"So you're here, Junior Brother Golden Light!"
Li Yu strode forward leisurely, waving his hand in greeting as he waved at Meng Hao, who was up ahead of him.
"What? That guy is Old Devil Goldenbell's Junior Brother? "
"We're finished! We're finished! Last time, all we did was block Old Devil Goldenbell's path, and he killed hundreds of thousands of people. This time, we've offended Old Devil Goldenbell's Junior Brother. Isn't that even worse? "
The Cultivators surrounding Holy Snow City were all pale, and cold sweat broke out all over their bodies.
"So, it's Elder Brother Goldenbell! Forgive me for not coming out to meet you! Please forgive me! "
Meng Hao had worked with Li Yu countless times, and knew exactly what was going on. Without hesitation, he began to work with Li Yu.
"I say, what's so interesting about a crappy place like the Black Lands? What are you doing here? Hurry up and come back to the Western Desert with me! If you don't, your three thousand concubines won't be able to bear the loneliness and will run off with someone else. "
As he walked, Li Yu gave Meng Hao the title of "three thousand concubines."
"I …."
Meng Hao staggered, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
As for the young woman from the Frigid Snow Clan, she was so scared that she began to tremble. She jumped away from Meng Hao, worried that if he looked at her, she would get pregnant.
"Oh, I remember now!"
Li Yu walked over to Meng Hao, looking as if he had just realized something. "My Junior Brother's Cultivation has reached a critical juncture. He needs a Frigid Snow Larva to advance his Cultivation base."
With that, Li Yu turned to look at the young woman from the Frigid Snow Clan. He grinned. "My Junior Brother needs a Frigid Snow Larva. I'm sure your Frigid Snow Clan will gladly give it to him, right?"
"Yes! Yes! "
The young woman was trembling all over. She had been scared out of her wits by these two terrifying Vile-Devils. How could she dare to say no?
Old Devil Goldenbell was terrifying, but this young Cultivator was also a peerless seductress. He had three thousand concubines. How terrifying.
"This little girl, Hanxue Shan, greets … greets the two seniors."
In order to return to the city smoothly, she still needed to borrow the power of these two devils. Even if Hanxue Shan wished she could stay far away from these two devils, she could only helplessly accept the reality.
With the Demonic Dao running rampant, us Righteous Dao people can only feign civility and leave behind useful bodies for the future.
I'm enduring humiliation for the greater good. It's definitely not because I'm afraid of death. Absolutely not!
After completing her mental preparation, Hanxue Shan's expression became slightly more relaxed.
"My Frigid Snow Clan is deeply honored to have two seniors here. Seniors, please! "
She bowed, then led Li Yu and Meng Hao through the battle formation outside the city and into Holy Snow City.
The city gate opened, and a group of high-level figures of Holy Snow City respectfully came to the gate, bowing to welcome the arrival of the two "old devils".
As for the surrounding Cultivators, they didn't dare to move. They could only watch as Li Yu and Meng Hao were welcomed into Holy Snow City by the Frigid Snow Clan members.
"Patriarch Whitebones, what … what should we do?"
Seeing that Old Devil Goldclock wasn't enraged by the fact that his "Junior Brother Goldlight" had been besieged, they all felt relieved. This caused many people to inwardly sigh in relief.
But … now that Old Devil Goldclock and Old Devil Goldlight had entered Holy Snow City, there was no way to fight this battle!
To attack Old Devil Goldclock's base, wasn't that just courting death?
"Well …."
Patriarch Whitebones' face was full of helplessness. "Based on what happened last time, Old Devil Goldclock won't interfere in our battle. Let's wait for now! Once they leave, we'll attack. "
And so … because of Old Devil Goldclock's arrival, the great battle came to a halt!
"Greetings, Senior Goldclock! Greetings, Senior Goldlight! "
In the main hall of Holy Snow City, a group of high-level Frigid Snow Clan members respectfully bowed to Li Yu and Meng Hao.
Thanks to Li Yu, Meng Hao had also become "Senior Goldlight". When he saw a group of Nascent Soul Cultivators bowing to a mere early Core Formation Cultivator and calling him "Senior", he felt both helpless and amused.
"Seniors, you've graced us with your presence. How may I be of service?"
The leader of the Frigid Snow Clan was an old woman. This old woman with a head full of white hair bowed respectfully to Li Yu as she asked carefully.
Everyone in the Black Lands knew the name of Old Devil Goldclock. The more the rumors spread, the more incredible they became. Supposedly, he had knocked out hundreds of thousands of people with a single blow. Not even Spirit Severing Patriarchs could escape.
Old Frigid Snow didn't quite believe that Old Devil Goldclock could knock out hundreds of thousands of Cultivators with a single blow. But seeing the terrified expressions on the faces of the Black Lands Palace Cultivators, she knew that this Old Devil Goldclock was a monstrously terrifying monster.
Holy Snow City was in a precarious situation. Naturally, she couldn't afford to offend an old devil like this.
"Oh, it's nothing important."
Li Yu sat down at a table in the middle of the main hall. He picked up a jug of the Frigid Snow Clan's specialty wine, Frigid Snow Brew. He took a sip, then nodded approvingly. "Not bad. This wine has some flavor."
"Senior, if you like it, I'll immediately offer you a hundred jugs of Frigid Snow Brew. Please accept it."
If a bit of wine was enough to send the old devil away, that would be the best outcome.
However, Old Frigid Snow knew that since the old devil had come, he wouldn't be so easily dismissed.
"There's no need for that," said Meng Hao, waving his hand. "Actually, I don't drink much wine."
Li Yu waved his hand dismissively, then looked at Old Frigid Snow. "To tell you the truth, my Junior Brother, Patriarch Golden Light, has reached a bottleneck in his Cultivation. He needs a Frigid Snow Larva to break through. I've come to ask for a Frigid Snow Larva. "
"Well …."
An awkward expression appeared on Old Frigid Snow's face. "Senior, please allow me to report this. The Frigid Snow Clan only has two unhatched eggs left. Furthermore, it takes a Frigid Snow Clan Nascent Soul Cultivator a year to hatch each Frigid Snow Larva. "
She looked up at Li Yu. Seeing that there was no anger on Li Yu's face, Old Frigid Snow let out a sigh of relief. "Senior," she said, "the Frigid Snow Clan is currently besieged by enemies. We really can't spare anyone to hatch the Frigid Snow Larva!"
"Heh heh. What's so difficult about that? All it takes is a single word! "
Li Yu laughed carelessly. "If you want a year to hatch the Frigid Snow Larva, then tell the Black Lands Palace Cultivators outside that I've spoken. They're not allowed to attack for a year."
With that, Li Yu flicked his finger, causing a golden glow to land in Hanxue Shan's hand. "Go! Tell the Cultivators outside that they're not allowed to attack Holy Snow City for a year! "
"This …."
Hanxue Shan turned to look at Old Frigid Snow, not quite sure what to do.
"Since it's the Senior's orders," said Meng Hao.
Old Frigid Snow didn't quite believe Li Yu's words. It didn't matter how famous Old Devil Goldenbell was. At most, it was just that they didn't want to clash with him.
The Black Lands Palace and the Great Tribes of the Western Desert had joined forces, and were incredibly powerful. Experts were as numerous as the clouds, and they even had quite a few Spirit Severing experts. How could they possibly allow someone like you to ride roughshod over them?
And yet ….
Moments later, the entire Holy Snow City was in an uproar, and a boiling cauldron of voices could be heard.
Next, Hanxue Shan walked in, her face blank, as if she'd been scared witless. She couldn't stop muttering to herself, "They really retreated! They really retreated! "
"Shan 'er, what's going on?"
Old Frigid Snow hurriedly asked.
"Great Grandmother, they … they … they really retreated!"
Hanxue Shan's face was covered with shock.
"What? The Black Lands Palace and the Great Tribes of the Western Desert … retreated? "
The leaders of the Frigid Snow Clan exchanged dismayed glances. Old Devil Goldenbell … was actually so powerful? Retreating with a single word? Wasn't that too terrifying?
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