Chapter 1170
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The Blood Moon Elder naturally knew the importance of this matter, but Ye Qingtang did not hide anything from him, which showed her trust in him.
He would definitely not disappoint the trust he had in him.
"Holy Lady, it's getting late. Where do you think is suitable for me to stay?" The Blood Moon Elder took a deep breath and looked at Ye Qingtang.
"Where do you want to stay …"
Ye Qingtang sized up the Blood Moon Elder's huge body and was speechless for a moment. "Why don't … you just find a random valley or something …" Ye Qingtang said.
The Blood Moon Elder's new body was too huge, and there was no room in Falling Sky Valley that could fit him.
"This … alright …" The Blood Moon Elder was slightly taken aback. With a helpless expression, he turned and left.
This new body was strong, but it was also troublesome in daily life. Eating, drinking, defecating, wearing clothes, and so on …
After the Blood Moon Elder left, Ye Qingtang went to the small pavilion alone.
At that moment, Little You Yun was already sound asleep on Ye Qingtang's boat.
Knowing that Little You Yun had worked hard today, Ye Qingtang did not wake her up and only let her have a good rest.
In these two days, Little You Yun's time to control spirit energy was limited, and the creation process of powerful figures slowed down.
In this period of time, news of the ancient clan's defeat kept coming from the Southern battlefield. In less than half a month, the Formidable Heavens Dynasty and the surrounding territories were completely occupied by the Ancient You Clan, and the ancient clan's Yang Lords suffered heavy casualties. It was said that there were more than ten of them …
Meanwhile, the Ultimate Elder and the Pagoda Sword Master presided over the Northern and Eastern battlefields respectively, and they could still control the situation, unlike the Southern battlefield, which was close to being completely defeated.
Actually, it was not that the mainland's hidden ancient clans were weak. It was just that the Ancient You Clan attached great importance to Little You Yun in the Nine Nights Dynasty's Falling Sky Valley, and they increased the number of powerful figures and attacks in the Southern battlefield.
The next morning.
In Falling Sky Valley, the Peerless School Sect Master personally paid a visit.
"It is the ancient clan's intention to invite Miss Ye to join the northern battlefield. The current situation in the southern battlefield is not optimistic …" The Peerless School Sect Master, who was dressed in a green robe and was about sixty years old, stood at the bottom of the hall and sighed softly as he looked at Ye Qingtang, who was not far away.
The Peerless School warden who headed to Falling Sky Valley previously was killed by Divine King Luo Xue and resurrected. The Peerless School Sect Master already knew about Falling Sky Valley from that warden and was even more surprised that Perfected Xuanchen's disciple had already become a Yang Lord at such a young age.
Now that he saw it today, it was indeed as he had expected.
Ye Qingtang glanced at the Peerless School Sect Master. After a moment of silence, she finally spoke. "My Master, Perfected Xuanchen's daughter, died in the hands of your Peerless School disciples back then."
Upon hearing that, the Peerless School Sect Master's expression changed slightly. Nearby, a bone-chilling glint and sorrow emerged in Perfected Xuanchen's eyes.
Back then, Perfected Xuanchen's daughter had extraordinary looks and was known as the number one beauty in Nine Nights Dynasty. A Peerless School disciple failed to woo her and was cruelly humiliated and killed.
Perfected Xuanchen had never forgotten this incident and was unable to forget it.
If not for the fact that the mainland was currently being invaded by powerful figures from the outside world, Perfected Xuanchen, who had already become a Yang Lord, would definitely not let the matter rest and would definitely fight it out with the Peerless School to the end.
However, based on the current situation, the Peerless School was also one of the main combat forces in the Southern battlefield, and the death of any Yang Lord was a heavy loss to the mainland.
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