the lower realm continent owned them as mounts.

But... an Immortal Beast with True Dragon blood? That was... a little too incredible.

Behind her, the old man was staring at the celestial phenomenon in shock as well. When he finally came back to his senses, he swallowed and said:

"Judging by this... this immortal must be a High Immortal from the Upper Realm."

Yun Qiyao swallowed and nodded. She had considered that this immortal might be a High Immortal from the Upper Realm, but she had thought the most likely possibility was that he was a super-powerhouse at the Mahayana Stage. Now, looking at this, he had to be a High Immortal from the Upper Realm...

Once she had recovered, Yun Qiyao stepped off the flying boat and headed toward the nearby mountain peak.

"Never mind. A High Immortal from the Upper Realm is even better. That means we have a better chance of dealing with the curse. That Dragon Roar just now seemed to be a warning from the High Immortal. I was careless. Have them all stand down. Uncle Jiang, you and I will go."

The old man behind her immediately nodded and followed.

Back in the courtyard, Jing Pu, watching the match, hadn't been affected in the slightest by what had just happened. He was clutching a cup in one hand, watching the two players anxiously.

"Come on, Lie Chun, hit it backhand! Yes! Backhand!"

Ling Ju, beside him, still wore a frown as she gazed toward the sky, lost in thought.

Soon, someone suddenly knocked at the courtyard gate. Jing Pu glanced back, then passed his cup to Ling Ju.

"I'll get it."

Ling Ju didn't set the cup down. Instead, she followed Jing Pu to the courtyard gate.

When he opened it and saw the two people standing outside, Ling Ju gave a cold snort. So it really was her!

Jing Pu blinked as he looked at the pair outside. Hm?

They didn't look human?

As he studied the old man and the young woman, Jing Pu wondered who they were. Had they come to see him?

While Jing Pu was still puzzling over it, the silver-haired, red-eyed Yun Qiyao bowed slightly to him.

"I am Yun Qiyao, the Imperial Eldest Daughter of the Demon Race."

Jing Pu blinked and muttered:

"Just as I thought. Not human..."

There wasn't really anything wrong with what Jing Pu had said, but it sounded odd. After speaking to Jing Pu, Yun Qiyao also noticed Ling Ju standing behind him, holding a teacup and dressed in plain clothes.

Under normal circumstances, Yun Qiyao should have explained why she had come instead of saying anything else. But when she saw Ling Ju, she couldn't hold back. She raised her chin and arched a brow.

"Is this really the lofty, arrogant Holy Maiden of the Jade Pond? How did you end up as a servant?"

Ling Ju wasn't angered by Yun Qiyao calling her a servant. In fact, she didn't think serving as a servant to a senior was shameful at all. If she could, she wanted to stay like this forever.

Ling Ju only kept a cold expression and said nothing. First, the senior hadn't spoken yet; how could she speak out of turn and break proper etiquette?

Second, Ling Ju had been born with a cool, reserved nature and didn't enjoy arguing. Apart from her family and master, with whom she would exchange a few more words, she was a woman of few words around others.

Of course, she was completely different with the senior.

Ling Ju's silence was a sign of her good temperament, but Jing Pu was fiercely protective of his own and the type to take his side no matter what.

Who was this woman? From the looks of it, she'd come to see him—after all, she'd greeted him first.

So what was this? She'd started by mocking someone?

Jing Pu raised his brows, his face full of displeasure.

"Who are you? Are you here to see me or someone else? What do you want?"

Jing Pu's displeasure was plain on his face. When Yun Qiyao came to her senses, she felt a little apologetic, but she didn't actually apologize. She simply looked at Jing Pu and said, neither servile nor overbearing:

"I have something to discuss with you, Senior. I'd like to make a deal."

If Jing Pu had been a great power of the Demon Race, Yun Qiyao would have treated him with the utmost respect and tried to win him over. But Jing Pu was human. Though he was a High Immortal from the Upper Realm, Yun Qiyao felt no need to abase herself before him. After all, she represented the Demon Race imperial family.

Yun Qiyao was very clear about how she viewed this matter: it was a deal.

A fair deal.

Tell me what you want. If I can afford it, I'll give it to you. If I can't, I'll turn around and leave.

After all, the Demon Race and Human Race had a great many old grudges between them. Though they were allies now, they weren't of one heart. They had only joined forces because the Devil Race was so powerful. Even if she groveled, some things would still be impossible, so there was no need to lower herself.

Hearing Yun Qiyao, Jing Pu looked puzzled.

"What deal?"

Yun Qiyao smiled faintly at Jing Pu.

"This matter is a little complicated. Why don't we go inside and sit down, Senior? Then I can explain."

Jing Pu frowned at Yun Qiyao. She had just mocked Ling Ju, and he was still very unhappy about it. He didn't want to let the two of them into his home. He raised a brow.

"No need. Just tell me here."

Yun Qiyao looked a little awkward, while Ling Ju behind Jing Pu blushed. Her eyes shone as she gazed at him; she knew the senior was standing up for her.

Seeing Jing Pu's displeased expression, Yun Qiyao pressed her lips together. As expected, this immortal was hostile toward the Demon Race.

But since that was the case, Yun Qiyao wouldn't beat around the bush. She would tell him what was going on. If he agreed, fine. If not, she'd leave at once rather than waste any more time here.

Though this immortal was a great immortal from the Upper Realm, he was human, after all. Yun Qiyao had no intention of getting on his good side.

Just as Yun Qiyao was about to speak, Ling Jing suddenly bellowed from inside the courtyard:

"Crow takes flight!"

Smack!!

At the sound, everyone immediately looked over. A black ball shot toward Yun Qiyao at the gate.

With Yun Qiyao's strength, she could have reacted even if the ball had been twice as fast. In an instant, she caught the Ping Pong ball with an expressionless face.

But just as Yun Qiyao frowned slightly and curiously opened her palm to see what it was—

Her face suddenly turned deathly pale. She stared in horror at the Demon Pill at the Spirit Transformation Stage in her hand. The next second, she gave a muffled groan, blood surged from her mouth, and she collapsed to the ground.

Watching what had happened, Jing Pu felt like he was about to fall apart.

Damn it...

I told you not to use True Qi or Spiritual Power when playing ball! Why won't you listen?!