Beast Taming Sect.
After receiving Ji Wusi's message, Liuli also immediately headed for the gathering place.
With a soundproof barrier set up, Liuli said solemnly to the Beast Taming Sect's sect leader, Sang Fan, "Sect Leader, do you know who the future sect master of Wushuang Sect is?"
Sang Fan widened his eyes.
Liuli wore an inscrutable expression, "That Yun Jin just happens to be my newly accepted little disciple. If we help her restore Wushuang Sect, how is that any different from expanding our Beast Taming Sect's sphere of influence? With Wushuang Sect's secret treasury as support, the future will belong to us beast tamers."
Such earth-shattering secret news!
Sang Fan was thoroughly won over by Liuli's vision and immediately decided to give full support to Yun Jin, one of their own.
Ideally, they should also persuade other sects to contribute more to the future of beast tamers.
After successfully finishing their persuasion, Liuli and Qing Yun were very satisfied and withdrew.
Lin City, Sword Tomb.
Yun Jin was still feeling uneasy.
She waited for a while.
Mm, there was still no response from the communication token. Yun Jin couldn't help but feel reassured. Sure enough, master was master. Nothing could truly shock him.
To her master, this was probably just a minor scene.
While Yun Jin was talking with Jin Yu, the people of Yuehua Sect exchanged glances, cold sweat faintly trickling down.
What exactly was going on now? And just what background did this Yun Jin have, to make the sect leader of Kunlun Sword Sect personally dispatch disciples to support her?
If Tianpo hadn't been suppressed by Yun Jin, it would definitely have jumped out to show off loudly.
Mu Lan clenched his teeth and was about to step forward to say something.
In the next moment.
Another six people suddenly descended from the spatial passage.
Mu Lan's expression changed.
This time, those who arrived were disciples of Qingxiao Pavilion, all of them also at Soul Transformation Stage.
Since Yuehua Sect was under Qingxiao Pavilion's jurisdiction, Mu Lan was far more familiar with Qingxiao Pavilion's disciples than with those of other holy lands.
This time, the one in the lead was Duan Yiwei, a standout among Qingxiao Pavilion's younger generation. If one only spoke of Soul Transformation Stage cultivators, he firmly occupied the top spot.
The other five were also the most outstanding disciples among those at the same stage.
Duan Yiwei quickly locked his gaze onto Yun Jin.
Recalling Lin Xiao's instructions, he narrowed his eyes.
The sect leader's intention was to eliminate the owner of the key, but not openly. Ideally, to act in secret, carrying it out without anyone knowing.
Of course, there's another prerequisite: first obtain Wushuang Sect's secret treasury.
Once Wushuang Sect's inheritance emerged, the owner of the main key would naturally no longer need to live.
Without asking a single question, Duan Yiwei directly recorded Yun Jin's image and transmitted it back to Qingxiao Pavilion.
Yun Jin couldn't help narrowing her eyes.
She already had a poor impression of Qingxiao Pavilion. Duan Yiwei's behavior only made her frown repeatedly.
"You are the owner of the main key?" Duan Yiwei smiled, his voice carrying an unusual undertone. "And you're actually only at Golden Core Stage."
A Golden Core cultivator among these Soul Transformation cultivators was like a small infant mixed into a group of adults.
Yun Jin hadn't reacted yet.
In her mind, Tianpo was already causing a commotion.
"Little Master, hit him! Don't be afraid, I'm here! I guarantee we'll beat him until he wets himself! Restoring the glory of Wushuang Sect starts right now! How can the future sect master of Wushuang Sect suffer such humiliation? Kill him, kill him—"
Yun Jin grew even more troubled.
Heavens above, why on earth had she ever thought Tianpo was mature and composed before?
Had she known this, she would've never allowed the sword seal to fuse with her. Now she couldn't even block out the noise.
Forcibly ignoring Tianpo's shouts to fight and kill, Yun Jin smiled slightly and said calmly,
"I'm fifteen this year. Uncle, how old are you this year?"
Uncle???
Duan Yiwei's expression instantly turned ugly.
"Oh, that's not right. I was impolite," Yun Jin suddenly said.
Duan Yiwei snorted. Wasn't it too late to apologize now?
In the next moment, Yun Jin said sincerely, "Calling you uncle was underestimating your seniority by too much. Judging by age, I should at least call you Grandpa. Grandpa, look. Aren't I much more polite than you?"
"Impudent!" Duan Yiwei flew into a rage. A third eye instantly appeared on his forehead. This was the divine ability he cultivated: Heavenly Eye Art.
"Duan Yiwei." Jin Yu took a calm step forward. "The secret treasury hasn't even opened yet. Are you really in such a hurry to start fighting?"
Duan Yiwei said coldly, "So you're going to protect this person?"
Jin Yu casually summoned the sword in his hand, "So what if I'm protecting her? Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
Jin Yu showed no fear whatsoever.
Everyone knew that in terms of combat power, among cultivators of the same level, sword cultivators were unrivaled!
Duan Yiwei's expression also darkened.
The sect leader had said that Wushuang Sect had been destroyed for a thousand years, and none of the four holy lands would want it to revive.
He originally thought Jin Yu's stance would be the same as his.
Yet unexpectedly, he chose to protect that woman. Could it be that Kunlun Sword Sect truly wanted to help Wushuang Sect revive and do something so stupid as self-sacrificing?
Then again.
Sword cultivators had always been a bit slow in the head. It's normal for them to do foolish things.
Duan Yiwei sneered and withdrew his third eye, "Jin Yu, your brain isn't normal, so I won't waste words on you. The people from Beast Taming Sect and Xuandan Sect should arrive soon. When that happens, can your Kunlun Sword Sect really fight one against three?"
Those sword cultivators were foolish.
Xuandan Sect and Beast Taming Sect would never follow them in doing something stupid.
Killing Yun Jin and seizing Wushuang Sect's inheritance was what benefited the holy lands the most.
Surely the people arriving next would know what to do.
Jin Yu's grip on his sword tightened slightly, but his expression remained calm, "So what if it's one against three? We sword cultivators fear nothing, even one against ten."
Duan Yiwei couldn't resist cursing inwardly: pig-brained!
He no longer paid attention to Jin Yu and focused solely on waiting for the remaining two holy lands.
Mu Lan cautiously stepped forward, trying to speak with Duan Yiwei.
Before he could open his mouth, Duan Yiwei said coldly, "We are here on sect leader's orders and have important matters to attend to. You irrelevant people are not to interfere."
He reprimanded them without the slightest courtesy.
Mu Lan's face immediately darkened.
Duan Yiwei is only a Soul Transformation disciple, while he himself is a Mahayana Stage cultivator, yet Duan Yiwei dared to speak to him like this!
However.
The words "sect leader's order" were enough to suppress everything.
Mu Lan could only retreat, leading Yuehua Sect's people to stand silently at the side.
Since Yuehua Sect dared not say anything, others were even quieter, afraid of bringing trouble upon themselves.
A trace of worry flashed through Qin Ping's eyes.
A strange giant sword, a transparent key, and the implications in Duan Yiwei's words, now all four holy lands were going to gather here.
Just what kind of storm had this Yun Jin stirred up?
Could it be that the world was about to change?
Qin Ping's gaze shifted slightly.
Upheaval meant risk, but it also meant opportunity.
This time, could he help Canglan Kingdom seize this opportunity?!