Chapter 122

In a mysterious part of Huangyu, clouds and mist swirl, and divine rays of light scatter down.

An ancient religious sect vaguely emerges amidst the rainbows in the clouds.

There, the simple and majestic architecture is permeated with an antique atmosphere, and flocks of immortal cranes fly in groups above the buildings.

This is where the Butian Sect dojo is located! "What did you say?!"

Suddenly, a startled shout erupted from a particularly tall palace in the center of the Butian Sect dojo.

The shout was imposing, and an invisible, terrifying aura spread out, causing some of the immortal cranes flying in the high sky to instantly explode into clusters of blood.

The layout inside the main hall is magnificent and extremely gorgeous, and on the head seat in the depths of the hall sits a man, surrounded by divine rays.

He has a head of silver hair that drifts in the divine rays, flickering with silver light.

His face is handsome and carries a touch of arrogance, as if he were the master of this world, making people feel awe.

His name is Qitianyan, and he is the Sect Leader of this Lower Realm Butian Sect; his strength is terrifying and unfathomable.

To the left and right of the head seat are ten deputy seats, each occupied by a powerful expert with a formidable aura; they are the ten Great Elders of the Butian Sect, and their strength has all reached the Venerable realm.

The ten Great Elders are balanced in gender, five men and five women; they sit with the men on the left and women on the right, each seated to the left and right of Butian Sect Leader Qitianyan.

Looking closely, one can see that the appearances of these ten Great Elders look very young, all like young men and women who have just passed the age of twenty.

This also indirectly proves the strength of their power; only when one's strength reaches a certain level can one return to their youth and forever maintain a beautiful appearance.

But at this moment, whether it is Qitianyan or these ten Butian Sect elders, they all have an expression of burning anger.

Because just a moment ago, a disciple sent news that their Butian Sect Saintess had been abducted, and that the abductor even wanted to forcibly marry the Saintess.

They are extremely furious; the status of their Butian Sect in these Bayu is known to all, heard by all, and respected by all, yet now someone has suddenly appeared who dares to kidnap their Saintess, which is undoubtedly completely disregarding their Butian Sect; this is a naked provocation.

Although their fury is evident, there is even more worry; they all know in their hearts that the Saintess Yuechan was sent down from the Upper Realm by a powerful figure of the Butian Sect to gain experience, and if something happens to her while in their hands, it will surely provoke the anger of the Upper Realm powerful figure, and the consequences of that are something they fear they cannot bear.

Standing in the center of the main hall is an old woman, whose youthful face has long since faded away, and time has left countless traces on her face.

She leans on a cane, her old waist slightly bent, and at this moment, she is full of fear, with beads of sweat on her forehead dripping down like rain.

She is the Butian Sect disciple who came to report the matter of Yuechan being abducted; now that the ten Great Elders and the Sect Leader are simultaneously shocked and angry, the terrifying pressure makes her tremble with fear.

"What exactly happened? Report it in detail immediately!" one female Great Elder spoke up.

Hearing the voice, the old woman said: "Reporting to the Elder, a few days ago, for the sake of our sect's grand plan, the Saintess took this old woman to the Stone Kingdom to contact the Nineteenth Prince, but unexpectedly, we encountered a hateful little bald head. He not only proclaimed to the world that he would wipe out our Butian Sect, but he also forcibly abducted the Saintess, and now he is even bold enough to want to forcibly marry our sect's Saintess. I hope the Sect Leader and the various Elders will provide rescue! Otherwise... otherwise the Saintess's chastity will not be preserved!"

"A little bald head?" Someone caught this information, and after some deep thought, muttered: "Could it be someone from the Western Sect?"

"How dare they!" a male Great Elder said in a deep voice.

"What realm is that bald head in?" another Elder asked.

The old woman replied: "That little bald head is in the Mingwen Jing! But... but he single-handedly slaughtered fifteen Venerables and twenty-one Array Formation Realm experts in the Stone Kingdom Imperial Palace."

Hearing this, Qitianyan and the ten Great Elders stood up in shock, their expressions changing drastically. Could it be an expert at the level of a god? But soon, they calmed down, and suspicion arose in their hearts. Thus, Qitianyan glared and said: "You were always with the Saintess; if that person were truly as terrifying as you say, how... did you manage to escape?"

"You actually dare to talk nonsense! Losing the Saintess is already a capital crime, and now you want to add crime upon crime?" a female Great Elder scolded, releasing her pressure and instantly applying it to the old woman.

The old woman was pressed to the ground by the terrifying pressure and explained with a face full of fear: "This disciple dares not speak recklessly. That day, the Saintess said she wanted to go around the Stone Kingdom capital, so she told me to wait at the Nineteenth Prince's mansion, but I did not expect the Saintess to be forcibly abducted by that little bald thief; this was truly unpredictable! And the scene of that little bald donkey slaughtering a group of Venerables and Array Formation Realm experts was something I saw with my own eyes in the Imperial Palace. If not for that, even if I had to die, I would have saved the Saintess!"

"It is all because this disciple's strength is limited and I could not save the Saintess, so I had to rush here to ask the Sect Leader and the Elders for help! Furthermore, all the disciples our sect arranged in the Stone Kingdom capital have already been slaughtered by that little bald thief."

"What... who exactly is that person?"

After hearing the old woman's explanation, the expressions of Qitianyan and the group of Elders became extremely gloomy.

The old woman said cautiously: "According to rumors, he seems to be a disciple of the Western Sect, and his age is about fourteen."

Western Sect! Fourteen years old? How is this possible? Qitianyan and the group of Elders heard this and felt it was even more absurd.

But regardless, the fact that the Saintess was abducted is true, and no matter who that person is or what his strength is, they must take action.

"You had better be telling the truth, otherwise you will be executed without mercy!"

Qitianyan returned to the head seat and sat down, his aura as a superior revealing itself in that instant.

Afterwards, he said with a solemn face: "Ten Great Elders, listen to my order!"

Hearing this, the ten Great Elders, five men and five women, all cupped their hands in readiness, waiting for Qitianyan's command.

"This Sect Leader orders you ten Great Elders to set out together; you must bring the Saintess back to me safely," Qitianyan ordered.

"Yes!" the ten Great Elders responded in unison.

"Let's go! Lead the way for us!" The female Great Elder who released the pressure retracted her aura and said to the old woman.

The old woman stood up and said respectfully: "This disciple obeys."

The old woman followed behind the ten Great Elders, tiptoeing with her back hunched, not daring to let her cane touch the ground and make a sound.

After they walked out of the main hall, they seemed to turn into shooting stars, flying toward the distance.

Time flashed by, and nearly two days passed.

Now the sun has set, and night has fallen.

But the entire Peach Blossom Garden is exceptionally bright; red candle light flickers, and large red lanterns hang outside, illuminating the place.

In the room where Yuechan is, after some decoration, it appears exceptionally festive, because this will be the bridal chamber for the couple after the grand wedding tomorrow.

Inside the bridal chamber, the window is open, and Yuechan sits alone on the bed, looking up at the bright silver moon.

She wears a phoenix coronet and ceremonial robes, dressed in red wedding attire, her lips red and beautiful, and on her stunning face there is neither joy nor sorrow; she just stares blankly upward, not knowing what she is thinking about.

First chapter today, I will go arrange the second chapter immediately.

(End of this chapter)