Yun Qingyue said, "Although there are still ten days left, the negotiations have not reached a conclusion. We have to leave enough time for the sects to prepare, so we have to hurry."
Saying so, not only did she not slow down, she even sped up. Seeing this, Wu Jun could only helplessly keep up.
As they sped along, the Heavenly Sword Peak came into view.
Wu Jun suddenly said, "Actually, we can try to let ghost cultivators kill him. If we can kill him, all our troubles will be solved."
"But what if we can't kill him?"
If they couldn't kill him, they would only enrage Lu Yiye, and the consequences would be unpredictable.
In fact, the Divine Sea Realm cultivators had considered sending ghost cultivators with high cultivation, but it was too risky. Lu Yiye was proficient in formations. Even if he stayed on the Heavenly Sword Peak, he would have set up some warning formations around him. The ghost cultivators might not be able to safely sneak up on him.
Once he found them, with his overlord-level strength, the ghost cultivators would not have a good ending.
It was because of this concern that the Myriad Devil Ridge did not dare to act rashly, and instead sent Wu Jun and Yun Qingyue to negotiate.
When they arrived at the sky above the Sky Sword Peak, the two of them looked around and saw the lonely figure sitting on the Spirit Peak.
"Over there," Yun Qingyue said as she controlled her flying spirit tool to descend. Wu Jun followed closely behind.
In a moment, the two landed ten feet in front of Lu Yiye.
Looking carefully, the two were secretly shocked. There was no other trace of purple lightning on Lu Yiye's body.
According to the information they had received, after Lu Yiye broke into the New Moon Sect's base and killed more than fifty people, the purple lightning on his body was so dense that it almost condensed. However, when he appeared at the Cloud Sun Sect's base half a day later, the purple lightning disappeared. When he killed again, the purple lightning reappeared.
But now, the purple lightning was gone again …
This undoubtedly meant that Lu Yiye did have the means to suppress the heavenly punishment, but was there really such a miraculous method in this world?
While the two were observing Lu Yiye, Lu Yiye, who was studying a book, also looked at them. At first glance, he was attracted by Yun Qingyue, and his eyes lit up.
A woman who could be called a Heavenly Maiden by the men of an era was naturally beautiful. Beautiful things could always make people happy.
His gaze shifted downwards, and his eyes became much brighter.
This small action naturally could not be hidden from Yun Qing Yue's eyes. She felt helpless in her heart. This little guy in front of her, was indeed as the rumors said …
Fortunately, although he was looking, there was no lust in his eyes, and he quickly looked away.
Lu Ye glanced at Wu Jun again and didn't pay much attention to him.
What was certain was that these two people were not in the Spirit Stream Tier, and were not even in the Cloud River Tier. At the very least, they were in the True Lake Tier, and could not possibly be in the Immortal Ocean Tier.
What made Lu Ye slightly suspicious was this woman's age. From her appearance, this woman was not older than him, but how could a True Lake Stage cultivator be so young? He could not tell her age from her appearance, so he could only say that this woman took good care of herself.
"Are you Fellow Daoist Lu Yiye of the Jade Blood Sect?" Yun Qingyue spoke first.
The youth in front of her was the only person from ancient times to the present who had single-handedly stirred up the Spirit Stream Battlefield and rendered the Myriad Devil Ridge powerless. Therefore, even though Yun Qing Yue's cultivation was much higher than Lu Ye's, she did not have the slightest intention of underestimating him.
Moreover, she was a gentle woman.
Before coming here, she had already seen a portrait of Lu Ye, and the appearance matched. However, she still had to ask.
Not only was her appearance beautiful and pleasing to the eye, but her voice was also very soft and pleasant to the ear, like a spring breeze caressing one's ears.
She was a True Lake Stage cultivator, and yet she lowered herself to address Lu Ye as Fellow Daoist, showing her sincerity. With her low cultivation and status, she could have called Lu Ye as Little Friend or even directly called him by his name.
"It's me."
Lu Ye put away the book in his hand.
He secretly wondered why the Myriad Devil Ridge had sent such a woman to find him.
He quickly came to the conclusion that these two people were not here to deliver the safety money.
"What evidence do you have to prove that you are Lu Yiye?" Wu Jun suddenly asked.
Before coming here, he had already discussed it with Yun Qing Yue. Between the two of them, one would play the bad cop, while the other would play the good cop. Negotiations were always like this. This was also the reason why the Myriad Devil Ridge had chosen two people to come here. If both of them were easy to talk to, then there would be no point in negotiating. They would just agree to whatever the other party said. Therefore, one of them had to play the bad cop, so as to show the other party's sincerity and make it easier to bargain.
Wu Jun did not have any subjective malice towards Lu Ye. The difference in cultivation was obvious. However, as a cultivator of the Myriad Devil Ridge, Lu Ye's actions made him feel like he had a common enemy. Naturally, he would not be too polite with his words.
"What proof do you want?" Lu Ye did not believe that these two people had not seen his portrait or video before coming here.
Wu Jun said, "I heard that Lu Yiye has a small white beast by his side that never leaves his side. I don't seem to have seen it."
"It's not here."
Yiyi wanted to send Tao Zhengyu back to the encampment, so Hu Po had to come along. A spirit and a yao were born together, so they could not be separated too far.
"Cloud River cultivators barge into the Spirit Stream Battlefield. After killing someone, they will be punished by Heaven's Secrets. Soul Extinguishing Divine Lightning is wrapped around them, but I don't see any traces of it. How can you prove that you are Lu Yiye?" Wu Jun took advantage of the situation to pursue. No matter what, he had to show Lu Yiye his strength. He had to let Lu Yiye know that the Myriad Devil Ridge was not a soft persimmon that he could bully as he pleased.
Most importantly, Wu Jun wanted to know what method Lu Ye used to suppress Heaven's Secrets' punishment. If he could figure this out, then any price would be worth it.
"Whoosh …" A light sound rang out as the Mountain Pan Saber was unsheathed. The saber flashed as three crescent-shaped saber lights slashed out towards Wu Jun.
Wu Jun did not expect Lu Ye to attack him. Seeing the three saber lights slashing towards him, his expression froze. He immediately circulated his spiritual energy and blood to protect his body.
He was a Body Cultivator, and a True Lake Stage Body Cultivator at that. He had already surpassed the stage of relying on spirit tools to protect himself. His own body was his strongest defense.
With three muffled sounds, Wu Jun's body flashed with spiritual energy. He was forced back a few steps by the three saber lights before stabilizing himself.
His expression immediately turned serious.
Even Yun Qingyue, who was watching from the side, revealed a shocked expression.
Only now did she understand that the rumors were true. Lu Yiye really did have the strength of an overlord.
Those three saber lights had already exceeded her understanding of the strength that a Spirit Stream Stage cultivator could display.
"Can you prove it now?"
Lu Ye slowly sheathed his saber.
Wu Jun did not say a word, but his heart was filled with shock. Although it was only three saber lights, it was enough for him to see the big picture. If it was a real life or death battle, with the strength that he could display now, he would not be able to last more than three moves against Lu Yiye.
The younger generation would surpass the older!
"Fellow Daoist Lu, please calm down. Senior Martial Brother Wu and I have indeed never seen Fellow Daoist Lu before. Moreover, today's matter is of great importance. Senior Martial Brother Wu is just being cautious and has no ill intentions." Saying so, she gracefully bowed towards Lu Ye, "Snow Feather Sect's Yun Qingyue greets Fellow Daoist Lu."
Wu Jun also unwillingly cupped his fists and said in a muffled voice, "Wind Cloud Manor's Wu Jun."
Lu Ye had seen Snow Feather Sect and Wind Cloud Manor on the ten-point map. Both were first-grade sects, one from Thunder Prefecture and the other from Serene Prefecture. These were all marked on the ten-point map.
Lu Ye nodded slightly and returned the greeting, "Jade Blood Sect's Lu Ye."
Although they were in different camps, the other party was still a True Lake Stage expert. Since the other party took the initiative to greet him, he could not be rude.
"What business do the two of you have here? You don't look like you're here to deliver something, "Lu Ye said bluntly.
Yun Qingyue said, "To be honest, the Divine Sea Realm cultivators are still discussing whether to agree to Fellow Daoist's request. After all, this has happened once before. At that time, the Myriad Devil Ridge compromised. We thought that Fellow Daoist would never return after leaving the Spirit Stream Battlefield, but who would have thought that in a mere few months, the same thing will happen again? The Divine Sea Realm cultivators find it difficult to accept."
The main reason was that they did not expect Lu Ye to be able to kill people without restraint on the Spirit Stream Battlefield after advancing to the Cloud River Tier. Under normal circumstances, high-level cultivators would be restrained if they barged into the Spirit Stream Battlefield, but Lu Ye was able to do so without restraint.
"Senior Martial Brother Wu and I have come here on the orders of many Divine Sea Realm cultivators to discuss a mutually acceptable proposal with Fellow Daoist Lu."
Lu Ye's gaze was fixed on Yun Qingyue, who responded with a smile.
"What do you want to discuss?"
Yun Qingyue said, "No matter what, Fellow Daoist Lu is bullying the weak this time. There are rules on the battlefield. Fellow Daoist, you forced your way into the Spirit Stream Battlefield as a Cloud River Tier cultivator and even destroyed the encampment of two major sects of the Myriad Devil Ridge. This is really not right. If the cultivators of the major forces do this, wouldn't the Spirit Stream Battlefield be in chaos in the future? What do you think? "
"In this world, besides me, who else has this ability?"
Yun Qingyue was at a loss for words. This was the problem that the Myriad Devil Ridge could not solve. If this problem was not solved, they would never be qualified to negotiate with Lu Ye.
"If anyone from the Myriad Devil Ridge wants to copy me, they can do so without any scruples. I have this ability, so I'll set the rules. Those who don't have the ability to do so should obey obediently. As for bullying the weak … In terms of age, most of the cultivators in the core region are older than me. In terms of cultivation, Tianji suppressed my cultivation to the Heavenly Ninth Tier, so the strength I can exert is also at the Heavenly Ninth Tier. How can I be bullying the weak? "
Yun Qingyue said helplessly, "That's what you say, but Fellow Daoist's request is really too harsh. The major sects of the Myriad Devil Ridge have already lost a lot of blood the last time. If you do it again, the major sects will definitely not agree. On this point, the Divine Sea Realm cultivators have already reached a consensus. I know that Fellow Daoist has encountered in the Hunting Ground and is feeling depressed and has suffered huge losses. It's understandable for you to make such a request, but Fellow Daoist has already destroyed the encampment of two sects and killed many people.
Lu Ye stared indifferently at her starry eyes. "Fellow Daoist Yun, if you want to talk nonsense, you don't have to. I'll only wait here for ten days."
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