Chapter 42 The Most Powerful Person in a City
The ancient trees are towering and lush.

A long winding river with turbulent waves flows out from the southern wilderness and rushes towards the thousands of miles of wilderness in the area of ​​Red Crow City.

Chen Xuan followed the crowd here and looked around to see the situation.

"Every major force has sent people here."

Hundreds of people gathered here, and they can be roughly divided into four forces.

One is the green-robed monk from Qinglu Mountain, and the other is the ascetic monk from the Hanging Temple.

The remaining two are the Qi-cultivating families in Chiya City.

One is the Wang family where Chen Xuan is from, and the other is the Xie family who practices water virtue and black qi. The bad-tempered old Taoist who was met when catching precious fish a few days ago was among them.

"Yan Yushu has actually gotten together with the Xie family, a family of Qi training."

Chen Xuan was stunned. He found Yan Yushu in the area where the Xie family was. Her temperament was cold and clear, like a fairy. Standing among the crowd, she was like the moon surrounded by stars, so dazzling that people could not take their eyes off her.

Several handsome and dignified disciples of the Xie family, as well as other young Qi practitioners, surrounded the peerlessly beautiful Yan Yushu, chatting and laughing, as if it were a picture scroll of a talented scholar and a beautiful woman traveling together.

"I heard that after Yan Yushu entered Chiya City, he deliberately passed by the gate of a Qi-cultivating family to attract attention. It turns out he was referring to the Xie family."

Chen Xuan muttered to himself.

In the distance, hundreds of ascetic monks from the Hanging Temple closed their eyes, lowered their heads, and chanted Buddhist scriptures quietly, not looking towards where Yan Yushu was.

Chen Xuan didn't understand why these ascetic monks couldn't catch Yan Yushu, so they didn't leave and instead came here to join in the fun?
"Miss Yushu, please rest assured. With our Xie family here, we will not allow the Hanging Temple to act recklessly. We will definitely protect you."

Chen Xuan faintly heard a young hero full of confidence, repeatedly assuring Yan Yushu not to worry.

"Thanks to Master Xie and all the heroes for their care, Yu Shu is extremely grateful."

Yan Yushu had a clear voice. She leaned forward slightly and bowed slightly. It was an almost perfect etiquette for a lady. Under the morning light, she was as graceful as water and touching.

"She's seducing, isn't she?"

Chen Xuan muttered to himself, clearly sensing those young cultivators from aristocratic families. His breath stagnated for a few beats, and then his breathing became rapid, and his heart was so excited that it seemed like it was about to jump out of his chest.

Chen Xuan only took a few glances and then stopped paying attention. There were so many people around at the moment, it was not a good time to look for Yan Yushu. He could only wait until the negotiations were over.

"The big monster from the Southern Wilderness is coming!" At this moment, someone exclaimed. In the vast forest in the distance, the grass and trees were shaking, and a figure emerged, getting closer and closer, and gradually becoming clearer.

"Wow!"

A snow-white turtle with soft limbs walked slowly out of the forest with steps like the swaying tide in deep water.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, his deep eyes gazing at the human Qi practitioners on the other side of the river.

Behind him, bizarre and grotesque ghosts appeared one after another.

"boom!"

Among the Xie family members, an old man in a black robe suddenly stood out from the group, knelt down and began to kowtow to the old white turtle, with the sound of kowtows like thunder.

"The head of the Xie family in Daozang Realm kowtows. That old turtle with a white shell is practicing water virtue and black qi!" Someone shouted in fear, his expression horrified to the extreme.

A great cultivator at the Daozang realm, who usually held a high position of power and influence in the aristocratic family, was suddenly aroused by his immortal energy and knelt down like a puppet towards the ghosts.

"Nanhuang is trying to show off to our Red Crow City."

Wang Zhenyang's face looked grim, and he crushed the armrests of the seat with his six hands. However, the old white turtle was at a higher level than him, and he was now just an ant. If he dared to make a move, he would be slapped to death in an instant.

"This is the true top power."

Chen Xuan's face was solemn. He had recently witnessed Wang Zhenyang's tyranny, and now he saw the Xie family's Patriarch, also at the Daozang Realm, kowtow to the old white turtle. This scene was astonishing... The old white ghost turtle must be a being at the third level of Qi training. However, he did not embarrass the lowest-level immortal cultivator, deliberately showing mercy.

"The top powerful person from Qinglu Mountain is here!" Everyone suddenly looked happy and looked into the distance.

In the distant sky, a green glow blocked out the sun, covering half of the sky, swallowing up the sunlight and the blue sky. At the end of the horizon, a majestic figure in a green robe slowly emerged.

"The Sect Master is here!" A group of Qi practitioners from Qinglu Mountain knelt down in a large crowd.

Qingyazi was tall and looked to be in his forties. His face was upright and elegant, but his eyes were extremely terrifying, like a thousand kinds of green light surging, holding up a three-legged, two-eared alchemy furnace.

He appeared in front of the crowd at Qinglu Mountain, with his hands behind his back, staring coldly at the old white turtle.

Qingding Dao, Qingyazi!
"Qingyazi, you're going backwards the longer you live. You're showing off your power to a young immortal cultivator, and you're even trying to make an elixir? You'll never have the chance to escape the mundane world and achieve immortality in this lifetime."

The old white turtle glanced at Qingyazi with a very unfriendly tone.

Because behind him there was a large group of demons and monsters practicing Qing Qi, and they kowtowed very hard, some of them had their foreheads broken, and blood was flowing all over the ground.

"I haven't settled the score with you guys about Huangliang Meng last month, but today we'll have a round to settle it!"

Qingyazi snorted coldly, his sleeves fluttering in the wind. He shouted calmly and confidently, "Where is she? Tell her to come out and see me."

"Is this... an attack coming?" someone whispered. Qingyazi was very powerful. As one of the few top-level masters in the territory of Chiya City, as soon as he appeared, he immediately confronted the ghosts in the Southern Wilderness.

Moreover, they were horrified. In the incident of the Yellow Millet Dream in the Southern Wilderness last month, Qingyazi had suffered a great loss?
Chen Xuan's gaze lightly passed over Qingyazi and immediately moved elsewhere, worried that he would be sensed by his keen sense.

At this moment, the big hands that had been doing whatever they wanted in the territory of Chiya City and manipulating thousands of cultivators finally began to step forward.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a heavy roar came from between heaven and earth, and the sky darkened.

A pair of huge, pure golden eyes rose from the mountains of the Southern Wilderness, like two huge lakes, unfathomable. Above the dome of the sky, a majestic word "king" filled the entire sky.

"Qingyazi, who do you think you are? Are you worthy enough to see her true appearance with your own eyes? Call the Fire Emperor of your Chu State!"

This voice was like the roar of a tiger, shaking the heaven and earth, making people feel suffocated. Some of the weaker Qi practitioners had blood oozing from their ears and fell to the ground.

"It's him!"

Chen Xuan was shocked as he recognized this huge ghost. When the first group of Qi practitioners arrived in the Southern Wilderness, this pair of golden eyes rose from the mountains of the Southern Wilderness and patrolled the earth under the night sky.

Its imposing aura could be felt over a hundred miles away, so heavy that it was hard to breathe.

"There really is a tiger in the mountains..." Some people felt a chill in their hearts. The Southern Wilderness has a profound heritage, and another top-level ghost has appeared in the world. With two against one, the human side suddenly fell into a disadvantage.

A pair of golden tiger eyes lay behind the old white turtle, looking at Qingyazi with contempt, which was extremely oppressive and made everyone tremble with fear.

"This tiger-eyed demon has reached the pinnacle of physical strength. His body is so huge that its edge is invisible." Some people sighed, and at the same time thought that he was too arrogant. He actually dared to clamor for the Fire Emperor of Chu to come here to see her?
Who is she? Is there a third top-level ghost in the Southern Wilderness about to appear?
"What's the point of trying to force our words? She doesn't dare to show up today. Let alone Peach Blossom Spring, we'll force our way into the Southern Wasteland!"

Qingyazi's aura was ethereal, but his tone was unusually cold as he continued, "Twenty years is a cycle. This time, you're in a four-on-three situation. You've acted recklessly in the Southern Wilds, and you've brought this upon yourselves. It's time to learn a lesson."

Four versus three?
"Three more top-level human cultivators are coming?" Everyone was puzzled.
Because the top repairmen in Red Crow City can be counted on one hand.

The Lord of Chiya City will definitely come, because both the Wang and Xie families are present, but who are the remaining two top cultivators?
"Hanging Temple..." someone murmured, looking at the silent ascetic monks in the Hanging Temple in the distance.

Ascetics never join in the fun, so it must be related to them, otherwise they wouldn't be there.

"Qingyazi once invited a top-level cultivator from the Hanging Temple who had smuggled through to Qinglu Mountain for a discussion. What if it wasn't extortion, but rather cooperation?" someone whispered to themselves, feeling they had grasped the key point. "What if the Lord of Red Crow City, Lu Zhuan, also showed leniency and allowed other top-level cultivators from the Hanging Temple to pass through? With four against three, we could easily overwhelm the Southern Wilderness..."

"Something is not right..."

Chen Xuan's face was solemn as he looked at Yan Yushu who was surrounded by the Xie family members. He felt that her situation was very delicate.

But she did not look anxious, and seemed unconcerned with the outside world's speculation. A young man took the opportunity to comfort her, and she handled it very politely.

"The Lord of Chiya City, Lu Zhuan, is here!" At this moment, someone pointed to the end of the river between the two forces and looked into the distance.

"Wow!"

The river was surging, and a figure was floating up and down, going upstream along the river, riding the wind and waves, and the figure became clearer and clearer.

"Hiss, it's a little Taoist priest!"

Chen Xuan was stunned. The figure in the surging waves was clearly a little Taoist boy of five or six years old!
The city lord, Lu Zhuan, was less than one meter tall, with bright eyes, red lips, white teeth, and skin as translucent as jade. He held his head high and chest out, with his hands on his waist. His delicate face was covered with an arrogant and proud look.

He was wearing a loose black Taoist robe, like a child who had stubbornly put on adult clothes, with bare pink feet. Between the wide sleeves of the robe, there were several purple-blue talismans, shining brightly.

Master Yu said, Lu Zhuan!

With his appearance, the whole land fell into a strange silence, and everyone held their breath nervously.

Because Lu Zhuan is nominally the number one Qi practitioner in the territory of Chiya City.

In the distance, the figures of the old white turtle and tiger eyes fell silent.

"City Lord Lu Zhuan has also hidden the human body and has reached the end of his physical journey..." Wang Zhenyang murmured to himself. When he was young, Lu Zhuan's body was that of a child. Now that he is old, Lu Zhuan is still the same, and his body has even shrunk a little.

Chen Xuan also noticed that this person was taking a completely different path from the figure with tiger eyes that blocked out the sun and sky. It seemed that every inch of his flesh and blood had been transformed, emitting a fragrance that was a hundred times stronger than the flesh and blood medicine.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Zhuan, in this joint expedition, the Six Desire Heavens will belong to me and the Hanging Temple, while the Southern Wasteland and the Peach Blossom Spring will belong to you, Red Crow City. How do you do that?"

Qingyazi was calm and whispered the plan that was known to both of them. If everyone cooperated, it would obviously benefit from it.

Upon hearing this, the little Taoist boy glanced at Qingyazi and then waved his sleeves.

"Rumble..."

Suddenly, the surging river water overturned onto the shore, and a black-scaled five-clawed dragon with a strong body lifted the little Taoist boy hundreds of meters into the air. White mist lingered, and heavy rain poured down like a waterfall. The ferocious dragon head overlooked the earth.

The little Taoist boy Lu Zhuan stared at Qingyazi, his mouth curled up into an exaggerated arc, and a clear, childlike voice uttered from his throat, sighing:
"Qingyazi, you are nothing but a clown. You are not smart... Some people, even if they live for a thousand or ten thousand years, will only grow older, not wiser."

He paused for a moment and then asked, "You all wish to seek the Six Desire Heavens, but I don't want to, too?"

Qingyazi's face froze, and he said in a daze, "You are a Rain Master, an orthodox Taoist, why do you need the Six Desire Heavens? Besides, the Hanging Temple..."

The little Taoist boy's face instantly turned ferocious, and he shouted, "Fool, do you think Yan Yushu grew wings and flew out of the Hanging Temple and into Red Crow City?"

"boom!"

The next moment, the black-scaled dragon roared towards the sky, and then its hundreds-meter-long body suddenly plunged down, like a thick chain across the sky, slamming Qingyazi and most of the Qinglu Mountain base deep into the ground.

The earth trembled as if there was an earthquake.

"I selected this elixir eight hundred years ago, and you dare to interfere with it for no apparent reason!"

Lu Zhuan's angry roar shocked everyone and made them feel surprised.

"Yan Yushu had actually been targeted by Lu Zhuan for a long time. No wonder she fled to Red Crow City!"

Chen Xuan's mind raced as he had not expected such an unexpected turn of events. However, he reacted quickly and left the crowd to avoid being affected by the aftermath of the battle.

"Boom!"

The whole earth was shaking, mountains were collapsing and the earth was cracking, the sky was dark, and a shocking battle broke out suddenly without warning.

"City Lord Lu has rebelled!"

Everyone looked terrified and hurriedly fled the battlefield. They had originally hoped for peaceful negotiations, but before the talks even began, internal fighting broke out. Lu Zhuan directly turned against them and attacked Qingyazi brutally.

"Lu Zhuan, the people from the Hanging Temple will be here soon, don't go crazy!" Qingyazi's voice echoed deep underground.

"Qingyazi, are you worthy enough to sit at the table and eat? By the time you have planned things, the pot would have been cleaned!" Lu Zhuan's childish voice was very sharp.

"You're counting on the Hanging Temple? You guys see good things and want them, but can you hold on to them? You can't get them, and the Hanging Temple is doomed!"

The old white turtle and the tiger-eyed figure shouted and joined the battlefield at this moment. They did not just attack Qingyazi, but were also looking for opportunities to sneak attack Lu Zhuan, trying to catch him all in one fell swoop.

The old white turtle swung his divine fist, stepped on the Bagua diagram, and danced in the Tai Chi circle. Like a brilliant sun, it rushed straight into the battlefield in the center of the earth. Behind him, a figure with tiger eyes rose from the southern wilderness, moving a towering mountain thousands of feet high and smashing towards them...

"Too terrifying! So this is the power of a top-level cultivator. I'll leave first."

Chen Xuan was terrified. He finally saw how high these people's cultivation was. He was being plotted against by people of this level... He did not feel discouraged because enemies of this level were always watching him from behind, which made him even more motivated.

Moreover, he found that the great monks were not scary. Although they possessed various great powers, they were still human beings in essence... A high realm only meant good talent. As long as he was cautious enough, he could completely avoid the prying eyes of most great monks.

But he also knew that this was not a battle he could participate in at the moment, so he quickly moved away from the battlefield, and soon, the Southern Wilderness Forest appeared in front of him.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, someone tapped my shoulder gently.

"who!"

Chen Xuan turned around suddenly, and Yan Yushu smiled sweetly, her fair face dyed with an abnormal crimson. She held Chen Xuan's hand tightly and went into the deserted dense forest.

"follow me."

Chen Xuan was stunned. Not only did he see Yan Yushu, but Yan Yushu also spotted him in the crowd and took advantage of the chaos to follow him.

In the distance, several handsome disciples of the Xie family, as well as many extraordinary disciples of aristocratic families, were sweating profusely, anxiously searching for Yan Yushu, like ants on a hot pan.

"Where's Miss Yushu? Find her quickly."

They were distraught, as if the priceless treasure they held dear to their hearts was suddenly stolen, and the sky was falling, leaving them heartbroken.

Chen Xuan pointed at them and asked, "Them?"

Yan Yushu said with a look of disgust: "Some irrelevant people, none of our business."

Chen Xuan blinked: "We?"

"Asking questions knowingly!"

Yan Yushu rolled her eyes at him, the seductiveness in her eyes almost frayed into threads. She couldn't wait any longer and urged him in a tender voice.

"Lu Zhuan is my master. He will come looking for me after the fight... I don't have much time, so hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)