Blood Refining Sect, Reuniting with Lin Qingyao

Li Hongxiu remained silent in response.

"Fairy?"

Seeing Li Hongxiu's refusal to speak, Feng Wuhen Wuhen's anger burned even more fiercely!

Good! Very good!

[A piece of trash dares to steal my woman?!]

[Wait until the ceremony is over, then I'll kill you!]

Li Qingyue watched from the side, her heart filled with worry.

Sister... why are you doing this to yourself?

[That Dongfang Ri, although he has good talent, has already reached the Golden Core in such a short time, which truly makes him a prodigy.]

But... this is the Central Domain! This is Storm Mountain's territory!

[What makes him think he can fight Feng Wuhen? Moreover... behind Storm Mountain lies the terrifying Ancestral Court of the Upper Realm!]

Just then!

"The Blood Refining Sect has arrived!"

A loud shout broke the awkward silence.

A group of cultivators dressed in blood-red robes, exuding a nauseating stench of blood, swaggered in.

Leading the group was none other than Blood Refining Sect Nascent Soul elder of the Xue Tu!

As a super power, the Blood Refining Sect naturally had a grand display, and its members were directly seated in the core VIP seats.

Meanwhile, things were not peaceful in the corner where Dongfang Yueming was.

Sitting at the table next to him was a first-level force called "Iron Sword Sect".

One of the younger disciples, gazing at Qin Rushuang's stunning beauty, a glint of greed in his eyes, then glanced disdainfully at Dongfang Yueming and said sarcastically, "Tsk tsk, what a waste of a beautiful flower! How could such a gorgeous woman end up with such a pretty boy?"

"Senior brother is right!" the junior brother next to him immediately chimed in, "Looking at that kid's frail appearance, he probably can't even withstand a single sword strike from you, senior brother, right?"

"Of course!" The young disciple puffed out his chest smugly. "I'm at the Early Golden Core! How could a piece of trash like him compare?"

"Insolence!" Although the elder of the Iron Sword Sect felt that the words were a bit too much, after all, the other party was a member of the Martial Sect, he did not reprimand him too much, only giving a symbolic reprimand. In his opinion, his disciple's talent was indeed extraordinary, and it was alright for him to be a little arrogant.

Qin Rushuang turned her beautiful eyes slightly, looking at the man beside her with a hint of amusement.

What... what will this guy do?

However, Dongfang Yueming merely glanced at the disciple indifferently.

"Boring."

"Buzz--!"

An invisible pressure descended instantly!

The young disciple, who was still gloating, suddenly felt as if his soul had been gripped tightly by an invisible hand. His whole body stiffened instantly, he trembled, and he couldn't even speak!

"What?!"

The Iron Sword Sect Old One shocked! He was just about to investigate the other party's background.

"Boom!"

An even more terrifying aura, barely leaked out, crashed down like Mount Tai!

"Thump!"

The elder, who Early Nascent Soul, didn't even have time to react before he knelt down on both knees, cold sweat pouring down his face!

"This..."

The surrounding crowd cast curious glances their way.

What happened over there?

"It seems like the Iron Sword Sect members have knelt down?"

Who did it?

The commotion here also attracted the attention of the Blood Refining Sect.

Elder Xue Tu was already quite agitated by the sect leader's disappearance, and upon hearing the commotion over there, he immediately looked over impatiently.

"It's so noisy! Can't you please be quiet...?"

However, the moment his gaze fell upon Dongfang Yueming!

His voice stopped abruptly!

He jumped up from his seat as if he had seen a ghost!

[It's... it's him?!]

During this time, he searched almost the entire Taiyi Immortal City for the missing sect leader! Finally, he learned from someone in the know that the person who left with "Baixiaosheng" was this very person!

Now, Baixiaosheng is dead, and the sect leader... has also disappeared!

The only possibility is...

[The sect leader... was killed by him?!]

[He can even kill a sect leader at the Nascent Soul Formation Realm...]

The thought sent chills down Xue Tu's spine and made his legs go weak!

How could he dare to show even the slightest impatience?

He quickly put on a smile that looked worse than a grimace, and bowed respectfully towards the direction of the Dongfang Yueming.

"This..."

Everyone around was completely stunned!

[An elder of the Blood Refining Sect... actually bowed to that kid in the corner?!]

Am I seeing things?!

Looking at Xue Tu's trembling and fearful appearance, Dongfang Yueming's lips curled into a playful smile.

[Looks like... a smart person.]

[Perfect timing, my "Blood God Scripture" is still missing the follow-up methods.]

"Um?"

At the same time, Lin Qingyao followed everyone's gaze, and a hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.

[Is it him?]

[That little guy from the Great Xia Martial Arts Academy?]

She never imagined that the ordinary boy who needed her to casually give him a cultivation technique to even begin his journey would actually... transform into a disciple of the Martial Sect!

This encounter... is quite Bufan.

But then she shook her head slightly.

[What a pity...]

[The Martial Sect has long since fallen from grace, and now it has become enemies with the rising Storm Mountain.]

[And Storm Mountain not only allied with the Purple Thunder Sect, but also had the support of the ancestral court of the Upper Realm.]

[The situation of this Martial Sect... is probably dire.]

"Qingyao, what's wrong?" A member of the Lin Family noticed her unusual behavior and asked.

Lin Qingyao withdrew her gaze and explained calmly, "It's nothing, I just saw an... acquaintance."

"Old friend?"

The elders of the Lin Family followed her gaze, but lost interest after just one glance.

"Just a minor cultivator from the Lower Realm lower realm. He might have some talent, but that's all."

As Soul Formation elder of the Lin Family in the Upper Realm, what kind of geniuses hadn't he seen?

In his eyes, Dongfang Yueming was nothing more than an ant.

Lin Qingyao did not refute, but simply nodded and said no more.

Her encounter with Dongfang Yueming was merely a chance meeting.

The gift of the "Nine-Turn Coiled Dragon Force" was merely a casual gesture.

Since the other party has already joined the Martial Sect, they must have no shortage of cultivation techniques.