Chapter 214: Tang Wanqiu

The earth trembled, and the sword sound was loud and clear.

Li Ling controlled the dense golden sword runes, turning them into a bright river of swords, not only impacting Ming Niansheng but also shuttling between all the martial cultivators present, causing the martial cultivators of more than a dozen factions to riot.

Each golden sword rune only had the power of a full-strength strike from a martial cultivator in the Fourth Realm of the Five Seas Realm.

But the quantity was huge, pressing Ming Niansheng, an expert of the successor level, to retreat constantly, unable to maintain his human form, turning into a huge red-haired demon race body.

When the Zouwu ran to Li Youyi's side, the reins were pulled hard, stopping instantly, its two hooves raised high, and its roar spread throughout the Nancheng.

Li Ling flew up, her right hand pinching the rune seal finger method, pressing straight toward Ming Niansheng through the air.

"Swish! Swish..."

The dense golden sword runes overlapped, turning into a ten-meter-long, nearly solid golden giant sword, slashing down diagonally.

The giant sword was heavy, the blade sharp, and the energy domineering.

"Pfft!"

Blood sprayed.

Ming Niansheng's abdomen was torn open with a half-foot-long blood wound, and he was knocked back by Luan Sheng Lin You with one palm, escaping the disaster of being disemboweled.

"Whoosh!"

The golden giant sword scattered, turning into countless golden runes, flying around the Zouwu, Li Youyi, and the ghost general.

Li Ling landed back on the back of the Zouwu, her fingers always pinching the seal, her eyes bright with spiritual fire: "Three hundred runes, three hundred soldiers! Who said the Li Clan was defeated? I am still here, and I have arrived!"

Li Youyi saw that the golden sword runes in flight were no longer just a rune, but were carried by something, turning into talismans, not one-time consumables.

"Bang!"

Cang Li could no longer control the fighting spirit in his heart, pushed the door and walked out, unwilling to be a shrinking person anymore, wrapped in the Ghost Flag, and shouted loudly with his face full of blue veins: "Luan Sheng Lin You, I'll come to fight you; Cang Li can still fight. If we want to fight, let's fight until the last drop of blood."

In the center of the street, Li Youyi, Li Ling, and Cang Li all stood proudly, their eyes sharp.

Although there were only three of them, they did not fear the crowd of enemies.

On the third layer of Peach Plum Mountain, Yin Jun didn't know why his eyes were wet, his fists clenched, and he hammered the stone table heavily.

He knew that the Qianlong Lantern Festival was not easy to fight, but he didn't expect it to be so tragic. Even more, he didn't expect that for the honor of a clan and the responsibility of a clan, the three of them had to face so many enemies and be isolated and helpless.

Seeing this scene, Yin Jun only hated that he couldn't be forty years younger and participate in it.

"How many trump cards does your Li Clan actually have?" Brother Zuoqiu Ling couldn't help but ask.

This was also what the martial cultivators under Luan Sheng Lin You wanted to ask.

Luan Sheng Lin You's eyes were cold to the freezing point, and his killing intent was even stronger: "Good, since you all want to die, I'll send you on your way."

"Swish!"

A white-robed figure appeared like a teleportation on the top of a building opposite the Qin Garden, holding a sword, smiling and bowing to Luan Sheng Lin You: "Snow Sword Tang Ting's second successor, Tang Chen, pays respects to the Young Venerable."

"Swish!"

A second figure appeared, an eagle-headed demon cultivator, arching his hands: "Northern Region Zhuozhou Demon King's descendant, Yin Suwen, has met the Young Venerable."

A third figure flashed and appeared outside the Qin Garden gate, crashing into the array extremely strangely, as if entering an uninhabited realm, and sat on the ground with a thud. It was a pure silver immortal body, with white flames burning on its skin: "Northern Region Tanzhou's number one person, Tuoba Butuo."

A fourth figure was a green-shirted girl, with countless silver ornaments on her body, bags of insects hanging from her waist, bowing and smiling: "Northern Region Yingzhou's number one person, Wanyan Xiaose."

More than a dozen Seventh Sea powerhouses flashed out one after another, their clothing styles completely different from the common people of Qiuzhouzhou in the Southern Region, with a very exotic style.

Tang Wanqiu was the last to appear, looking seventeen or eighteen years old, with white fox fur around his neck, a mole between his brows, and bright eyes. Behind him stood six pure immortal body martial cultivators holding swords.

Luan Sheng Lin You looked at him: "Why, is Snow Sword Tang Ting going to have a decisive battle with me today?"

Tang Wanqiu waved his hands repeatedly and smiled: "I didn't want to get involved, but he praised me as a hero. If I didn't show up, he would definitely turn around and curse me as a worm of the North, ending up with the same fate as Long Dian and Lu Cangsheng."

Everyone knew clearly that the reason Tang Wanqiu showed up was because the Li Clan's chips were enough!

A Cang Li who could still fight, a Li Ling who could slash Ming Niansheng with a sword.

As long as they were subdued, they would be sharp blades used to deal with Luan Sheng Lin You.

Luan Sheng Lin You said: "What if I insist on killing today?"

Tang Wanqiu saw the firmness and sharpness in Luan Sheng Lin You's eyes and really didn't want to have a decisive battle with the far western Ash Region now, so he restrained the smile on his face: "Li Youyi, tell me one reason why I must save you today."

Li Youyi picked up the two invitations on the thunder technique profound ice: "If you get Cang Li's invitation, the Brother Zuoqiu Sect will never have a chance to collect all the Dragon Bone tickets and Dragon Seed tickets in the Southern Region."

"The Dragon Gate and Lu Cangsheng in the Eastern Region are just withered bones in a grave; they will only hold each other back and are even less likely to collect them all."

"Zhu Yibai in the Western Region is the deadly enemy of the far western Ash Region and is destined to have little success."

"In other words, as long as you get Cang Li's invitation, all the old guys on Peach Plum Mountain will only be able to watch Snow Sword Tang Ting stand out alone, and only you can unify one region. The Brother Zuoqiu Sect, as the host, can only be out early. This is the first reason."

"Second, protect us for ten days. Ten days later, if Snow Sword Tang Ting goes to war with the far western Ash Region, the Li Clan will definitely fight to the death. A blood feud cannot be left unavenged."

"Third, if the Li Clan and the Brother Zuoqiu Sect are out, Luan Sheng Lin You and Ge Xiantong's next target will be you. This possibility is something you can't afford to gamble on."

"Haha! I only wanted one reason, but you said so many; how can I refuse? I can't refuse at all."

After Tang Wanqiu laughed, his face quickly became serious: "Ten days is too long; seven days, I will protect you for seven days at most. Seven days later, no matter how much your injuries have healed, if Snow Sword Tang Ting goes to war with Luan Sheng Lin You, you must participate."

"Good!"

Li Youyi agreed.

These seven days were too precious!

Tang Wanqiu continued: "Second, Cang Li must swear in the name of the God of the Li Clan that during the Qianlong Lantern Festival, the Li Clan will never be an enemy of Snow Sword Tang Ting."

"As long as you don't act unrighteously first, I promise!" Cang Li said.

Tang Wanqiu said: "Third, you, Cang Li, Li Jiu Fu, and Li Ling, must help Snow Sword Tang Ting fight a decisive battle. Don't worry, I won't let you go to war with the Brother Zuoqiu Sect."

Cang Li was hesitating.

Li Youyi said first: "This is what we owe, and it should be so."

Li Youyi secretly sighed that the gap between Tang Wanqiu and Brother Zuoqiu Ting was too big; in the current situation, letting them owe a favor would be better?

But now it had become a business deal.

Very good.

What Li Youyi feared most was owing favors.

Cang Li also figured this out and hurriedly agreed, then asked: "What about you? How do I know whether you will go back on your word during these seven days and put us in an unrighteous position?"

Tang Wanqiu smiled: "Snow Sword Tang Ting wants to compete for the world, not the Qianlong Lantern Festival. If what I say is equal to farting, Snow Sword Tang Ting should not walk out of the North, lest it be shameful."

"Luan Sheng Lin You, are you going back to heal your injuries, or are you having a decisive battle today?"

Cang Jin rushed over from afar and appeared among the martial cultivators, transmitting his voice to Luan Sheng Lin You with magic power: "The high-level martial cultivators of the Brother Zuoqiu Sect and the imperial court are both injured and have stopped fighting. Brother Zuoqiu Ting and Brother Zuoqiu Lancheng are rushing here."

Luan Sheng Lin You's face didn't change, his gaze shifting between Tang Wanqiu and Cang Li, and finally falling on Li Youyi, smiling: "In this world, there is only you and me. Let's go!"

Luan Sheng Lin You stuck the silver spear heavily into the ground, turned around and left, extending a finger: "The spear, I give it to the only one; the others are not qualified to take it."

The martial cultivators of more than a dozen factions retreated like a tide.

The eyes of many martial cultivators in the North fell on Li Youyi.

Li Youyi's teeth were almost crushed; it was one thing for Luan Sheng Lin You's combat power to be terrifying, but his methods were too sinister, using such a move of killing by praise before leaving. It was completely preparing to advance by retreating, borrowing a knife to kill someone.

On the third layer of heaven.

Clearly ending in a miserable defeat, Yin Jun and the elders of the Brother Zuoqiu Sect all let out a long sigh of relief and became jubilant.

"To be able to force an enemy like Luan Sheng Lin You to retreat is simply a miracle." Brother Zuoqiu Ling, as the head of the Lingxiao First Grade, understood the mentality of an invincible person too well.

Making an invincible person yield and shrink back is harder than defeating him.

An old guy clapped his hands and praised, analyzing: "First using the Empty House Strategy to gain time, then explaining the pros and cons to bury the seeds of retreat in Luan Sheng Lin You's heart. Finally, anticipating that the people of Snow Sword Tang Ting must be nearby, and using Longevity Pills, Dragon Seeds, Dragon Bones, and their own value to exchange for seven days of breathing room. Any one of these links could not be missing to win a chance of survival from a desperate situation."

Another old guy said: "The most important thing is the person; such courage and intellect are really hard to find in the younger generation."

"You all ignored Cang Li and Li Ling; if it weren't for their strength being strong enough, root!"

Yin Jun's worries disappeared, and he couldn't help but be a bit proud: "Whose family doesn't have a daughter with high natural talent?"

Brother Zuoqiu Ling said: "What about that flag? Its origin is not small; it is definitely not an object of the Lingxiao Life Realm."

Yin Jun said: "Are you finished? My Li Clan is a thousand-year-old clan; what treasures don't we have? Do you really think we are cats and dogs?"

Brother Zuoqiu Ling nodded: "In this battle, the Li Clan has indeed shown the style of a thousand-year-old clan, and no one will ever look down on you again. The younger generation has won back face for the people in Lizhou."

Li Ling collected all the talismans into the Yintang Spirit Realm between her brows.

Yin Jiu, Yin Shi, Yin Fifteen, and Yin Sixteen were carried out by the martial cultivators of Snow Sword Tang Ting, and they prepared to take refuge in the Northern City for seven days.

Tang Wanqiu opened the two invitations, took out the Longevity Pill tickets, Dragon Seed tickets, and Dragon Bone tickets inside, returned the invitations to Cang Li, and smiled: "The Qianlong Lantern Festival still needs to be participated in. After the Lantern Night battle is over, we must drink a few more cups."

Brother Zuoqiu Ting flew down to the opposite street, standing far away at the alley entrance, covered in blood, and did not approach.

"I'll go talk to him." Li Youyi said.

Tang Wanqiu stared coldly at Brother Zuoqiu Ting in the distance: "To be able to withstand the attack of the imperial court's eight states is truly a character. Brother Youyi, don't let him lead you astray; I'll wait for you here, and we'll drink together tonight. Cang Li will forget it for now; with his full body of injuries, he'll leak as much as he drinks."

Li Youyi and Brother Zuoqiu Ting sat down on the stone steps under the eaves by the long street.

Brother Zuoqiu Ting, while healing his injuries, said: "Sorry, the worst-case scenario happened; the Brother Zuoqiu Sect was unable to help at the critical moment."

Li Youyi said: "To be able to withstand the imperial court's attack is already quite good! Who could have imagined that Ge Xiantong and Luan Sheng Lin You would join forces?"

"Qingyin is dead!"

Brother Zuoqiu Ting's face was full of bitterness, extremely painful.

Li Youyi was also startled; that was a figure of the successor level: "Your sister didn't strike?"

"If she hadn't struck, the Brother Zuoqiu Sect would have had to kneel and beg for mercy last night... She and Ge Xiantong were both injured... Uh..."

Brother Zuoqiu Ting's chest heaved, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and the disguise technique on his body couldn't be maintained.

Li Youyi said: "Hurry back and heal your injuries; after today, the pattern of Qiuzhouzhou City will definitely change greatly. By the way, we are temporarily taking refuge in the Northern City. The young martial cultivators of the Li Clan in the Nancheng can only be taken care of by you. Also... help me find Li Jiao."

Last night, the Li Clan mainly had high-level martial cultivators fighting.

Yin Eleven fled, life or death unknown.

"Don't worry, this is what the Brother Zuoqiu Sect should do."

Brother Zuoqiu Ting's hand suddenly reached into Li Youyi's sleeve, quietly stuffing a pill bottle into his hand: "This is a healing pill refined by the ancestor; he is one of the top alchemy masters in the Lingxiao Life Realm and will definitely help Cang Li and Li Jiu Fu recover their injuries quickly. Also, you have been in the limelight enough today; there are countless people who want to kill you, so don't jump around anymore."

After dropping these words, he turned around and left quickly, flying onto the roof and disappearing.

He joined Tang Wanqiu, sat in the carriage, and headed toward the Northern City.

Cang Li had long been unable to hold on and was sleeping in another carriage prepared by Snow Sword Tang Ting, taken care of by Li Ling.

Tang Wanqiu grabbed Li Youyi's hand, intimately: "Youyi, if you had cultivated for two more years, this Qianlong Lantern Festival wouldn't be led by Luan Sheng Lin You and Ge Xiantong. Are you interested in joining Snow Sword Tang Ting and plotting the world together?"

Li Youyi smiled: "With our current cultivation, how are we qualified to plot the world? By the time we grow up, the world will have long been stable."

"Not necessarily; with the help of Dragon Seeds and Longevity Pills, everything is possible..." Tang Wanqiu said.

At this time, a woman wearing a veil flew into the carriage and presented a secret letter to Tang Wanqiu.

After reading it, Tang Wanqiu's eyes became much more grave: "Brother Zuoqiu Hong, this should be the foundation of the Brother Zuoqiu Sect! To have one more person of that level, it is truly an immortal era."

Li Youyi looked outside the carriage, his thoughts gradually settling down.

Day arrived, the battle ended, and the street became lively, with heavy traffic, lion dances, and gongs ringing.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, everyone put on new clothes.

Clearly in the same city, it was like living in two worlds, just like the cruel chaotic world outside and the brocade prosperity in the city.

Another 7,000+ words... asking for monthly tickets.

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