Reborn as a Snake: Many Children, Many Blessings, Only I, the Green Snake Immortal

Nine times?

Around the ruins, many cultivators' eyes flickered as they scrutinized Xu Qing's face.

The young face had lost all color, and there were still traces of blood at the corners of his mouth.

Compared to when he stomped Zheng Wanjun to death just now, his aura was noticeably weaker, and even just standing there, he gave people the feeling that his internal energy was depleted.

It seems that the injuries sustained in the battle of Kunqian Mountain were more severe than rumored.

That makes sense!

How could a grandmaster, who first killed Xiao Yu and was then besieged by several other grandmasters, possibly escape unscathed?

Even if he borrowed the power of that magical treasure, there would still be times when he would be beaten.

Xu Qing's current appearance dispelled many people's doubts.

Some people looked at the blood at the corner of his mouth and their breathing became a little faster involuntarily, but when their gaze shifted slightly downwards and they saw the charred remains among the ruins, their restlessness cooled down.

Zheng Wanjun was also a grandmaster.

From the moment the building collapsed to his death, he wasn't even able to retaliate once.

No matter how badly the Green-Clad Demon was injured, he still possessed the ability to kill a third-rank official.

As for the so-called nine times, who knows if it's true or not?

If that's true, who among those at the front of the line will survive?

You can't risk your life to give someone else a chance to steal treasure.

As the dust gradually dissipated, occasional soft noises could be heard from the broken beams, but those gathered nearby remained silent.

Xu Qing's gaze slowly swept over them.

When their eyes met, some people lowered their gazes, while others remained expressionless, standing still in the same spot.

The gazes that had been directed at them did not disperse, but not a single figure actually stepped out of the crowd.

He waited a moment, then smiled slightly.

"Since none of you wish to accept the invitation, I shall take my leave now."

Zapdos flapped its wings and landed, and Xu Qing leaped onto its back, whereupon it was carried upwards.

The Great Jin cultivator who had previously questioned the no-fly zone remained silent upon witnessing this scene.

The wings swept across the city's buildings, the lightning fading into the distance, leaving the ruins of the Moon Chasing Tower and the group of cultivators behind.

Only after Lingfeng City had disappeared into the distance did Xu Qing raise his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

His pale face quickly regained its rosy hue, and his weak breathing stabilized, showing no trace of his previous illness.

Unfortunately, not one of these cowards dared to make a move.

Xu Qing glanced back, feeling a pang of regret.

Was it because I didn't act well enough?

He shook his head, showing no intention of going back.

The lightning bird beneath him suddenly trembled, its wings flapped, and it flew headlong toward the Yandao Sect.

When they returned to the mountain gate, Huang Xin hurriedly came to greet them.

Xu Qing landed on the bird's back, his gaze passing over the bird and landing on the Three Saints Sect cultivators who had not yet left.

The faces of these people changed upon seeing the figure in blue.

The envoy, who had previously relied on Zheng Wanjun's support, has now lost all his cultivation and is being helped aside by his fellow disciples. He even has difficulty looking up at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing didn't go over, nor did she bother to ask any more questions.

"All the cultivators from the Three Saints Sect who came this time, if they still had any cultivation, were crippled and sent down the mountain along with that envoy."

Huang Xin felt a chill run down his spine, then lowered his head and agreed.

The members of the Three Saints Sect were still waiting for news from their elders when they heard this order and immediately panicked.

Before anyone could speak, the cultivators of the Yandao Sect stepped forward and subdued them one by one.

Xu Qing left directly, and soon after, cries of pain rang out behind him.

The visitors could no longer delay using the name of the Three Saints Sect, and the cultivation of the remaining few was completely destroyed.

When they were driven down the mountain gate, they were just like the previous messenger, their faces ashen and their steps unsteady.

Huang Xin watched these people leave before turning back to his sect.

Before long, the news of what happened in Lingfeng City spread.

The Three Saints Sect's Grandmaster Elder Zheng Wanjun was trampled to death on the spot. The Green-Clad Demon coughed up blood and challenged him to a duel, claiming that he could still unleash his full power nine times.

The latter part of the story spread especially quickly, and almost everyone who heard about it asked about the circumstances at the time.

The number of figures lingering outside the Yandao Sect's mountain did not decrease; on the contrary, it increased.

Zheng Wanjun's fate is enough to make people think twice, but what about after nine times?

Everyone wanted to see how long this infamous new sect leader could last.

People come and go outside the mountain gate; often, when someone leaves, a new face appears nearby.

That comment about Yu Li gave many people the idea to keep waiting.

Two days later at noon, another guest arrived.

This time, Huang Xin did not have anyone wait outside the mountain gate. After verifying their identities, he personally welcomed the visitors inside.

After settling in, he hurriedly went to see Xu Qing.

"Sect Master, the imperial family of Great Wei has arrived!"

Xu Qing raised an eyebrow slightly.

"The Great Wei royal family?"

Huang Xin nodded, his expression much more serious than usual.

Having confirmed the visitor's identity, he dared not be negligent or presume to discuss anything with him. He simply invited the person to the reception area and immediately came to inform him.

Xu Qing put down what she was holding, stood up, and said, "Let's go take a look."

Although he now holds the title of Sect Master of the Yandao Sect, he is not familiar with the royal family in this world.

We haven't had much contact with the Jin Dynasty yet, but the people from the Wei Dynasty have come knocking on our door first.

Huang Xin led the way, walking quite quickly, only slowing down and stepping aside when they reached the reception area.

Xu Qing walked in and immediately saw the old man sitting there.

The other person had white hair and beard, wore luxurious clothes, and sat there with an air of authority.

Hearing footsteps, the old man turned around and looked over. The face immediately matched one of the people Xu Qing remembered.

Yan Tong!

It was him.

Xu Qing paused slightly, then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

When the old man was encountered in the mountains that day, he was injured and in a sorry state, and even had to ask the old man for help to get out of that area.

Now that he's changed his clothes, the weariness in his eyes and brows is gone, and he looks like a completely different person.

It turns out that the royal guest Huang Xin mentioned was this old acquaintance.

Xu Qing still remembers that after leaving the mountains, the other person was picked up and taken away.

At that time, I knew very little about the secret realm and was busy searching for my lost companions, so I did not ask the old man about his origins.

I never expected that we would meet again at the Yandao Sect, which I had just taken over.

Yan Tong, who was seated, had already stood up.

He didn't put on airs at all because of his luxurious clothes, and bowed respectfully to Xu Qing, just as he had when Xu Qing had helped him that day.

Huang Xinli stood to the side and, seeing the old man's actions, his expression shifted slightly, and he stopped the introduction that was about to come out.

These two actually know each other.

Xu Qing accepted the greeting without hesitation and looked at Yan Tong.

The unfinished promise made in the mountains and forests then came to mind.

The old man promised to pay the escort with a fragment of a magical treasure, but the item was not on his person and had to be retrieved elsewhere.

After that, one thing after another happened, and before Xu Qing could even inquire about it, the other party had already come looking for her.

Yan Tong straightened up and spoke respectfully.

"I am a retainer of the Great Wei royal family. I have come here to fulfill my previous promise and give you that fragment of the immortal treasure."