Mount Cloud Mast stood above the surging waves. Before they knew it, the clouds had become connected, shrouding the vast starry sky. They weighed down on the mountain heavily, as if they were about to touch the roof of the Feilian hall at the very top. The Silver Dragon King hovering in the air was vaguely visible in the sea of clouds.
A storm was brewing, and the world was dusky.
The gale swept the soybean-sized droplets of rain into the Feilian hall. The noble, scattered chandeliers illuminated the large, empty hall like it was daytime, pressing down on everyone's shadows beneath their feet.
On the mural behind Gongyuan and Ji Changfeng, the legendary god of wind, Feilian, gazed down at the surprised and stunned faces.
For a moment, there was only the sound of wind and rain.
With a rumble of thunder, the Elder of Cultivation Methods' shadow used the even brighter lightning to escape from beneath his feet, arriving before Little Ann.
Everyone's gazes gathered on Ye Duanhai. What was the meaning of this? Was it his idea? Surely he wasn't giving in, right?
Ye Duanhai continued to hug the ancient sword as he stared at Li Qingshan with a frown. Suddenly, he stood up and slowly made his way towards Li Qingshan.
A mortal swordsman could kill with ten steps. So what if he was a great sword cultivator?
Let alone five steps, three steps, and one step!
The Sea-splitting sword thrummed. Sword intent condensed like it was tangible. With each step, even the ocean parted to the side.
However, Li Qingshan did not retreat. He stared at Ye Duanhai with his head held high, like a pillar of support. Faced with the great sword cultivator's threat step by step, his battle intent did not weaken at all. Instead, it skyrocketed, rushing out of the hall and into the clouds.
Ye Duanhai stopped. The gazes of the two equally tall men clashed.
Time seemed to come to a standstill. Their auras condensed without erupting. Everyone held their breaths as if a boulder was weighing down on their chests.
The thrumming of the sword immediately stopped! He clenched his right hand into a fist!
Ye Duanhai pressed down on the hilt of his sword. Li Qingshan frowned, but he instead loosened his fist.
Ye Duanhai then opened his eyes. "You've won this competition. You've won. After you've eaten and drunk your fill, we'll talk in private! "
Without waiting for Li Qingshan's response, he came to the side of the Cultivation Imparting Elder and patted his shoulder. Then, he walked out of the hall, facing the wind and rain without looking back. His back view was a little bleak, and the elders and disciples of the Sword Pavilion followed closely behind him.
Everyone found it hard to believe that the Sword Pavilion's Master, who was famous for his unyielding and decisive temperament, was actually a Sword Pavilion Master. Facing a junior who hadn't even undergone three heavenly tribulations, he was actually forced to retreat in a head-on confrontation!
Yu Wufeng let out a long sigh. He was both relieved and sighed. "Master, I'm not sure. It's Windless who let you down! "
Killing in a fit of rage was the duty of a sword cultivator, but Ye Duanhai was not alone. He was also the pavilion master of the South Sea Sword pavilion. He needed to consider the bigger picture and the entire sect, so he was unable to swing his sword in the end.
When Li Qingshan didn't want to care about the big picture, someone else did!
"Hehe. Just Now, we're just joking. Why do you have to be so serious? If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me. I will punish myself with a cup of wine as an apology to you! "
Mister Ram stood up with a smile. He picked up his cup and drank it all in one gulp. "Sect master Ji, I can't handle alcohol. I'll be going to rest first." Suddenly, he seemed to remember something. "Oh right, his majesty, the King of Yue, knows the King of Savages is a wine lover. He specially made me bring a jar of fine alcohol this time. Even I covet it very much. I'll be basking in his glory tomorrow. "
Before Ji Changfeng could stand up and see him off, he strode off. The Myriad Poison Ancestor caught up with him and walked beside him, while Ru Xin followed behind.
Everyone was dumbfounded. The head caretaker of the King of Southern Yue's estate had actually taken the initiative to apologise! Was he different from what they had imagined? Was this mister Ram really a good person who was as good as he seemed?
Ye Duanhai's decision to back out was understandable. After all, his beloved disciple was in his hands, but what was mister Ram afraid of? Was he afraid Li Qingshan would suddenly attack him? The Silver Dragon King was right in the air, and the Myriad Poison Ancestor was right beside him. Who could harm him? Not to mention, didn't the Myriad Poison Ancestor have a deep grievance with Li Qingshan?
Let alone them, even Ji Changfeng was greatly surprised. The King of Southern Yue has taken the initiative to give him alcohol to express his goodwill. Just what are Li Qingshan's origins? Why does he have such great prestige? Don't tell me the head caretaker of the estate's main objective this time is Li Qingshan? Otherwise, why would he put up with this?
He had no idea that Li Qingshan had once gifted the King of Southern Yue a jar of alcohol. He was merely returning the favor. All he knew was that he could not drink the alcohol.
Mister Ram crossed the door sill and actually felt his body lighten. He could not help but glance back. Li Qingshan was also looking at him with some pity. He clasped his hands with a smile and glanced past the Myriad Poison Ancestor. His heart sank.
Just Now, he had already made up his mind. He wanted to destroy the two geniuses of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga, Li Qingshan and Little Ann, in the Feilian hall, and he could use this opportunity to suppress the cultivation community of the South sea. Right when he was about to communicate with the Myriad Poison Ancestor beside him, he suddenly sensed something amiss.
The Myriad Poison Ancestor had behaved far too calmly!
Li Qingshan had almost destroyed the Myriad Poison cult after all! Ever since the Myriad Poison Ancestor entered the Feilian hall, he had actually not said anything about this irreconcilable grievance at all. Even when Li Qingshan provoked everyone, he did not say a single word against Li Qingshan.
If the Myriad Poison Ancestor were a person of deep emotions, then so be it, but he just happened to be renowned for his narrow-mindedness.
There was definitely something wrong when something was out of the ordinary!
An unpredictable change had happened to the person he relied on the most for this trip, which made mister Ram very uneasy. He no longer communicated with the Myriad Poison Ancestor. Instead, he carefully observed his reaction.
When Ye Duanhai retreated with his disciples, the Myriad Poison Ancestor showed no intentions of doing anything either. Mister Ram could clearly sense a hint of danger, so he immediately decided to give up on this opportunity and hold it in, returning the matter to its original trajectory.
When Li Qingshan no longer wanted to hold it in, someone chose to hold it in!
"Cough cough, sect master Ji, about that … I'll be taking my leave as well. I've drunk too much today and said some nonsense. I've really made a fool of myself. Haha, please forgive me!"
"Seventh seat" smiled, but his smile was rather unnatural. A moment ago, he was so high-spirited that he wanted to fight Li Qingshan to the death, but now, it was like that did not exist at all. He cursed himself inside.
God dammit, it's just a seat. Only if I'm crazy would I get involved in this mess. When those important figures fight, what does it have to do with me? I cultivate in the South sea precisely because I don't want to get involved in these battles. Can't I just watch the show properly? Why did I have to jump out myself? Even the King of Southern Yue has to show respect to that kid Li Qingshan, so why should I be angry with him? If we really do fight, just that woman called Little Ann will swing her sword over. I'll struggle to block her!
"Sigh, I can't hold my liquor either, so I'll be taking my leave first." "Please forgive me, sect master Ji!"
The cultivators who had been singled out by Li Qingshan had already felt like they were sitting on pins and needles. With "seventh seat" taking the lead, they all stood up and bid farewell. The light in their eyes flickered as their gazes basically moved past Li Qingshan. Some of them even lowered their heads and looked at their toes.
"Stop right there!" Li Qingshan called out.
"D- don't go overboard. This is the Cloud Sail sect. This is the South sea, not your Savage mountain! "
"Seventh seat" shuddered and turned around. His expression was extremely ugly.
Some of the other cultivators stopped, while others just made their way out with their heads lowered. They even sped up a little.
When the people who had stopped saw this, they gritted their teeth and followed him in a hurry. They thought to themselves, He might not necessarily be calling for me! Hmph, no matter how powerful you, Li Qingshan, are, you can't make me stop just because you want me to. The more you make me stop, the more I want to leave!
Swish! Swish! Swish! Over a dozen streaks of light flew out of the Feilian hall. Gazing at the sky covered in dark clouds, their moods immediately lightened up. Not only am I leaving, but I'm also leaving. What can you do to me if I walk out? Fortunately, fortunately, you're not calling for me!
Some of them glanced back at "seventh seat" and said, "Good luck." Some of them did not even look back. They even grumbled inside, If it weren't for your nonsense, we wouldn't have been dragged into this. Why did we have to provoke this King of Savages for no reason? Cultivating in the South sea is about peace. You're also the leader of a sect, yet you don't even understand that.
Regardless of whether they looked back or not, they did not slow down at all. The group of people vanished into the curtain of rain very soon, only leaving "seventh seat" standing there facing Li Qingshan. His expression became uglier and uglier, and he was filled with regret. "Why did I stop?"
"Fellow Li, when it's possible to forgive, one should forgive!" Ji Changfeng said.
"Seventh seat" glanced at Ji Changfeng gratefully. It was not that he was afraid of death. If a great enemy truly stood before them, he would not hesitate to fight to the death. He just did not want to die for some random reason — he had said something too rash.
This feeling was like touching a tiger's butt for no reason, only to end up being eaten by the tiger. Such a stupid way of dying would probably make him the laughingstock of the entire South sea cultivation community.
Just looking at his slightly bitter face, Li Qingshan felt like he was going to turn his stomach. What was the point of killing someone like that?
He was very surprised that the matter had developed to this point. Originally, he was prepared to fight to the death, but he never thought Ye Duanhai and mister Ram would actually give in. It was not like he had any deep grievances with the South Sea Sword pavilion or the King of Yue's estate. They had already admitted defeat and apologized, so there was no reason for him to cling onto it and fight them to the death.
However, there was still a "big fish"!
Li Qingshan turned around. "Gongyuan, what do you think of my anger?"
The Merfolk Queen's expression wavered. If Li Qingshan had been bold enough to call her name so rudely a moment ago, she definitely would have taught him a lesson. Yet now, as she gazed at the hall that had suddenly emptied out and the figure that "seventh seat" had flown out of the hall like he was fleeing, she was actually speechless for a moment.
Even the Merfolk elders felt uneasy. They no longer dared to casually scold the man before them.
Ji Changfeng opened his mouth, but he said nothing. He could persuade Li Qingshan to spare someone who had nothing to do with him, but when it came to the Merfolk Queen, he could only let them deal with it themselves, just in case they offended either side.
Ye Duanhai could admit defeat for the sake of his disciple, and mister Ram could apologise for the sake of his safety, but Gongyuan could not swallow her pride. Just Now, she could still fall out with Li Qingshan without any hesitation, but right now, she was unable to make that decision.
Let alone just how much strength Li Qingshan was hiding, just the Little Ann was difficult to deal with. She was fearless, but the Merfolk under her command were not that powerful. She could not lose them pointlessly. If Ji Changfeng assisted them, then the formations of Cloud Sail mountain would be enough to suppress the two of them.
However, Ji Changfeng clearly had no plans to do that. He maintained a neutral stance. Ji Changfeng was only cooperating with the Merfolk of the South sea. He was not their lackey, nor would he fall out with the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga over the momentary displeasure of the Merfolk Queen.
Li Qingshan crossed his arms and gazed at the Merfolk Queen who was caught between a rock and a hard place. He was delighted inside.
After making his choice, it was now her turn to make her choice.
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