Chapter 21: The Crazy Qing Lian Immortal Mansion

"Who dares to bully my disciple."

The vast voice resounded throughout the capital. It was as if the life and death of everyone were held in the hands of the person speaking.

"It's a Half-step Supreme powerhouse."

Someone looked tremblingly at the cyan flame lotus in the sky, too scared to even speak clearly. The so-called Half-step Supreme powerhouse was a Half-step God Monarch powerhouse, but this world seemed to be incomplete, and True God was the peak. And powerhouses who had achieved great success in the True God realm were called Half-step Supreme powerhouses.

Unlike ordinary True God powerhouses, the divine dharma bodies of Half-step Supreme powerhouses were no longer confined to the shackles of observing divine objects, but verified their own Dao with the Dao of divine objects, creating a new path.

Practitioners in this realm had their divine dharma bodies fused with their physical bodies, observing divine objects, which became their life-bound True God dharma artifacts, completely mastered by the practitioner, and with every movement, they could destroy the world.

"He Bu Kong of the Cyan Flame Sword Lotus, I didn't expect him to reach this step. No wonder the Empress has such confidence when facing me." The Nine Thousand Years Old looked at the movement in the sky and smiled without saying a word.

"It's this group of old perverts again, Father, these people are really disgusting. In the past, when I was sleeping at the bottom of the moat, every time people from the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion passed by on the river, I would have nightmares." Xiao Xuan looked at Li Xianzhi pitifully.

People from the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion loved long, graceful sleeves, which Li Xianzhi had already seen on the Seventh Elder of the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion.

But this time, it refreshed Li Xianzhi's worldview once again.

He Bu Kong, leading many powerhouses from the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion, landed outside the Shenwu Hall.

These people were all dressed in cyan-green transparent long robes, with light gauze ribbons wrapped around their hands, and a particularly conspicuous lotus hairpin on their heads. Their faces were covered in rouge and powder, their red lips were alluring, and they were barefoot, hanging a string of small bells. As their ankles moved slightly, the bells made a crisp sound; if a blind person heard it, they would surely think it was a peerless beauty passing by.

But everyone present was not blind.

The attire of this group of burly men from the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion almost made some officials with poor willpower vomit on the spot.

"Are you the Nine Thousand Years Old?"

He Bu Kong had never seen the Nine Thousand Years Old in person, and looking at Li Xianzhi, who was sitting in a chair with his eyes closed, he thought Li Xianzhi was him. However, the Nine Thousand Years Old himself was dressed in python robes, which made He Bu Kong somewhat puzzled.

"Father, he is calling you a eunuch." Xiao Xuan was mischievous and whispered in Li Xianzhi's ear with a smile. The Nine Thousand Years Old was almost choked to death by Xiao Xuan's words. Since when did "eunuch" become a curse word? Did he, a real eunuch, not want to live anymore?

If it weren't for his master's sake, the Nine Thousand Years Old would have wanted to slap Xiao Xuan to death. This dead turtle, no brain, only knew how to act cute.

But now was not the time to care about these things. The Nine Thousand Years Old looked at He Bu Kong's arrogant behavior, smiled at him, and said: "Oh? It seems I have quite a reputation, even old things hiding in graves who dare not come out are thinking of me, I am very happy."

"Are you the Nine Thousand Years Old?"

He Bu Kong finally reacted and realized he had recognized the wrong person. He pulled his ribbons with his long sleeves, his face showing a hint of ridicule, and said again: "I often hear people say that the Nine Thousand Years Old is the number one person in the Great Chu Dynasty today. Look at you again, face without a beard, voice sharp, not like a complete man, like a slave who only knows how to nod and bow, and let people beat and scold." After He Bu Kong finished speaking, he laughed until he was leaning back and forth, his hands constantly patting his chest, the light gauze fluttering, and the fragrant wind confused the entire Shenwu Hall.

"Do you all think it looks like it?"

He Bu Kong seemed unsatisfied after laughing and asked the people in the Shenwu Hall again.

Now that he had stepped into the Half-step Supreme realm, He Bu Kong had no scruples at all, and besides, he came today to fight the Nine Thousand Years Old. So verbal provocation was just to disturb the Nine Thousand Years Old's mind.

"Hahaha, I see this person has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, his expression is miserable, just like the slave appearance the Mansion Master said." Other officials naturally did not dare to answer, but the group from the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion was different. Seeing their Mansion Master had no scruples, they also completely let go. Everyone pointed at the Nine Thousand Years Old, making all kinds of comments, and the scene was very lively.

"Nine Thousand Years Old, what else do you have to say now! A slave should have a slave's appearance. You are usurping power, causing resentment throughout the court and the wild, and the world is full of mourning. Today, I, leading the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion, want to clear the side of the monarch and return this Great Chu to a bright and clear world."

The Empress looked at the Nine Thousand Years Old, her words sonorous and forceful. Now that her master was in front, she had full confidence in her heart. Even if the Nine Thousand Years Old was a Half-step Supreme powerhouse, and even if the King of Equal Rank from a thousand years ago who jumped out from nowhere was also a Half-step Supreme powerhouse, so what?

She, the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion, was not afraid.

On the imperial throne, the Chu Huang felt a bit confused. The Chu Huang knew he was changing the sky, but he didn't expect there to be a group of people in the world even more perverted than him.

Look at that attire, look at that tone.

Could these people be crazy? Even the Demon Lord praised him as the number one powerhouse in the world, but in the mouths of these people, he became a slave.

The Chu Huang's eyes widened, seemingly unable to believe everything happening before him. The Chu Huang even thought about whether he should divorce the Empress, so as not to implicate himself later.

Seeming too shocked, the Chu Huang turned his head unconfidently to look at the black-robed old man behind him, wanting an answer.

The black-robed old man glanced at him and quickly moved his eyes away, as if he couldn't see the Chu Huang's inquiry.

I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything, this group of fools is too scary.

The old man's shock was beyond words. Even the faction behind them had to be respectful when facing the Nine Thousand Years Old. Today, in the world, except for the Demon Lord who was hidden deep, who dared to say they were the Nine Thousand Years Old's opponent?

It is worthy of being the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion known for being perverted, indeed perverted. The black-robed old man subconsciously gave He Bu Kong a thumbs up secretly.

Not just the Chu Huang and the black-robed old man. Even Li Xianzhi felt that everything was so unreal. Were these people so impolite?

"Brother Li, they are calling you a slave." Xiao Xuan, for the first time, did not call the Nine Thousand Years Old "Xiao Li Zi," but added a "Brother," which was enough to show that Xiao Xuan was also shocked.

"I'm not deaf, I can hear it." Looking at Xiao Xuan's appearance of preparing to watch a good show, the Nine Thousand Years Old was full of black lines.

Today, Empress Yang Domain gave the Nine Thousand Years Old too much shock.

The Nine Thousand Years Old had lived for more than a thousand years, and even when the Shenwu Emperor was alive, he treated him with respect. Later, he followed his master, and because of his master, whether in the army or the court, everyone treated him with respect.

Today, he was called a slave...

A slave...

Who gave them the courage? Is He Bu Kong's mother a beam?

... ===== CHAPTER 22 =====