Holy Maiden Su Fuyun
June in Yao Zhou was not as hot as in the Twin Orchid Realm. The large-scale constant temperature array operated continuously, keeping the entire Mara Gate in an extremely comfortable state.
Su Fuyun turned her head away from the spiritual fruit the maid offered her, her brows furrowed with unyielding sorrow.
"Is something wrong, Holy Maiden? Is it that the spiritual fruit tastes bad today, or that the robes and jewelry sent earlier did not suit your taste?" A maidservant serving her asked, noticing her sullen expression.
Su Fuyun was naturally not unhappy because of these things. Ever since she was inexplicably brought to the Immortal Spirit Realm by the jade pendant, she was also very lucky to catch the eye of the Mara Gate Master and become the new Holy Maiden of the Mara Gate.
In this world, she enjoys the best of everything in terms of food, clothing, shelter, and transportation; it's a life she never dared to dream of before.
Although life here was good, she couldn't see her master, so she couldn't help but feel sad.
Thinking of Gu Huaiwei, Su Fuyun immediately dismissed the maids around her. Once everyone was gone, she carefully pulled out the jade pendant from her neck. "Senior, when can I return to the Twin Orchid Realm? My master is seriously injured and I've left him in the Devil Realm. If I don't go back, I'm afraid he won't have an easy time."
She thought of Fan Nanjun. Although he had assured her that he would never harm Gu Huaiwei, she herself was no longer in the Devil Realm, Fan Nanjun might very well take action against Gu Huaiwei.
Su Fuyun felt depressed. Although she was entangled with many people, her favorite person was still her master!
Yu Zhuizi, woken by her, was extremely impatient. "Instead of worrying about your master, you should worry more about yourself. If you don't cultivate properly, do you think this position of Holy Maiden will stay with you forever?!"
If she hadn't persuaded her father—the leader of the Mara Gate —to single-handedly elevate Su Fuyun to the position of Holy Maiden, would she still be idly sitting here lamenting the passing of spring and yearning for men?!
He had created such a good cultivation environment for her, but she was like a lump of mud, only caring about comfort. All she did all day was eat, drink, play, and hang out with that boy from the Gong Household.
If this body hadn't been so perfectly suited to her soul, the jade pendant would have long since gone to support someone else!
Despite all her efforts to pile the best things in front of Su Fuyun, in the end, all that was on this person's mind was her master!
Yu Zhuizi grew angrier the more she thought about it. Just as Su Fuyun was making excuses for herself again, she couldn't help but stab her with a retort, "Do you really think of yourself as Gu Huaiwei's apprentice? Do I need to remind you how you got this master?"
Su Fuyun's expression suddenly froze, and her face instantly turned ugly.
Of course, she would never forget that her rise from a humble peasant girl to become the disciple of the Immortal Venerable Yanchen was entirely the result of scheming.
Seeing Su Fuyun's sudden change in expression, Yu Zhuizi's mood instantly improved.
She didn't want to hurt Su Fuyun too much, after all, she would still need to use this body in the future.
Then, the jade pendant gently reassured him, "Alright, don't think about it so much. I'll find a way to bring your master to the Immortal Spirit Realm when the opportunity arises. Right now, your primary tasks are twofold: first, cultivate diligently; second, extract the attendance list for the Dragon-Slaying Grand Assembly from that Gong Household brat as soon as possible. If you do well, perhaps the sect leader will reward you with a few drops of dragon blood!"
What Su Fuyun was thinking was unknown, but she still wisely showed a smile on her face.
Just then, a maidservant whispered, "Your Majesty, the third young master of the Gong Household has come to invite you out for a stroll again."
Su Fuyun got up, straightened her clothes and hair, and seeing that she looked perfectly fine in the mirror, she stepped out the door.
The small, building-like boat swayed and rocked for several days before Sang Ying finally set foot on solid land.
Before she could even catch her breath, the boat owner, who had benefited greatly from Sang Ying along the way, came looking for her:
"Young lady, didn't you want to go to the main city of Yao Zhou? Now I've found a way for you. Have you heard of the Jimo Household's caravan?"
Sang Ying raised an eyebrow at him. Seeing that she didn't intend to refuse, the ship owner continued, "It's quite lucky, miss. The Jimo Household's caravan is also heading to Yao Zhou's main city these days. I met their manager today, which is how I found you a seat on their flying ship."
Yao Zhou is under the strict control of the Mara Gate, and the movement of strangers is very restricted. Since Sang Ying cannot fly there on her sword, she naturally has to find some way to get there.
Therefore, when the boat owner offered to help, Sang Ying naturally did not refuse.
Fortunately, the ship owner didn't lie to her and kept his word, leading Sang Ying to the caravan manager of the Jimo Household.
The manager was a middle-aged cultivator with a simple and honest appearance, who seemed very easy to talk to. After Sang Ying paid the full fee, he led her directly onto the flying boat engraved with the Jimo Household crest.
Sang Ying seemed oblivious to the other party's deliberate actions and quietly checked into the pre-arranged guest room.
After settling the unexpected guest, the steward dared not delay and went into the innermost bedroom of the flying boat.
Although the bedroom was simply furnished, it exuded luxury in every detail.
A man dressed in blue sat or lay at a desk, on which Jade Slip were scattered.
"It's all arranged?" Without even looking up, the young man guessed the manager's identity.
"Everything has been arranged as you instructed, young master," the steward replied respectfully. After a pause, he asked, "The Gong Household has always had a distant relationship with our Jimo Household, and this Dragon Dragon-Slaying Grand Assembly doesn't seem like a good thing. Why did you come all this way to get involved in this mess, young master?"
The steward was somewhat puzzled. In his opinion, it was best for the Jimo Household not to get involved in this matter.
The young man in front of him raised his chin, a rare hint of arrogance appearing on his handsome face. "If you don't go and see for yourself, how will you know how those people brought about their own destruction?"
Recalling the Dragon-Slaying Grand Assembly held ten thousand years ago, the young man couldn't help but reveal a hint of mockery.
Upon receiving this reply, the steward could only sigh helplessly and say with concern, "I know I can't persuade you, young master, but there are likely many unexpected events ahead of you on this trip into the main city of Yao Zhou. You must proceed with caution."
"I know all that, you don't need to worry." After saying that, the young man waved his hand and quickly dismissed the person from the house.
Once the room had returned to calm, he looked at the invitation card beside him and let out a soft sigh.
On the small invitation, the large character for "dragon" stands out conspicuously, drawing everyone's attention.
"A mere Gong Household dares to lay a finger on the Dragon Race?" The young man scoffed and tossed the invitation aside.
As the old stories he had read in his elders' notes gradually surfaced in his mind, and looking at the audacious Gong Household, the young man had no idea that this so-called Dragon-Slaying Grand Assembly proceed smoothly.
"Perhaps my Jimo Household should also get involved and stir up some trouble?" the young man murmured. However, if he were to get involved, it would probably mean helping that dragon escape from this place.
After all, the last guy who was tied to the Dragon-Slaying Platform survived by the skin of his teeth and turned the Cultivation World upside down!
Regardless of what others think, he is unwilling to let the Immortal Spirit Realm become a second Nether Treasury Realm.
The people inside the flying boat were lost in thought, while outside the boat lay the vast expanse of the sky.
Countless forces are swarming towards Yao Zhou's main city, and that already chaotic place may soon face even greater chaos!