A Flower from Three Thousand Years Ago

After a round of smooth talking, Tang Yu left decisively and stylishly.

He had done plenty of investigating into the Jade Maiden Sect during this time and knew what kind of person Ning Qingyan was.

She was quite different from a psychologically twisted old woman like Fang Meiyun.

Ning Qingyan was the sort of naive sweetheart who could be called upright in character.

It was only a matter of time before she and Fang Meiyun parted ways.

So from the moment he first met Ning Qingyan, Tang Yu had been working hard to drive a wedge between them.

As a villain, if he did not do such despicable, shameless things, he would practically be betraying his own identity.

At worst, he could take responsibility for her afterward and accept her into the Joyous Union Sect.

When he returned to the center of the battlefield.

Several cargo ships had been badly damaged by the self-destruction and were parked on the ground.

Fortunately, the goods aboard had been protected and were unaffected.

Seeing Tang Yu arrive, the Joyous Union Sect disciples responsible for transporting the goods hurried over to report.

"Martial Granduncle, the ships are badly damaged and can no longer be used. We've already dispatched several replacement ships."

"Just write them off. Deduct the spirit stones from the Cluster Jade Pavilion's account."

Tang Yu waved a hand. What was such a minor loss?

After confirming that the goods were fine, Tang Yu went to find the group of Nascent Soul experts.

At that moment, an old woman at the early Nascent Soul stage was slumped on the ground.

The injuries within her body had already brought her to death's edge.

In the battle just now, she should have suffered the destruction of both body and soul.

An ancient lamp artifact she