Chapter 68

"Strange! The surge of spiritual energy just now seemed a bit off!"

Zong Shou, somewhat puzzled, poked his head out of the window and looked in the direction it came from. He had been meditating, nurturing his divine soul, when a powerful wave of spiritual energy suddenly swept over, almost damaging the very essence of his soul.

Fortunately, the two fox tails behind him promptly harmonized the surrounding spiritual energy, restoring stability.

Looking far to the west, he saw a faint glow of fire rising to the sky. In the pitch-black early morning, it was particularly eye-catching.

"Could it be that a Heavenly Rank Martial Ancestor is making a move over there? And more than one, at the peak of the Heavenly Rank—"

Thinking about this, Zong Shou's brows slightly furrowed. Estimating the distance, it was about six hundred miles away, right where the Luoyun Waterfall was located. No wonder Lei Dong wanted Yin Yang to take him away.

However, he wasn't particularly worried. Lei Dong was clearly at the peak of the Heavenly Rank. In this era, where even the Spirit Martial Respects need to hide in spirit lands, a Heavenly Rank Martial Ancestor could act without restraint.

Unless he encountered multiple martial cultivators of the same rank or a Martial Respect, there was almost no fatal danger. Even if he couldn't win, he could always run away.

"I wonder which Heavenly Rank powerhouse it is? Lei Dong's blade intent is already somewhat accomplished, just a step away from the Martial Respect realm. For someone to engage him in battle and cause such a commotion, they must be no ordinary person!"

Since it didn't concern him, Zong Shou shook his head and didn't care. The holy city of Yunsheng was already in sight.

The eastern part of the Yunlu continent has fifty provinces and nine hundred major cities. However, it is fragmented, with each city often being a country. This is partly because most martial artists have rebellious personalities and are unwilling to be constrained once they have some martial power. The other part is due to the manipulation and constraints of various hidden major sects. The largest country has only three provinces and is not fully controlled.

Yunsheng City, located in the eastern part of the continent, is quite influential. Although it is backed by the Sudian Mountains, it is situated on a vast plain with millions of acres of fertile land. It is also close to the Eastern Yunhai, providing some trade benefits.

When the Yunyun carriage arrived at the city gate, it was still not fully light, and the city gates were not open. However, there were already dozens of carriages parked at the intersection, so Yin Yang had to stop the carriage on the side of the road.

After a moment, a sudden sound of thundering hooves was heard. A group of knights galloped over. Each was riding a Tayan horse, dusty and armed with knives and guns, their expressions cold and stern.

Zong Shou didn't pay much attention, but when the group of knights approached, he noticed that the leader was none other than Zong Ling and Feng Xiao, whom he had met before. However, for some reason, both of their faces were covered with a veil, making it hard to see their features.

Seeing him, their expressions also changed. Zong Ling rode his horse close to the carriage window and looked in with a mocking smile, saying, "What a coincidence! I didn't expect to run into you, Brother Shou, just a month after we parted at Danling Mountain. I'm here to buy some Yunwhale bones to make arrows. What brings you to Yunsheng City, Brother? Are you really planning to go to sea?"

Zong Shou was truly exasperated and didn't want to bother with his 'cousin.'

He knew that Yunwhale bones, which are extremely light, are the best material for making arrows. Fish glue can also be used to make bows. The major forces in the eastern part of the Yunlu continent send people to buy these materials every year. Zong Ling's excuse was well thought out. However, the words he used were almost identical to the last time they met, which was a bit boring.

Seeing the veil on his face, Zong Shou suddenly had a thought and said with a smile, "Why are you covering your face, Brother? Is it because you can't show it? Did you get injured? I guess it was done by someone from the Lingyun Sect, right?"

Zong Ling's eyes suddenly flared with anger. A month ago, he was slapped by a Lingyun Sect disciple, and he thought it would heal in a few days. However, the person must have used some evil means, as the slap mark on his face had not faded after a month and had become even clearer.

For a month, he had consulted several Spirit Masters, but none could figure out why. He also summoned several innate martial masters, but they were equally helpless. In the end, he had no choice but to cover his face with a veil.

Zong Shou's words hit his sore spot. He had been speculating that the encounter at the foot of Danling Mountain must have something to do with Zong Shou.

Perhaps Zong Shou had specially used the Lingyun Zhu Order to get the Lingyun Sect to humiliate him.

His eyes grew colder, and the knights gathered around. The atmosphere became suddenly chilly.

Zong Shou's eyes narrowed slightly, sensing that there were at least two innate auras hidden among the group.

Feng Xiao, somewhat worried, also came over and quietly tugged at Zong Ling's sleeve, giving him a warning look.

Just as Zong Ling was hesitating, Yin Yang, who was in front of the carriage, suddenly let out a cold snort. With an inexplicable aura, all the horses within a hundred feet let out a startled neigh and retreated quickly.

Feng Xiao and Zong Ling's expressions changed again. They exchanged a glance and understood that the innate master who had killed Qi Shao that day was this person.

After a moment of thought, Zong Ling suddenly smiled and said, "Brother, you just keep showing off with your words! Your uncle hasn't been heard from for a month and hasn't emerged from the Yunhai. I hope you can still smile in a few days. Do you know how many people around here want your life?"

Zong Shou shook his head inwardly. Without needing to be reminded, he could feel the slightly murderous gazes around him. However, he smiled and said, "I don't know how many people want to kill me, but I do know that if I die in front of Brother Zong Ling, Brother Zong Shijie will likely be implicated."

Zong Ling, who was about to ride away, heard this and his expression stiffened again, glaring fiercely.

Just then, the city gates of Yunsheng City suddenly opened. Another group of knights galloped out, dressed in fine clothes and looking even more imposing. The six leaders were all innate martial masters, riding the wind-riding horses that Zong Shou had long coveted, clad in heavy armor, their powerful auras unhidden.

They stopped in front of Zong Shou's Yunyun carriage. The leading middle-aged armored soldier dismounted and bowed respectfully to the carriage window, saying, "Is the person inside the Prince of Qiantian Mountain, Lord Zong Shou?"

Zong Shou didn't need to think much to know that this must be due to his companion brother, Lei Dong. He nodded without surprise and said, "Yes."

The middle-aged armored soldier was delighted and said, "The city lord gave instructions a few days ago, saying that the prince would arrive today. Our Yunsheng City will spare no effort to entertain you, treating you like the city lord himself. Please follow us into the city—"

He paused and scanned the surroundings with a cold gaze, especially looking at Zong Ling, his eyes filled with hidden killing intent.

"I warn you all, the Prince of Qiantian Mountain is a guest of our Yunsheng City. Anyone who has ill intentions will be considered an enemy of our city! The city lord has said, no mercy will be shown!"

The group of knights, without being ordered, scattered to both sides, protecting the Yunyun carriage as it moved toward the city gate.

Zong Ling and Feng Xiao, who were behind, exchanged glances again, their expressions uncertain.

They felt that Zong Shou was becoming increasingly inscrutable. How did he suddenly have a connection with Yunsheng City?

In the next moment, they saw Zong Shou stick his head out and say a few words to the middle-aged armored soldier. The latter immediately replied coldly, "Are you Zong Ling? Yunsheng City does not welcome you or do business with you. Get lost!"

Zong Ling's face, hidden behind the veil, turned ashen.

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