Chapter 276

It is widely known that the Immortal Maiden Wuchen rarely appears, but whenever she does, the world is stunned.

It is not only because of her beauty, but also because of her identity.

She is the Palace Master of the Piaomiao Holy Palace.

A wealthy woman said to possess a supreme-grade Spirit Stone Kuangmai.

Everyone in the Dark Dragon Abyss—no, even the princes and emperors of the nations surrounding the Dark Dragon Abyss.

None of them do not wish to claim her.

After all, if one could cling to the leg of a wealthy woman, it would be far too tempting.

Even Luo Qianshang and the others, upon seeing Ling Qingyan, were stunned. "What's going on? Ling Qingyan hasn't appeared voluntarily in thousands of years."

"Yes, even when she does appear, she hardly speaks."

"Why today, of all times, would she appear and act in such a situation?" Luo Qianshang and the other four exclaimed in shock. Other sects—such as Tianling Palace, Wudang, and Jinshan Temple—were equally perplexed.

Who exactly could have compelled Ling Qingyan to emerge?

They felt the Dark Dragon Palace surely lacked the qualification for such a thing.

Zhao You, the Pavilion Master of the Immortal Pavilion, gritted his teeth and asked: "May I ask, Immortal Maiden, why have you emerged today?"

Ling Qingyan replied coldly: "I heard that yesterday, your Immortal Pavilion sent people to spy on my Piaomiao Holy Palace's Spirit Stone Kuangmai?"

Zhao You's lips twitched slightly—this wasn't something I alone did.

Who wouldn't want to spy on your Spirit Stone Kuangmai?

Besides, he's been sending spies for centuries—why are you only now demanding justice? Zhao You naturally would not admit it, and firmly lied: "Immortal Maiden, you are mistaken. Someone must be imitating the Immortal Pavilion to frame us." Upon hearing this, Ling Qingyan's jade hand moved slightly, and a token appeared in her grasp.

Everyone stared closely and saw the token bore the three characters: Immortal Pavilion.

The material's aura was unmistakably the unique material used by the Immortal Pavilion—impossible to fake. Ling Qingyan said calmly: "I don't know about framing or not, but this token is real, isn't it?" Zhao You's face turned black—who would go spying carrying their own token.

This was indeed a frame-up—but the Immortal Pavilion had just been caught in it.

Zhao You gritted his teeth: "Perhaps one of our disciples lost it by accident..."

"Puff!"

Before he could finish, a wisp of white mist appeared beside him.

Within the mist, countless swords whirled—and the next instant, they severed Zhao You's two arms.

Immediately afterward, Zhao You spat a mouthful of blood and flew backward like a kite with its string cut.

He only stopped after retreating several thousand li.

His face was grim, his aura chaotic, his features contorted.

Bright red blood dripped steadily from his severed arms.

In an instant, Zhao You, a mighty First-Stage Martial Saint, had become a cripple. "Gasp!"

Everyone present drew a sharp breath.

Holy shit! She casually crippled a First-Stage Martial Saint with one move.

Just how strong is Ling Qingyan? Ling Qingyan looked at Zhao You and said calmly: "I see you only spied on my Piaomiao Holy Palace and did not strike—so I sever your arms as punishment. If you are unconvinced, strike again."

The Immortal Pavilion members' lips twitched uncontrollably—how could they strike now?

The Immortal Pavilion was merely a Puppet of the Immortal Empire.

Realizing this, they all turned to Di Qiankun for help.

Di Qiankun chuckled awkwardly: "This Zhao You dared to spy on the young man without cause—he deserves punishment." Damn it, how could he possibly defeat Ling Qingyan, the Palace Master of the Piaomiao Holy Palace?

If he dared to be arrogant, he'd be a corpse before long.

On the contrary, this kind of wealthy woman—even his father, the Emperor, must court and flatter.

What better time to kiss her ass than now?

So Di Qiankun continued: "Immortal Maiden, do not be angry—the Immortal Pavilion is a reasonable sect." He thought his words were quite polished.

Ling Qingyan said indifferently: "The Dark Dragon Palace does have a slight connection to my Piaomiao Holy Palace. You may leave."

Everyone: "???"

What connection? Sister.

Not long ago, the Dark Dragon Palace and the Piaomiao Holy Palace were at war.

Holy hell, they were mortal enemies, and now suddenly they're "connected"?

Aren't you clearly trying to forcibly save the Dark Dragon Palace?

Could it be that Ling Qingyan wants to monopolize the Dark Dragon Palace's resources? Thinking this, Qin Rong, Sect Master of the Tai Chu Beast Sect, sneered: "Immortal Maiden, don't go too far."

"We've been eyeing the Dark Dragon Palace for a long time. You can't just say one word and expect us to leave. The resources should be divided equally—otherwise, how can we accept it?" Ling Qingyan said indifferently: "Say one more word, and you die." Qin Rong gritted his teeth, about to speak again...

Yang Han, beside him, saw his chance and immediately shouted: "You beast, shut up! The Immortal Maiden has spoken—what are you still babbling about?

"How dare you defy the Immortal Maiden's authority? Tell me, where did you get the guts? Immortal Maiden, I apologize—Yang Han has failed in his teaching. Please do not blame her." Qin Rong: "........" Ling Qingyan said indifferently: "Can you leave now?"

Yang Han immediately ordered: "All of the Tai Chu Beast Sect, withdraw. Do not offend the Immortal Maiden." The Tai Chu Beast Sect members gritted their teeth—damn it.

They had prepared for centuries, and now, because of Yang Han's single sentence, all their plans were ruined.

They were furious—but they had no choice.

Yang Han smiled at Ling Qingyan: "How does the Immortal Maiden feel?" Ling Qingyan nodded: "Reasonable enough."

Yang Han bared his teeth—this phrase sounded familiar. Hadn't Gongsun Piaomiao said something similar?

Damn it, both the Sect Master and the Saintess are this ruthless!

Then Ling Qingyan turned to Tianhuan Sect and Wuji Sound Valley: "What about you two?"

The two sects were utterly speechless, and all looked to their masters, Luo Qianshang and Zhao Wuji.

Luo Qianshang and Zhao Wuji exchanged glances—damn it, today's mission was off to a terrible start.

If not for Ling Qingyan's intervention, they would have seized the Dark Dragon Palace today.

The moment this woman showed up, Yang Han and Di Qiankun both turned into sycophants and stepped back on their own.

Even now they still couldn't figure out why Ling Qingyan had to meddle in this mess.

But she was a rich woman and overwhelmingly powerful—what could they even say?

So the two of them, feeling aggrieved, said: "Since the fairy has spoken, we are willing to withdraw, but please don't forget, fairy, you owe us a favor."

Ling Qingyan gave a faint nod: "Understood. Next time I see your people, this sect can refrain from killing them. Now scram."