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Chapter 908

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"No!"

Su Zimo shook his head and said resolutely, "It's too risky for the three of you to head out at this sensitive time without the seniors of the sect accompanying you!"

Although he was younger than Nangong Ling and the other two, he was younger than them.

However, his seniority was extremely high.

He could not watch Nangong Ling and the other two take the risk!

Furthermore, for the past two months, every time he looked at the Heaven Slaying Sword Art for a long time and left his cave abode for a breather, he would feel that he was being spied on!

If that person was a disciple of Hundred Refinement Sect, it would be fine if it was merely out of curiosity.

However, if it was a spy planted in Hundred Refinement Sect by other sects or Hellfire Hall, their every move would be exposed!

In other words, there was a high chance that they would be targeted the moment they left the sect!

"Little Uncle-Master, it's fine!"

Ru Xuan said coquettishly, "Wind Cloud City is in the middle of the four unorthodox groups and isn't too far from our Hundred Refinement Sect. What danger can there be?"

Su Zimo was about to shake his head and reject her when he inadvertently looked up and saw Yoo Han-yeon standing beside him.

Although this quiet woman didn't say anything, her eyes were looking at him with a trace of expectation in the depths of her eyes.

Su Zimo's heart softened.

Yoo Han-yeon had been under way too much pressure recently.

This trip might be able to relieve her nervousness.

At that thought, Su Zimo already had a plan.

Nangong Ling looked at Su Zimo and harrumphed. "Who said that the seniors of the sect are all busy? Our Little Uncle-Master is rather free."

Su Zimo stood up and said indifferently, "Alright, I'll accompany you guys out for a walk."

"Ah?

This time round, it was Nangong Ling's turn to be shocked.

Initially, he was just saying it casually to mock Su Zimo. Who would have thought that the latter would agree to it?

Nangong Ling was filled with regret and grumbled.

"Alright!"

Ru Xuan clapped her hands and cheered with a smile.

Even Yoo Han-yeon took a deep breath in relief. The sorrow on her face seemed to have faded a lot. With glittering eyes, she bowed at Su Zimo and said gently, "Thank you, Senior Uncle."

"I can accompany you to the gathering, but I have to remind you."

Su Zimo's expression was solemn as he said in a deep voice, "The three of you can play, but you can't leave within ten meters of me. Can you do that?"

"Aiya, yes, yes, yes!"

Ru Xuan urged and tugged Su Zimo's sleeves, walking out while muttering, "Little Uncle-Master, you're really naggy."

Nangong Ling pursed her lips. She didn't think much of it. She muttered in a low voice, "So what if he's within three feet of you? I can live forever! "

Before he could finish his sentence, Nangong Ling suddenly felt his neck tighten. His entire body was grabbed by the neck and lifted into the air!

"W-Who is it?!"

Nangong Ling had a flustered expression and his face flushed red. His legs kicked wildly in midair and he felt his strength vanish without a trace.

At this moment, a rough face appeared before his eyes.

Su Zimo grabbed Nangong Ling with one hand and said with a fake smile, "I can't guarantee you eternal life, but at the very least, I can protect your life!"

"Y-Y-You, let go of me!"

Nangong Ling tried his best to channel his Dharmic powers and blood qi.

However, for some reason, he could not muster any strength in Su Zimo's palm and could only allow the latter to carry him.

"Hahahaha!"

Naturally, Ru Xuan was fearless and burst into laughter.

Nangong Ling felt even more embarrassed and almost fainted on the spot.

All of a sudden!

He felt his body loosen and he fell – he had regained his freedom.

Enraged, Nangong Ling wanted to argue with Su Zimo. However, he realized that Su Zimo and the other two had already left the cave abode and were heading outside.

Nangong Ling chased after them indignantly without saying anything.

Su Zimo was his Little Uncle-Master after all.

He could not possibly fight with Su Zimo in public. If his master were to find out about this, he would probably be chased out of the sect!

When she arrived outside the sect, Ru Xuan slapped her storage bag and summoned a spirit vessel that expanded rapidly. There was tea, water, and spirit fruits inside and everything one could possibly need.

"Little Uncle-Master, let's go!"

With that said, Ru Xuan jumped on first with Su Zimo and the others following closely behind.

With the spirit vessel on the way, Su Zimo was free and bored. He took out the Heaven Slaying Sword Art and continued cultivating.

During this period of time, he was focused entirely on the Heaven Slaying Sword Art. When he was tired, he would rest for a while before continuing.

Su Zimo had a feeling that he was about to touch the surface of the sword art!

The spirit vessel sped the entire way and only slowed down after half a day.

Looking ahead, the outline of a gigantic city gradually became clearer on the horizon!

Wind Cloud City!

It was a gathering of the winds and clouds.

Before they arrived at Wind Cloud City, there were already more cultivators in the vicinity.

Some people rode on swords.

Some people rode the wind.

Some cultivators rode on auspicious clouds while some Perfected Lords rode on scarlet immortal cranes.

After putting away the spirit vessel, Su Zimo's group of four descended into Wind Cloud City.

The city was huge, and it was bustling with activity.

Cultivators of various major sects and factions could be seen everywhere. Countless cultivator stalls were gathered on both sides of the road.

Divine weapons could be seen everywhere.

There was a dazzling array of ancient secret skills.

There were all sorts of elixirs and talismans that were dazzling.

Some cultivators were even more straightforward and did not care about their immortal demeanor as they shouted at the top of their lungs!

It was rare for Yoo Han-yeon to be in a much better state at the sight of such a bustling scene, as though she was no longer under the pressure of the weapon refinement competition.

Bouncing around, Ru Xuan circled around every stall and fiddled with them curiously. However, she did not buy anything, causing countless people to roll their eyes.

Nangong Ling followed behind Yoo Han-yeon blindly, paying attention to her sweetheart's gaze and preparing to help her purchase treasures at any moment!

Su Zimo was still the same as always, following behind the three of them lazily with the Heaven Slaying Sword Art in his hands.

He was indeed comprehending the Heaven Slaying Sword Art.

However, at the same time, the scarlet-haired Yin Spirit hid in a corner of his consciousness and did not let down his guard, paying attention to his surroundings.

"Look over there! The paragon of Soaring Feather Sect, Wu Tianyu, has appeared!"

"Wu Tianyu, ranked 11th on the Phenomenon Ranking this time round. To think that he would arrive so early."

"Let's go take a look. I haven't seen what a cultivator ranked 11th on the Phenomenon Ranking looks like."

Many cultivators discussed and surged in that direction.

Cultivators on the Phenomenon Ranking were the center of attention no matter where they went!

"Fellow Daoist, may I ask if you're Nangong Ling who's ranked 83 on the Phenomenon Ranking?"

Right then, a cultivator flashed out and asked Nangong Ling with cupped fists.

Nangong Ling did not say anything and merely stood with her hands behind her back with a proud expression, nodding.

The cultivator was delighted and said hurriedly, "It's really Fellow Daoist Nangong. I've heard of your reputation for a long time. It's truly my fortune to be able to meet you here!"

Right then, another commotion broke out from the crowd behind her.

"Look, it's Jian Wuzong!"

"Ah! It's him! "

The cultivator who was initially standing in front of Nangong Ling was even more excited. As though he could no longer see Nangong Ling, he followed the crowd and headed straight for Jian Wuzong.

Even Nangong Ling revealed a hint of fear and whispered, "Jian Wuzong, third on the Phenomenon Ranking!"

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