Uncle Nine: Starting with double pupils, he turned his master into a zombie.

A simple "good treasure" doesn't prove its value at all; it's clearly a powerful and rare treasure comparable to a magic weapon!

Moreover, Chi Lian could sense the terrifying energy contained within this bone sword!

Once it erupts, it will likely cause the world to collapse!

How is this any different from a magic weapon?!

Zhu Ying immediately panicked and hurriedly spoke.

"Master Uncle, this sword is far too valuable; I cannot accept it!"

Zhu Ying was not lying or deliberately declining this statement.

She genuinely felt that she was unworthy of such a precious treasure.

He had already received a great favor from Li Yu and had not contributed anything to the White Bone Temple.

How could it be worthy of this precious bone sword!

Li Yu ignored this.

"Take what's given to you."

"Since you're so confident you can take down that Qin family brat, don't let me and your master down."

"To lose because of some difference in equipment would be too ridiculous."

"If word gets out, people will think that my White Bone Temple is full of poor monks who can't afford such treasures!"

Upon hearing these words, Zhu Ying opened her lips as if to say something, but then Chi Lian spoke up.

"Just accept it because I told you to!"

"When did I ever teach you such useless excuses?!"

Chi Lian frowned slightly and said with dissatisfaction.

She said these words not because she was being strict or putting on airs as a teacher.

She was enjoying the sniffing just now, and her mischievous mind had already been activated.

This was suddenly interrupted by Zhu Ying, whose tone was inevitably somewhat impatient.

Zhu Ying had long been accustomed to Chi Lian's cold exterior but warm heart, so she had no objection to it.

She looked up at Li Yu, then at Chi Lian, and then back at Li Yu.

Finally, Zhu Ying accepted the Eight-Headed Bone Sword, gripped it tightly in her hand, and solemnly said...

"This disciple will never let Master and Senior Master down!"

Upon hearing this, Li Yu smiled and nodded.

"Get ready and go."

"If you need anything, just ask Wang Meng'er. If you want anyone's help, feel free to ask."

"No need for excessive reservations. Remember, you are Chi Lian's disciple!"

"Yes, Senior Master!!!"

After responding, Zhu Ying took the Eight-Headed Bone Sword and withdrew.

At this moment, only Li Yu and Chi Lian remained by the secluded pool.

As for the white ball?

It's already gone deep into the mountains, I wonder which little monster it's bullying this time.

Just as Chi Lian was about to bury her head and continue sniffing, trying to reconnect the ghost brain.

*Thud...*

A large hand supported her, interrupting the activation of the Crimson Serpent Demon Brain.

She looked up blankly, her large, red eyes fixed on Li Yu, and spoke with feigned composure.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing this, Li Yu didn't expose her. He gently rubbed her wonderfully soft, bright red hair and said...

"It's time for us to set off."

"Where to?"

"Maoshan, that guy Lin Jiu, his child is about to be born."

"............."

Maoshan is a powerful force with a prominent reputation in the cultivation world.

It exists in a vast mountain range.

Surrounded by mountains and winding streams, the towering peaks that pierce the clouds are the sacred mountains of Maoshan. Cranes soar in the sky, and mythical beasts frolic and run across the ground from time to time, creating a truly celestial atmosphere.

At this time.

In front of the Maoshan Mountain gate.

Wen Xiutong, Shi Jian, Lin Jiu, Simu, Qianhe, and other important figures from Maoshan were standing here, seemingly waiting for someone to arrive.

A disciple passing by witnessed this scene and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

"It's the Grand Elder, along with True Monarch Xuanlei, True Monarch Yimei, and True Man Shenjiang..."

"With so many important figures gathered together, what major event is about to occur?"

Faced with the doubts of these disciples.

A Maoshan cultivator who knew the inside story spoke up at this moment, winking and making faces.

"You wouldn't believe it, but the greatest White Bone True Lord in the world today, the Double-Pupiled One Li Yu, is coming to our Maoshan!"

"What?! It's actually this person coming! No wonder the Grand Elder and the others came out to greet him personally."

"What brings you to our Maoshan Mountain?"

"I don't know, but that White Bone True Lord has always been on good terms with my Maoshan sect, so it can't be anything bad."

"Indeed, our Maoshan sect and the White Bone Temple have an extremely close relationship. Last time, I fell into a demon's trap and thought I was going to die with resentment, but a White Bone Temple cultivator who happened to be passing by saw that I was from Maoshan and helped me, saving my life..."

"............"

Under a cloudless sky.

Suddenly, a foul wind blew, and blood rained down!

Instantly, all the disciples who witnessed this scene were in an uproar.

"A foul wind blows, blood rains down—the White Bone True Lord is coming!"

"I'm really looking forward to it. I've never met that person with double pupils before. I never thought I'd have the chance to see them today..."

"........."

Wen Xiutong, Shi Jian, Lin Jiu and others also witnessed this scene.

Si Mu raised his eyebrows and spoke with some emotion.

"Fellow Daoist Li's entourage is as grand as ever."

"When the wind blows and the rain falls, everyone knows he's coming."

Hearing this, Master Qianhe chuckled and said something.

"Senior brother, you're just envious, aren't you?"

Having his little scheme exposed, Si Mu blushed and choked out a sentence.

"Nonsense!"

"It's just some fancy pomp and circumstance, what's there for me to envy!"

And just then...

Li Yu slowly emerged from the carnage.

A crimson meteor descended at that moment, followed closely by a crimson streak.

Upon seeing this, Shi Jian and Lin Jiu immediately went to greet them, speaking with smiles on their faces.

"Fellow Daoist Li, you've arrived!"

"Gentlemen, it's been a long time."

Li Yu greeted everyone with a smile, then turned his gaze to the white-haired, profound, and kind-looking old man.

"This must be Shi Jian's master, the Grand Elder of Maoshan, True Lord Danxia, ​​Senior Wen Xiutong!"

Wen Xiutong was somewhat surprised to hear the word "senior".

As the strongest person in the world today, he is also known for his fondness for beating up his seniors.

Li Yu's willingness to give him such face was truly flattering.

Wen Xiutong immediately spoke up.

"Why call me 'senior'? In terms of skill, I should be the one calling you 'senior'!"

Upon hearing this, Li Yu chuckled and spoke.

"Shi Jian and Lin Jiu are close friends and fellow Daoists. As their master, how could I possibly be disrespectful?"

"Moreover, Senior Wen has been a great help to me since I was a weak child."

"This title of 'senior' is only right and proper!"

"........."

These two sentences immediately made the old man, Wen Xiutong, beam with joy, and his gaze towards Li Yu softened even more, as if he were looking at his own promising child.

"This isn't the place to talk. Come inside with me!"

Amidst laughter and conversation, the group departed from the mountain gate.

Under the watchful eyes of all the Maoshan disciples, he gradually stepped into the depths of Maoshan and disappeared from their sight...