Yuan Ziyu was like a flower in a greenhouse. Before ng Yu, she had never felt such intense hatred or love for anyone, but when her cultivation was sealed, and she found herself in a cage, she couldn't help but hypnotize herself relentlessly, telling herself that ng Yu wasn't wrong. The ones at fault were the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, the ones who took action against her, and also, she must respect ng Yu, she must forget the hatred, she must...
Otherwise, she would die.
Then, she walked through the door and, without any warning, saw soone with a rather helpless expression.
In the past, he had negotiated helplessly with people from the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, bargained helplessly with the Myriad Gold Pavilion, helplessly killed everyone, and now he still smiled helplessly, dealing helplessly with those people, saying that Ding Yijun was just going ho for a visit and asking them not to worry, the debt would definitely be repaid.
She shuddered with fear.
...
ng Yu was not in a good mood.
ng Yu didn't want to make a scene, and he felt that he was a very kind person, especially when he had only one Golden Core Cultivator with him and was on soone else's turf.
Although he had a trump card as assurance, there was still no need to cause trouble directly.
So when the other party smashed so items on the counter, he wasn't angry at all. After all, they were Ding Yijun's belongings, and soone would compensate with their lives later on, like this group of people, none of them would escape.
Or if they made too much of a fuss, ng Yu was prepared to learn from Dong Tianbao or Zhang Sanfeng, close the door, kill them off, and then just leave.
But when Yuan Ziyu ca in, ng Yu felt a bit helpless.
In life, there are many tis when one feels helpless, like wanting to lock up a beautiful girl in a basent but being unable to, like ng Yu, who really didn't want to release her. But as soone reasonable and trustworthy, he still let her go. Now, though, she seed to maintain a bit of smugness.
For instance, she didn't imdiately demonstrate the oppressive aura of a Golden Core to scare away those scoundrels as she entered, then prostrate herself on the ground to report her tardiness to the Alliance Hierarch of the Western Wastes, Boss ng Yu.
"Everyone, stop making a fuss. You've vented your anger, what more do you want? Ding Yijun owes money, right? I'll find soone to cover for now, okay?"
ng Yu thought for a mont and then beckoned Yuan Ziyu with his finger, "Miss, could you lend a thousand Spirit Stones?"
A thousand Spirit Stones was a huge sum for a Loose Cultivator; of course, ng Yu wouldn't take Spirit Stones from his own pocket, as that would trigger everyone's greed. But Yuan Ziyu was different. She was a Golden Core and had better ways of dealing with the situation.
Yuan Ziyu's lips twitched as she took out three dium-grade Spirit Stones from her Storage Bag and placed them on the table.
She didn't make any further moves, as she was very afraid of ng Yu.
Wang Yingjie picked up the three dium-grade Spirit Stones, nodded in satisfaction, and didn't expect to encounter such a fool. Three dium-grade Spirit Stones were worth more than the entire shop. As for ng Yu and this woman, naturally, he wouldn't let them off either.
If they dared not to resist, then he would squeeze them dry.
"A thousand Spirit Stones is just the principal. What about the interest? She's owed money for five years, so the interest should be two thousand Spirit Stones..."
He said with a cold laugh but realized that the beautiful woman suddenly laughed, looking embarrassed as she covered her mouth.
Surprised, he watched her, becoming more cautious.
"You continue, you continue, I just find it amusing," she said.
Suddenly, all the anger and pain left Yuan Ziyu, watching ng Yu with an expression as if he had eaten shit, she found it exceedingly funny.
Just like back in the day, when a group of people broke into the Great Formation of the Moon-Watching Sect, only to find three hundred Golden Core Cultivators waiting for them on the other side. She would never forget the feeling of that mont.
Although she knew she shouldn't laugh, she couldn't help it, and tears stread down her face.
Keep pretending, she thought.
Wang Yingjie sensed sothing was off and wanted to say sothing but then heard a sinister voice from outside.
"Yingjie, don't you recognize her? She is the famous Female Swordsman of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, the True Sage of Yu, the Purple-robed Sword Immortal," said the voice.
The voice was elusive, but the person already stood at the doorway, his figure slightly blurred, like a shadow.
As the shadow spoke, his gaze was fixed on ng Yu.
By now, even a pig could tell sothing was wrong with ng Yu.
"Everyone, I just want to do business, and I'm rely passing through here. Can you discuss your grievances sowhere else?"
ng Yu suddenly felt a headache coming on.
What would it be like for a significant figure like Bai Long to appear on soone else's territory?
Most importantly, these people didn't know he was immortal and could escape at any mont!
Although he had a trump card...
"Who is he?" ng Yu's gaze fell on Yuan Ziyu.
"My lord, I'm sorry, really sorry. I didn't know you were here, but he followed when I ca in, and I couldn't shake him off.
His na is Gong Yanguang, a cultivator from the Eternal Night Palace in the Western Extres. His fighting ability is average, but he's difficult to deal with. You may defeat him, but it's hard to kill him. He has been following , and the best way to eliminate him is to use the Pure Yang technique. I really didn't an to intentionally bring trouble to the young master."
Yuan Ziyu's voice had a grit to it; this person had followed her for several days.
"Eh?"
Gong Yanguang was taken aback by Yuan Ziyu's words. Her firm belief that this young man could easily kill him was very clear from her speech.
However, from beginning to end, this young person in front of him only had Foundation Establishnt cultivation—Golden Core's pressure is just one aspect, from skin, temperant, hair, etc., there's a huge difference between Golden Cores and ordinary experts.
He hesitated for a mont, and when he wanted to say sothing, another Golden Core aura ca over.
"This young brother, we are the third shopkeeper, Giant Elephant True Sage. Has the one who fell into trouble here been with you?"
There appeared a very amiable middle-aged man at the entrance of the grocery store.
Since this morning, Myriad Gold Pavilion had been keeping an eye on this grocery store. Then they saw Yuan Ziyu enter the shop and how she spoke in a low voice to this young man—ng Yu felt that her attitude wasn't very good, but to outsiders, it looked like a cat acting coquettishly toward its owner.
The proud and haughty Yuan Ziyu, True Sage of the Sect, showed an extraordinary level of deference to this young man.
Thus, the people from Myriad Gold Pavilion also arrived.
When cultivators commit cris, if you don't catch them on the spot, they might have fled thousands of miles by the next day.
ng Yu helplessly covered his face.
Karma, karma!
When he previously captured nine Golden Core females from the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, sealed their cultivation, and confined them in the dungeon, they beca ng Yu's personal property.
When ng Yu was in a bad mood, he would go down and bully them... Of course, it wasn't about putting them in eighteen kinds of positions. ng Yu just liked to watch those fallen noblewon and Golden Cores perform in a state of disarray, humiliation, and fawning.
After all, the aura of three hundred Golden Cores from the Immortal Sect was too strong!
They could be swords in ng Yu's hands or the Mount Wuzhi suppressing him. Despite their gentle and attentive day-to-day appearances, laughing and chatting, once ho, they were planetary lords, rulers of their domains, each with noble identities. Whenever ng Yu interacted with them, he felt sowhat restrained, and was even bullied by these foxes.
So, ng Yu rembered a little trick from Azure Star, if you want to interact with important people on equal footing, just imagine them in disgrace. So sotis ng Yu would go to see them to release negative energy, absorb positive energy, and remind himself of the consequences if he were to lose and fall into the hands of the Immortal Sect!
Among them, Yuan Ziyu perford the best. She was a noblewoman from the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, similar to Ouyang Zhenxue from the Immortal Sect, with exceptional talent and smooth sailing growth, having never faced real hardship. She was much better in nature, treating people with warmth and generosity, and mixed well with the disciples on regular days. But it was this very trait that made her cherish her life, showing weakness when disaster struck.
But outsiders didn't know of her experiences; they only knew that the proud and haughty True Jade Sage, the Purple-robed Swordsman, who rejected countless pursuers, was nodding and bowing to this young Foundation Establishnt cultivator and even took the initiative to help pay.
This was indeed worth pondering.
"Giant Elephant True Sage? Soone rushed into the shop yesterday, sothing about a False Core, and then I killed him. I burned the body to ashes and scattered them."
ng Yu looked at Yuan Ziyu and then at the surrounding Golden Core cultivators, shaking his head.
In less than three days of arriving, the Bai Long Fish Outfit had turned into a scene of a crackdown. Hua Miaochai even gave a friendly tip that several Golden Cores were watching closely.
Is it wrong for to want to travel alone?
How can you people have such sensitive noses?
This Yuan Ziyu is clearly jinxed; I must never follow her lead!
ng Yu sighed, pondering if he could bluff his way through.
In the Cultivation World, cases are not about evidence; they take you away directly if they sense sothing's off. Even if he now drove Yuan Ziyu out the door, those people wouldn't let him off.
Before leaving, what guarantee did he give the Immortal Sect, to the Moon-Watching Sect?
"Don't worry, I'm a very cautious person. Safety first when traveling; you needn't worry about causing trouble. How could such a low-profile man like run into trouble?
Rest assured, the Immortal Sect's number one cannons' king, ah no, the runaway king, if I, ng Yu, even go to the Central Plains, I would still live peacefully, without showing off or swaggering. I'm just gathering information. Even after my journey, no one would know I was here.
But now...
Looking at the two Golden Cores at the door and at Yuan Ziyu, and feeling the pressure of the Great Formation in Sleepless City, ng Yu sighed.
With a flick of a finger in the air, Hua Miaochai's Formation, readied in advance, was activated.
The two Golden Cores at the entrance, well-prepared, teleported dozens of ters away in the mont the Spiritual Energy fluctuated.
Ripples from the activated Formation appeared, and the underlings trapped in the grocery store panicked.
Only Wang Yingjie, the Golden Core cultivator, took the opportunity to leave with him.
"Moon-Watching Sect Leader ng Yu is here."
The voice spread like ripples through the water, and the entire Sleepless City heard the declaration.
The grass pancake flag hanging outside, ah no, the Moon-Watching Sect's Moon Worship Banner, fluttered in the wind.
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