290: ice sculpture

"Zhou!"

That ancient seal script on the simple token was deeply imprinted in Peng Sanyuan's eyes.

"Bang!"

The wooden sword in Peng Sanyuan's hand dropped to the ground, and he retreated several steps, falling to the ground.

"You are, you are a prominent Disciple of the Zhou Family?"

The several Peng Family Disciples quickly came to Peng Sanyuan's side and helped him up.

Peng Sanyuan managed to calm his mind and asked with a trembling voice.

"That's right."

"I am Zhou Xiangyu. It's a pleasure to meet all Fellow Daoists."

The Youth Cultivator with a clear complexion stood up and bowed slightly to everyone.

The spinning ancient token returned to Zhou Xiangyu's hand and was put into his Storage Pouch.

"It really is a Zhou Family Disciple..."

"No wonder he has such precise Spiritual Qi control..."

"Hearing about him is not as good as seeing him; he truly is extraordinary..."

"..."

Upon hearing Zhou Xiangyu's admission,

everyone praised him endlessly.

The shabby Cultivator surnamed Yin and the bearded man surnamed Liu, who were not far away, felt a faint unease in addition to their gratitude and shock.

Especially the bearded man surnamed Liu, who had just been slandering Zhou Family Disciples behind their backs, did not expect to run into the main person so soon.

"I wonder if you could give me some Face?"

Zhou Xiangyu ignored the praises of the surrounding crowd and asked the several Peng Family Cultivators again.

"Peng Sanyuan was blind and offended Fellow Daoist Zhou. I hope Fellow Daoist will forgive this humble person's transgression and overlook it this one time."

Peng Sanyuan broke free from the support of the Peng Family Cultivators and bowed deeply.

Zhou Xiangyu sat back down, quietly watching Peng Sanyuan, who was prostrate, and did not speak.

Inside the main hall, it was completely silent.

The Cultivators on the upper floors were also startled by the commotion. Some came down to check, and seeing this scene, no one spoke to disturb or plead.

"Drip ~ drop ~"

In the midst of the panic, the tea spilled on the tabletop dripped onto the ground, one drop after another.

In this quiet atmosphere, it sounded particularly harsh.

Peng Sanyuan and the other Peng Family Cultivators all prostrated themselves.

Cold sweat gathered on Peng Sanyuan's forehead and slowly flowed down.

After an unknown amount of time, when the tea finally stopped dripping,

and Peng Sanyuan's spirit was almost exhausted under this immense pressure,

a young voice, like a heavenly melody, resounded in his mind.

"Don't let it happen again."

Zhou Xiangyu spoke indifferently, withdrawing his gaze.

"Hoo ~"

Hearing Zhou Xiangyu's words, Peng Sanyuan's entire body finally relaxed.

He felt as if he had walked through the gates of hell and was now reborn.

"Thank you for your generosity, Fellow Daoist."

Peng Sanyuan bowed repeatedly.

"Bring the item."

"Leave."

Zhou Xiangyu flicked his sleeve.

"Yes, Peng Sanyuan takes his leave."

Peng Sanyuan respectfully presented the Storage Pouch he had obtained from the shabby Cultivator to Zhou Xiangyu, who reached out and took it.

After that, Peng Sanyuan led the other Peng Family Disciples and turned to leave.

Seeing the several Peng Family Cultivators suffer a setback, some secretly sneered, some regretted that no Cultivators were injured or killed, and some wondered if they could secretly kill Zhou Xiangyu and frame the Peng Family.

However, their Faces remained calm, showing no unusual expressions.

"Fellow Daoists, you two should also leave quickly."

"Although they can't do anything to me, you two Fellow Daoists don't have the protection of your ancestors, so it's not advisable to stay here any longer."

Zhou Xiangyu turned around and jokingly said to the two standing by, while also handing the Storage Pouch to the shabby Cultivator surnamed Yin.

"This..."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist."

The Cultivator surnamed Yin bowed, took the Storage Pouch, and hung it on his waist.

The bearded man, however, looked embarrassed and at a loss.

"Fellow Daoists, we shall meet again."

Noticing the bearded man's awkwardness, Zhou Xiangyu smiled slightly.

After bowing with cupped hands,

everyone was momentarily dazed.

When they came to their senses, they found that Zhou Xiangyu was already gone.

Only the two Spirit Stones on the table represented the traces of Zhou Xiangyu's presence.

The two exchanged glances, remembering Zhou Xiangyu's words, and hurriedly left money for the wine before departing the place.

At this time, the Shen Family Cultivators behind the Qingping Wine House rushed over, wanting to establish a connection with the Zhou Family, but they could no longer find Zhou Xiangyu.

Other Families in Yunmiao City who received this news did the same, sending people to search, wanting to invite Zhou Xiangyu to be a guest at their homes.

However, none of them had any success.

Outside Yunmiao City.

Zhou Xiangyu looked back.

A bracelet on his left hand flashed with spiritual light.

A three-zhang-long Green-Eyed Azure-Striped Snake appeared in front of Zhou Xiangyu.

"Xiao Luo, thank you."

Xiao Luo was the name Zhou Xiangyu gave to this Green-Eyed Azure-Striped Snake.

Xiao Luo affectionately nudged Zhou Xiangyu.

Zhou Xiangyu knew that revealing his identity would certainly bring a lot of trouble.

So he had his Spirit Beast use its innate Divine Ability, the Breath Blending Divine Ability.

This ability could merge its own Aura with the surrounding environment, greatly reducing its sense of presence.

It had a certain effect of concealing one's Aura.

"Let's go."

Zhou Xiangyu no longer lingered and headed away from Yunmiao City with Xiao Luo.

Yunmiao City was originally a border town of Qingyang Prefecture.

Outside Yunmiao City, further out, there was an Ancient Battlefield Ruins.

However, over the years, all the treasures inside had long been plundered by others.

The Ancient Battlefield Ruins grew a Spirit Medicine called blood-essence grass, which was quite useful for Barbarian Cultivators who Cultivated The Way of the Totem.

Zhou Xiangyu had accepted a mission to pick blood-essence grass and had come down from Qingyang Peak.

He had traveled leisurely, stopping along the way to enjoy various spiritual wines and delicacies, feeling quite at ease.

Not long after Zhou Xiangyu departed,

in a jungle not far from Yunmiao City.

Several Cultivators wearing hoods to conceal their identities simultaneously attacked a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl in the center, who was wearing a white and blue waist-length ruqun.

There was an imperceptible sadness in the girl's eyes, and her Face was icy cold.

She seemed completely indifferent to the attacks of these Cultivators.

"Buzz ~"

An invisible fluctuation emanated from the girl.

The various Talismans and Spells flying in the air all froze.

White frost spread in the air.

Following the guidance of the magical power,

the several hooded Cultivators all turned into ice sculptures, stiffly standing in place.

The girl stepped forward, walked past the several people, and disappeared into the jungle.

"Crack, crack ~"

After the girl left,

the humanoid ice sculptures shattered one by one, falling to pieces on the ground.

At the same time.

In the central basin of the Wuqi River in Barren State.

Under the tall coiled snake stone pillar,

a girl-like Cultivator with a high ponytail was bathed in a faint treasure light.

Her Aura continuously expanded.

After some time,

intense Spiritual Qi fluctuations spread out.

"Late Foundation Establishment Stage..."

Zhou Xiutong opened her eyes.

She carefully comprehended for a moment.

Then closed her eyes again.

After her cultivation was stable,

she took out a pair of crimson-gold treasure hammers from her Storage Pouch and casually wielded them under the stone pillar.

Thunder rumbled in the air.

"Xiutong."

Zhou Liyue, encircled by white silk ribbons, descended from the sky.

Zhou Xiutong quickly stopped, putting the crimson-gold treasure hammers into her Storage Pouch.

She skipped over to Zhou Liyue's side and linked her arm through Zhou Liyue's.

"Third Paternal Grand-Aunt."

Zhou Xiutong called out sweetly, like a spoiled child.

"You, your cultivation is almost surpassing mine, yet you're still so undisciplined."

Zhou Liyue smiled gently.

"Hehe ~"

"Are you here to find Old Ancestor?"

Zhou Xiutong asked, holding Zhou Liyue's arm.

"Mingfang received a message from the Changliang Tribe; it seems a Golden Core True Person has recently infiltrated Barren State."

"I came to ask Elder Heavenly Scorpion to go out and patrol, just in case."

Zhou Liyue shook her head and explained with a smile.

"Oh?"

Zhou Xiutong's eyes darted around.

"Then I'll go too."

Zhou Xiutong shook Zhou Liyue's arm and said coquettishly.

"As you wish, as you wish."

Zhou Liyue nodded helplessly in agreement.

The two descended towards the central basin and arrived above where Heavenly Scorpion was located.

A moment later,

a five-colored light flashed and disappeared, streaking across the sky above the Xuan She Tribe.

On the other side.

Outside Yunmiao City, in the borderlands of Qingyang Prefecture.

Zhou Xiangyu's heart suddenly stirred; there was movement ahead.

Xiao Luo returned to the Spirit Beast bracelet.

The Breath Blending Divine Ability activated.

Zhou Xiangyu silently moved towards the source of the movement ahead.