A life of clearness

Chapter 553 King's Seal
Yuan Cheng’s answer is no.

Even he had no idea where Rong Qing's real body was. He only saw that her shadow vein clone had been successfully carrying out the Qiu Sang inheritance, so he deduced that her real body was safe and sound.

Since her body was fine, Yuan Cheng was not in a hurry. Even if Rong Qing got lost in the turbulence, Donglin Sect would have a way to pull her out.

"May I ask, Your Highness, those seniors downstairs seem to be Dao Masters?"

Yuan Cheng nodded: "They all come from the Zunjie. The Zunjie is very concerned about this war. They can know all the battle situations on the front line from their own residence. They just want to find a place to gather together."

“Then why are all the Taoist masters here?” There isn’t even a single bad omen.

"Others haven't discovered this place yet. But when the martial arts competition comes next year, they will move to another place after this place is discovered."

As a strong person, you still have to maintain this sense of distance.

Yuan Cheng added: "If Yu Rong still wants to continue to attract Taoist masters to come here, then the layout here must be changed again."

Liu Qiancui deeply agreed. Dao Lords basically would not mingle and chat with cultivators below the Dao Lord. They probably came here because they saw that this hall had a wide capacity, strong privacy, and they could watch the latest battles with their friends. But once cultivators below the Dao Lord entered here and broke up the situation, they would definitely not be as unrestrained as they are now and chat freely.

If you are just here to chat via telepathy or go into a private room to chat, then why come here?
Liu Qiancui was about to think about it further, but stopped quickly.

"I came here to see if I could contact Yu Rong. No matter what the outcome of this battle is, I just hope that the Liu family will suffer fewer casualties. After all, she is the only one among the cultivators in Qinghang Realm that I can still talk to."

Although the Buddha Lord stipulated that this battle could only last for forty-nine days, there were too many variables in these forty-nine days. Liu Qiancui believed that Rong Qing could still speak a few words for her in front of Juntian Sect Master because of their past friendship. She didn't ask for much, just a little less targeting of the Liu family, which should be no problem...

"The Qinghang Realm has sent out all its elite troops for this battle, but your Xuanfeng Realm also has a hidden Dao Lord whose strength is not weak even in the Zun Realm." Yuan Cheng said slowly, "With this person, it is very likely that the battle will be deadlocked. As long as the Dao Lord level maintains a balance, the rest will be the battlefield for the Divine Transformation cultivators from your two realms. The original purpose of this battle was to make the Divine Transformation geniuses of the two realms famous. Instead of watching the Phoenix Taoist girl stand out alone, Brother Liu, as a Divine Transformation Ninth Turn, should join the battle earlier and compete with Phoenix."

A competition? Liu Qiancui smiled bitterly in her heart. Just looking at the rankings on the Xuanjia list, it was clear that Fenghuang's strength was definitely stronger than hers, even if it wasn't overwhelming.

"The noble families are joining forces with my generation... Yan Wuji, Feng Ze and others are still a little worse than me. If they want to join forces, they have to join forces with the genius of Xuanfeng Mansion. I..."

To be honest, she was not very willing. Although they were both Xuanfeng Realm prodigies, Xuanfeng Mansion and the Aristocratic Family Alliance had always been at odds with each other.

"I'm afraid this is not a question of whether you want to or not." Yuan Cheng looked at him with a pair of beautiful eyes. "When that madman from Xuanfeng Mansion takes action, the Xuanfeng Mansion's Tianjiao will definitely have a battle with the Phoenix Taoist Girl. It would be best if you can participate. If you can't, you will be just a spectator in the entire battle and will not benefit from it at all."

"Madman..." Liu Qiancui remembered that the Taoist masters downstairs had also mentioned this nickname, "Are you referring to the Lord of Xuanfeng Mansion?"

Yuan Cheng denied it straightforwardly, and then said, "You will know when he shows up."

She took a deep breath and stood up. "I understand. Thank you for your reminder, Your Highness. If you run into Yu Rong, please give her my regards."

Yuan Cheng nodded silently.

When Liu Qiancui came out of the elevator and returned to the hall, the Dao Lords of the Venerable Realms who were here to watch the fun had already spontaneously opened several betting games. Some were betting on the outcome of the battle, and some were betting on the chances of victory of the geniuses from the two realms.

She sighed inwardly. Just as her consciousness left the skyscraper, Liu Qiancui vaguely heard someone say, "For Xuanfeng Mansion's Tianjiao, I will vote for He Guzi. Although he has never appeared in the trial field, I have seen his past combat records and his winning rate is very high. After all, life-and-death struggles are different from the trial field. I believe he will perform well this time."

……

He Guzi?
He Guzi had lost his entire right arm in the last breath, and a column of black blood spurted out from the hideous broken end. He immediately swallowed the pill that was originally pressed under his tongue. In the bloody mess, the granulation of the broken arm was wriggling, and it was actually growing gradually and visibly with the naked eye.

Even at such a critical moment, He Guzi still spared a trace of his mind to envy Rong Qing.

"The Dao rhyme of resurrection. If I knew the Dao rhyme of resurrection, I wouldn't have to waste money on these pills anymore."

If you get hurt, you can just use the resurrection-type Dao Yun to recover as before, not to mention that you don't have to cleanse the poison after taking the pill every time. It can be said that this is the Dao Yun that everyone in the cultivation world desires, especially He Guzi now.

It didn't know how Rong Qing left, or was it just a random teleport? It entered the blood lake vortex at the same time as Rong Qing, but when it entered here, it didn't find any trace of Rong Qing, and it was in a passive position as soon as it arrived.

Yes, passive.

This place is very strange, as if you are in the deep sea, unable to fly up, and the pressure increases the further you go down. However, what enveloped He Guzi was not seawater or some liquid, but an extremely dense blood-colored gas.

At present, the blood and qi seemed very mild and harmless, but the creatures that shuttled through the blood and qi caused He Guzi great suffering. The hairless white monkey, dragging its long fleshy tail, kicked its legs in the blood and qi. Every time it kicked, it shot forward for dozens of miles, and its speed was so fast that it seemed to teleport. At such a high speed, the upright fleshy tail was like a steel knife, easily splitting the blood and qi and even the flesh of the incarnation monk.

One white monkey was so ferocious, not to mention that there were countless of them hidden in the blood, constantly appearing, fearless of death. They could not be killed, and even under their siege, He Guzi was forced to lose his right arm.

"The Netherworld Phase!"

"Shura phase!"

"Picking the flower!"

……

He madly used the underworld physiognomy techniques.

The Thirteen Physiognomy Techniques of Xuanfeng Mansion!
One after another, giants like the one who created the world suddenly condensed into shape, some with empty faces, some with angry brows, and some with a smile on their faces...

They turned their backs to He Guzi, who was only half a person's height, and guarded him firmly in the middle.

The white monkeys they were staring at all screamed miserably, and the extremely dense blood energy seemed to be forced back by them, revealing a rare blank area. However, this blank area was soon filled up by the blood energy not far away.

Relying solely on the Thirteen Physiognomy Techniques to devour all this blood and energy is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket, even though He Guzi has already seen that this blood and energy is the key.

Blood is water, and white monkeys are fish. Without blood, it is still questionable whether white monkeys can exist. They will never have such great lethality, let alone appear continuously.

After a brief outbreak, it fell into an even more embarrassing situation. The number of white monkeys continued to increase, and the giants shattered and dissipated like bubbles after blocking countless dangers for it. He Guzi was surrounded by dangers for a while!

At this moment, a chuckle came from deep in the blood, so close that it seemed to be whispering in He Guzi's ear.

A royal seal suddenly flew out from He Guzi's sleeve and hovered in front of his forehead.

"Master!" He Guzi's naturally shrewd eyes burst into ecstasy.

(End of this chapter)