A life of clearness

Chapter 321 Same Name, Different Person

The young male cultivator who was eating melons on the side shrank his head. The Juntian clan was a big family, and since he had been given a good job inspecting the floating island, he naturally knew the principle of keeping a low profile.

He couldn't afford to offend Xi Zhen, who came from an extraordinary family, and although he seemed to be able to offend Fenghuang'er, who came from the mother world, he didn't want to provoke her either.

He saw how many powerful monks entered the three-story building not far away in one day. He was excited and alert as he knew why the high-ranking members of the sect, who he could only see from afar, gathered here.

Even if Fenghuang'er is not the protagonist of this unusual movement, as long as there is even the slightest connection, it is not something that an ordinary cultivator like him who has worked hard to get to where he is today can easily interfere with.

"Senior Sister Xi Zhen, it's too early to say that." Xizi smiled, as if she didn't hear the sarcasm in Xi Zhen's words. Instead, she gave Feng Huang'er a serious suggestion: "You must know that even registered disciples and outer disciples still have the opportunity to enter the inner gate. What's more... the competition to enter the inner gate will be held in three years. By then, Junior Sister Feng Huang'er will be a legitimate member of the Qinghuang lineage and will naturally be able to enter Phoenix City. What's more, there will be many elders watching this competition. If you are attracted by her, it is very likely that you can directly become a disciple of an elder."

"Three years," Xi Zhen said with a mocking look on his face, "You really have high hopes for her. It's a pity that even the outer disciples of our Qinghuang lineage are still full of talents. Junior Brother Xizi is so confident, it seems that he has been in Juntian Dao for too long. I wonder what the current situation of our Qinghuang Dao is."

The conversation between the three people did not involve any spiritual awareness, nor was it blocked by any restrictions. This kind of open and covert fighting made the waiting monks feel satisfied.

The origins of the yellow-shirted woman also spread quickly among the cultivators through telepathy.

The reason why she can carry treasures with her without fear is naturally because her identity is her most powerful magical weapon to protect herself.

Xi Zhen's parents are both Decline Tribulation cultivators, from a large and long-standing cultivation family. Her mother is the great elder of the Qinghuang Dao, and now the mayor of Phoenix City!

He is not the lord of a certain city district, but the lord of Phoenix City, the largest city in Qinghang Realm!

With such a powerful background, she can walk around the Qinghang world at will. No wonder this woman acts so domineeringly and speaks so harshly.

Xizi's face became a little gloomy.

He has always had a good temper, but Xi Zhen was too obvious in his praise and criticism of one.

What does "I've been in Juntian Dao for a long time, but I don't know the current situation of Qinghuang Dao" mean? !

Doesn't this mean that there is no one to succeed him in Juntian Dao?

"Although my Juntian Dao does not have any Daoist sons or daughters yet, I will remember what you said today." Xizi said.

Before Fenghuang'er could feel anything, the young male cultivator next to her gasped.

Is this... a hidden grudge against me?

Xizi has always had a soft temper, but today he reacted like this. Perhaps it was because Xizhen had crossed his bottom line. The young male cultivator recalled that he had been a little too carried away in ordering Xizi around, and he immediately felt a surge of regret in his heart.

"I will remember what you said." Xi Zhen sneered. She always took a step forward when others took a step back. Moreover, Xi Zi actually took a step forward now. How could she not be annoyed?

"Not only will I remember this, but Phoenix Taoist will remember this too." She threatened expressionlessly, "If one day your Juntian Dao finally produces a Taoist son or Taoist daughter, we will come and ask for an explanation."

Want an explanation?
Does that mean that the sons and daughters of the Qinghuang Dao and the Juntian Dao will have a battle in the future?

The onlookers' eyes lit up instantly.

"Nonsense!" A loud shout suddenly came from the building, and at the same time, a powerful pressure swept across the place in an instant.

All the monks present looked listless, some of them were seriously ill even had blood in their mouths and their bodies were churning.

Only two people were free of trouble: Xizi and Fenghuanger.

"Xi Zhen greets Old Qin." Seeing Old Qin approaching him in a flash, Xi Zhen bowed with a pale face. "Who are you two?" Old Qin's tone was slightly angry. "You are neither a Taoist nor a Taoist daughter. You don't have much ability, but you have a big temper. You are taking over the Taoist's job and acting as the master of the Taoist daughter!"

"Master, please calm down. I know I am wrong."

Even though Qin Lao's pressure did not fall on Xizi at all, his fat body still trembled uncontrollably. This time, he was very tactful and admitted his mistake immediately, as if he was not the one who provoked the war.

"Of course you are wrong." Old Qin lowered his eyes and looked at Xizi: "I asked you to introduce my junior sister, but you ended up making a fool of yourself for so many seniors and fellow practitioners present. Did the two great sects of Juntian Sect let you fight over your own pride?"

"No." Xizi said immediately.

Old Qin turned his eyes to Xi Zhen.

She pursed her lips. Xi Zhen knew that she should quickly say no, especially since the pressure from Qin Lao's gaze made her even more unbearable. But how could she be like a loser like Xizi and admit her mistake so quickly?

Xizhen thought about it and was about to start acting coquettishly with Old Qin.

I only heard Old Qin say coldly: "Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking."

What was she thinking? Xi Zhen's pupils shrank slightly.

"You are just unhappy about Fenghuang'er's name. You think she is not worthy of having the same name as Qinghuang Daonu, right or not?"

Xizhen wanted to deny it, but under the cold gaze of Old Qin, her lips only moved a few times and she didn't dare to make a sound.

"Humph. Your mother asked you to follow Qing Huang Daoist Girl so that you could learn how to practice from her, not to be her running dog."

The word "running dog" coming from the mouth of such a powerful senior like Old Qin was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Xi Zhen's heart, making her face even paler.

She bowed and said in a very low voice, "Xi Zhen knows he is wrong."

"Since you know your mistake, don't stay here. Because of you, the order of this island has been disrupted. You should leave quickly." Old Qin waved his hand impatiently.

These words were very ruthless, but Xi Zhen had no choice but to endure them. She felt ashamed and angry, thinking that she had been unlucky today, having lost the competition and being scolded in public. There were many cultivators present, so this matter could not be concealed at all. It would soon become a laughing stock in the Qinghang world.

But she didn't dare to do anything to Old Qin! In terms of status and position, Old Qin was no less than her parents.

She dared to mock Xizi, but she did not dare to use this arrogance on Old Qin.

Xi Zhen stood up straight, clenched his hands into fists, and his nails almost pierced his palms.

Just then, she saw a woman in white standing opposite her, very close to Qin Lao and others.

The woman in white was Rong Qing.

Rong Qing walked out of the building with Old Qin. Because Old Qin's presence was too strong, Xi Zhen only saw her at this time, and also happened to see Rong Qing's cold eyes.

It was as if I was watching a joke.

Xi Zhen looked gloomy, and no one knew what she was thinking. She didn't say anything in the end, but directly activated the long shuttle magic weapon, flew into the black door, and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

(End of this chapter)