225: Xichu Sword Immortal, do you know him?

“No need,” Lin Qinghuang said faintly as she opened her eyes and stood up.

She glanced out the window, the time was almost right: “Next, we go to Great Desolate Mountain. The entrance to the Void Heaven Sword Arena is at that location, and I imagine many people have already gathered there.”

Xie Weilou put away his golden curved bow and asked with a smile, “The Void Heaven Sword Arena has the Taixu Spirit Fire, which is what I need. But I’m very curious, why is Qinghuang going to the Void Heaven Sword Arena?”

Qinghuang said carelessly, “The Void Heaven Sword Arena has many good things. Isn’t it normal for me to seek some opportunities to improve my cultivation?”

“Is that really true?”

Xie Weilou stared at Lin Qinghuang.

The matter of the Void Heaven Sword Arena was proposed by Lin Qinghuang herself. Does she really only need a chance to improve her cultivation?

Lin Qinghuang was silent for a second, then said calmly, “Then I won’t hide it from you! The Void Heaven Sword Arena has a teleportation array, and I want to go see it.”

“That’s more like it! We’re an old married couple, we know each other inside and out, what can’t we say?”

Xie Weilou’s smile deepened, and he stopped asking questions.

“Hehe! This Young Master, you really know how to talk.”

Lin Qinghuang gritted her teeth.

“Then… can I touch your leg?”

Xie Weilou looked at Lin Qinghuang’s beautiful legs with burning eyes. Wrapped in a green dress, her legs were long and slender, and the curve of her hips was fully displayed, captivating the soul. If he could touch them, it would surely make one’s wisdom root soar and lead directly to enlightenment.

“Touch your own.”

Lin Qinghuang glared fiercely at Xie Weilou and walked out of the room.

Xie Weilou watched Lin Qinghuang’s retreating figure and followed her, smiling faintly: “Lin Qinghuang, This Young Master is serious. If you let me have a bite, then no matter where you go, This Young Master will be able to remember you.”

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Great Desolate Mountain is located two hundred miles west of Xuan Province City. It is a massive barren mountain.

Legend has it that powerful cultivators once fought here, causing numerous mountains to collapse and shatter, turning the area into a wasteland.

For many years, there has only been sparse thorny vegetation here, with hardly any greenery to be seen.

Half an hour later.

On a severed giant mountain, over three hundred cultivators were gathered. They came from different sects and forces.

Tai Xuan Sect, Hehuan Sect, Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, and Tianyin Temple all had powerful cultivators present. The leaders were all Profound Phase Realm Peak existences, belonging to the Supreme Elders of their sects, only a step away from the Dragon Transformation Realm.

There were also some rogue cultivators who had heard the news and hoped to try their luck here.

Standing at the very front were two men and one woman.

One of them was a middle-aged man dressed in black robes, with a majestic demeanor and extraordinary bearing. Powerful sword qi emanated from him, like a peerless divine weapon, giving off an extremely strong oppressive feeling. He was precisely the Great Xia Sword Immortal, Ye Gucheng!

The other man was dressed in elegant white robes, with a gentle smile on his face, giving off a feeling that he was also not simple. In fact, his reputation was also considerable; he was the West Chu Sword Immortal, Wang Ruoxu!

As for the woman beside them, she was naturally Ye Gucheng’s younger sister, Ye Guhong!

“It’s him…”

Xie Weilou and Lin Qinghuang had changed their appearances and were mixed among a group of rogue cultivators. He looked at Wang Ruoxu, with a somewhat strange expression.

Lin Qinghuang transmitted her voice: “This person is the West Chu Sword Immortal. Do you know him?”

“I’ve met him once.”

Xie Weilou replied.

In the original owner’s memory, there was only information about the Great Xia Sword Immortal, but no impression of the West Chu Sword Immortal.

The original owner had also met Ye Gucheng here when he was a child. At that time, Xie Nantian had invited him to test his bone structure.

After the test, Ye Gucheng expressed his helplessness, saying that even with heaven-defying treasures, it would be difficult for Xie Weilou to embark on the path of cultivation.

Strangely enough, after hearing Ye Gucheng’s words, Xie Nantian, on the contrary, breathed a sigh of relief.

“……”

Lin Qinghuang stopped asking questions.

Xie Weilou then looked in another direction and happened to see a mysterious woman in black robes and a mask. With just one glance, he knew who she was—Yan Ruyu!

There was no way around it; he was truly too familiar with Yan Ruyu. He could tell her figure with just a glance.

Yan Ruyu seemed to sense Xie Weilou’s gaze, and her eyebrows twitched. She subconsciously looked at Xie Weilou, but saw that Xie Weilou was staring at a rogue cultivator not far from her, as if he wasn't looking at her at all.

The Supreme Elder of the Tai Xuan Sect was a white-haired old man. He looked at Ye Gucheng, cupped his fists, and said, “May I ask Sword Immortal, how much more time is needed before we can enter the Void Heaven Sword Arena?”

The Void Heaven Sword Arena is full of unknown dangers, with both opportunities and perils, naturally making people incredibly eager. With two Sword Immortals present this time, there is a bit of hope.

Ye Gucheng pondered, “Wait a little longer, some people haven’t arrived yet.”

He had pursued the Void Heaven Sword Arena for many years, and now that the opportunity had appeared, he was actually more anxious than many others.

However, the Void Heaven Sword Arena was too dangerous, and even he wasn't entirely confident, so he needed to wait a bit longer.

“Thank you, Brother Ye, for waiting. We have arrived.”

A faint laugh sounded, and a dozen figures flew over.

Leading them were three individuals, from the Human, Demon, and Monster races, all with terrifying auras, all in the Divine Court Realm.

And by their side, several young people followed.

“Eastern Zhou Imperial Advisor, Li Guanxuan!”

Xie Weilou looked at one of the plain-looking women. She was precisely the Eastern Zhou Imperial Advisor, Li Guanxuan. Beside Li Guanxuan was a woman, who was the Eastern Zhou Second Princess, Ji Yuehua, Second Princess of East Zhou.

The Elder from the Tai Xuan Sect looked at the other two Divine Court Realm cultivators, his eyes narrowing. He said in a deep voice, “People from the Demon Race and Monster Race?”

“Demon Race, Monster Race!”

Everyone present also changed their expressions, looking extremely solemn. They hadn't expected even powerful cultivators from the Monster Race and Demon Race to arrive.

The Demon Race representative was a middle-aged man in black robes with golden patterns. A mysterious demonic pattern was on his forehead, and his aura was very powerful.

He glanced at the Elder from the Tai Xuan Sect, a playful smile on his face: “I am Demon King Ying Prefecture, from the Heavenly Demon Race.”

Currently, the Human and Monster races are constantly fighting, while the Demon Race has not appeared for many years and has not participated in these conflicts. But who would dare to ignore the Demon Race's position in the slightest?

After speaking, a wave of pressure rolled over everyone present.

“……”

Everyone’s expressions changed, and they immediately retreated.

“Demon King? Very strong!”

Xie Weilou thought to himself, then stared at the two people beside Ying Prefecture, one male and one female. These two wore masks and black robes, appearing very mysterious.

One emanated a Dao Repository Realm aura, and the other exuded a Profound Manifestation Realm pressure. Neither was simple. One of them subconsciously made Xie Weilou think of Yan Junlin!

To be precise, this was Yan Junlin. This guy wouldn't miss such an occasion. All along, he had been curious about Yan Junlin's true background, and now he seemed to know: Yan Junlin's backing was the Demon Race!

And the woman beside Yan Junlin also reminded Xie Weilou of the woman who played the zither at Yan Junlin's mansion before; a demonic aura emanated from her.

Yan Ruyu’s backing is West Chu, Yan Wugou’s backing is the Monster Race, Yan Junlin’s backing is the Demon Race… So what about the others? What do they rely on?

These princes and princesses are truly not simple. He really wants to crush them to death!

Li Guanxuan looked at the Monster Race powerhouse. The other party had a stern expression and was dressed in a golden brocade robe. He was the Great Peng King.

The Great Peng King glared at Li Guanxuan, his expression somewhat gloomy. He had lost to Li Guanxuan in their last battle!

Ying Prefecture glanced at Li Guanxuan, then looked at the Great Peng King, smiling: “Great Peng King, this young man beside you is not simple at all! Is he your disciple?”