Yellow Court Daoist-Chapter 397 - 373: Jiang Xian’s Letter, Flying High [Request for Monthly Votes!]

Speaking up,

His gaze swept across those present, his voice coldly declared, "Whoever dares to obstruct is making an enemy of me and the Yuan Lake Water Palace!"

His face shifted between pale and flushed—

Clearly, he was furiously agitated.

The ever-silent South Pass City God looked towards Lu Qingfeng and chuckled lightly, "Water Lord, may I say a few words before you continue?"

"If Lord Wen Mountain intends to distort facts and favor the three thieves like Gan Ziang, then save your breath."

Lu Qingfeng, still furious, vented his anger from Gan Ziang to South Pass City God, casting an unfriendly look towards Lord Wen Mountain.

Yet, Lord Wen Mountain remained calm, still smiling, "Water Lord, why not let us first ask why the three Daoists from the Yuan You Tongshen Palace are here? Let them explain the whole situation clearly, so you can have a proper explanation. What do you think?"

Lu Qingfeng's expression was uncertain. He glanced at Bai Ziyue and the other two, who were angry and defensive, then at a slight fuming Gan Ziang, and nodded, "Fine, let these three explain themselves clearly so everyone understands I have not wronged them!"

"Thank you, Water Lord."

Lord Wen Mountain bowed in gratitude, then turned his gaze to Bai Ziyue and the others, asking gently, "How do the three Daoists feel?"

Gongyang Yu, seeing Luo Fuzi blocked, took the moment to quietly recuperate and ignored the external affairs.

Bai Ziyue and Zhu Xuanji, seeing the circumstances, were extremely resentful towards Lu Qingfeng.

The two exchanged a glance.

Finally, Zhu Xuanji sighed deeply and began, "About this matter—"

He then recounted how the three of them came into possession of the Tianxin Sword Order, traveled across South Pass Road, and then entered an empty cave dwelling empty-handed.

The Tianxin Sword Master's cave was within the Three Mountains Valley, and even if they didn't mention it now, a simple investigation would reveal it.

Otherwise, they would be at a disadvantage later.

"The Tianxin Sword Master?"

"Is it the famous Sword Immortal from the Immortal Qin Period born in Jimo County?!"

The watching Qing Yan Demon's eyes sharpened as it asked Zhu Xuanji.

Zhu Xuanji bitterly smiled, "Exactly."

"Ah!"

"Finally admitted."

Lu Qingfeng scoffed, angrily saying, "This place is where I cultivate, and it is my private land of Yuan Lake. You three came unannounced, helped yourselves without asking, and you say you are not thieves?!"

Without hesitating,

Lu Qingfeng, wielding the divine authority and Divine Light, immediately struck at Gongyang Yu.

Luo Fuzi also moved in an instant, a sword coming from the west aimed directly at Bai Ziyue. Ao Le stood by Lu Qingfeng's side, while Lan Feihu and Yuan Bi, seeing the opportunity, attacked Zhu Xuanji.

Since the trio revealed the location of the Tian Xinzi's cave, there was no need for further rhetorical battle or waste of time.

Thus, the grand battle erupted.

"Guang Yuan."

"We found nothing in the cave, don't bully us too far!"

Gongyang Yu, still recuperating, saw the Divine Light descending from the sky, urgently rocketed up, and shouted at Lu Qingfeng.

His face was still pale.

Today was truly cursed.

After all the hardships to find the Tianxin Sword Master's cave and ending up empty-handed was enough, but to encounter such a troublemaker like the Water Lord of Yuan Lake.

The theft attempt ended up stirring more trouble.

Gongyang Yu grew even more furious as he thought, breath shortening, nearly spurting out a mouthful of reverse blood again.

"What does the Water Lord of Yuan Lake mean?"

Gan Ziang, standing beside, saw Gongyang Yu overwhelmed by his injuries against Lu Qingfeng. A Spring and Autumn Pen appeared in his hand, waved in the air with a 'ding' character filled with immense righteousness aimed at the Divine Light and towards Lu Qingfeng.

"Thieves admitting they stole my treasures on the spot, what more is there to argue about!"

"Alright, alright, alright!"

"Since you, Gan Ziang, insist on stepping forward, I will take care of you too!"

Lu Qingfeng's hand seal spun, Divine Light burst forth. As a Fourth-Grade Divine Being, he was no weaker than a Third Realm practitioner of the Life and Death Skill, and with the aid of Yuan Lake's vast Magic Domain, he could fight evenly with Gan Ziang.

On another front,

Luo Fuzi faced Bai Ziyue.

One wielding a sharp sword, its sword light like inverted star rivers, setting out in a fierce duel. Bai Ziyue managed five swords, but even his Five Elements Rotating Sword Formation could barely withstand Luo Fuzi's assault.

He was retreating step by step and was on the brink of defeat.

Lan Feihu and Yuan Bi faced Zhu Xuanji.

Zhu Xuanji, known for his 'One Step Ten Calculations', although practicing Sexual Cultivation, dealt with the two easily. Muttering words, techniques descended from the sky, unexpectedly making Lan Feihu and Yuan Bi struggle to cope.

They were after all war generals, individually battling these kinds of Immortal Sect cultivators, there were disparities.

Lu Qingfeng and Gan Ziang were evenly matched.

Luo Fuzi was overpowering Bai Ziyue.

Zhu Xuanji held the upper hand against Lan Feihu and Yuan Bi.

Now it remained to be seen whether Luo Fuzi would be the first to win or Zhu Xuanji, determining the final victorious side.

Gan Ziang, seeing the situation on the field, wielded the brush in one hand, while yelling at Lord Wen Mountain and Brother Pei, "Lord Wen Mountain, Brother Pei, the Water Lord of Yuan Lake is unreasonable; please lend your support!"

Lord Wen Mountain and Brother Pei exchanged glances, remaining silent.

The Tianxin Sword Master, even among Immortal Qin Qi Cultivators, had some fame, particularly within the borders of Qi Country. What treasures might lie in such a figure's remnants of a cave dwelling?

Eighth Rank Magical Artifact?

Eighth Rank Spirit Pill?

Side Door Level Skills?

Even if Lord Wen Mountain and Brother Pei held high positions, their hearts stirred with excitement. Neither wanted to intervene directly against Bai Ziyue and his group, nor would they extend a helping hand, merely waiting for an opportunity.

Seeing this, Gan Ziang became urgently frustrated.

At this critical moment—

"Ha ha!"

"Old Ghost Gan, our two brothers will help you!"

A coarse voice came through.

Gan Ziang turned his head, only to see the Flying Bear Demon and Qing Yan Demon approaching from left and right. They weren't targeting him, nor were they targeting the Yuan Lake Water Lord. Instead, they were attacking Gongyang Yu, who was behind him.

"Abominable beasts!"

Enraged, Gan Ziang furiously waved the Spring and Autumn Pen, creating giant golden characters that fluttered across the sky. Not daring to linger in battle, he reached into his robe, pulled out a scroll, and flung it open. Thick literary thoughts soared into the sky, forming mysterious and indescribable characters that laid out a vast river between heaven and earth.

"Min River?"

Lu Qingfeng looked at the river above, feeling a wave of familiarity—it indeed bore a resemblance to the Min River. On the river, a flat boat appeared. Gan Ziang, waving the Spring and Autumn Pen, blocked Lu Qingfeng from launching a divine attack and grabbed Gongyang Yu, leaping towards the boat.

The Flying Bear Demon and Qing Yan Demon pounced at nothing, their startled cries echoing in the air—

"Great Sage's Treasure?!"

Ignoring them, Gan Ziang, while leaping to the flat boat, also called out to Bai Ziyue and Zhu Xuanji, "Get on!"

The river stretched wide, separating two battle zones.

Luo Fuzi, Lan Feihu, and Yuan Bi were all blocked.

As the flat boat drifted downstream, Bai Ziyue and Zhu Xuanji, without hesitation, charged forward and jumped on.

In an instant—

The small boat, like a sword, followed the current and disappeared. The vast river surged, breaking all barriers, vanishing into the horizon.

This all seemed long to describe,

But in reality, it happened in the blink of an eye.

The river appeared, the boat sped away.

Gan Ziang, along with Bai Ziyue, vanished without a trace.

Luo Fuzi halted.

Lan Feihu, Yuan Bi halted.

The Flying Bear Demon, Qing Yan Demon halted.

Lu Qingfeng also halted.

"What excellent work from Jiang Xian's letter; I had no idea Brother Ziang still possessed such a treasure," Lord Wen Mountain exclaimed in awe upon seeing the disappeared river.

"Jiang Xian's letter?"

Lu Qingfeng stared at the distant figures of Gan Ziang and the others, his anger difficult to contain. Hearing Lord Wen Mountain speak, he suppressed his fury, asking curiously, "May I inquire, Lord Wen Mountain, what is the origin of this Jiang Xian's letter that allows for such divine-speed escape?!"

With a gentle demeanor, Lord Wen Mountain, unfazed by Lu Qingfeng's prior rudeness, explained, "During the Qin and Han dynasties, there were a hundred sages, each with heaven-reaching talents and compassion for humanity. Jiang Xian, whose respected name was 'Chuan,' was among them, renowned for his poetry and songs in the late Han period. The piece in Brother Ziang's hand is Jiang Xian's early work, 'Leaving Jimo City Early,' depicting the mighty Min River."

"So, it's a relic from an ancient sage."

Lu Qingfeng watched the direction in which Gan Ziang and the others disappeared, his understanding clear but his face still clouded with anger. Pointing into the distance, he huffed, "I will remember today's events. You all tread through my territory in Yuan Lake as though it were nothing; this matter is far from settled!"

His heart was clearly stifled and furious at having Tianxin's Treasure snatched right under his nose.

After his fierce words, his gaze shifted to the Flying Bear Demon and Qing Yan Demon, sensing the situation turning sour.

Unlike Daoist Zhu Zhi, these two great demons, similar to the Tianxuan Demon, were ruthless, viewing human lives as mere grass and often preying on humans, posing a tremendous threat.

Clang!

Without needing Lu Qingfeng's command, Luo Fuzi unsheathed his long sword. The sword light circulated, trapping the Flying Bear Demon and Qing Yan Demon. These demons, usually hidden in the Demon Swamp, were hard to find. Once they emerged, they certainly couldn't be allowed to return easily.

While instructing Luo Fuzi to take action, Lu Qingfeng also called to Lord Wen Mountain, Brother Pei, and Daoist Zhu Zhi, "Fellow Daoist brothers, please assist Brother Luo Fuzi with your strength, to slay these two nuisances!"

Lord Wen Mountain and Brother Pei looked at each other and nodded, immediately joining the fight.

"How could we refuse?"

Daoist Zhu Zhi laughed heartily, also joining the fray.

In such a battle, Lu Qingfeng decided not to intervene. Lan Feihu and Yuan Bi were slightly lacking, and Ao Le, even more, didn't need to be mentioned.

Instead, he simply stood by to support.

Luo Fuzi and the three others jointly attacked the Flying Bear and Qing Yan Demons. Both were indeed strong; one possessed immense strength and tough flesh, while the other was as elusive as Qing Yan, flickering unpredictably.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the Flying Bear Demon roared, shaking its massive frame, transforming from a human figure three zhang tall into its True Body, a formidable mountain bear standing ten zhang tall. With a Mountain-breaking Hammer in each hand, it swung one to clear the path and fiercely ran towards the Demon Swamp.

Qing Yan Demon caused disruptions from the side, with occasional sharp flashes that sent chills down the spine.

Luo Fuzi, Lord Wen Mountain, Brother Pei, and Daoist Zhu Zhi would occasionally land a hit on the Flying Bear Demon, but it was akin to scratching an itch, causing no harm. As for the Qing Yan Demon, it was completely untouchable.

If it had been a straight fight, four against two, they surely would have won.

However, helpless against their relentless fleeing, the battleground kept shifting farther away, heading towards the Demon Swamp.

Seeing this, Lu Qingfeng, leading Ao Le and the others, descended into the Three Mountains Valley, only to find ruins, with only the broken arrays and collapsed caves remaining, devoid of any treasures.

Four beams of light descended from the sky.

Luo Fuzi stepped forward, "They've escaped."

"It doesn't matter."

Lu Qingfeng waved it off and turned to Lord Wen Mountain, Brother Pei, and Daoist Zhu Zhi, who were examining the ruins, and saluted, "I have urgent matters at my Water Palace, so I must take my leave first."

With that said.

He strode away, his angry expression barely contained.

Ao Le by his side.

Luo Fuzi, Lan Feihu, and Yuan Bi followed behind, stepping on the Xuan Light and disappearing.

Watching Lu Qingfeng and his group vanish, Lord Wen Mountain couldn't help but smile, "Such genuinely naïve nature from the Prince Consort of Min River, truly a remarkable person."

Joy and anger worn openly.

Unschooled in worldly ways.

Such is the naïveté.

"Having the relics of the Immortal Qin Qi Cultivators snatched from our doorstep by three cultivators from Yuan You Tongshen Palace is naturally hard to accept."

Brother Pei, observing the traces of the arrays and caves around, thought to himself.

Asking himself,

If someone had snatched Immortal Qin's treasure right in front of him outside Zhen Nan Pass, even though he might not show a look of utter frustration, his heart probably wouldn't fare much better than that of the Yuan Lake Water Lord's.

"Tianxin Sword Master."

"During the Immortal Qin Period, he reached the Fifth Realm—a supreme expert. It's unknown what treasures those three from Yuan You Tongshen Palace might have obtained."

Daoist Zhu Zhi spoke aloud, but couldn't help sighing deeply.