12 Provocations!

Thump, thump, thump!

In the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, a figure climbed up the stairs.

He navigated through tables, arriving next to Yuan Shaotian.

"Did something happen to Yuan Lin?" Yuan Shaotian asked immediately.

He had already sensed it.

He and Zhang Yuanlin were blood tied, and he would feel it if something happened to the other party.

The visitor bowed his head.

"Yes, he was killed right at the city gates!"

Yuan Shaotian's gaze sharpened.

"Who dares to kill him, do they not know that he's my cousin?

Or do they not know that he was the one I sent to invite the geniuses from within the city!

If he committed any overreactions, it should be me who punishes him.

No one else has the right to lay hands on him, let alone kill him!"

The visitor bowed even lower.

"They probably all know, but when Young Master Zhang encountered one of them, a murderous intent arose, leading to..."

He did not continue.

Murderous intent!

"Yuan Lin harbored murderous intent? Who was it?

The witch of Yaoyue Sect who killed his brother?" Yuan Shaotian asked.

If it was the witch from Yaoyue Sect, then things would be troublesome!

The visitor shook his head.

"No, it was none of them, but Young Master Zhang's admired goddess, Leng Bi Yue!"

Leng Bi Yue!

The geniuses inside the Drunken Immortal Pavilion frowned one after another.

"What? Leng Bi Yue? Why would Zhang Yuanlin develop a murderous intent upon seeing her?" asked someone beside Yuan Shaotian.

The visitor hesitated for a moment.

"Here!"

A fingernail-sized Spirit Stone flew out, landing in his hand.

The visitor immediately pocketed the Spirit Stone and spoke in a low, focused voice.

"It was because the Fairy Sect Saintess Leng Bi Yue acknowledged an unknown man as her master.

And within the sedan, she was feeding that man!

Seeing this scene, Young Master Zhang felt that his goddess was insulted, and immediately acted out, wanting to kill that man.

But despite using all his trump cards, it was useless.

Neither Sword Qi nor the Longsword could even reach the man's face before they broke into nothing.

He himself was also struck by that man, shattered to pieces, and died a dreadful death."

Bang!

The table in front of Yuan Shaotian shattered completely.

"Dead without a complete corpse! Dead without a complete corpse!

Where is he! Where is he?" he shouted loudly.

His body's Profound Qi vibrated, forming a crescent moon shape.

With a cold, terrifying aura.

The visitor was startled, not daring to look at Yuan Shaotian.

Then, his gaze shifted, looking down from the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

"There, they're coming!" he pointed outside the window.

Everyone's gaze shifted towards the window.

A middle-aged man was carrying a sedan chair, walking slowly.

On the sedan chair, as the breeze blew the curtains, they could glimpse two figures through the gap.

One of them was indeed the Fairy Sect Saintess, Leng Bi Yue.

The other man, they did not recognize.

"They dare to come here, seeking death!" Yuan Shaotian's face was cold, murderous intent unveiled.

A young man beside him reached out, grabbing Yuan Shaotian.

"Shaotian, wait!" he admonished.

Yuan Shaotian's gaze grew stern.

"Zhuo Feng, what are you doing? Why are you stopping me?

You should know, with such deep hatred right in front of us, I must seek revenge!"

Not seek revenge?

Wouldn't that make him lose all face?

Make people think he was a coward?

"Shaotian, don't be reckless, look who that man carrying the sedan chair is," Zhuo Tian said.

The man carrying the sedan chair!

"That looks like the Sect Master of Heishui Sect, Wudao Tian!

His cultivation is, Four Extremes Secret Realm!"

This person, knowledgeable and wise, recognized Wudao Tian's identity and spoke of his cultivation.

"Four Extremes Secret Realm!" Yuan Shaotian momentarily changed his expression.

He had reached the Realm of Tao Palace's Four Treasures and was not far from the Four Extremes Secret Realm.

He could fight Wudao Tian without falling behind.

But there weren't just Wudao Tian alone, there was also the Fairy Sect Saintess Leng Bi Yue.

Including a mysterious young man who could make the Saintess bow to him!

"You alone trying to kill him, it's simply impossible!" Zhuo Tian bluntly stated.

Facing three opponents alone, and two of them were geniuses!

Yuan Shaotian, alone, how could he possibly win!

He suppressed his anger and murderous intent, not knowing whether to stand or sit.

"Wait until the tomb opens later, we need to explore the tomb.

There lies numerous dangers!

Then we can look for opportunities to settle each matter one by one," Zhuo Tian spoke in a transmitted secret, known only to the two of them.

Yuan Shaotian nodded.

"Okay."

He sat down, and the broken table in front of him was replaced with a new one.

Inside the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, it suddenly became quiet, with everyone's minds rapidly changing.

"Sister, do you recognize that man? Who is he?" asked one of the female cultivators in gauzy clothing sitting by the window, who had a cute round face.

The other female cultivator appeared untouched by dust, radiating an elder sister-like charm of spring breeze.

"I don't know him, I only recognize Leng Bi Yue!"

These two were female cultivators from Cihang Jingzhai, the cute-faced one was called Jing Yin, while the other was Jingxin.

Both were considered Little Geniuses within Cihang Jingzhai!

They were only a step away from being considered geniuses.

And among them, Jingxin and Leng Bi Yue were close friends.

"A man capable of coercing Leng Bi Yue to acknowledge him as master is not to be underestimated.

Sister, later use Secret Transmission to inform Leng Bi Yue that we will rescue her!

But be careful not to let that man notice!" Jingxin cautioned.

"Understood, Sister."

Thump, thump thump!

Footsteps resounded from the staircase, drawing the gaze of all cultivators toward that direction.

They knew - Leng Bi Yue and that man had arrived!

A sedan appeared, followed by Wudao Tian.

He held the sedan, coming upstairs.

"Master, we're here!" Wudao Tian announced.

He glanced around and noticed an empty spot in the corner.

He carried the sedan there and set it down.

"Master, we're at Drunken Immortal Pavilion."

"Mmm, order some dishes."

Wudao Tian bowed.

"As you wish, Master."

Ha!

Suddenly, a sneering laugh emanated from an unknown spot in Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

"Needs a sedan to walk, and someone else to order dishes.

What a joke!

Don't you have legs and a mouth yourself?" A voice full of cold mockery spread throughout the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

Wudao Tian's expression darkened.

"Who is it? Who's speaking.

Hiding your head but showing your tail; too cowardly to show yourself!" he bellowed.

However, no one stepped out, nor did anyone respond to him.

"Hehe, to think someone murdered Yunxiao Sect's Little Genius, Zhang Yuanlin, right on the street.

Here lies Xuantian Sect's genius, Yuan Shaotian!

He's Zhang Yuanlin's cousin and was just thinking about avenging his cousin!

You also dare to come up here, simply seeking death!"

Yuan Shaotian's brows furrowed.

"Who is speaking, instigating trouble.

If you dare, step out instead of hiding, like a turtle."

He was already very upset and angry.

Now someone was making sarcastic remarks, stirring up conflicts, making him even more displeased.

If it weren't for Yang Yan's side having Leng Bi Yue and Wudao Tian,

Would he have endured it?

"A coward shouldn't talk about others cowering.

If you dare, go avenge him!"

Yuan Shaotian, provoked by these words, lost face.

"Shaotian, let's go." Zhuo Tian stood up and suggested.

Yuan Shaotian also stood up.

"Ha ha, so scared that you want to leave?

Even the genius of Xuantian Sect is nothing much after all."

Yuan Shaotian felt murderous aura emerging, as he had never been ridiculed in such a manner before,

Especially when the other party was also disparaging his sect!

A voice came from inside the sedan.

"Who's rambling on ceaselessly."

"Hehe, it's me, what can you do about it.

Don't know where you crawled out from to dare to speak to me like this.

If you can, find me!

Let's have a battle of a hundred rounds!"

Wudao Tian lowered his head.

"Master, I'll go find him."

"This person is concealing his presence, using secret techniques to speak.

Obviously, he doesn't want us to find him, you won't be able to even if you go.

So how about this, ask them to line up in order, one by one in front of me.

Leng Bi Yue!" Yang Yan commanded.

"Master, I'm here."

"Later I will question each one, if they can't answer, on my command, immediately release the Heaven Flipping Seal, to suppress!"

"As you wish, Master!"

Wudao Tian was about to make a move.

"Ladies and gentlemen, they are making us line up and obey his commands.

Treating us saints and saintesses like trash, at their beck and call.

Don't you all feel some anger?

How about we all rush up and kill him?" The voice in the crowd instigated once again.

At that moment, the atmosphere inside Drunken Immortal Pavilion tensed.