310: Yin Yang Sect

Wu Ning looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a noble-looking Purple Clothes young man in the Yin Yang Heaven Sect's seating area staring at him with a fake smile, his gaze deep, and a hint of malevolence and killing intent in his narrow eyes.

It seemed he held a grudge against Yun Yi.

"What, with that look in your eyes, could it be you don't recognize this Young Master anymore?"

Seeing Wu Ning's indifferent gaze, the Purple Clothes young man couldn't help but feel a hint of doubt, but he didn't dwell on it. He then showed a cold smile and said with a touch of pity:

"I have to say, you trash really have good luck. Last time, a Vicious Beast riot suddenly appeared, allowing you to slip away from this Young Master's grasp, and this time you're even in the Haotian God Sect."

"However, the next time we meet, I don't believe your luck will be this good again..."

Whoosh!

Wu Ning flicked his finger, and a wine cup instantly shot through the air, accurately hitting the Purple Clothes young man in the mouth.

"Ugh—!"

The Purple Clothes young man's eyes widened abruptly, a trickle of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, as a sharp pain drilled into his mind.

He waved his hand, knocking over the Immortal table in front of him, and the jade bowls and plates crashed to the ground, immediately attracting the attention of others around him.

The Purple Clothes young man ignored everything else and quickly reached into his mouth to dig out the wine cup, enduring the sharp pain. He then spat out a large mouthful of crimson blood mixed with shattered teeth.

There were also some wriggling bits of flesh, which were fragments of his tongue.

The wine cup Wu Ning threw not only shattered all his teeth but also smashed his tongue.

Clang!!

In the Yin Yang Heaven Sect's seating area, an Immortal Emperor Elder slammed his hand on the Immortal table, then glared at Wu Ning and roared:

"You little beast, what vicious methods! How dare you strike our Disciple so heavily at the God Sect Immortal banquet! What immense audacity!"

A faint gleam flashed in Wu Ning's eyes.

A Qingyue Immortal Gate Elder immediately cursed angrily:

"Wu You, are you old fool blind? It was clearly your sect's Disciple who attacked first, and as a result, he was inferior in skill. Who else is to blame for his current state?"

Wu You's beard trembled with anger, "You..."

"You what, you? Don't think you're right just because you're blind! You may be blind, but so many of us aren't blind! You still want to shift the blame? Bah!"

This Qingyue Immortal Gate Elder spoke as fast as a machine gun, giving him no chance to speak.

Boom!

Wu You's old face flushed red, infuriated. He involuntarily released a surge of Immortal Emperor pressure.

The Daoist in charge of the Yin Yang Heaven Sect frowned and said, "Enough, what kind of place do you think this is? Don't act recklessly!"

His voice carried an invisible deterrence. Wu You was like someone doused with cold water; his rising anger instantly extinguished. He glared fiercely at Wu Ning and the Qingyue Immortal Gate Elder, then ignored them.

He also paid no mind to the disheveled Purple Clothes young man.

"You brat, you should also restrain yourself a bit. This is the Haotian God Sect. If a great figure blames us, we'll all be in deep trouble!"

That Qingyue Immortal Gate Elder glared at Wu Ning with a hint of displeasure.

Wu Ning slightly cupped his hands, "Thank you, Elder. Yun Yi will remember."

"Mm."

The Elder nodded and said nothing more.

Wu Ning's expression was calm as he continued to eat and drink, unaffected in the slightest.

He had to admit, the Haotian God Sect's dishes were quite to his liking.

Meanwhile, the Purple Clothes young man had already recovered from his injuries, regrowing his tongue and teeth, and was now staring at Wu Ning with a malevolent gaze.

The killing intent in his eyes seemed to solidify, his gaze so sharp it looked like it could kill.

Under the watchful eyes of so many people from the various Immortal Gates, he had suffered such a great loss. Without a doubt, he would become the laughingstock of the various forces after today.

It was an utter humiliation, more unbearable than being killed!

Within the grand hall, Immortal music wafted, dances were captivating, and powerful figures from various forces clinked cups and conversed happily, treating it merely as a squabble between two juniors, undisturbed.

Only a few young Disciples who knew both of them discussed it with interest.

This Immortal banquet lasted only for most of the day before concluding.

Afterward, people from the various forces left one after another.

Wu Ning glanced at Wu You, then left with the people from the Qingyue Immortal Gate.

After leaving the Haotian God Sect Secret Realm, Daoist Qingyue took out an ancient boat, and the group embarked on their return journey.

Back in the same room, Wu Ning released the unconscious Yun Yi, then walked out of the room.

To his surprise, someone was waiting outside the door.

It was Daoist Qingyue.

She was a very beautiful woman, with a cold and noble temperament, eyebrows like a new moon, and a face like a young woman in her prime, but her eyes held a hint of vicissitude.

No matter how young and beautiful her appearance, within that skin was a Soul that had lived for billions of years.

"Speak, who are you? Impersonating my Immortal Gate Disciple to infiltrate the Haotian God Sect, what is your true intention?"

Daoist Qingyue's Phoenix eyes were slightly cold as she stared at him, as if trying to see through him.

A hint of surprise flashed in Wu Ning's eyes, "How did you find out?"

Now that his objective was achieved, there was no need for him to keep up the pretense.

"Yun Yi is a Disciple under my command. I know his strength very well; he could never have easily injured that boy from the Yin Yang Heaven Sect."

"More importantly, to prevent outsiders from infiltrating the Immortal Gate, all Disciples under me have a special mark. However, I did not sense the presence of a mark on you."

Daoist Qingyue said calmly.

Her gaze was sharp; she had already determined that the "Yun Yi" in front of her was an impostor, but she had no intention of attacking.

To be able to disguise oneself and infiltrate the Chaos God Sect, one must truly be skilled and bold. She did not believe she was his match.

"So that's how it is."

Wu Ning nodded slightly. He had been careless; he hadn't noticed that Yun Yi had any mark on him.

"Since you already know I'm an impostor, why didn't you expose me to the people of the Haotian God Sect?"

Wu Ning asked again.

"Why should I do that?"

Daoist Qingyue revealed a faint smile, "Although my Qingyue Immortal Gate is affiliated with the Haotian God Sect, we are not the Haotian God Sect's dogs."

"Although I don't know what you intend to do by infiltrating the Haotian God Sect, since even they themselves haven't discovered anything, why should I bother myself and do something unnecessary?"

"Interesting."

Wu Ning smiled faintly, his figure gradually disappearing. A light breeze brushed past, carrying a sentence into her ears:

"Don't worry, what this Lord does will not implicate your Qingyue Immortal Gate."

Daoist Qingyue's expression relaxed slightly as she looked at the spot where he disappeared, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

"Who exactly are you...?"

...

In the vast, boundless starry sky.

Wu Ning had returned to his original appearance. He stepped on starlight, standing with his hands behind his back, watching an ancient bronze warship rapidly shuttle among the stars.

This was precisely the Yin Yang Heaven Sect's warship.

He was a petty person. That old fellow from the Yin Yang Heaven Sect dared to speak disrespectfully to him, and he wouldn't let him off so easily.