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Chapter 125

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Pi Junzi, who was still lying on the ground in his rat form, slowly opened his eyes and woke up. He lifted his head to look at Miao Yi, a bitter smile in his eyes. Even now, he still couldn't figure out what kind of terrifying transcendence art his opponent had used.

With a flash of white light, he turned back into the lean, shifty-eyed man with a mustache.

He stretched his curled up body and stood up shakily. He faced Miao Yi and bowed, "Great Immortal."

Miao Yi lightly nodded and said, "Two months have already passed. Tell me the specific address of the Bejeweled Nectar Conclave."

"Two months have passed?" Pi Junzi was shocked. He didn't think he'd been unconscious for so long. When he saw Miao Yi's cold gaze, his heart trembled. He didn't dare to hide anything, and immediately crouched down on the ground. Using his finger, he drew a map on the ground and pointed out the location.

Miao Yi paid close attention to it and silently memorized it. He took out a set of brocade clothes from his storage ring and changed out of the black East Arrival Cave attire he was wearing. He tied his hair into a bun with a jade crown and pinned a Yao Core inside his belt.

He was dressed in brocade and wore a jade crown, and wore four storage rings on his hands. Coupled with the slight aura of a Cave Master that he had developed in East Arrival Cave, he did seem to have an extraordinary background.

Miao Yi spread out his arms and spun around, asking, "Do you think it's feasible for me to attend the meeting like this?"

"Great Immortal has a graceful demeanor, there's definitely no problem!" Pi Junzi nodded repeatedly, then asked, "May I know in what capacity will Great Immortal attend this meeting?"

"How about Madame Wu Hua's cousin?"

"Great Immortal is wise!" Pi Junzi spoke respectfully on the surface, but he was inwardly disapproving. He asked meekly, "This lowly one is accompanying the Great Immortal, shouldn't I tidy up my clothes?"

The pair of arms pierced through by the fine steel chains raised up, as though reminding Miao Yi to help him remove the chains. Otherwise, he would definitely be exposed if he went out like this.

Miao Yi said nonchalantly, "You don't have to go. I can go alone!"

"Ah!" Pi Junzi was shocked. "Great Immortal is going alone?"

He thought Miao Yi was joking. He didn't even know what was going on, and yet he dared to barge in alone. Wasn't he a little too daring?

Miao Yi didn't need to explain too much to Pi Junzi. He raised his hand and slowly patted Pi Junzi's shoulder.

Here it comes again … Pi Junzi's heart was filled with fear. His eyes widened as he watched the other party's hand land on his shoulder. However, he did not dare to resist.

Just as he had expected, he felt something pricking him on the back of his shoulder. A terrifying chill that made him feel as if he had fallen into the netherworld quickly entered his body, instantly causing his consciousness to fall into a dazed state.

Pi Junzi's eyes rolled back into his head once more, and he fell to the ground with a thud. Without the support of transcendence energy, his body flashed with a white light, and he reverted to his original form.

The little guy on Miao Yi's finger spread its wings and landed on Pi Junzi's body.

"If I bring you along, there will be too many places where you can play tricks. Wouldn't that be even more dangerous?"

Miao Yi shot a glance at Gentleman, then turned around and called out to Charcoal to leave together.

As for Pi Junzi, Miao Yi wouldn't kill him as long as he was still of some use to him. Perhaps he might be of use to him in the future. Thus, Miao Yi left one of the little ones to keep an eye on him. All he needed to do was keep him in this state and not allow him to wake up.

If Pi Junzi dared to trick him and cause him to be unable to return, the hungry little guy would end up eating Pi Junzi as food after a while.

Once he was eaten by the little guy, even if Pi Junzi was still alive, he would be no different from a dead person. The more the little guy ate, the harder it would be for him to wake up. He could eat him alive.

Such a large Rat Spirit would be enough for the little guy to eat for a long time.

After exiting the cave, Miao Yi mounted his horse and rode Charcoal to the peak of the back mountain. He circled around and examined the surrounding terrain.

After comparing it with the topographic map drawn by Pi Junzi and confirming the route of travel, Charcoal hurriedly charged out. Its four hooves violently kicked the ground, carrying Miao Yi a hundred meters away. With a few leaps, it landed at the foot of the mountain, and quickly galloped away.

Pi Junzi thought that Miao Yi wouldn't dare to go to an unfamiliar place like the Bejeweled Nectar Conclave alone. However, to Miao Yi, it wasn't a matter of whether he dared or not. The only question was whether he could or not.

When he was seventeen years old, he dared to venture into the Boundless Secular World without any certainty of success.

Now that he had the Jade Stream Manor's token in hand, he had even less to fear.

He didn't even leave Charcoal behind, and openly rode his dragon steed to the conclave. His guts were extraordinary.

In the eyes of others, this sort of thing might be worthy of careful consideration. Just relying on the Jade Stream Manor's token might not be enough to successfully enter. Furthermore, riding a dragon steed would easily expose your identity. It was truly too dangerous.

However, Miao Yi didn't think this way. He believed that with the token in hand, he could give it a try. If he failed, he could easily escape with Charcoal as his leg power. A normal Blue Lotus Yao cultivator might not be able to catch up to Charcoal's speed.

With Miao Yi's temperament, these two conditions were enough for him to take the risk.

He wasn't the type of person who was afraid of the slightest thing. In his opinion, there was no need to think too much about things. There were only things that needed to be done, and things that needed to be done. There was no such thing as a surefire plan in this world. If thinking could solve problems, then there was no need to do anything at all.

In his opinion, the problem was very simple. How could this old man have so many conditions to guarantee a surefire plan? It was more likely that there was something wrong with his brain!

As the saying goes, a scholar's rebellion would fail even after ten years. This meant that the more educated a person was, the easier it was for them to complicate their thinking. The more they thought, the more easily they became fearful. In the end, everything became empty thoughts, and they didn't dare to do anything. They felt that everything was risky.

Miao Yi hadn't studied much since he was young. Since he was young, he had been a practical person who took action to support his family. This was because books alone couldn't support a family. He had to do it himself to support his younger siblings. By the time Lao Bai taught him how to read and write, his personality had already been set.

Previously, everyone said that the Sea of Constellations was dangerous. Yan Xiu also constantly advised him not to come, but Miao Yi believed that it would be fine as long as he didn't provoke any powerful characters. Furthermore, he had a few subordinates to follow his orders. He also had the little one to help him, and he had an urgent need to come to the Sea of Constellations. Why wouldn't he come?

His way of thinking would leave many speechless. This was why others didn't dare to come to the Sea of Constellations, but he did.

Speaking of which, Lao Bai had seen countless people. If Miao Yi was the kind of person who was overcautious and hesitant, Lao Bai wouldn't have chosen him. Because no matter how smart a person was, if they only knew how to daydream, they wouldn't be able to accomplish anything...

The mountains were nameless, and there were demons entrenched there. There was only one stronghold, and it was named Brass Gong Fort.

This year, it was Brass Gong Fort's turn to hold the Bejeweled Nectar Conclave. The seventy-two Fort Masters had gathered here, and Miao Yi, galloping over on his dragon steed, openly barged in.

"Who is barging in? Riding a dragon steed, could it be a human cultivator?"

"It doesn't look like it. How could a human cultivator be so bold as to barge in on a dragon steed?"

"We'll know once we stop him and ask."

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