I picked up the scattered attributes

"His Majesty's decree has arrived, bestowing upon the leader of Thousand Autumn Valley the title of Guardian Spirit King, and granting him a Spirit King Jade, a Yuan Stone mine, and three other mineral veins—"

The powerful voice pierced through the air and echoed over Thousand Autumn Valley.

"Where is the leader of Thousand Autumns Valley? Why don't you come quickly to receive your title?"

After the sound faded, the air fell silent once more.

After an unknown amount of time, a weak voice finally rang out from inside the mountain gate:

"Um... Your Excellency, our sect leader said that Qianqiu Valley is open to the public from 9:00 AM to 1:00 PM daily. Unless an appointment is made in advance, we regret that we cannot receive visitors at other times..."

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Chapter 0117

Outside the gate of Qianqiu Valley, the air seemed to freeze.

The imposing, luxurious carriage came to a stop outside the mountain gate, finding itself in a dilemma.

The moonlight was as clear as if it had been washed, and the silence was so profound it was almost awkward.

"Hmph... Is this how Thousand Autumn Valley treats its guests?"

After an unknown amount of time, a cold snort came from inside the carriage, tinged with annoyance: "The imperial decree has arrived, yet your sect leader has been so slow to appear and receive it. Does Thousand Autumn Valley intend to refuse His Majesty's goodwill?"

A moment later, the same weak voice rang out again: "The sect leader said that if you have any complaints, you can have Mo Yuanlong come and talk to him in person."

"..."

The person in the carriage fell silent once again.

Let Mo Yuanlong talk to the new leader of Qianqiu Valley.

How can someone come if they're already dead?

Moreover, he also discerned a deeper meaning—

This is clearly a warning from Qianqiu Valley. Even Mo Yuanlong, who was at the Yuan Dan realm, perished here. You are just a mere special envoy. What right do you have to put on airs here?

"Qingyue."

Just then, a gentle voice rang out from inside the carriage, drowning out the first voice: "Since the host has already said so, we will naturally follow his lead and wait here until 9 a.m. tomorrow."

The voice was very calm, like a still spring pond, making people unconsciously feel a sense of goodwill towards it.

"Master, how can this be..."

"Nothing is wrong."

The gentle voice said calmly, "Remember this: we are not here to start a fight. Besides, we are indeed late. What's wrong with waiting one more night?"

"Since you put it that way... then... alright."

The first voice also fell silent.

Soon, silence fell outside the gates of Qianqiu Valley.

The carriage that had come from afar was parked in a grove of trees. The light on the carriage gradually dimmed, leaving only a faint ray of light that quietly seeped out from the gaps in the carriage.

One night is fleeting.

As the sun gradually rose higher, the melodious sound of bells finally echoed through Qianqiu Valley.

A handsome young disciple approached with a pleasant smile. He bowed respectfully to the carriage outside the mountain gate and said, "Your Excellency, our sect leader has been waiting for you for a long time."

No one noticed that the disciple's lips twitched unnaturally.

the reason is simple……

"Feng Xia! You bastard! Heartless! Shameless! You said you wanted to cultivate the 'Floating Dream Three Lives Technique,' but that's part of the test! You just want to use me as free labor!"

That's right, this handsome and well-mannered disciple is undoubtedly our ever-changing tool... the ever-changing enchantress Yan Wuyou.

She is now truly filled with regret.

I regret it so much.

She knocked Bai Canghai unconscious and could have left immediately, but why did she insist on coveting that illusory inheritance and run back to Qianqiu Valley only to be caught by Feng Xia?

Unfortunately, she has already entered into an unequal contract with Feng Xia, and now she wants to back out?

late!

"The new leader of Qianqiu Valley is quite a remarkable person."

The gentle, jade-like voice came from inside the carriage again. Then the carriage door opened, and a figure dressed in brocade robes, with a fair complexion and no beard, stepped out of the carriage, supported by a servant.

The servant was not very old, looking about thirteen or fourteen years old. He had rosy lips and white teeth, and a petite figure, making it difficult to tell his true gender.

"Humph."

The moment the servant saw Yan Wuyou, he turned his head away with a look of disgust and let out a soft snort from his nose.

Yan Wuyou: "???"

Hey kid, what are you glaring at me for?!

"I am Mo Zi'an, an envoy of the Imperial Court, here to pay my respects with His Majesty's decree."

A handsome middle-aged man stepped out of the carriage.

Even though Yan Wuyou was merely a disciple of Qianqiu Valley at this moment, Mo Zi'an still behaved very gently, smiling softly as he said, "Qingyue overstepped her bounds last night, and I must express my apologies here. It was not an intentional offense to the Valley Master of Qianqiu Valley..."

Startled by the swaying, Yan Wuyou quickly came to her senses and nodded subconsciously: "The sect leader is already waiting in the Thousand Autumns Hall. Please follow me."

She turned and walked towards the mountain gate, a disgruntled voice faintly coming from behind her.

"Master, even if Thousand Autumns Valley is defeated... that's still far too arrogant... you are..."

"Qingyue, the less you say, the less mistakes you make."

Mo Zian's calm voice followed: "Your personality is really too undisciplined. You've always been used to being free. The reason I brought you out this time is to let you see the truth that there are always people more capable than you."

The servant boy named Qingyue finally fell silent.

As Yan Wuyou listened, she almost burst out laughing.

"Turns out he's just a clueless fool. He's probably been raised in a flower garden since he was little. He has no idea how astonishing it is to kill a Yuan Dan realm cultivator, let alone how amazing the reputation of the new sect leader of Qianqiu Valley is now!"

She couldn't help but think to herself with a touch of smugness.

But then, Yan Wuyou's face fell again... All of this was thanks to that bastard Feng Xia's halo, why was she acting so happy?!

However, she soon began to think about a new problem.

If these two are special envoys... then who was Bai Ling yesterday?!

The group walked past buildings and through winding valleys, eventually climbing stone steps to reach the main gate of the Qianqiu Hall.

A figure in white stood in the hall, hands behind his back, gazing at the sky as if contemplating profound truths.

Beside the young man in white stood a girl in a blue dress, with long black hair, a slender figure, and an elegant and serene aura of mystery.

Yan Wuyou secretly spat.

Let's eat something a little vegetarian tonight.

Feng Xia snapped out of his thoughts and turned his gaze to the two people outside the hall. A sincere smile appeared on his face: "Lord Mo Zian, I am the new headmaster of Qianqiu Valley. May I ask what message His Majesty the Emperor sent you here to convey?"

Mo Zi'an seemed completely unaware of what happened last night. Upon hearing this, he smiled leisurely and replied, "I have come here with His Majesty's imperial decree. One reason is to escort the Spirit King Jade. The one who possesses the Spirit King Jade is the Guardian Spirit King of Xuanwu Kingdom, whose status is equal to His Majesty's..."

At that moment, Feng Xia thought of a term she had seen in a TV series: "King of One Words and Shoulders"!

It should mean something similar... Feng Xia quietly pondered in his heart.

"Lingwang Jade?"

Just then, Zhu Youniang, who was standing beside him, suddenly spoke up: "Shouldn't it be the Spirit King Sword?"

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Chapter 0118

"The Spirit King Sword?"

As soon as Zhu Youniang spoke, Qingyue, the little boy behind Mo Zian, couldn't help but mutter, "Not every Guardian Spirit King is worthy of the Spirit King Sword!"

"Qingyue, be quiet!"

Mo Zian seemed a little angry. He glared at Qingyue, then smiled again and looked at Feng Xia, saying, "Sect Leader Feng, Qingyue is only thirteen years old. She is still young and doesn't know any better. I hope you will be more tolerant of her."

Feng Xia nodded thoughtfully, her face still bearing a sincere smile: "It's alright, it's alright. After all, they're just children. Children speak without thinking."

"Qingyue, why don't you quickly thank Sect Leader Feng!"

Mo Zian patted Qingyue on the head: "Sect Leader Feng is kind and forgiving, and he doesn't hold your offense against him. Why don't you hurry up and thank Sect Leader Feng?"

The child pouted with dissatisfaction, but still obediently thanked Feng Xia.

Feng Xia didn't care at all. As the saying goes, beauty comes from contrast. Compared to the annoying brat in the Heavenly Pattern Academy, the one Mo Zi'an brought could almost be called a little angel.

"Don't worry, you can take the little one around."

He looked at Yan Wuyou standing outside the door and smiled, "A guest from afar is a guest. My Qianqiu Valley is a place of outstanding natural beauty. Hiding it away won't make it any better. It's better to show it to others so they can discover a different kind of beauty."

You are talking nonsense!