Immortal Path About to Open, All Sides Tremble

Zhou Yunyi's expression underwent a spectacular transformation in just a few breaths.

First, his pupils dilated in shock, his handsome face paled instantly, and he unconsciously shrank back, looking like a mouse that had just seen a cat.

Then, his eyes darted around, and he suddenly straightened his back, forcefully taking the half-step back.

That's right! No matter how powerful Qin Wangchuan is, this isn't my true form! What's there to be afraid of!

But before the smug smile could fully spread across his face, he suddenly froze.

Wait... Qin Wangchuan has already recognized me, doesn't that mean...?

"It's all over, it's all over, it's all over..." His lips trembled, his eyes glazed over, "I've lost so much face!"

Qin Wangchuan tapped the armrest lightly with his fingertips, looking at Zhou Yunyi with a half-smile, "Zhou Clan First Feather, why aren't you staying in the Heaven Above Heaven? What are you doing here in Middle Thousand Provinces? And why are you tied up like this?"

He did not believe that the Zhou Clan First Feather would be trapped in such a fishing net.

However, the truth is, it really is possible!

Zhou Yunyi's ears turned bright red, and she stammered as she turned her face away, too embarrassed to utter a sound.

Upon seeing this, Yin Qiyue immediately stepped forward and briefly recounted what had happened.

But as she spoke, a glimpse of Zhou Yunyi's pitiful state—wearing only his underwear—filled her heart with dread.

Broken!

This man seems to be an acquaintance of the Young Master. If we strip him naked, wouldn't that be...?

She grabbed Xiao Yun and demanded in a low voice, "Does he have anything valuable on him? Quickly take it out and return it!"

Xiao Yun scratched his head. "No, this kid is really poor. The only thing worth anything about him is his clothes." He then glanced at Zhou Yunyi with disdain, "He has quite a few Storage Ring, but nine out of ten are empty. What a waste of such good material."

"I suspect this guy came down to the Lower Realm specifically to show off."

"Really none? Not even pills or magical Law Treasure?"

"Yes! Lots of Three-turn Pills, Law Treasure only a dozen or so Quasi-Spirit Artifacts."

Three-turn Pills were highly sought Lower Thousand Provinces, but after arriving in Middle Thousand Provinces, everyone's appetites had become more discerning.

I really don't think much of it.

Upon hearing this, Yin Qiyue's tense shoulders finally relaxed, and she even straightened her back.

So shabby, they must not be someone the Young Master knows!

If Zhou Yunyi knew what Yin Qiyue was thinking, he would probably vomit blood on the spot.

He was so heartbroken.

After a period of seclusion and cultivation at the Zhou Clan, he finally emerged from seclusion to descend to the Lower Realm for some fun.

And while we're at it, let's collect the offerings from these mortals.

I just hired one and he got kidnapped!

And to make matters worse, we were caught by that monster Qin Wangchuan! How embarrassing!

"Get up." Qin Wangchuan raised his hand, and the fishing net shattered instantly.

Give him some clothes.

A disciple from the Wen Dao Palace deftly presented a set of Coarse Cloth Linen to Zhou Yunyi.

Zhou Yunyi's eyes widened, and he was about to blurt out, "My old Cloud Pattern Brocade..."

You know, that garment is a priceless treasure!

Its most distinctive feature is its ability to automatically release pressure.

Once you put it on and stand there, everyone who sees you will imagine you as a Peerless Expert, and respectfully call you "Senior".

It can be used to show off one's divine power before Lower Realm, and it's all about slapping people in the face!

Now look what's happened, they've become the spoils of war for these bandits.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back down.

He finally understood.

This Wen Dao Palace is practically Qin Wangchuan's territory! No wonder it exudes an eerie atmosphere from top to bottom!

A goose is plucked as it flies by, an animal leaves its skin as it departs! It's unlikely to return.

A wave of regret washed over me.

'If you had told me this was your sect earlier, I wouldn't have come!'

'Commit a sin!'

The commotion in the main hall had not subsided, but several furtive figures were lurking in the shadows of a corner.

"Isn't your fishing net supposed to be able to trap even a saint?" A tall, thin man nudged the man in the Green Robe next to him with his elbow. "Hey, Jiang, you've blown your own horn, haven't you?"

"What saint my foot! If a saint came, I'd be the first to run." Jiang Jianbai stroked his chin, his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly. "But it shouldn't be this fragile."

He suddenly lowered his voice, "Could it be that the formation is inscribed too incompletely?"

"That network contains nearly 100,000 miniature arrays! There can't be any more," someone nearby added quietly.

"I don't think it's enough! This kind of net is only good enough to catch small animals and drink some of their blood back home," a round-faced disciple said decisively.

At this moment, a lazy voice suddenly interrupted, "It's not a problem with the formation." The voice paused, "This method is enough to deal with ordinary people, but it's not enough for him."

Jiang Jianbai turned around subconsciously, then froze.

Everyone turned their heads in unison.

Suddenly, a sixth person appeared in the circle that had originally been made up of five people.

The man was dressed in ordinary Wen Dao Palace disciple robes, with an average appearance and a lazy demeanor, looking as if he had just arrived.

"Qing Xuan?" someone exclaimed.

Qing Xuan, who was usually the most taciturn, leaned lazily against the wall with a faint smile on his lips.

That's right, this person is Qin Xuanji.

This figure is Qing Xuan, the Paper Figurine Puppet he created at the Wen Dao Palace.

'No wonder they're family, Qing Wangchuan, Qin Wangchuan... Ha.'

Qin Xuanji looked up at Qin Wangchuan, his eyes filled with thought.

'Speaking of which, Eighth Sister and Ninth Brother are about the age... shouldn't they be going to the Wandao Academy by now?'

Meanwhile, in the Ten Directions Immortal Court.

A piece of news swept through the major Aristocratic Clan like a hurricane--

Inside the Li Clan's council hall, the air was thick with the scent of sandalwood.

Li Qingluan and a group of Prodigy young talents stood with their hands at their sides, while the elders at the head of the table had solemn expressions.

"The Immortal Path?" Li Qingluan frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled by the term.

"Exactly."

A Star Chart flew out from the First Elder's sleeve, unfolding into a dazzling Light Screen in the void. "That was originally something hidden away by the Hidden Ji Clan, a severed Immortal Path."

"And now you know, the Ji Clan has been destroyed, and the Immortal Path has become ownerless."

An uproar immediately erupted in the hall.

"It's called a road, but it's actually an ancient Immortal Ancient Secret Realm." Another elder flicked his finger, and a scene of a ten-thousand-foot-high Heavenly Ladder piercing the clouds appeared on the Light Screen. "It will open in one month, and all Aristocratic Clan can send their disciples inside to seek their destiny."

As he spoke, the elder's tone suddenly became serious.

"Although the Qin Clan has cleared away the obstacles, it is, after all, Ancient Immortal Path. We don't know what's inside. It may be extremely dangerous, or there may be Alien Race living there."

"This is both fortuitous opportunity and a calamity for you; act according to your capabilities."

Li Qingluan remained silent upon hearing this, pondering silently in her heart:

"A month...?"

"I wonder if he went back to the Qin Clan."