Chapter 75

  Because they saw Xu Ziqing's potential, those arrogant sons of heaven looked at Xu Ziqing with a more subdued attitude and a hint of scrutiny in their eyes.

  However, for now, both sides have a preliminary understanding and consensus that they are allies.

  Then, two flashes of light burst out from the top of the mountain and directly smashed onto the ground, turning into two middle-aged men.

  "Senior Peng, Senior Wu." Seven people in the alliance simultaneously cupped their hands.

  Xu Ziqing didn't know how to address him, but also followed suit and greeted him with a bow.

  The two elders nodded slightly, their expressionless faces looking a bit stern.

  These two people have no master-disciple relationship with the seven members of the Inner Alliance, and they are known for their impartiality, so on this journey, they will naturally take good care of the talented people and will not be biased.

  Seeing everyone was ready, Old Man Peng raised his hand and shot out a purple light.

  A brilliant light suddenly burst forth in mid-air and became especially bright.

  After the light dissipated, a chariot appeared in its place. The entire body was purple and had various magical seals and protective glows hidden within it. The floral patterns and carvings were extremely delicate, making it look very luxurious.

  There are two strange creatures with horse-like bodies and sheep-like heads, snow-white without any impurities, and their breath is also very gentle.

  This kind of beast, Xu Zi Qing had never seen before, but he felt that it was different from the demonic beasts he often saw. The demonic beasts he had seen in the past were all extremely ferocious, and even if they didn't eat humans, they still had a bloodthirsty and violent aura. But these two strange beasts were not only gentle, but also had no bloody aura at all, making people feel that their breath was pure.

  After a moment's thought, he realized that these two heads must be spiritual beasts.

  If one were to say what the biggest difference between spiritual beasts and demonic beasts is, it would be that all spiritual beasts do not eat humans, and many of them don't even drink blood, they only eat vegetarian food.

  The relationship between the spiritual beast and the practitioner is much better than that of the demon beast and the practitioner. Since ancient times, there have been many cases of spiritual beasts forming alliances with practitioners, and even examples of spiritual beasts voluntarily guarding the mountain gates for their sects, being respected as elders by their disciples, and maintaining close relationships across generations.

  In Xuzi Qing's view, the difference between yao beasts and ling beasts is probably similar to that between carnivores and herbivores in his previous life. The former do not necessarily need to be killed, but most of them are incompatible with humans; the latter are well-liked.

  He turned his mind around and looked at the empty carriage in the sky again.

  A brilliant light burst out of the carriage and the door opened as a result.

  "It's time, get on the carriage."

  He finished speaking and his body flashed, already sitting on the back of the left spirit beast. And after Old Man Peng nodded to everyone, he also jumped up and sat on the right spirit beast.

  The two sat down and beckoned to the arrogant young man.

  Everyone then also used their skills, flying quickly and rising into the air.

  Su Xun said to Xu Ziqing: "Brother Ziqing, we should also go."

  Xu Ziqing nodded and smiled: "Ah Xian younger brother, please."

  "Please."

  As soon as he finished speaking, a cluster of blue flames burst forth from beneath his feet, instantly transforming into a cloud of fire that bore him aloft in hot pursuit.

  Xu Ziqing was different, his feet sprouted a large leaf. The leaf also lifted Xu Ziqing, pushing him all the way into mid-air, with a single emerald green stem no thicker than a wrist, yet incredibly resilient, sending him soaring upwards.

  That purple car looked small from a distance, and the door seemed to be only passable for one person, but once you get close, everyone realized it wasn't so.

  Within five feet of the carriage, Xu Ziqing saw that the door seemed to suddenly enlarge several times, as if it was a huge mouth, sucking in all seven monks in front. And the closer Xu Ziqing got, the more he felt himself becoming like a rootless duckweed, involuntarily throwing himself into it.

  This horse-drawn carriage is indeed extraordinary!

  Xu Ziqing suddenly felt his body sway and he was already standing inside the horse carriage.

  The interior of the carriage looked no different from outside, it was like a room. Inside were several luxurious wooden chairs, divided into left and right sides, connected to the floor, not moving at all.

  There is a huge night pearl on the roof, emitting bright light. Between the two rows of wooden chairs, there are several small tables, each with fresh spiritual fruit and some fragrant tea. It gives people a very comfortable feeling.

  All the chairs were occupied, and Su Xun sat in the third seat on the left, while the fourth seat was empty, which was the seat he had reserved for Xu Ziqing.

  Xu Ziqing didn't mind much either, just walked over and sat down on Su Xun's right side.

  Su Xun handed a light yellow fruit to Xu Ziqing and said, "There's still a way to go, eat a fruit to quench your thirst."

  Xu Ziqing smiled and took it, biting into it, and began to chat with Su Xun. The other cultivators also had their own acquaintances, and soon they all communicated with each other.

  The carriage was extremely fast, and Xu Ziqing occasionally glanced out the window to see white clouds flowing like water, rapidly sliding by. The scenery below was extremely small and blurry, even with his cultivator's eyesight, he often couldn't see clearly before it disappeared behind them.

  After about an hour, the carriage gradually slowed down.

  At this time, Su Xun was exchanging words with Xu Ziqing, and they also stopped when they saw the situation.

  Xu Ziqing was taken aback: "What?"

  Su Xuan said: "I heard that going to the Tenglong Mountains requires half a day's journey. At this time, it has only been a short while, and we shouldn't be stopping yet."

  Xu Ziqing understood. Since it shouldn't have stopped but did, it must be that something unexpected happened.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, afterwards the carriage suddenly shook violently, as if some kind of magic had exploded on the protective shield, causing such a commotion.

  Another six people also sensed it and immediately furrowed their brows.

  Someone slammed their fist on the table: "Who dares to come and find trouble for me, Sanxiu Alliance!" After that, they were about to rush out and cause trouble.

  However, a young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes spoke out to stop him: "Jing Hui, junior brother, don't be impulsive. If there's anything wrong, the two elders wouldn't just stand by and do nothing."

  He Jinghui's face was still red, but his tone was slightly softer than before. "Brother Xingjian, can't we just wait here?"

  Min Cai Zhe Dao said, "Both of the two elders have extremely high cultivation levels. Wu Lao has already broken through to the Hua Yuan period. If they can't solve the troubles outside, then we going out would just be a burden."

  Mo Zai Che said so, and several others echoed him.

  "In the end, Zhuo Han Yan lightly knocked on the handrail: 'Take care of yourselves and don't stir up trouble. If the elder has any orders, it's not too late to take action.'"

  Although she was a woman, she had the highest cultivation among all the cultivators, and naturally had authority as soon as she spoke. She spoke in this manner, and He Jinghui also calmed down, scratching his hair somewhat awkwardly before sitting back down properly.

  Zhuo Han Yan turned back to Su Xun and asked: "Su Xun, do you have any objections?"

  Whether it was potential or status, Su Xun was higher than the crowd, and even Zhuo Han Yan couldn't completely ignore him. This had nothing to do with how much cultivation the crowd had at this point.

  "We are of lower seniority, so naturally we will listen to everything our seniors say."

  Zhuo Han's gaze swept over Xu Ziqing again, but he didn't ask any more questions - after all, he was an outsider and not enough to be trusted by the crowd. Even if he gave him a few points of respect, such a big thing would only put him aside.

  Xu Ziqing didn't think much of it and smiled slightly, then quietly waited as well.

  The carriage continued to vibrate violently, with occasional shocks coming from the car wall.

  The monks all looked somewhat solemn, especially those from the inner sect, who were very worried about the situation outside.

  Fortunately, it didn't take too long, and after about half an hour, all the effects of the spell had disappeared.

  Then, a figure flashed in the carriage, and Old Man Wu walked in through the door.

  Zhuo Han Yan stood up and said: "Wu Chang Lao, I don't know what happened outside?"

  Wu Changlao slowly swept his gaze over the crowd, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes: "It's just that there were a few demonic cultivators who came to our door, and they've all been put down. You don't need to worry."

  Demon repair!

  The crowd of proud sons were stunned, although they had also expected that it was a demon cultivator, but when they really confirmed the fact, they were still somewhat shocked.

  It's not surprising, the Shenglongmen conference is held once every ten years and never invites demonic cultivators. Therefore, everyone knows that the gatekeepers of Shenglongmen are all from the Great World Immortal Cultivation.

  It's also an opportunity to enter the great world, and there are three spiritual veins to enjoy, but demon cultivators can't go, wouldn't that be infuriating?

  Therefore, almost every time before the Dragon Gate Conference, there are demonic cultivators who are resentful and gather their gangs on the road to ambush. Especially those who have already built their foundation but cannot enter the Great World, or those who are about to reach the end of their lifespan and are jealous of those who can cultivate in the Three-Stage Spiritual Veins, are even more frantic.

  This time, the horse carriage passed through a mountain ridge and encountered a group of magic cultivators who had been ambushing for a long time. They were all foundation-building cultivators, with a total of ten people. Among them, three were in the early stage of foundation building, five were in the middle stage, and two were in the late stage.

  So many foundation-building cultivators, in some major sects, are also a great asset, yet they come to assassinate due to hatred and jealousy, showing that demonic cultivators harbor resentment and refuse to give up.

  Fortunately, Peng Changlao was a master of the late foundation-building period, and Wu Changlao's cultivation in the early stages of transforming yuan had also stabilized, which allowed them to completely resolve their opponents.

  However, Peng Changlao was also injured, so it was Wu Changlao who came in to comfort the crowd of talented disciples, and he was unscathed, only with a bit more consumption of his true yuan.

  Zhong Jizi let out a sigh of relief after hearing Wu Changlao's account, and only then did he feel a lingering fear. Fortunately, this time there was a high-ranking official from the Huayuan period accompanying them; otherwise...

  Wu Changlao saw that everyone's face had turned somewhat pale, but they hadn't lost their composure, so he nodded: "I'll go out, you all stay calm, nothing will happen."

  Everyone responded in unison: "Elder Wu, you have worked hard."

  Wu Zhanglao waved his hand and disappeared instantly.

  After he left, the proud sons also couldn't help but talk one after another.

  Even if Rang Yi was bold and outspoken, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "Brother Zi Qing, these demonic cultivators are really making a big move."

  Xu Ziqing nodded, but let out a sigh: "Since you've already achieved such a high level of cultivation, it's clear that your natural talent is exceptional. Why then are you disturbed by personal desires? If you can focus on cultivating quietly, even if you can't go to the great world, you should still be able to achieve something. But to fall here...it's really..."

  Su Xun listened to Xu Zi Qing's words, and forgot the fear and unease from just now. He shook his head in disapproval: "The demon cultivators are extremely evil, Brother Zi Qing must not sympathize with them blindly. If in the future you encounter one and show mercy, it will be your own life that you'll lose."

  Xu Ziqing smiled: "I certainly won't."

  It's definitely not going to happen.

  It used to be said that it would be like what Su Xun worried about, but now it's different.

  Nowadays, Xu Ziqing indeed regrets those demon cultivators wasting their talents, but regret is just regret after all...