SFS Chapter 890: Rising with the Trend
Chapter 890: Rising with the Trend
The handsome uncle shook his head in disappointment, looked at the peerless gang in the distance, licked his lips, and suppressed the throbbing in his heart.
If these powerful people knew that the handsome uncle actually looked down on their treasures, I wonder if they would be so angry that they would vomit blood and fight with the handsome uncle for three hundred rounds.
These powerful people have their own sects and are not independent cultivators. It seems that all the good treasures are placed in the sect as a foundation, which makes Uncle Shuai feel very regretful. But even so, these treasures are much richer than those of ordinary first-class sects, and will also serve as the foundation of the Yuling Sect. Although it is impossible to eliminate the combat power perception in a short time, there is still a long time, and no one dares to underestimate the future of the Yuling Sect.
The six venerables in the black shadows lifted the seal, and the four venerables who interrupted the robbery left in disgrace. During this trip, their underwear was almost stripped off, not to mention their identities.
All the powerful men left, leaving only Han Xuyao to take a last look at the handsome uncle. The handsome uncle was also looking at him and smiled gently. Silence was better than words.
After Han Xuyao left, everyone looked at Li Yuesu. As an uninvited guest, he should also leave.
Faced with so many eyes, four guards quickly surrounded Li Yuesu and looked around with vigilance.
Li Yuesu came out, smiling broadly. The cold expression on his face faded, and a gentle look appeared on his face. He hugged the handsome uncle's arm like a spoiled child: "Uncle Ji, I wonder if your sect is still accepting disciples? I want to join too!"
Before the handsome uncle could speak, Bing Zun hurriedly stood up and said, "Kid, our small Yuling Sect can't accommodate a big Buddha like you. If you are bullied, the forces behind you will not stand idly by."
"Miss Li, you already have affiliations with a powerful force, so how can you join a second-grade sect? That's not right, that's not right!" Taoist Kong Xuan was so frightened that he trembled. How could his Yuling Sect dare to get involved in a mysterious force that even Bing Zun was afraid of?
Li Yuesu shrugged indifferently. "Power is power, and sect is sect. One is in the open, the other is in the dark. Now that the great era is approaching, the people behind me have always encouraged people to practice in the secular world, so joining a sect now is not a bad idea. They won't blame me! Besides, having a free great master as a guest official is a great deal no matter how you look at it. Please let me join!"
"This..." The handsome uncle's heart was pounding. Although he knew the other party's purpose, the kid was still sleeping somewhere and would not wake up for several years. The Yuling Sect had just arrived in the Central Region and there were too many unstable factors. They really needed such a great help.
The handsome uncle hesitated for just a moment, then decisively sold Changqing out. He thought to himself: Since this girl has an unclear relationship with Changqing, I don't think she will kill her, so... I need to be reserved and try to hold her back.
"You also know that the Yuling Sect has caused a lot of controversy this time. I'm afraid there will be trouble in the near future. Now you are the only one left in the Li family. I will never let you be in danger again. It is better not to wade into the quagmire of the Yuling Sect." The handsome uncle tried softly first.
"It's OK. It's just a place of rest. I need to find an opponent to hone my skills at my current level. I won't stay in the sect for too long, so don't worry. Moreover, compared to the extremely high-level cultivation techniques and spells in Yuling Sect, I have a low-grade Daoist technique called Yuanji Finger. It's extremely powerful and can be cultivated to a high-level powerful realm. If Yuling Sect needs it, I can contribute it to the sect~" Li Yuesu said, and the four guards did not stop him.
The handsome uncle was secretly shocked. He had just seized a lot of Yuan-level magic, but there were only two top-grade ones. Now he had one more Dao-level magic, it was hard not to be tempted, but he still acted unmoved.
Seeing Uncle Shuai hesitate, Li Yuesu took out the jade slip and handed it to Uncle Shuai: "Uncle Ji, don't worry about the technique. This is what I got from a wandering cultivator with evil intentions who I killed. He also suffered a lot in the battle. It has no restrictions on spiritual roots and all cultivators can practice it."
The handsome uncle was really tempted. The method he practiced was only at the Yuan level, and it was extremely strict with the attributes. It was also a secret teaching of Bing Zun and could not be easily passed on to disciples. But now it was different. It was a top-grade Yuan level method. This kind of method was priceless in the market, costing tens of millions of spirit crystals, or even more. There was no way to buy it, but now he had a free one in his hand, which made him no longer reserved.
Without any hesitation, the handsome uncle threw out a jade token: "Well, you are the descendant of an old friend, and now I am the only one left, so I will take good care of you. If Changqing bullies you, I..." Before he finished speaking, the handsome uncle remembered that Li Yuesu's realm was higher than his, so he stopped talking.
"Thank you, Uncle Ji!" Li Yuesu smiled sweetly and skipped towards the room. Her innocent look reminded everyone that Li Yuesu was very young, younger than all of them, a little girl. Her mystery and ruthlessness in the past made people ignore her age early on.
Yun Qinghan appeared beside him at some point. "Master, do you really want to leave this girl in my Yuling Sect? Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"
"Don't worry, I have my own considerations." The handsome uncle said, with a trace of sadness in his eyes. Zhong Baixuan had talked to him two years ago, and he didn't take it seriously at first. But during this period of time, he actually felt that the bastard boy really wouldn't stay long.
Seeing all the venerables and mighty ones leaving, Bing Zun stood at the bow and said, "Let's set sail. The space channel has a time limit for opening, so we can't delay for too long."
The flying boat flapped its wings gently and set sail again. The six black shadows that obscured its figure disappeared again.
This journey lasted for two full months. The space in front of the flying boat was suddenly torn apart, and dazzling white light illuminated the darkness. The brilliance of the stars suddenly dimmed, and cool air rushed into the passage frantically, splashing in front of every patrolling disciple, which lifted their spirits. What was most worrying was the spiritual energy that poured in, just like a sea of spiritual energy bursting its dam, frantically washing the pores of every disciple, wandering in it, exclaiming again and again.
Taoist Kong Xuan stretched himself and groaned a few times, feeling refreshed. "It's been more than two months, like a trance! I'm finally going out. I haven't been to the Central Region in years, and the concentration of spiritual energy is still extravagant!"
The handsome uncle kept pointing at the dozens of standard storage rings in his hands, with a happy look on his face. Within two months, there were four waves of robbers. The most serious one had nine venerables and hundreds of powerful people.
The battle was intense. The seven venerables in the space did not hide their bodies and stood at the bow of the ship and confronted each other for several days.
Sword Master, Old Master, Shangguan Qiuying, Old Man Nangong, the middle-aged man in red fur coat...
They are all very familiar people.
The rotten arrogance and the sharp sword intent clashed for several days before the opponent was forced to retreat. Perhaps it was because of the Sword Master's face, or perhaps it was because he knew that once the fight started, his essence would be depleted and his lifespan would be insufficient to support the great world, so he gave up.
Counting the four waves of attacks, a total of twenty-four venerables took action, which was considered to give enough face to the Yuling Sect.
Even Sword Master couldn't help but have a headache. Although he got a lot of treasures and three cups of enlightenment tea on this trip, he felt a bit of a loss no matter how he calculated it, not to mention that the enlightenment tea was diluted, so although he had some insights, they were not much.