Chapter 388

Running Old Demon?

Even though Yunhe had cultivated for several hundred years, and was thick-skinned enough to speak human words to people and ghost words to ghosts, upon hearing such a "nickname," he couldn't help but blush.

To tell the truth.

Although he knew that after being chased and killed by the Thousand-Wing Blood Mosquitoes, his reputation might not be good, after all, at that time, in order to buy himself some breathing room, he had ransacked many marketplaces, even preparing himself for the marketplace owners to come after him.

But he really hadn't expected to gain such a nickname.

Moreover, hearing Feng Qingdan talk about the Corpse Puppet Sect's zombies, it seemed that this "Running Old Demon" really did have some deterrent power.

Yunhe smiled and shook his head, leisurely sipped his tea, and didn't really care.

Whether it's a good reputation or a bad one, as long as it has deterrent power, that's enough.

Upon reaching the Yuan Ying Stage, even if they are enemies, they sometimes won't engage in magical combat; more often, it's about whose reputation is greater, giving them the advantage in negotiations.

This is the great immortal city belonging to the Eastern Realm's largest sect, the Grand Mystery Orthodox Unity Sect; it is much larger than the Spirit-Awakening City and Hundred-Mile City that Yunhe has visited, but compared to the Cloud Palace City of the Upper Realm, there is still a considerable gap.

But if the duration lasts long—decades, even a century or more—then the significance of this "temporary alliance" becomes great.

To tell the truth, even among those who have reached Yuan Ying Stage Cultivation Base, finding cultivators with a personality as unrestrained as Fang Qiuyu's is rare in the entire Eastern Realm.

As for this foreign tribe turmoil, if the duration is short, it's fine to say so; the so-called "temporary alliance" will fall apart after the event ends, returning to its original state.

If one looks closely, one can see that within the rainbow light are three rather imposing flood dragons pulling a carriage.

This person is

"Fellow Daoist Ji," Yunhe and Feng Qingdan also returned the salute, and at the same time he noticed the female cultivator beside Ji Liuyun.

Especially Yunhe, from Feng Qingdan's account, learned of many recent changes in the Eastern Realm's cultivation world, including the relationships among the various factions and powers under the great banner of the Human Cultivator Alliance.

After all, once the alliance stabilizes, even if the foreign tribe turmoil ends, those major powers that have seized power and reaped benefits will not easily relinquish it.

The purple-pattern wind carriage came to a stop, and Yunhe and Feng Qingdan flew out from within.

"Here they come." Ji Liuyun stood up, watching the scene of the three dragons pulling, and couldn't help but say with a smile: "Elder Yunhe's travels are indeed impressive."

Within the city, tall towers rose high, buildings packed close together, spiritual energy condensed into mist, and immortal phoenixes cried in unison.

However, Ji Liuyun had long grown accustomed to her personality.

"Are you, Fellow Daoist Yunhe, going to Grand Mystery City to participate in the covenant assembly this time?" Feng Qingdan asked.

"Fellow Daoist Yunhe!"

Like Feng Qingdan and the Fragrant Incense Pavilion he represents, this trip is to discuss the reallocation of sect strongholds.

As for the "covenant assembly," it is a temporary alliance formed by human cultivators in response to the foreign tribe turmoil, and can be said to be the greatest prosperous age the Eastern Realm's cultivation world has seen in thousands of years.

Ji Liuyun smiled and went up to meet them.

"Junior sister, you've already asked seven or eight times." Ji Liuyun wore an expression of helplessness.

Her words left Ji Liuyun even more speechless.

Just as the two were communicating, suddenly a rainbow light shot from the distance, accompanied by the faint long cry of a flood dragon.

"Senior Brother Ji, Elder Yunhe should be arriving soon, right?"

After all, it still has to do with her other identity.

Thus, riding in Yunhe's purple-pattern wind carriage, the two either discussed the current situation of the Eastern Realm's cultivation world or exchanged cultivation insights, and both gained quite a bit.

Yunhe simply waved his hand and stored away the three flood dragons as well as the purple-pattern wind carriage.

Moreover, if Elder Yunhe were willing to truly join my Hall of a Hundred Dawns, wouldn't I then have a junior disciple?

Although invitations were sent to all Yuan Ying Stage or higher cultivators in the Eastern Realm, the actual targets were only some relatively larger powers or sects, and the criterion was whether that power possessed a cultivator of mid-Yuan Ying Stage Cultivation Base or ability.

And on a mountain roughly several hundred li outside the city, a man and a woman sat in a pavilion—namely Ji Liuyun and Fang Qiuyu of the Hall of a Hundred Dawns.

Soon enough.

As for that, Yunhe naturally would not refuse.

Fang Qiuyu, however, had an indifferent expression, merely saying with a hint of anticipation: "After all, he's the legendary 'Running Old Demon,' and I've never seen him before."

Fang Qiuyu wrinkled her delicate nose and let out a soft hum, showing her annoyance at Ji Liuyun's dampening of the mood.

"Elder Yunhe might not agree." Ji Liuyun could only say that.

"Good."

Feng Qingdan's eyes lit up slightly, "Why not go together?"

And how to reap the greatest benefits in such a situation, this covenant assembly can be said to be crucial.

Fang Qiuyu occasionally glanced toward the northwest, and couldn't help but ask.

Of course, any Yuan Ying Stage Cultivator who wishes to participate may do so.

The very center and most expansive region of the Eastern Realm's cultivation world is the Eastern Realm itself, Grand Mystery City.

It may very well change the pattern that the Eastern Realm's cultivation world has maintained for hundreds or even thousands of years.

"Not bad." Yunhe nodded.

"Haha! This is the junior sister I mentioned earlier to Fellow Daoist Yunhe, Fang Qiuyu." Ji Liuyun laughed as he introduced.

Yunhe showed an expression of realization, bowed to Fang Qiuyu, and said, "Fellow Daoist Fang."

"Elder Yunhe, Fellow Daoist Feng." Fang Qiuyu seemed to have lost her earlier excitement and performed a solemn salute.

Given the capabilities of the Hall of a Hundred Dawns, Fang Qiuyu naturally knows Feng Qingdan.

But her gaze still couldn't help scanning Yunhe up and down.

"How did Elder Yunhe put away the carriage?" Ji Liuyun couldn't help but ask.

Yunhe smiled slightly and explained: "This carriage was originally just to have more cultivation time. Now that Grand Mystery City has so many Yuan Ying Cultivators, it's better not to be too ostentatious."

He had originally planned to fly to the vicinity of Grand Mystery City, then put away the purple-pattern wind carriage and proceed on foot; now that he has met Ji Liuyun and the others, it's just perfect.

"Fellow Daoist Yunhe's present achievements are not without reason."

Ji Liuyun sighed, then led Yunhe and the others as they slowly flew toward Grand Mystery City.

Seeing Yunhe appear unharmed, Mr. Ji finally relaxed completely; this past year or so has really made us worried.

Thank you for your concern, Daoist friend. It's just that I injured some of my origin in the hasty escape that day, so I had to find a place to recuperate. Yunhe said lightly.

Origin? Ji Li Yun narrowed their eyes, speaking with some worry: "Is it serious?"

He is this way because he injured his origin, injured his foundation, causing his cultivation base to no longer be able to advance; if Yunhe could obtain such fame, it would be paying the same price; in Ji Li Yun's view, that would be too not worth it.

No problem, it's already fine.

It's fine as long as there's no problem, it's fine as long as there's no problem. Ji Li Yun showed a relieved expression.

Elder Yunhe, do you know you're now a 'celebrity'? Fang Qiuyu couldn't help but interject.

Hearing that, Yunhe gave a bitter smile, smoothed his sleeve, and said: "Running Old Devil?"

Upon hearing that nickname, everyone burst out in knowing laughter.

These are just private nicknames, Yunhe Daoist friend, don't take them to heart. Ji Li Yun said with a smile to comfort.

Yunhe shook his head; at first it sounded a bit grating, but now he's long been used to it and doesn't care.

I've long heard from my senior brother that Elder Yunhe's magical power is profound, and I was willing to think it was just my senior brother's exaggeration, but I didn't expect it to actually be this impressive. Fang Qiuyu covered their mouth, laughed a few times, then added.

Before Yunhe could speak, Ji Li Yun also said: "Junior sister, don't say you didn't expect it; actually, I, the senior brother, didn't expect it either. Every time I see Yunhe Daoist friend, I think I've seen it all, but I never realized each time is just the tip of the iceberg."

Daoist friend Ji, don't exaggerate your praise of Yunhe; Yunhe's situation—don't you know it better than anyone else? Yunhe has only just formed a Nascent Soul; how could we talk about profound magical power? Yunhe said helplessly.

Alright, Yunhe Daoist friend, don't be too modest. If you don't count as someone with profound magical power, then what are we?

The four of them flew slowly toward Grand Mystery City, chatting as they went.

The closer they got to Grand Mystery City, the more cultivators they could see flying overhead.

Most of them were Golden Core cultivators, with occasionally one or two Nascent Soul cultivators.

Some were acquaintances of Ji Li Yun and the others, exchanging greetings when they met; even those who didn't know each other would nod in acknowledgment upon encountering.

As they were speaking, Yunhe's heart suddenly stirred, and he turned his head to look in one direction.

Yunhe Daoist friend, what's wrong?

Seeing his appearance, Feng Qingdan asked curiously.

A mid-Nascent Soul cultivator. Yunhe said lightly.

Mid-Nascent Soul cultivators are usually rare, but it's not that surprising now, is it?

But Yunhe continued: "They're flying straight toward us."

Huh?

Everyone was taken aback.

But they weren't nervous either; this place is only dozens of li from Grand Mystery City—who would dare to fight here?

So they were mostly curious, curious about who the other party was and why they were coming toward them.

Soon enough.

Ji Li Yun and the others' divine senses also detected the incoming person's presence, though each of their expressions differed.

Ji Li Yun's expression showed a hint of strangeness, Fang Qiuyu showed a hint of joy, while Feng Qingdan's face showed a hint of surprise.

Only see, amidst a melodious zither and lute sound, a convoy wearing golden armor approached from afar, in the middle surrounded by a splendid carriage; although the beasts pulling it were not flood dragons, they were five extremely rare Scarlet Flame Flowing Cloud Steeds, each possessing third-stage strength.

Faintly, there seemed to be Xuan Nu flying and dancing, accompanied by the apparition of strange beasts swallowing clouds and exhaling mist.

Alongside it, Yunhe's carriage appeared extremely plain.

Yunhe also felt somewhat surprised in his heart, not knowing who was traveling, yet having such grandeur.

But after the surprise, it was nothing; in the cultivation world, cultivators are all kinds of strange, especially those Nascent Soul cultivators who have lived hundreds or thousands of years—regardless of whether it's due to their cultivation method or personal preference, any temperament is nothing to be surprised about.

And Feng Qingdan seemed to recognize the incoming person, lowering their voice to say: "Yunhe Daoist friend, this person is the Jinling King of Qing Kingdom!"

Jinling King, a famous mid-Nascent Soul cultivator in the Eastern Border cultivation world!

And Qing Kingdom is the largest kingdom in the Eastern Border.

The ultimate goal of any cultivation clan is to become a nation.

The Cloud Upper Realm has the Yunluo Kingdom, while the Eastern Border has Qing Kingdom.

This is enough to be comparable to forces such as the Formless Sword Sect, Taixuan Orthodox Unity Gate, and Black River Valley.

Yunhe Daoist friend, no need to worry. Ji Li Yun also spoke up from the side.

Huh?

Just see him smiling slightly, with a hint of rare teasing, as he explained: "The Jinling King, or rather the entire Qing Kingdom's royal family, all bear the surname Fang."

Fang?

Yunhe startled.

He then turned his gaze toward Fang Qiuyu on the other side.

Indeed, on her face there was no sign of surprise or panic, but rather a look of joy, as she shouted toward the approaching convoy:

Third Uncle!

(End of chapter)