Chapter 76

At this moment, a voice suddenly emerged, speaking such words that made Amu and Lishui's faces change. Who could have said such a thing?

The two turned to look and saw that there were three people riding the wind in the void. The one leading them was a young man in a green robe, no more than twenty years old, with an extraordinary appearance, holding a folding fan, dressed like a young master, but with a soft and gentle demeanor. It was he who had spoken just now. The other two were not much older, but they were both wearing the purple robes of the Northern Cold Sect.

"All three are at the level of Fixed Cultivation, two at the initial stage, and the leading young man in the green robe is actually at the high stage of Fixed Cultivation, and even at the peak? But why isn't he wearing the Northern Cold Sect's purple robe, but a green one? Could it be that he is not a disciple of the Northern Cold Sect?"

Amu's demonic sense swept over them, instantly discerning their cultivation levels, and he couldn't help but be puzzled.

While Lishui had cultivated a thousand-year-old holy lotus, due to the difference in cultivation levels, she couldn't see the specific cultivation level of the young man in the green robe, only feeling that he was definitely above her.

"Vile demon of Purple Snow!" Ziyu saw the leading young man in the green robe and couldn't help but coldly snort, her face immediately turning sour.

Vile demon of Purple Snow? Amu's heart stirred. Could he be from the Purple Snow Cave, one of the eight main branches of the Northern Cold Sect, which specializes in alchemy? Amu glanced at Lishui, but she shook her head, indicating that she didn't recognize him.

"Junior Sister Ziyu, what a coincidence!" The leading young man in the green robe didn't even look at Amu and Lishui, seemingly forgetting what he had just said, his attitude extremely arrogant.

"Senior Brother Han, what a good mood! Did you find some treasure at the Immortal Market?" Ziyu's words were neither warm nor cold, with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Exactly! I got some small trinkets, thinking of giving them to Junior Sister Liruo." The young man in the green robe gently waved his folding fan, his face full of smiles, but these smiles carried a hint of evil.

As soon as he finished speaking, Amu and Lishui's expressions had already turned extremely unpleasant.

Before Lishui could speak, Amu coldly laughed and looked at the young man in the green robe, saying, "Who are you? So arrogant?"

Amu's words were extremely impolite. To be honest, seeing the appearance of the young man in the green robe, Amu felt extremely annoyed.

"Who are you talking to?" "Brat, shut up!" The young man in the green robe hadn't even spoken, but the two people behind him loudly scolded.

"Less noise! What? Now you judge the master by the dog?" Amu's eyes flashed with a cold light, staring at the two.

"Brat, say that again, who are you insulting?" The two shouted.

"Say it again? I'll call you dogs, and do you dare to bite?" Amu said coldly.

Originally, today Lishui had cultivated a world-class immortal root, and Amu's cultivation had greatly improved, making him in an excellent mood. He had planned to visit Ziyu on Purple Sky Peak and give Liruo a surprise, but now, without seeing Liruo, he had encountered a person who was giving Liruo a gift, which was extremely frustrating.

"Brat, are you looking for death?" The two were at the peak of the initial stage of Fixed Cultivation, a middle-level level in the Northern Cold Sect. But they didn't recognize Amu, and being publicly insulted by a white-robed cultivator, how could they bear it?

The two almost simultaneously released their pressure, directly pressing down on Amu, wanting to give him a taste of their power.

"Hmm?" Before Amu could react, Ziyu took a step forward, also releasing her pressure. Although they were both at the peak of the initial stage of Fixed Cultivation, Ziyu was clearly much stronger, and the pressure from the two was instantly dispelled by her pressure.

"What are you doing? This is my Purple Sky Peak, not your Purple Snow Cave?" Ziyu coldly shouted, "If you attack him, don't blame me for being ruthless. Do you know who he is?"

"A mere cultivator, who is he?" The two sneered.

"Hmph! He is Amu!" Ziyu also sneered, looking at the two.

"Uh? What? He is Amu!"

As long as they were disciples of the Northern Cold Sect, no one didn't know Amu. Although the two Fixed Cultivators had never seen Amu, they knew of his deeds. Hearing Amu's name, their faces immediately changed. The heir to the sect leader, now a named disciple of the sect leader, capable of slaying a peak Fixed Cultivator, such a person, they truly dared not attack.

"If you take another step forward, you will leave half your life behind!" Amu stepped forward, standing in front of Ziyu, his killing aura radiating outward, his demonic sense locking onto the two.

If these two were reckless, Amu would make them wish they were dead.

"You two, who have been cultivated with drugs! You probably won't be stronger than Yang Yun, who cultivates both ice and fire!" Ziyu scanned the two, her face full of contempt.

She hoped that the two would know their limits. The Purple Snow Cave was skilled in alchemy, and the disciples often took elixirs, so their cultivation levels advanced very quickly, but their combat power was inferior to those who cultivated through hard work. The two in front of her were truly not as strong as Yang Yun from that day.

Ziyu knew Amu's character, that he would do what he said. The Northern Cold Sect's rules probably had no binding power over Amu. If he killed someone in a fit of anger, there would be big trouble, especially since Han Qianli was currently in seclusion. Amu had already offended the Li Elder's lineage and shouldn't make more powerful enemies.

Whether it was the fear of Amu's name or some other consideration, although Ziyu pointed out their weakness, the two were furious but did not dare to move forward or attack.

"You are Amu?" At this moment, the young man in the green robe finally turned his head, looking Amu up and down, his face full of arrogance.

"So what if I am?" Amu directly met the young man's gaze, not the least bit afraid.

"Heh! I didn't expect that after fifteen years of seclusion, I would hear so much about you upon my return!" The young man in the green robe sneered, a hint of killing intent flashing across his soft and gentle face.

"This is Senior Brother Han Zixiang of the Purple Snow Cave, the son of Elder Han of the Purple Snow Cave, who is the current head elder of the Purple Snow Cave. Fifteen years ago, Senior Brother Han was the top Fixed Cultivator in the Northern Cold Sect's competition. However, he did not cultivate at Luoyun Cliff but spent fifteen years in seclusion at the Purple Snow Cave, pursuing another path. He just emerged a few days ago, and his current cultivation is at the peak of the high stage of Fixed Cultivation! He is one of the top figures in our Northern Cold Sect." Ziyu calmly explained to Amu, mainly to clarify Han Zixiang's identity and cultivation level. At the same time, she kept giving Amu meaningful looks, indicating that this was indeed a formidable opponent.

The son of the head elder of the Purple Snow Cave, at the peak of the high stage of Fixed Cultivation, the top Fixed Cultivator in the competition fifteen years ago, who voluntarily gave up cultivation at Luoyun Cliff to pursue another path.

These facts were enough to show that Han Zixiang was no ordinary person, but Amu didn't care at all.

"So what?" Amu said coldly. Upon hearing this, Han Zixiang's brows slightly furrowed, and Ziyu shook her head repeatedly.

"Do you know Liruo?" At this moment, Lishui, who had been silent, stepped forward and calmly asked.

"Of course, Liruo is my betrothed!" Han Zixiang looked at Lishui with disdain, "Are you that waste, Lishui? I heard you cried and begged for Amu's life that day, but you were quite loyal!"

"Your betrothed?" Hearing this, Amu's eyebrows shot up, but Lishui remained unusually calm.

"Senior Sister Ziyu, what's going on?" Lishui turned to Ziyu and asked calmly.

The calmer Lishui was, the more Ziyu felt pressured. She didn't know why, but today Lishui seemed different, though she couldn't pinpoint why.

That day, Lishui had offered to die in Amu's place, showing great loyalty, and Ziyu had a very good impression of her. Now, it seemed she couldn't hide the truth any longer.

Ziyu sighed and said, "Lishui, listen to me! First, this has nothing to do with Liruo!"

Lishui smiled faintly, not saying much, but the fist hidden in her sleeve was clenched until it turned white, waiting quietly for Ziyu to continue.

"It was my master who arranged the marriage!" Ziyu said.

"Headmistress Bing?" Amu was taken aback, and Lishui was also surprised. Forcing a disciple's marriage didn't seem like Headmistress Bing's character.

"Yes, it's my master. Elder Han of the Purple Snow Cave saved my master's life many years ago, a great favor. A few days ago, Senior Brother Han happened to see Liruo and fell in love with her. Elder Han personally proposed the marriage, and my master felt it was appropriate and agreed to it."

"Didn't Headmistress Bing know about Liruo and Lishui's relationship?" Amu asked loudly, extremely angry.

"Uh? It's precisely because she knew that my master agreed to the marriage!" Ziyu nodded helplessly.

"Why?" Amu asked.

"Our Purple Sky lineage has a secret technique to determine a female cultivator's immortal root. Liruo has been identified as an eighth-grade immortal root, comparable to Senior Sister Han. That day, on Luoyun Cliff, Liruo was willing to die for you, showing deep affection. But Lishui cannot cultivate her root, so my master naturally had to sever this relationship!" Ziyu said helplessly.

"What a Headmistress Bing, breaking up a couple!" Amu sneered, "But she will probably regret it! It's a pity that your Purple Sky lineage is blind!"

Ziyu didn't know what Amu meant by regret, but hearing him call her master by her title and say that the Purple Sky lineage was blind, she couldn't help but turn red with anger, glaring at Amu.

"Where is Liruo?" Lishui, hearing the reason, knew that Liruo hadn't changed her heart, and her heart was slightly at ease.

"She's on the back mountain. My master doesn't let her out, afraid she might see you, and even sent my sister to watch over her," Ziyu said.

"Hmph! What a good strategy! But, Senior Sister Ziyu, why aren't you locked up? That day, you also begged for my life, and I'm also a waste!" Amu, who had some good feelings for Headmistress Bing, now had none left, and couldn't help but mock.

"Spit! How can I be like Liruo and Lishui?" Ziyu's face turned red.

"Senior Sister Ziyu, is Liruo well?" Lishui sighed slightly.

"Very well, just not allowed to come out, but her cultivation has greatly improved! Don't worry! Liruo always thinks of you! She said she would rather die than marry!" Ziyu comforted.

"Good!" Lishui heavily said the word "good," then turned to look at Han Zixiang and slowly said, "Liruo is my woman!"

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