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Chapter 418 Seizing the Weapon
“The three prefectures of Yuzhou, Lingzhou and Yongzhou form a defensive line along the border of Qingzhou, with Kutong Mountain, Tianjun Mountain and Luofu Mountain as the line.”

"Based on the current positions, the west is defended by the Dao Asking Sect, our Heavenly Academy and Spirit Sword Mountain are in the middle, the Mountain and Sea Pavilion is in the east, and the Chen Clan is responsible for supporting the three states."

"With the three fronts of East, West, and Central supporting each other, and with the sacred artifact in hand, we must not allow the remnants of the Qingzhou clan to advance even half a step further."

"The resurgence of the remnants is a catastrophe that no one can escape by chance. I hope that all the major immortal sects can do their best to deal with it."

In the western courtyard of Yipin City, following the conclusion of the joint resistance meeting, the five major immortal sects began signing an agreement.

These are the beings who truly control the human race, and their alliance will undoubtedly improve the current situation of the human race.

After the agreement was signed, everyone left their seats and headed out of the hall.

Just as he stepped out the door, Shang Xiyao suddenly stopped and looked at Yan Shuyi, who had no expression on his face.

"I heard that the Master of Appraisal was blessed with a daughter the other day. Congratulations!"

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but focus their gaze and pause slightly to look over.

They had indeed heard about the disappearance of the young appraiser of Lingjian Mountain at the sacred site of the sages, and his subsequent return with a girl. They were astonished by this and did not understand what the young appraiser was thinking.

Hearing Shang Xiyao recount the matter, she was naturally curious about her reaction.

"Xi Yao, you mustn't be rude," Shang Xingdao said softly, his tone filled with boundless authority.

Shang Xiyao turned to Shang Xing and said, "Father, this is just a congratulatory message. I don't think the young appraiser has any reason to feel offended."

Yan Shuyi glanced at him slightly after hearing this: "Thank you."

"You're too kind, Master. However, what I regret is that the remnant race has invaded, and our five great immortal sects are in grave danger. It seems that Master's affection cannot be protected for Spirit Sword Mountain. I wonder what the disciples of Spirit Sword Mountain think."

Upon hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but stare intently.

They understood Shang Xiyao's meaning; they knew he was implying that the young appraiser had chosen the wrong person.

In fact, everyone else thinks the same way.

If the young master of Lingjian Mountain had chosen Shang Xiyao, then the alliance between Daodao Sect and Lingjian Mountain might have been the most likely way to maintain a foothold in the world of the remnant races.

But she chose Ji You, who was already dead. This rural cultivator who had ventured into the world of cultivation alone left her nothing but a daughter.

They were all curious whether Yan Shuyi regretted not having anyone to rely on.

What they didn't expect was that their curiosity was met with a pair of eyes as cold and icy as snow.

"Only the weak constantly think about being protected. There has never been such a deal between him and me."

What Shang Xiyao really wants right now is to see Yan Shuyi regret her choice, to see her and realize that she made the wrong choice. This would give him pleasure and make him feel that the woman he had been pursuing for so long deserved it.

But he didn't expect Yan Shuyi to respond like that.

Only the weak think about being protected. This statement implied that he was weak, which made his eyes darken instantly, and a fire of anger rose in his heart, but he couldn't refute it.

Everyone knows that the personal disciples of the seven great immortal sects are all around the same age, with Shang Xiyao being even older than them. However, only Yan Shuyi has entered the Divine Travel Realm in his twenties.

She is the fastest to achieve enlightenment, the fastest to merge with the Dao, the fastest to transcend all boundaries, and the fastest to travel in spirit. Her role is never that of a weakling.

Just as the atmosphere was beginning to freeze, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door.

Qin Rong, the head of the Heavenly Academy, rushed over and bowed slightly in front of everyone: "Palace Master, survivors from the Moon Soul Plateau have come to the city."

Zuo Qiuyang was slightly surprised: "The remnants of the clan launched a night attack, how could there still be survivors in that place?"

"That's right, they are some members of the Gong, Lian, and Lan families of Qingzhou. They have now been brought into the city."

"Do you have any information about the bereaved families?"

"They met the prince of the fallen clan, who is said to be even stronger than the king's ministers, like a true immortal..."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the courtyard became serious, recalling the aura that had appeared at Xuan Yuan Immortal Mountain that day.

After a long silence, Zuo Qiuyang came to his senses: "Do those survivors know why they were attacked at night?"

"Yes, they said that before their relatives were killed, they were tortured, and the prince of the surviving clan wanted to know where the human wielders were."

"It seems they really are after a sacred artifact," Yan Shuyi murmured.

Just then, Huo Xingzhong suddenly spoke up: "Even the princes of the remnant clans have made their move, how could there be any survivors?"

Qin Rong nodded: "According to the Gong family, he was saved by a human in his twenties who was at the Yingtian Realm."

"A twenty-something-year-old cultivator at the Yingtian Realm? Who is he?"

"He said he didn't know."

Huo Xingzhong frowned upon hearing this: "There aren't many Yingtian Realm cultivators of this age. How ignorant is the Gong family that they can't even recognize people?"

Qin Rong raised his head slightly and glanced at the young appraiser of Lingjian Mountain: "According to the description, that person is skilled in swordsmanship, and his sword intent is similar to that of Qi Zheng, the chief swordsman of Lingjian Mountain."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone was stunned, even You Yingqiu and Zuo Qiuyang stared blankly.

If it were said that Ying Tianjing was in his twenties, no one would know who he was, but the following sentence was different. As soon as they heard this, a figure instantly appeared in their minds.

Thinking of this, everyone subconsciously looked at the young appraiser of Lingjian Mountain.

Yan Shuyi frowned slightly at this moment, but otherwise did not react much, her eyes remaining calm as a lake.

"What else did the Gong family say about that person?" You Yingqiu couldn't help but ask.

"The Gong family said that the man was extremely proficient in magic, including one that was very powerful. In addition, according to his description, he should be a man with very high cheekbones, a flat nose, and an average or even somewhat ugly appearance."

He was extremely skilled in magic, and the atmosphere instantly changed the moment those six words were uttered.

Some chuckled softly, while others' eyes dimmed.

"I thought the dead had come back," Shang Xiyao said coldly, looking at Yan Shuyi.

Yan Shuyi did not respond after hearing this, and walked away from the courtyard.

Her lodgings were on the east side. As soon as she entered, she saw Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu sitting at the stone table in the courtyard. One of them was holding little Ji Si in her arms, while the other was teasing her with a flower branch that she had broken off from a tree.

Surrounding them were Cao Jingsong, Wen Zhengxin, Ban Yangshu, and the Lu sisters, all with their eyes fixed on the baby girl in swaddling clothes.

In fact, Cao Jingsong and the others had wanted to see Ji You's bloodline for a long time, but too many things happened afterward, and they never had the chance. Now that they heard that Yan Shuyi had come to Yipin City, they came in a hurry.

Cao Jingsong's heart melted the moment he saw her.

Ji Si was very beautiful, and her appearance was exactly like her parents', especially her eyebrows and eyes, which looked exactly like that guy who was always looking for money.

At this moment, as Yan Shuyi arrived, they all stood up and bowed slowly to him, saying, "Master, it's been a long time."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"How are the Yuan siblings and the Qiu family?"

Yan Shuyi nodded: "Not bad. Qiu Ru has already reached the preliminary stage of cultivation, but because the situation is too chaotic right now, I haven't allowed them to go down the mountain."

“Of course, it’s safer in Lingjian Mountain,” Cao Jingsong replied.

After Ji You's death, Fengzhou became a no-man's land, and many parties were eager to take action because of it. Although Cao Jingsong was also from Fengzhou, he had no way to stabilize the entire state. The young master of Lingjian Mountain was in Lingzhou, so he was too far away to help.

So after the sacrificial ceremony, Yan Shuyi brought the Qiu family back to Lingjian Mountain. His original intention was to protect them from the revenge of the powerful families after Ji You's death. Unexpectedly, he also saved them from the disaster of the remnant clan, which can be regarded as a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

After a brief chat, Cao Jingsong and the others said their goodbyes.

Yan Shuyi then came to Ding Yao and hugged Ji Si.

The little girl was clearly very clever; knowing that the person in front of her was her mother, she couldn't help but reach out and beckon to her, babbling incoherently.

The young appraiser couldn't help but squint slightly and wrinkle her delicate nose at her. Then she saw Ji Si's little hand shake, and her babbling voice became even louder.

Just then, Ding Yao's voice rang in the ears of the mother and daughter.

"Master, have you heard the rumors in the city? Some survivors from Qingzhou have escaped to Yipin City. They say they were rescued, and that the person who rescued them used Elder Qi's Four Swords."

Yan Shuyi nodded slightly: "I've heard it."

Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu looked at their appraiser nervously: "There are rumors in the city that the young master has come back to life..."

Upon hearing this, Yan Shu did not speak, but instead reached out and pinched his daughter's cheek.

The two exchanged a glance: "Master, I think we should go and meet the Gong family. There aren't many in the world who can wield these four swords; perhaps..."

"Perhaps the disciple of the Little Heavenly Academy has been brought back to life?"

Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu were about to nod when they saw their appraiser's cold eyes, and the words caught in their throats.

Yan Shuyi, holding her daughter, turned to look at them: "Instructor Cao and the others live in Yipin City, so they must have known about this before us. Have they had any reaction?"

"They...did not mention it."

"Do you know why?"

Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu pursed their lips: "They know it's fake."

Yan Shuyi raised his eyes: "That's right, he was buried on my mountain. How could he appear in Qingzhou? Besides, he doesn't know any magic at all. Instructor Cao only just accepted his death. How could she let herself grieve again because of a simple rumor?"

"Master of Appraisal..."

“The dead are gone, and life goes on. The world will keep turning no matter who leaves. I don’t want to bother with a rumor that I know is obviously false.”

Upon hearing this, both Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu fell silent.

They thought the appraiser would be pleasantly surprised to hear this rumor, but the answer they received was unexpected.

Yan Shuyi reached out and handed her daughter to Ding Yao: "Si'er has seen a lot of people today, she must be tired. Let her go and get some sleep. I'm going to finish my cultivation for today."

"Yes, Master."

"Go ahead."

After Yan Shuyi finished speaking, he turned around and stepped into the house.

As night fell, candles were lit in the empty room, their flickering flames making the small bedroom seem lonely and silent.

The young appraiser's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she gently removed the glass fairy crown and the appraiser's fairy dress she was wearing.

"The appraiser has become even more indifferent than before..."

In a side room in the courtyard, Ding Yao, who was coaxing Ji Si to sleep, suddenly spoke softly.

Zhuo Wanqiu pursed her lips upon hearing this: "The appraiser's decision is correct. If you think about it carefully, you'll know that this news is very fake. Besides, the young master is clearly on our mountain, so how could he appear in Qingzhou?" "But Elder Qi said before that he has never taught the way of the sword to outsiders."

"Do you think it's more likely that someone secretly broke into Jianlin, or that the young master really came back to life?"

Ding Yao looked at Ji Si in her arms: "I know the chances are slim, but being too clear-headed makes it even more painful."

Zhuo Wanqiu remained silent after hearing this.

Even she felt that she should meet with the Gong family and ask them about the matter when she heard the rumors.

Ding Yao did not speak again, but carried Ji Si back to the room, intending to coax her to sleep.

Zhuo Wanqiu went over with her, but just as she saw that her young mistress was getting sleepy, the servants in the courtyard rushed over to inform her that dinner had been prepared.

"You go eat, I'll put the little lady to sleep first."

"Then I'll ask the kitchen to save some food for you."

Zhuo Wanqiu stepped out of the room and couldn't help but glance at the appraiser's room as she walked into the corridor.

They arrived this morning, and then the judge was invited to the west courtyard. They probably didn't eat anything all day.

After much hesitation, she decided to ask the apprentice if she wanted dinner, and if not, if she wanted tea.

The master usually drinks tea when she practices, which has been her habit for many years, but she didn't ask for it today for some reason, so she felt she should ask.

bang bang bang-

Zhuo Wanqiu arrived at the room of the young appraiser of Lingjian Mountain and gently knocked on the door: "Appraiser, dinner is ready. Would you like to eat?"

After the words were spoken, the room fell silent.

"My lord, dinner is ready."

Zhuo Wanqiu knocked on the door again and repeated her words, but there was still no response from inside the room.

Upon seeing this, Zhuo Wanqiu was slightly taken aback, and then her red lips parted slightly.

Meanwhile, at the Yipin City's post station.

The members of the Gong, Lian, and Lan families, along with other prominent clans who had fled from Dongzhao City, were accommodated here after entering the city.

At this moment, Gong Buyi was sitting in a small room, cautiously recounting his encounter with the human cultivator. Every now and then, he would raise his eyes and muster the courage to glance at the noble person in front of him. However, the room was dimly lit, and he could only see that the other person's expression was indifferent, revealing neither joy nor sorrow.

"Is he really that skilled in magic?"

"In reply to the Master, that is indeed the case, and he also possesses an exceptionally powerful technique, comparable to those passed down through generations of immortal sects."

After listening, Yan Shuyi remained silent for a long time before speaking again: "After he saved you, did he ask Cao Jingsong or me?"

Gong Buyi shook his head: "He only asked about the current situation and why the wielder of the sacred artifact was not taking action."

"What does he look like?"

“He has high cheekbones, high brow bones, and long, narrow eyes. To be honest, if he hadn’t saved us, my first impression would definitely have been that he wasn’t a good person.”

As he spoke, Gong Buyi pulled a scroll of paper from his sleeve: "When we entered the city today, we talked about this person. Someone even hired a painter to paint a portrait based on my description. It's about 80% similar. Please take a look, sir."

Yan Shuyi lowered her eyes slightly, glanced at the scene, and then stood up: "I see, thank you."

"You flatter me, sir."

"Yipin City is located in Lingzhou and is under the jurisdiction of my Lingjian Mountain. You should rest and recuperate here."

After Yan Shuyi finished speaking, he got up and left the room.

However, she did not go back, nor did she go far. Instead, she walked along the long corridor of the post station to a spacious terrace on the third floor, where she stopped and rested her hands on the railing, gazing at the night sky.
People say that in addition to her extremely high talent for cultivation, she is also incredibly intelligent, and that her ability to control Spirit Sword Mountain is not solely due to the sacred artifact.

So strictly speaking, very few scams can fool her, especially those full of doubts; a little thought will reveal them to be false.

Just as she and Ding Yao said, the scoundrel doesn't know magic, his physical body is unparalleled, and he's not at the Yingtian Realm, he's at the Shenyou Realm. The biggest flaw is that he was buried on his own mountain, so even if he were resurrected, he shouldn't be in Qingzhou.

She understood all of this, so naturally she wouldn't believe the news was true.

But she lied to Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu. She couldn't get over it. She still missed him a lot, so even if there was a 90% mismatch and only a 10% resemblance, she still couldn't stay calm.

But that wasn't him at all; he was completely different.

In fact, most of the rumors and noise about this matter in the city were just people joining in the fun. Even ordinary people would know the truth after thinking about it.

The only ones who will get caught up in it are those who, no matter how smart they are, can't help but believe he will come back.

Yan Shuyi pursed her lips, suddenly revealing a wronged expression, and a hint of tears appeared in her eyes.

However, before the watery light in the phoenix eyes could overflow, countless figures suddenly soared into the sky and roared towards the northeast.

A surge of powerful spiritual energy stirred up a whirlwind, causing white banners to flutter wildly throughout the city, and endless dust and sand to roll like waves.

"Appraiser!"

Under the cover of night, a soft call rang out, and Zhuo Wanqiu arrived from the sky.

After discovering that no one was in her appraiser's room, she vaguely guessed that her appraiser was being dishonest again and speculated that she was here. Upon seeing her, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm having some trouble with my cultivation, so I'm just out for a stroll..."

Yan Shuyi turned her head, her slightly reddened eyes glancing sideways: "What happened in the city? Why are people suddenly heading northeast?"

After catching her breath, Zhuo Wanqiu looked up and said, "Reporting to the Master, a message has come from Yuzhou that the army of the remnant clans who left Qingzhou has invaded Yufeng City."

"Yufeng City?"

"The Magnolia City where the Chen Clan Immortal Clan is located is to its south. The Palace Master Zuoqiu sent someone to inform the Palace Master that the remnant clan should know the location and is preparing to go and seize the artifact. The Heavenly Academy and the Mountain and Sea Pavilion have already set off to provide support."

Yufeng City is located at the junction of Yuzhou and Liangzhou.

As the city crumbled, a raging fire broke out in the main city, its flames illuminating the entire sky.

The Liangzhou aristocratic families who had retreated from Liangzhou to this place were brutally massacred, leaving the city littered with severed limbs and piles of corpses in pools of blood.

The third prince of the remnant clan, Mo Yuan, walked through the city littered with corpses, strolled up the city wall, and gently waved.

Before long, countless remnants of the race spread their wings that blotted out the sky and rushed towards the southern city of Yulan.

They traveled a long way, destroying countless human cities, and finally learned of the current location of the Chen Clan's immortal clan. Naturally, they came to seize the sacred artifact.

"The remnants are attacking! The remnants are attacking!"

"Notify all elders, the remnant race is attacking!"

As the warning sounds from the sentry posts at the city gates echoed through the night, countless disciples of the Chen Clan Immortal Clan soared into the sky within Yulan City.

In the blink of an eye, the remnant race and the human race had become locked in a bloody battle.

The Chen Clan, being one of the seven great immortal sects, naturally possessed strength and resources that no other aristocratic family could match. With a single strike of the Ten-Segment Slash, they instantly stopped the descending remnant clan from attacking them outside the city.

But at that moment, Mo Yuan and Er Sha soared into the air, their two large hands whistling down like the night sky, slamming down on the city wall.

With a soft "poof," the human cultivators who had flown out of the city instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Such terrifying combat power instantly shocked the Chen clan elders standing on the city wall, who felt their scalps tingle and a chill run down their spines.

Just then, Mo Yuan and King Esha rushed in again, their hands, as dark as night, crashing down once more.

But this time, their palms failed to land and were blasted back by a strong beam of immortal light.

The two looked up into the distance and saw a man and a woman flying through the air, carrying a huge stone tablet.

"That is the sacred artifact of the Chen Clan, the Dao Stele," King Esha said softly, standing in the darkness.

Mo Yuan raised his eyes upon hearing this: "Only two Ying Tian Realm cultivators. It seems your information was indeed accurate. The Chen Clan has indeed lost a Lin Xian."

"Congratulations, Your Highness, on acquiring another sacred artifact."

Upon hearing the sound, Mo Yuan raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a cruel smile, then flipped his palm and charged forward with a thunderous roar.

Upon seeing this, Chen Luo and Chen Xi, the siblings who had traveled a long way back, immediately froze, and together they lifted the sacred artifact to meet it.

The collision between the night and the sacred artifact caused the earth to crack and the ground to shake violently.

Just then, King Ersha appeared behind them and punched the two of them.

This was a plan they had discussed long ago: the prince could withstand the sacred artifact, while he could seize it.

However, just as King Esha's fist was about to land, an alarm bell suddenly went off in his mind. He instantly flipped over and struck out with all his might.

With a loud bang, a huge octagonal bell crashed down, unleashing a devastating force that sent King Ersha's minister flying.

On the rumbling earth, King Ersha's minister smashed a deep crater in the ground, his whole body trembling, while behind the great bell, a middle-aged man appeared in the darkness.

"It's the sacred artifact of the Mountain and Sea Pavilion, the Heavenly Bell..."

Mo Yuan narrowed his eyes: "It seems that even the most loosely organized races will unite when pushed to the limit. I'm afraid the same thing is happening on my second brother's side."

In the northern part of Lingzhou, in front of Yipin City.

Holding the Spirit Mirror, the young master of Lingjian Mountain stood side by side with You Yingqiu, blocking the two of them in front of the city gate.

They were not yet aware of the two men's identities, but they knew that these two men, like the two who attacked Yulan City from the east, were at the Immortal Realm level.

Is this a feint? Yan Shuyi's eyes were like a raging storm, and his body was constantly intertwined with immortal light and sword energy.

"My Lord, try your best to stall them and hold out for a few more days."

"Hold them back?" A hint of doubt flashed in Yan Shuyi's eyes.

You Yingqiu spoke softly: "There is something I did not tell you truthfully at the meeting. In fact, we are not just the alliance of the five major immortal sects."

The young appraiser paused slightly, then narrowed his eyes after a long pause: "You mean the demon race?"

“Indeed, the resurgence of the remnants is not just a calamity for our human race, but a calamity for the entire world. In the days since arriving in Yipin City, I have been sending people to try to communicate with them, hoping to form an alliance with them.”

"Will they come to our aid?"

"No, they want to go to northern Qingzhou to rescue their people who didn't escape with them. They hope we can hold off the main force of the remnant race, giving them time to make their move. Humans and demons are probably enslaved together. They will also rescue some of the trapped humans on this trip and have promised to join forces with our human race if they succeed. I have already sent them a message. Facing the remnant race, we can only unite all our forces."

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(End of this chapter)