Nie Xinying was beautiful and her eyes sparkled. When she sat there, she had a hint of indifference and laziness. However, when she spoke, her words were filled with awe-inspiring might.
Yang Ying was overjoyed. She bowed and said, "Thank you, Martial Aunt."
Nie Xinying nodded.
Tao Dingfu sighed and said, "Junior Sister, you're going against both the Glazed Jade Heavenly Palace and Sheng Guangfeng."
Nie Xinying rolled her eyes and said confidently, "What's there to be afraid of? Master will take care of everything. Since he wants to take me as his disciple, what's wrong with me being a little willful?"
Tao Dingfu smiled and nodded. "That's true. You've found a good master."
He knew that Nie Xinying was just joking. The only reason she could do this was because her master didn't have a good relationship with Yu Hang and Qiong Ying.
Among the three Xuan Zun who guarded Yujing, Yu Hang had a long history of cultivation and had a strong background. He often came out to preach and was admired by the younger cultivators.
On the other hand, Nie Xinying's teacher also had deep roots and a wide circle of acquaintances. She was very casual in her conduct and never cared about the feelings of those she disliked. In the past, she didn't get along with Yu Hang's Senior Martial Brother Guo Zhen. Even now, she didn't like Yu Hang either.
As for Qiong Ying's Xuan Zun, because his master wasn't obvious, he was stuck between the two of them.
Nie Xinying said to the female disciple standing in the hall, "Invite Senior Brother Li here."
The female disciple bowed and went out to pass on the order.
After a while, a Daoist who looked to be in his forties walked in. He asked politely, "Junior Sister, do you have something to tell me?"
Although he entered the sect earlier than Nie Xinying and his cultivation base was deeper than the latter's, he was still only a nominal disciple. He knew that if there were no accidents, this Junior Sister Nie that his teacher found would become the official successor of Bai Zhen's lineage. Although she was not as good as him now, her future achievements would definitely be above him.
Nie Xinying was also very polite. She said, "Senior Martial Brother Li, Junior Martial Sister wants you to do something for me."
Daoist Li said, "Junior Sister, feel free to tell me. It's rare for you to have something you need my help with. I'll definitely do it for you."
Nie Xinying pointed at Yang Ying and said: "This is one of my juniors. Because of a mortal matter, she's being obstructed by many people, including Sheng Guangfeng's people. She first went to Fellow Daoist Meng of the Glass Jade Heavenly Palace, but they didn't dare to help, so she came to me."
Daoist Li chuckled and said, "There are a few fellow daoists in the Glazed Jade Heavenly Palace who are of good character, but their master only knows how to protect himself. Now, he's made everyone in the palace lose their morale."
Nie Xinying said, "Senior Martial Brother, you shouldn't rashly judge Xuan Zun. I'm afraid you'll attract trouble."
Daoist Li didn't seem to care. "If the people of the Glass Jade Heavenly Palace really come looking for trouble with our White Truth Mountain, I'll think highly of them."
Nie Xinying smiled and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Senior Martial Brother."
Daoist Li nodded and said to Yang Ying, "Lady, where are you going? I'll protect you."
Yang Ying hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Daoist Li."
Nie Xinying said, "Martial Niece Yang, with Senior Martial Brother Li's protection, you don't have to worry about anything."
"Yes, Martial Uncle." Yang Ying thanked Nie Xinying and Tao Dingfu again, then left with Daoist Li.
Tao Dingfu said, "That Daoist Li's words seem to be quite disdainful of the Glass Jade Heavenly Palace. Could it be that he has some grudges with the Glass Jade Heavenly Palace in the past?"
Nie Xinying's eyes turned and said, "That might not be the case with Senior Martial Brother Li. In fact, he was just following my words. Senior Martial Brother Li has always been a smart person, just leave this matter to him."
When Yang Ying and Daoist Li walked out together, Jia Yue and Xiao Ran had been waiting outside for a long time.
They just found out that the Mysterious Spirit Realm under their feet was actually White Truth Mountain, the dojo of Yujing's other Xuan Zun. It was obvious that the person Yang Ying asked for help this time had a lot to do with this Xuan Zun. They were pleasantly surprised but also nervous. At this moment, when the two saw Yang Ying come out with a slight smile, it wasn't hard to guess that things went smoothly. They finally relaxed.
Yang Ying walked in front of the two and said, "Sister Jia Yue, Xiao Ran, let's go back."
Xiao Ran asked, "Where is Wei Wei going?"
Yang Ying said, "To the Soaring Clouds Platform."
Jia Yue said in surprise, "Didn't Wei Wei say that we're not going anywhere?"
Xiao Ran agreed, "No, Wei Wei's idea is right. We can't hide the fact that we've obtained White Truth Mountain's support. We have to spread the news as soon as possible. The Soaring Clouds Platform is a good place to spread the news. If we can intimidate those who want to harm us, we'll have no obstacles on our way down. Wei Wei, it's a good idea."
Yang Ying felt a little guilty at this moment. She had some similar thoughts about going to the Soaring Clouds Platform, but she mainly wanted to go there to tell those disciples of Yujing's nobles that she wasn't easy to bully.
She coughed and said, "Also, Sister Jia Yue, did you remember what Wei Mou said?"
Jia Yue said seriously, "Wei Wei, I remembered every word."
Yang Ying said, "Okay!" She looked at Xiao Ran and said, "Xiao Ran, go to the Ministry of Justice for me now to file a complaint."
What Wei Mou said to her before was very overboard, but she didn't have the strength to fight back at that time. Moreover, because it was said in the Glass Jade Heavenly Palace, Wei Mou had many ways to deny it even if she directly reported it. If things got out of hand, it would only implicate the Protectorate's Sheng Zhou matter. Therefore, she could only endure it at that time, but that didn't mean that she forgot about it. Now that she had someone supporting her, she naturally wouldn't swallow this insult.
Xiao Ran said seriously, "This subordinate obeys."
Daoist Li said, "Yujing is vast, and it's not easy to find the door of the yamen. It might be inconvenient for this virtuous lady to act alone. I'll send a disciple with her so that we can take care of each other."
Yang Ying said gratefully, "Thank you, Daoist Li."
Daoist Li said politely, "We're all on the same side, Yang Shunv, there's no need to thank me."
At this time, the man surnamed Wei had just received a report that Yang Ying and the others had entered a small Daoist temple, but they hadn't come out for a long time.
He asked for the location and found that it was a very inconspicuous place. For the time being, he couldn't find out where it came from.
Even though he hadn't given up on continuing the investigation, he was pondering in his heart. Perhaps it was the residence of some unknown cultivator, and it shouldn't be the power he'd guessed. Yang Jian and the others were probably just hiding there to seek protection. When he thought up to here, he couldn't help but relax.
He said to the man surnamed Shi, "Brother Shi, I think they've already given up, so they're hiding in the wilderness. We shouldn't pay too much attention to them."
The man surnamed Shi cupped his hands and said with excitement and gratitude, "Thank you for your help this time, Brother Wei. Since this matter is settled, this one will go and reply to the Protectorate's letter."
The man surnamed Shi nodded and smiled, "Go ahead, Brother Shi."
After the man surnamed Shi left excitedly, he looked back at the overseas map hanging on the wall, his heart full of ambition.
Once the Protectorate was promoted to a prefecture, a portion of the population from the thirteen continents would be moved there. On one hand, this was necessary to expand the prefecture, but at the same time, it would dilute the Protectorate's original power. Apart from this, the Protectorate would also transfer a large number of experienced officials to the Protectorate.
Young officials like them, who had some connections with the Protectorate but had been separated from it for decades, were the first choice. This was because with the help of their ancestors, it was easier for them to be accepted by the locals as one of their own.
It had to be known that this was no longer the chaotic era of the Turbid Tide seventy or eighty years ago. This was especially so in the past ten years, when the monsters and EsGods had been wiped out one after another. The Turbid Tide had gradually subsided, and communication between the continents had been restored. If they wanted to move up, whether it was in Yujing or the other higher continents, they would have to slowly and painstakingly endure.
However, it was different in the Protectorate. There were many chaotic situations overseas, and there were plenty of opportunities to perform meritorious deeds. At the same time, there weren't as strict restrictions as in Yujing and the other higher continents. After ten or twenty years, when they had performed enough meritorious deeds, they could find a way to transfer back to Yujing and seek a higher position.
Of course, after this matter was completed, he would have to repay the people who had helped him. For a moment, he was already considering who he should write a letter to and who he should personally send an invitation to.
But at this moment, an attendant walked in with hurried footsteps.
His train of thought was interrupted, and he said unhappily, "What is it?"
The attendant revealed a trace of nervousness and said, "Young Master, just now, Young Master ordered us to investigate the Daoist temple. We've already asked …"
The man surnamed Wei realized that something was wrong and said in a low voice, "What's the origin?"
The attendant swallowed his saliva and said the answer he didn't want to hear the most. "After our investigation, we found that behind the Daoist temple is an entrance to the Spirit Mysterious Realm of Baizhen Mountain …"
In the Glass Jade Heavenly Palace, Wei Mou hurried to an exquisite hut. He bowed to the middle-aged cultivator sitting there and said, "Uncle, why are you in such a hurry to find this nephew?"
The middle-aged cultivator gestured for the disciple beside him to leave. He took out a report from his sleeve and handed it over. "Just now, Yang Ying filed a complaint to the Heavenly Punishment Department. Take a look."
Wei Mou revealed a look of disbelief. He took the report and opened it. He said in a mocking tone, "She really dares. Fine, I'll accompany her to the end."
The middle-aged cultivator warned him sternly, "Don't let your guard down. This is no small matter."
In this complaint, it accused Wei Mou of verbally humiliating a female lieutenant. This was a matter that could easily enrage the public, and it could be a big or small matter. Moreover, it was very likely that it would implicate the military, which had always been silent.
One had to know that the first place Yang Ying visited after learning about the protectorate was the Su Family. He could almost predict what would happen next.
Wei Mou was a bit baffled. "Uncle, as long as the Glass Jade Heavenly Palace can prove that this nephew didn't say those words, what can she do? What's there to be afraid of? "
The middle-aged cultivator fell silent.
Just like how the Glass Jade Heavenly Palace didn't dare offend Sheng Guangfeng last time, they also didn't dare offend Baizhen Mountain this time. That was why Qiongying had sternly told him not to stick his head out.
He was also annoyed. Since you have connections to Baizhen Mountain, why did you come to the Glass Jade Heavenly Palace? Now, the Glass Jade Heavenly Palace was stuck in the middle and had to suffer from both sides.
He said slowly, "You can only rely on yourself for this matter."
Wei Mou's face paled.
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