Chapter 818 - 790: Immortal Couple

"Stubborn and ignorant, nonsense and entanglement!"

"You brat, are you looking for death!"

Chu Chenglong was obviously provoked by Sun Zhe’s words and became furious. With a loud roar, his aged body suddenly flashed forward, stretching out his hand straight to grab the conical hat on Sun Zhe’s head.

"Dare to disrespect the Changwu Pavilion, today I, the old man, will see exactly what kind of person you are!"

Sun Zhe’s eyes revealed disdain, calmly dodging backwards. Suddenly, spiritual power surged throughout his body, and he soared into the sky like a fired cannonball.

Seeing Chu Chenglong’s stance, today’s move must be made, but Sun Zhe didn’t want to fight in the camp, fearing it might affect Zhu Yan and others. Therefore, he decisively shifted the battlefield to the sky.

"Disrespect the Changwu Pavilion? Quite the accusation. Old man, can you represent the Changwu Pavilion?"

Back at the ground.

Chu Chenglong was infuriated, slowly retracting the hand he had extended. His fingers trembled as he clenched them into a fist and looked up angrily at Sun Zhe, before suddenly flashing forward in pursuit.

"I’ll give you one more chance: surrender docilely, or don’t blame me for being ruthless."

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe just smiled indifferently, casually grasping in the void. The rusty Dragon-slaying Sword appeared in his hand seemingly out of thin air, "Old man, considering your age, I’ll also give you one more chance... don’t create trouble out of nothing, I don’t want to break your old bones."

"Hahaha... Brat, arrogant!"

"I’ve sat at Changwu Pavilion for decades, traversing across Hua Country, yet this is the first time I’ve encountered such an arrogant and uneducated fellow like you!"

"Brat, do you really intend to rebel today?!"

Chu Chenglong’s entire body emitted pale blue wind-attribute spiritual power, killing intent surging in his eyes, coldly saying, "You’ve got quite the mouth, why don’t you try breaking me, let me see if you’re truly the renowned Conical Hat Hero!"

At this moment.

In the camp.

Zhu Yan, with slightly messy fragrant long hair, walked out of the tent, her face still tinted with a faint blush. She looked up at Sun Zhe in the sky, her eyes full of worry.

Lin Shuqing held her hand, speaking softly, "Sister Yan, don’t worry. Now that things have come to this, we can only trust the Witch Master, and not cause trouble for him."

Han Xinyue smiled lightly, "Coincidentally, I also find that old man displeasing. He took all the treasures we found earlier, so now’s a good opportunity for the Pavilion Master to teach him a lesson and establish our Undying Pavilion’s prestige!"

Saying this, she patted Zhu Yan’s shoulder, "Don’t look so worried, you have to believe in your man."

Zhu Yan smiled bitterly, "It’s not that I don’t believe in him, I’m just worried he’ll get hurt."

"..."

While the women were quietly conversing, suddenly there was a piercing whistling sound outside the camp.

Everyone immediately turned to follow the sound, discovering a group of Outer World Cultivators flying low towards the camp.

At the forefront was a sickly-looking old man in black, with a man and a woman following behind him.

The man wore white clothes, stunningly handsome; the woman wore a white dress, possessing an appearance mesmerizing enough to eclipse the sun and moon. Her skirt fluttered mesmerizingly as she flew, her long, gracefully wrapped legs underneath shimmering through flimsy white silk, surpassing any scenery in the world, instantly attracting the gaze of every man present.

The man and woman walked side by side, anyone who saw them would think they were a perfect match made in heaven, a pair of celestial companions.

With the appearance of the man and woman, the aura of the entire world seemed to revolve around them, becoming the most prominent and eye-catching presence in this realm!

The leading black-robed old man landed heavily in the camp, angrily pointing at Sun Zhe in the sky, saying to the extraordinary man and woman behind him, "Honored Guardians, it is this brat who killed my Qin family’s ancestor and seized our Qin family’s treasure, I recognize the sword in his hand!"

"Oh? What a coincidence."

The handsome white-clothed man opened the folding fan in his hand, smiling gently, speaking to Sun Zhe in the sky, "Would the young friend care to come down for a chat?"

At this moment, the air was silent, the sound of a pin drop could be heard.

No one dared to breathe loudly.

In the instant when the white-clothed man opened his fan, this space seemed to have turned into a domain belonging to him.

At this point, Chu Chenglong was already sweating profusely. Under the invisible pressure of the white-clothed man, he felt as though his heart might jump out of his throat. Immediately ending the confrontation with Sun Zhe, he hurriedly descended and bowed respectfully towards the white-clothed man.

"The junior is the steward leading the Changwu Pavilion, Chu Chenglong. May I inquire the senior’s esteemed name?"

Sun Zhe also immediately descended, protecting Zhu Yan, Lin Shuqing, and Han Xinyue behind him, with a serious expression as he looked at the man and woman.

Of course, he did not recognize this man and woman, but he did recognize the black-robed old man — it was Qin Hong, whose Dantian he had previously destroyed!

In his mind, this man and woman were undoubtedly the allies Qin Hong brought.

The white-clothed man lightly shook his fan, appearing gentle and amicable, "I am Bai Lang."

He then looked at the woman in the white skirt beside him, "This is my beloved Dao partner, Lin Qingci."

Chu Chenglong wore a smiling face, appearing extremely attentive, "Greetings, Senior Bai, Senior Lin."

Bai Lang glanced at the emblem embroidered on Chu Chenglong’s chest, knowing he was from Changwu Pavilion. He smiled and said, "I have some acquaintance with the first Pavilion Master of Kunlun Ancestral Land’s Changwu Pavilion. Today, I will not make things difficult for you."

Chu Chenglong promptly nodded in gratitude, "Thank you, senior, for your generosity!"

Bai Lang smiled and looked at Sun Zhe, "I have come here to claim a life debt from this young friend. Do you have any objections?"

Upon hearing Bai Lang’s words, Grandmaster Tianyun, Madman Zhang, Poison Sword Grandmaster Old Man Meng all had serious expressions, ready to speak up.

Meanwhile, most of the Hua Country Martial Artists nearby were also stepping forward to express their protest.

Madman Zhang fumed, "Steward Chu, what do you mean by this? Our own affairs and you’re handing them over to an outsider to manage?"

"Exactly!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Outer Domain dogs get out, our Earth’s affairs are not for you to interfere!"

"..."

"Enough!"

Chu Chenglong’s face was flushed, his aged body trembling with rage, letting out a deafening roar that instantly shocked the entire scene.

He cast his gaze over the crowd, saying gravely, "Are all of you intending to rebel? Whoever speaks nonsense again, I will kill them on the spot!"

Seeing Chu Chenglong’s intense fury, the crowd no longer dared to make a sound, though their faces were filled with defiance, and even a sense of humiliation.

Chu Chenglong then turned towards Bai Lang, smiling brightly, "If the senior intends to deal with this child, the junior naturally has no objections. To be honest, this child is a disgrace of our Kunlun Ancestral Land, having repeatedly slaughtered his compatriots, his crimes deserve death!"

He continued, "Moreover, this child has no ties with Changwu Pavilion or the junior, senior is free to dispose of him."

Bai Lang smiled faintly, retracting his fan, "Very well, then I shall first take this child’s life."

As his words fell.

The scene fell silent once again.

Some looked at Sun Zhe with schadenfreude, while others glared at Bai Lang with anger.

"Hehehehe..."

At this moment, Sun Zhe suddenly laughed, "Just a few words deciding my life and death, brother, you’re quite something, huh. A few peanuts, huh? Just got you drunk like this."

"Do you think you’re so impressive? That you can easily take control of me?"

"Presumptuous!"

Qin Hong glared at Sun Zhe, gritting his teeth, "This is our Qin family’s Guardian, with profound cultivation and abyssal power, how dare you, this petty one, speak rashly?!"

Then Lin Qingci on the side covered her mouth with a playful laugh, looking at Sun Zhe with a teasing gaze, "Young friend speaks quite interestingly, if you don’t mind, how about sister comes to play with you?"

Sun Zhe smiled indifferently, turning to Zhu Yan and the women, lifting a hand to signal them to stay calm, then his body slowly floated into the air, jokingly saying, "Once your man is dead, I don’t mind having a good time with you in bed."

Upon hearing this, Bai Lang’s eyes instantaneously emitted a cold murderous intent, asking, "Are you the one who killed Qin Yuanfei?"

"Yes."

"Are you the one who seized the Qin family’s Dao Lotus?"

"Yes."

Bai Lang casually swung, and instantly the sword light flashed like a rainbow, "Then you shall die to atone for your sins!"

"..."