Chapter 94: Sect Master, Sheng Zi has returned!

Wuyang, Li Family residence.

“Hahahahaha!" Li Wuqiang’s laughter echoed throughout the entire mansion.

The Li Family members were dumbfounded.

"What's going on with the Patriarch? He’s been laughing for an entire day…"

"I don't know, but I don't dare to ask!"

"The forefather has been in the secret ground for over a hundred years. Has he gone insane?"

"I heard that the old ancestor is old. Could it be that he has Alzheimer's disease just like Second Elder Wu?"

"I don't know if there's anything wrong with the ancestor… but are you all tired of living and dare to badmouth the ancestor?"

Li Daoyuan was also worried.

Could the forefather really be sick? That was not good news for the Li family.

—

On the secret grounds, Li Wuqiang’s old face was beaming like a chrysanthemum.

"Good grandson, truly my good grandson!"

"I casually asked him to beat up Tianshu Institute Sect leader’s personal disciple. He beat up the Chief Disciple!"

"Is Yi Qinglan going to die from anger this time? Haha, for you to steal this old man's fortune back then, and for my Li Clan's descendants to beat up your disciple this time, this is truly a relief!"

Recalling Li Ran, Li Wuqiang nodded his head in admiration.

"Although that kid is a bit shameless and has extremely thick skin, he did keep his promise!”

"Then I'll do what I promised him!”

"Xiao Qingge, I will guarantee your safety!"

However, Li Ran only fought in the spur of the moment, but his actions caused such a huge impact.

He had enough food and drink in the City Lord's mansion before preparing to return to the sect.

…

Qingzhou City gate…

Xiang Ze and the Vice City Lord were all smiles. "Take care, Sheng Zi. Come and play again next time!"

"All right, you can leave now." Li Ran dismissed them with a wave.

Then, with a thought, an enormous dragon chariot appeared beside him.

Six white horses neighed, the horse had wings on its ribs, a horn on its head, and a faint glow on its body.

It looked extremely miraculous.

The horse was pulling on the carriage. The carriage was inlaid with jeweled pearls and engraved with dragon and phoenix designs. It was extremely grandiose.

On the carriage was a huge golden palanquin. The breeze blew the bell and swayed, creating a beautiful ring like that of a phoenix.

This was the reward for the mission he had obtained during the Demon Slaying Conference–the dragon chariot.

This was a flying artifact.

Usually, it assumed a miniature size. As long as one pours qi into it, one could turn it into a chariot.

As long as the dragon chariot was activated, it could fly according to the user's intentions. The horse would never be tired.

The formation carved on the carriage would automatically absorb qi, so Li Ran didn't need to waste a single drop of his qi.

In addition, this artifact had a certain defensive ability.

According to the system's instructions, it could withstand attacks of a Golden Core cultivator.

Although the defensive capability wasn’t that strong, it was better than nothing.

Li Ran boarded the chariot and sat in the luxurious sedan chair.

The six stallions raised their legs and hissed, flapping their wings as they pulled the carriage into the air.

The surrounding people released waves of cries of alarm.

There were even some who knelt and kowtowed, thinking that the human emperor had descended.

On the other hand, Xiang Ze and the Vice City Lord clasped hands in shock and watched the dragon chariot turn into a small dot on the horizon.

"How extravagant! Worthy of being the Sheng Zi of the Youluo Temple! He’s so magnanimous!" Xiang Ze sighed.

The Vice City lord was puzzled. "Only the imperial family can use the imperial chariot, right? Isn’t he being too arrogant?"

Xiang Ze glanced at him. "He has the right to be arrogant. Do you care? You, on the other hand, dare to say that Li Ran is arrogant? Aren’t you too arrogant?"

Vice City Lord was silent once more. "……"

—

Today, the Youluo Temple welcomed a special guest.

In the Sect Master's bedroom, Leng Wuyan and a Daoist nun were staring at each other.

The two of them stared at each other for an entire hour without blinking. The atmosphere was tense.

The Daoist nun’s face was covered with a veil and her face could not be seen clearly. However, her pair of water-cut eyes were clear, as if she could stare through one’s heart.

In the end, it was the Daoist nun who moved her gaze away first.

Leng Wuyan clapped happily. "Yi Qinglan, you've lost again!"

If others heard these words, they would most likely be shocked.

That white-robed Daoist nun was the head of Tianshu Institute, Yi Qinglan!

The two leaders of the opposing path were staring at each other?

No one would believe it.

Yi Qinglan shook her head and said, "Leng Wuyan, you should change your name to Leng Boredom!"

Leng Wuyan glared at her. "Since when do you joke?"

Yi Qinglan said indifferently, "This poor Daoist is not joking, you are really bored."

Leng Wuyan gave a cut. "If you can't stare at me, then does that mean I'm bored? Yi Qinglan, you're still so hypocritical."

Yi Qinglan didn't get angry and said calmly, "So you'd rather be a devil that has been spurned by others than a hypocritical Righteous Path cultivator?"

Leng Wuyan shook her head. "Who told you that I'm a devil?"

Yi Qinglan replied, "This is the consensus of the entire world."

"The people of the world?"

Leng Wuyan sneered. "What do the thoughts of the world have to do with me?

"What about the Righteous Path? What about the Devil Path?

"According to my thoughts, I am the Heavenly Path!"

Yi Qinglan's breath froze for a moment before she sighed and said, "You're still so arrogant and don't place anyone in your eyes."

Leng Wuyan shrugged. "This is my Dao."

Yi Qinglan was speechless for a moment.

The atmosphere became quiet.

After a long while, Leng Wuyan said, "You are not here to discuss the Dao, right?"

"No." Yi Qinglan's expression was complicated. "You want to start a war with the Tianshu Institute?"

Leng Wuyan snorted, "Since you want to deal with my Sheng Zi, I'll naturally play with you."

A trace of anger flashed through Yi Qinglan's eyes, and her voice grew even more stern. "It's him who damaged Lin Langyue's heart!"

Leng Wuyan did not back down and looked at her. "That's because your disciple's skills are inferior!"

"You!" The two auras collided, and the things in the hall were completely unharmed. However, the clouds above Demon Peak had disappeared!

Yi Qinglan forcefully held back her anger. "If you want to continue like this, a great battle between the Righteous Path and Devil Path will begin. At that time, the Vast Lands will be left in ruins, can you commit such a terrifying sin?"

Leng Wuyan still refused to back down. "I'll bear all the heavy sins! But to touch Li Ran was absolutely impossible!"

Yi Qinglan's chest rose and fell, yet a wisp of faint helplessness arose in her heart.

This Leng Wuyan was truly a madwoman…

"How can I make you stop?" Yi Qinglan's tone softened.

Leng Wuyan hugged her shoulders and snorted. "I'll stop when the Tianshu Institute withdraws."

"No, everyone in the world is watching. This is a slap to the face to the Tianshu Institute." Yi Qinglan shook her head and gave a firm refusal.

Leng Wuyan shrugged. "Then there's nothing we can do. Let's see who kills the other faster."

At that moment, a disciple's report came from outside. "Sect Master, Sheng Zi has returned!"

Yi Qinglan's eyes turned cold.

"He's back?" Leng Wuyan was pleasantly surprised as she stood up.

Sensing Yi Qinglan's strange gaze, she cleared her throat and slowly sat back down.

Yi Qinglan sized her up and felt that something was wrong with the Demoness.

"You can't be…"

Leng Wuyan shook her head. "No, I am not."

Yi Qinglan pinched her chin. "This isn’t an urgent matter, correct?"

Leng Wuyan's face was as cold as frost. “Someone, escort the guest away.”