Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 1329 - 21 Yang Que_3

Pang Xiu also furrowed his brows and spoke aloud,

"I’ll go ask the Sect Master right away."

As he finished speaking, his figure rapidly faded.

At the same time,

Wang Ba’s figure appeared almost instantaneously in the central region of Fenglin Continent, the eastern region of Fenglin Continent, and the islands above the Eastern Sea...

...

"Hm? Strange, why is there no response?"

Yang Que opened his palm, looking puzzled at the Token in his hand.

Upon infusing mana into the Token, the vermillion bird patterns began to emit a distinctive fluctuation, showcasing its extraordinary nature.

However, to his disappointment, that was the only change in the Token.

There was neither a Cultivator’s voice transmission nor any hidden offensive or defensive measures.

Wang Yi’an was equally astonished.

"How can there be nothing at all?!"

"It seems that your fellow disciples have abandoned you."

Noting Wang Yi’an’s shocked expression, it seemed Yang Que understood something.

He casually tossed the Token into the air, letting it hover there as his gaze moved to Wang Yi’an, his tone carrying a hint of pity,

"You still refuse to betray your fellow disciples, yet this is the result you get. It’s pitiful and lamentable. I’ve always had compassion for talent and admired your Dao-heart and pride. How about you follow me to the Imperial Capital? Your talent is quite excellent; indeed, you are a fine prospect for sword training. I have the most suitable teacher for you here who can instruct you in the ways of the Sword Cultivator."

Wang Yi’an no longer had the mind to ponder why rousing the Token evoked no response; there was only one thing in his heart:

"How can I survive?"

He did not want to die!

Just then, not far away in the mid-air, several more figures appeared out of thin air.

Seeing these people, Wang Yi’an’s heart leaped with joy:

"It’s Martial Uncle Ji, Martial Uncle Xi!"

There were two other Cultivators he did not recognize, clearly native Cultivators from Huangji Continent.

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Yang Que, with his exceptionally keen perception, immediately caught the emotional shift in Wang Yi’an and softly said,

"It seems these two are your fellow disciples."

Ji Yuan and Xi Wushang also perceived the presence of Yang Que and Wang Yi’an and felt Yang Que’s unfathomable aura and the overtly targeted hostility, causing both of their faces to change!

"Yi An! Run!"

Xi Wushang’s face darkened, and after only a moment’s hesitation, he immediately made a decision.

On his exposed face, identical Divine Patterns rapidly emerged. Vast mana burst forth from his body in an instant, and under his command, it transformed into a colossal pure white fist that smashed across space toward Yang Que!

Meanwhile, Ji Yuan didn’t hesitate at all. He drew his Blade Weapon, channeled his mana, and a thick and substantial blade light rose from the Class IV weapon, emitting a thundering howl as it slashed towards Yang Que!

Both were early-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators, yet when they joined forces, the punch and the blade were not much different from a middle-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator.

However, facing this punch and blade, a trace of appreciation appeared on Yang Que’s face:

"The Dao Law is profound, orderly, and possesses the bearing of the noble."

Despite these words, when the blade light and fist force hit the area in front of him, they dissipated as if a gentle breeze brushed past, vanishing into nothingness.

Even Yang Que’s robes remained untouched.

Beside him, a sword light from Wang Yi’an struck his protective barrier and, like smoke, disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the shock and panic on the faces of these three overseas Cultivators,

A look of boredom surfaced on Yang Que’s face,

"Well then, since you are not willing to cooperate, I suppose I have to..."

Before he could finish speaking,

Yang Que’s expression changed slightly, and he turned around.

His gaze shifted to the Token he had casually tossed aside earlier.

Next to that Token, a young Cultivator with an ordinary appearance but a serene demeanor had unknowingly appeared, standing suspended in mid-air.

Yet the young Cultivator did not look towards him but rather fixed his gaze on the three foreign Cultivators behind him.

"Who are you?"

Yang Que squinted slightly, his face becoming serious for the first time.

In the next moment, however, the young Cultivator had already appeared beside the sword-bearing youth, asking in a low voice, "How goes it?"