When they heard the two words "Liu Mei", everyone in the room was stunned. They subconsciously looked at the fairy-like woman in front of them, with shocked expressions in their eyes.
Unexpectedly, the woman in front of me is Liu Mei, the direct disciple of the Ascendant Realm, the powerful senior Luo Chuan, the same person who defeated the proud girl Hong Die at Vermilion Bird State?
The middle-aged man couldn't stop sweating. He naturally recognized Liu Mei's identity and quickly raised his hands in salute, "I, Qianhuan State, from my country, Zhou Qingshan, have met Fairy Liu Mei."
Liu Mei looked coldly at Zhou Qingshan in front of him, whom he had also met in Vermilion Bird State, and said in an indifferent tone, "I heard that you want to get our Hengyue Sect's Yingbian Realm-level magic weapon, and you also want to get my Hengyue Sect's Ascendant Realm insights?"
Zhou Qingshan's throat rolled, and her whole expression was quite embarrassing. Although the other party was only at the Spirit Severing Realm level, after all, she was the direct disciple of the strong Ascendant Realm...
If you attack him yourself, the consequences will be unimaginable, and may even cause the entire Qianhuan State country to turn into scorched earth.
Liu Mei put his jade hands behind his back, stared at the strong man of Qianhuan State country with cold eyes, and said lightly, "It's still too late to get out now, otherwise don't blame us Hengyue Sect for being rude."
Hearing Liu Mei's words, the monks in Qianhuan State country all backed down. After all, none of them wanted to offend the strong Ascendant Realm period.
If Zhou Qingshan hadn't promised to give each of them a low-level magic weapon, Zhao Kingdom wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles to come to Level 4 Cultivation Country.
Zhou Qingshan also hesitated in his heart. Just when he wanted to leave here, the three Yingbian Realm monks from before appeared here and grabbed Zhou Qingshan who wanted to retreat.
The leader, the old man in black robe, stroked his beard and said with an indifferent expression, "To tell you the truth, our Qianhuan State country has long been subordinate to Vermilion Bird State. Now you Hengyue Sect are the sect of Luo Chuan. It is only natural that we destroy you on behalf of Vermilion Bird State."
"Mo Lan, what do you mean? We have already agreed before coming here that we will not take action against the Hengyue Sect. We are only looking for opportunities and magic weapons. Have you forgotten?"
Zhou Qingshan turned around suddenly and stared at the old ghost Mo Lan in front of him, unable to believe that the other party wanted to destroy Hengyue Sect.
If Hengyue Sect is destroyed, their Qianhuan State country will have offended a Ascendant Realm strong man. At that time, the entire Level 5 Cultivation Country will pay a bloody price for this.
Mo Lan Hearing this, the old ghost seemed to have heard a big joke. His withered palms suddenly clenched his beard, his knuckles turned white, and a weird laugh rolled out of his throat.
The laughter was sharp and harsh, like the friction of iron, which made all the monks present feel numb.
"Coward! What a complete coward!"
Mo Lan The old ghost put one hand behind his back, raised his eyes suddenly, and a sinister cold light shot out from the turbid pupils, nailing Zhou Qingshan's face.
"Zhou Qingshan ah Zhou Qingshan, you have lived for nearly a thousand years and your cultivation level has reached the mid-term threshold of the Yingbian Realm, but you are still so short-sighted?!"
"Luo Chuan's name scares you so much? Are you so scared that you even dare to defy the majesty of Vermilion Bird State?"
The old ghost took two steps forward, and the hem of his black robe swept across the ground, kicking up bursts of dust. A powerful late Yingbian Realm pressure spread like a substance, making Zhou Qingshan's chest feel tight and he took several steps back.
The two Yingbian Realm monks beside him also released their auras at the right time, and the three pressures intertwined together and instantly enveloped the entire Hengyue Sect mountain gate.
The transformed gods and Nascent Soul Realm monks from the Qianhuan State country turned pale and fell to their knees one after another, not even having the courage to raise their heads.
"Why do you think our country Qianhuan State is dependent on Vermilion Bird State? Are you a timid fool like you?"
Mo Lan The old ghost sneered, his eyes swept over everyone present, and finally landed on Liu Mei. His eyes were extremely contemptuous, as if he was looking at an insignificant dead object.
"So what if Luo Chuan is Ascendant Realm? So what if he is his direct disciple? In Vermilion Bird State, there are four strong Ascendant Realms, among whom senior Vermilion Bird Child is Ascendant Realm Dzogchen. Are we still afraid of him as Luo Chuan? What's more..."
Mo Lan The old ghost's tone paused, and the corners of his mouth raised a sinister arc. His voice was lowered a bit, but it contained a heart-stopping chill:
"As far as I know, senior Luo Chuan disappeared after leaving Vermilion Bird State. How could he still care about this little Hengyue Sect? Do you really think Vermilion Bird State dared to touch his sect without a foolproof plan?"
Zhou Qingshan trembled all over, all the color drained from his face, and his lips trembled as he tried to refute, but was forced to swallow his words by the cold eyes of the old ghost Mo Lan.
Although he knew the consequences of offending Luo Chuan in his heart, the words of old ghost Mo Lan also touched his weakness.
He knows the horror of Vermilion Bird State better than anyone else. It is a behemoth that can span several cultivation countries. Let alone one Qianhuan State country, even if there are ten or a hundred, they are nothing but ants in front of Vermilion Bird State.
"As for the agreement you mentioned?"
Mo Lan The old ghost curled his lips in disdain, flicked his withered fingers in front of him, and a wisp of black spiritual power emerged out of thin air, turning into a miniature sword, spinning and flying at his fingertips.
"That's just an excuse to trick you money-grubbing people here. Yingbian Realm's magic weapon of the Hengyue Sect is tempting, but cutting off Luo Chuan's foundation and turning him into a rootless person is the real purpose of Vermilion Bird State!"
"Do you think you can hide this from Vermilion Bird State's Immortal with your little ingenuity?"
Mo Lan The old ghost turned to look at the Qianhuan State monks who were kneeling on the ground, and his tone suddenly became sharp, like thunder:
"You losers, if it weren't for the magic weapon I promised you, you would never have the chance to set foot on the Zhao Kingdom in this life. Now the opportunity of Vermilion Bird State is right in front of you. As long as you step on the Hengyue Sect, your names will be on the credit book."
"When the time comes, let alone low-level magic weapons, even mid-level, high-level magic weapons, and even the cultivation experience of the Ascendant Realm monks will be possible. But what about you? Are you scared out of your wits just because of the name Luo Chuan?"
"Mo Lan old ghost, you... you are playing with fire!"
Zhou Qingshan gritted his teeth, with a hint of despair in his voice, and a strong cold look in his eyes, and said, "Senior Luo Chuan has great magical powers. If he can escape from the predicament, he will definitely wipe out the country of Qianhuan State, and then all of us will be dead!"
"Bloodbath?"
Mo Lan The old ghost raised his head and laughed, his laughter full of unbridled madness, and said disdainfully:
"Zhou Qingshan, you think too highly of Luo Chuan. Don't forget that senior Vermilion Bird Child is extremely powerful. Even if he really knows about it, I, Vermilion Bird State, will make him pay a heavy price."
Just as Mo Lan old ghost finished speaking, the originally blue sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed, and bronze thunder thundered through the clouds like dragons and snakes.
"So, you Qianhuan State are really planning to fight me Hengyue Sect until death?"