Slow Fairy Road (Fairy Spirit Realm)

  The yellow-shirted woman, named Meng Miao Jiao, rolled her eyes and slightly raised her chin, smiling faintly: "Cooperation is possible, but the distribution method must be decided by Autumn Rain Pavilion."

  The man with three white eyes furrowed his brow, considered for a moment, and said: "If your Autumn Rain Pavilion can achieve fair distribution, there's nothing wrong with that. However, as a concession, the fish fins must belong to our Chunxi Tower."

  "It's really outrageous that you can say such a thing," Min Mengjiao's eyes slanted, her eyebrows raised in cold laughter. "Who doesn't know that the most valuable part of this Wanren fish is its fins? You've already taken the fins and now you still want to take a share of the profits? Nanziyang! Don't you think Spring Mansion has gone too far?"

  Nan Zi Yang didn't think much of it and coldly smiled, saying: "Everything is about seeking what comes first and what comes later. Since our Chun Xi Building arrived first, by reason, this first Wan Zhen fish originally belonged to us. Even if we don't share with you, it's not excessive. Why can't I take the fish fin?"

  "Ah-choo!" Ming Mengjiao fiercely spat at him, "You really are shameless! Dongji has always followed the principle of respecting strength, whoever has a harder fist gets the Wanren fish! Now that even the shadow of the fish is gone, don't try to make excuses about the order of things!"

  When scolded shamelessly in front of everyone, no one would feel comfortable. Suddenly, Nanziyang's face couldn't hold up anymore, and his expression turned gloomy. His words also started to become unpleasant: "I'm only considering your master's face and kindly proposing cooperation; otherwise, according to the rules of Dongji, even if you bring ten more people, you won't be able to snatch anything from Chunxi Tower! You're really climbing up the pole with the little bit of face I gave you! I still remember that this is already the third time Autumn Rain Pavilion has come to hunt the Wanren Fish, and the previous two times weren't successful at all. Are you going to slink away with your tail between your legs again?"

  This remark touched the old wound of Autumn Rain Pavilion, and the seven people glared at him with anger. Min Mengjiao's face turned red and green, holding back a belly full of fire. Indeed, they had come to hunt here twice before, but both times ended in failure. The first time was when they guarded for ten days without seeing the Wanli Fish emerge from the pool, and later because something came up in the pavilion, they had to temporarily give up. The second time was due to insufficient preparation and underestimating the strength of the Wanli Fish, resulting in the loss of four disciples from the pavilion. But this time is different! With the treasure given by the pavilion master, they will not return in defeat! She raised her head again, a confident smile spreading across her lips: "You don't have to worry about us, Spring Hui Lou CAO. You should worry more about yourselves. I heard you also came here half a month ago and returned empty-handed. Whether or not we have the ability is not something that can be said with just words. Let's wait and see when the Wanli Fish emerges!"

  Nan Ziyang saw that he was still angry and embarrassed a second ago, but the next moment he regained his confident posture. He was surprised in his heart and continued to say, "So you really don't plan to cooperate?"

  "Yes!" Min Mengjiao replied firmly and decisively.

  "Good!" Seeing the cooperation didn't work out, Nan Ziyang also shook his sleeve and let out a ruthless remark: "Later on, we'll each rely on our own abilities to fight for it. At that time, don't regret it!"

  Min Mengjiao bluntly didn't answer, turning her head to one side.

  No one spoke again, Xiao Yao digested the conversation between the two and saw that among a group of people, except for Min Mengjiao and Nan Ziyang's green jade symbols, the rest were red or orange. It seemed to be two small factions from the city who came here to hunt, but accidentally bumped into each other, thus triggering a conflict.

  Due to the breakdown of this cooperative negotiation, the monks on both sides were also tense and stared at each other's horses with hostility, as if they were about to engage in a fierce battle before hunting down Wan Yan.

  Fortunately, everyone was still relatively calm and rational, knowing that the top priority was to conserve their strength to deal with the Wan Zhen fish. Although the atmosphere was tense, it never escalated into physical conflict. Under the oppressive atmosphere, time slowly passed, and before they knew it, three more hours had elapsed. Night fell, and the "Magic Sky Pool" remained as still as a dead pool of water, without any signs of movement.

  Gradually, except for Xiao Yao who had always been an outsider quietly waiting for Wan Rou to appear, the people from Qiu Yu Ge and Chun Xi Lou all showed varying degrees of anxiety on their faces.

  It was also at this time that Nanzi Yang's gaze inadvertently fell on Xiao Yao, who had been neglected for a long time. After sizing him up briefly, he spoke out: "This Taoist friend doesn't seem to be from the Autumn Rain Pavilion? Could it be that you're also here to hunt the Wanren Fish?"

  As soon as this was said, everyone's eyes focused on Xiao Yao, and at this moment, Xiao Yao's eyes were fixed on the deep pool without raising them: "Yes."

  Nan Ziyang's face was slightly solemn, but he still spoke politely: "I don't know which sect or school this Taoist friend is from. How many people have come this time? Have you considered cooperating with others?"

  Xiao Yao replied: "I am alone and have no intention of cooperating with others."

  Nan Ziyang's expression changed, his tone rising in surprise: "You mean to say that you want to hunt this Wanren Fish alone?!" After seeing Xiao Yao slightly nod her head towards him, he noticed the jade symbol on her body and couldn't help but burst out laughing, "I suppose this Daoist friend has just ascended from the lower realm and hasn't yet grasped the situation of Meishan Floating Island. You're following the trend and coming here, but do you know that this Wanren Fish is almost at the Refining Spirit stage? It's absolutely not something a Huangzong stage cultivator like yourself can hunt! I advise you to quickly turn back!"

  Xiao Yao saw that this person's reminder, though without malicious words, was full of disdain and ridicule in his smile. She didn't want to bother with him anymore, so she just said: "I have my own measure, no need for fellow Taoist to remind me." Then she continued to quietly focus on the calm and waveless pool water.

  She seems to have no intention of leaving, which not only makes Nanzi Yang smile, but also the disciples of Chunxi Tower and Minmengjiao's Autumn Rain Pavilion can't help but secretly laugh: Not to mention that even the Qingfu cultivators in their own sect wouldn't dare to fight against Wanren Yu alone, let alone the Jiedan period elites from powerful forces like Baiyu Bieyuan and Yujian Mountain Villa, who wouldn't dare act rashly without divine weapons. Where does this girl get her confidence? She really is overestimating herself!

  At that moment, many people in the crowd shouted: "Fellow Taoist, go back! Didn't you say that a lower realm cultivator with great potential can be invincible? The Xianling Realm is not as simple as you think!"

  Xiao Yao didn't refute, and the group of people just thought she was pretending to be calm, but in her heart, who knows how embarrassed and angry she was, laughing even more recklessly. In fact, if it were under normal circumstances, everyone would have only thought about it slightly in their hearts and wouldn't have expressed it on the surface to offend others. But now it's different, the oppressive atmosphere made everyone take her as a joke to shift attention and relieve anxiety, temporarily relieving the tense atmosphere.

  Xiao Yao didn't say a word, not because she was angry, but because she was suddenly mocked by a group of people. It's normal for anyone to feel uncomfortable in such a situation, so she chose to remain silent. She thought that even if Wan Jianyu got infinitely close to the Divine Realm, as long as he hadn't broken through that boundary, he would still be at the Nascent Soul stage. As a Nascent Soul cultivator herself, why should she belittle herself? What's wrong with taking on the challenge alone?! Just like what that female cultivator said earlier: whether you can do it or not depends on your strength, not just bragging. Everything will become clear when Wan Jianyu appears.

  In the midst of laughter, Xiao Yao's eyes suddenly darkened, and although the surface of the water was extremely calm, she still caught it: The Wan Ren Yu might be about to jump out of the pool!

  Just as "Mo Tian Tan" was at a critical moment, tens of thousands of miles away, in the Cloud Sea Domain where Xiao Yao hunted and killed the brocade flying mouse, a magnificent beast-drawn carriage made of pearl shells appeared. The carriage was pulled by two Qilin Rui beasts, on which sat an old man wearing a linen robe with curved white eyebrows. On either side of the carriage were four handsome men with high stature, dressed in Taoist robes and carrying swords, their auras cold and stern.

  If there were people nearby at this time, they would find that the cultivation of these five people was unfathomable, at least above the Refining Spirit stage. Especially that white-browed old man, who looked kind and benevolent, with a smiling face, but his aura was more dangerous than the four young male cultivators.

  The carriage moved slowly, as if strolling and playing in the clouds. After a while, a soft and sweet female voice came from inside the carriage: "Zeng Bo."

  "The old slave is here," the elder sitting on the qilin replied immediately: "What are your orders, miss?"

  The soft voice continued: "Before I came, I heard Brother Wu say that Wan Renyu was very powerful. Can Uncle Wen tell me what kind of moves Wan Renyu has and what to pay attention to when fighting him?"

  The old man heard this and burst out laughing, "Miss, Young Master Wu was just trying to scare you. If the Wan Ren fish were really that formidable, how could Young Master Wu have finished it off with one slash? Miss, don't worry, it's just a small fish with thorns. As long as you release the talisman given by your lady, not to mention one, even ten of them can be instantly killed."

  The girl's voice fell silent for a moment, then said: "Uncle Ke, I don't want to use the talisman given by my mother, I want to use my own magic treasure, Long Cai, like Brother Wu, I wonder if it can defeat that demon fish?"

  "This...” The old man was momentarily speechless, his mind racing to think of a way to dispel the young lady's absurd notion. If she didn't use the talisman given by Madame, with her current abilities, she would only end up being torn apart by the Wan Lian fish. Even if it were the exceptionally talented Young Master Wu, unless he was wielding the top-grade artifact bestowed upon him by the Star Master, he too wouldn't be able to kill this Wan Lian fish. If the young lady made even the slightest mistake, not even death would be enough to appease the anger of the Star Master and Madame! Thus, he hastily advised her: "Young lady, this won't do at all! Although your abilities are now quite impressive, the Dragon's Pride is still an unrefined artifact, having only been forged for a mere 30,000 years. It can't be considered a match for your abilities. You should know that if your techniques aren't paired with a suitable artifact, their power will be greatly reduced. The talisman given by Madame is precisely the right one to complement your techniques."

  The carriage fell silent once again, the old man only felt a chill run down his spine. Finally, a female voice spoke up, seemingly with a hint of regret: "Since that's the case, I won't force it either. Next time, I'll ask Father to give me a suitable weapon as well. This time, let's just listen to Master Zeng and use Mother's talisman."

  Finally managed to muddle through, the old man let out a long sigh and instructed the qilin to continue slowing down the speed of the beast-drawn carriage, hoping that the little ancestor inside would suddenly extinguish this absurd idea just like he had suddenly become interested in coming to kill the Wanren fish.