Fei Shan was working leisurely, listening to the sound of the guqin, humming a tune. The gazes of the people around him were somewhat strange, after all, such heavy work, someone would actually show a comfortable and enjoyable expression, which really made others feel puzzled.

  Only those who have transcended worldly desires can truly appreciate this serenity.

  He suddenly stopped what he was doing and listened intently.

  "Fellow Daoists of Xiaoyao Mountain, Jin Wuyi is trapped in Ming Shui City's Bai Hua Valley. Those who wish to help, please come quickly."

  He listened very carefully, and the sound of the broadcast repeated several times in his mind. He stood up, under the bewildered gaze of the crowd, and walked towards the door.

  "Where are you going?" The manager's face turned somewhat unsightly, and he sternly shouted: "Get back! Things haven't been finished yet..."

  Fei Shan flashed a smile, but his eyes gleamed with a few more points of murderous intent. The steward involuntarily trembled and didn't dare to look straight at Fei Shan's gaze, swallowing the rest of his words back into his belly. Fei Shan also didn't pay attention, strolling out of the main gate with an air of nonchalance.

  As soon as I stepped onto the street, I heard many people shouting in the sky.

  "Brothers of Xiaoyao Sect, the City Master of Baihuaguan is surrounded, let's take action!"

  "The lord of the castle is in danger! We..."

  The entire Ming Water City was shocked, and people kept flying into the sky.

  Fei Shan raised his head, and the empty space above Ming Shui City was packed with people. Looking at the scene in front of him, he suddenly thought of the scene where everyone followed the city master, surging forward, and after several months, they broke out of the small mountain boundary, and something inside him seemed to be ignited in an instant.

  He unhesitatingly urged on his spiritual power, flew up into the sky and blended in with the crowd.

  How dare you move the city master...

  His heart was filled with an increasing murderous intent, and the cultivators around him had faces full of indignation. These cultivators who had survived the brutal disaster of Xiaoshan Realm together were filled with gratitude and respect for Zuo Mo, who had led them out of Xiaoshan Realm.

  The Lord of Golden Crow City led everyone in a charge out of the small mountain boundary's dreadful prison. Now that the city lord is in trouble, how can they just stand by and do nothing?

  A group of people surrounded a sound box.

  "Boss, are we going or not?" one of the henchmen with a rat-like face hastily asked the boss.

  "Cut the crap! Of course we're going! If even the city lord dares to do it, will these people leave us any way out in the future? Let's take them down!"

  His men immediately became excited and shouted: "Kill them!"

  "Hmph, they want to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, but they don't even take a look at their own moral character?" The boss's face was filled with murderous intent.

  The cultivator who came out of Xiaoshan Boundary was much more sensitive to danger than ordinary cultivators. In his view, the incident targeting the Lord of Jincheng was a signal, meaning that their days in Tianxia Boundary would not be too good from now on.

  About 500,000 to 600,000 cultivators emerged from Xiaoyue Boundary. However, all of these 500,000 to 600,000 cultivators were in the Congealing Qi stage. In Tianshui Boundary, Congealing Qi stage cultivators were the backbone of power. The sudden influx of such a large number of experienced Congealing Qi stage cultivators brought tremendous shock to various major forces in the region.

  The contradictions between Xiaoyan's reformers and Tianshui's local reformers are inevitable.

  The cultivators of the Tian Shui realm understand this point, how could the cultivators of the Xiao Shan realm who have experienced even more brutal battles not understand?

  "Will we make it in time?" One of his men asked worriedly at this moment.

  The thoughts of ordinary practitioners are much simpler. Jin Wucheng led them out of Xiaoshan Boundary, unknowingly becoming their spiritual leader, and the vast majority of people were grateful. Now that they heard that Jin Wucheng was surrounded, it made them extremely angry.

  "Let's set off now!" The boss said coldly, "Hmph, they think the city lord is a weakling, I'll crush their teeth! This battle will be a great war."

  The boss snarled and showed a ferocious expression.

  He sprang up, his eyes wide open, with a fierce aura: "Whoever wants to slack off today, just wait and see how I'll deal with him when I turn back! No need to pack anything, let's move out now!"

  These old men feared Ming Xiao Lao Zu like a tiger, but as for the other forces in Tian Shui Realm, they didn't have any apprehensions.

  Moreover, there is also the Lord of Golden Crow City present.

  The strength of the Golden Crow City Lord has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of these unruly guys. Many people even had the idea that if they could move the Golden Crow City Lord, why not bring everyone to sweep the Tian Shui border, wouldn't it be more tempting?

  After repeated encouragement, countless small mountain boundary repairers rose into the air above Myeongseongsanseong Fortress.

  The number of Xiaoshan Jie cultivators in Ming Shui City is not too many, but there are also thousands of people. The Xiaoshan Jie cultivators are extremely good at recognizing each other, and the killing intent on their bodies is much thicker than that of ordinary cultivators. Now, every one of these cultivators has a fierce glow in their eyes.

  "Are these people crazy? They actually dare to attack the city lord!"

  "Who cares what they're doing, just kill them all!"

  "Tigers don't show off their might when we're just sick cats!"

  ……

  The crowd's emotions surged, and they flew towards the Hundred Flowers Valley with a mighty momentum. The cultivators of Ming Water City had never seen such an array, and each was stunned on the spot. Those who were quick-witted flew back to report the news.

  Some older cultivators showed a worried expression, if the Xiaoshan Sect and the Tian Shui Sect really clashed, the Tian Shui Sect would immediately fall into turmoil.

  But many people did not know that the message played by the sound of the jade flute spread throughout the Tian Shui boundary. At this time, countless cultivators were riding on sword lights, with a strong killing intent rushing towards the direction of Ming Shui City.

  If one were to gaze down from a high place in the sky, countless sword lights of various colors, as if drawn by magnets, converged on Ming Water City at an astonishing speed.

  Jin Wucheng, as the most prestigious cultivator of Xiaoshan Realm, is unknowingly influencing the trend of the Tianshui Realm at this time.

  Wu Hou Fu, Rong Wei saw the guards rushing over with a jade tablet, looking somewhat shocked.

  But when she heard the message that was repeatedly played on the radio, her face changed instantly.

  Damn it!

  Are those guys crazy?

  She was deeply aware of the strength and terror of the Golden Crow City Lord, whose elite troops surpassed any team in the Tian Shui realm. She recalled the scene where those cultivators bowed deeply to Zuo Mo when they took their leave, and if the Golden Crow City Lord were to shout out an order at this moment, she couldn't help but shiver involuntarily.

  That's too terrifying...

  Master is not here again, what's good about this!

  Rong Wei was like an ant on a hot pot, anxiously circling around. Just then, a paper crane flew in from the horizon, Rong Wei beckoned with her hand, and the paper crane landed in her palm. After reading it, her face changed greatly.

  Mingyue City, Tiansheng Pavilion.

  "These little mountain border guys, they're so restless as soon as they arrive. Are they going to run amok and bully us in the future?" A middle-aged cultivator's face was as calm as water. He was Yan Yang, the leader of Muxu Gate, the largest power in Ming Water City.

  "It's to let them know whose territory this is." Another pale-faced cultivator said calmly, dressed in a golden long robe with dazzling light and majestic aura, he was the leader of Yunshen Gate, He Qiu.

  Mù Jiàn Mén and Yún Shén Mén are the two largest sects in Míng Shuǐ Chéng. As the most prosperous city in Tiān Shuǐ Jiè, Míng Shuǐ Chéng has four of the top ten rankings. Except for Bǎi Huā Méng which was destroyed by Zuǒ Mò, Mù Jiàn Mén ranks fifth, Yún Shén Mén ranks seventh, and Xuán Shuǐ Mén is tenth.

  The other masters present all nodded in agreement.

  Jin Wucheng's surprise attack on the Hundred Flowers Alliance touched a sensitive nerve for many people. The Wooden Sword Sect and the Cloud God Sect both had marital ties with the Hundred Flowers Alliance. Zuo Mo's speed was too fast, before other sects could react, he had already destroyed the Hundred Flowers Alliance. If time had been dragged out slightly longer, things would not have gone so smoothly.

  "Hmph, Xuan Shui Men doesn't want to get involved in this matter either. Fine, one less person to share the spoils of war." Yan Yang's expression was cold and stern.

  The faces of the other sect leaders showed joy, in their view, with the Wooden Sword Sect and the Cloud God Sect leading the way, even if the Golden Crow City Master was powerful, he couldn't stir up much trouble. They had also long heard that the Golden Crow City Master was extremely wealthy, and the five huge slave ships were filled with all sorts of magical treasures and rare materials, a true treasure ship.

  Not to mention the enormous wealth of the Hundred Flowers Alliance, how can one not be tempted?

  Many sects are envious of the Hundred Flowers Alliance's cultivation method for the Spirit Flower. If they could obtain the Spirit Planting Method, it would be an additional stable source of wealth.

  So the two major sects summoned, and many small factions responded.

  "Wu Hou Fu Shang..." The head of a small sect muttered.

  He Qi's expression remained unchanged: "It doesn't matter, I've already informed them. I believe they can also see the situation clearly."

  "Everyone go back and prepare, let's set the time for tomorrow at noon." Yan Yang said.

  The various leaders stood up one after another and returned to make preparations.

  After everyone left, only Yan Yang and He Qiu were left in the Tian Xian Pavilion.

  He Qiuyue asked: "Tomorrow, how many people are you planning to bring?"

  "I've heard that the Lord of Golden Crow City has two elite troops under his command. I'd like to try them out and see how they compare to our Wooden Sword Camp." Yan Yang said proudly. The Wooden Sword Camp was the most elite troop of the Wooden Sword Sect, renowned throughout the Tian Shui realm.

  He Qi stroked his palm and laughed: "I also have this intention. Why don't you and I each take one branch to see who wins?"

  The Flying Cloud Camp in the Yunshen Gate is also one of the most elite forces in the Tian Shui Realm.

  "If both of us win, what then?" Yan Yang glanced at He Qiu.

  "The one who takes the lead wins." He Qiuxiao smiled: "The flower slave cultivation technique of the Hundred Flowers Alliance is said to have originated from the Thousand Year War, why not use it as a bet? However, since the master of Golden Crow City doesn't have golden elixir, if we take out the golden elixir to suppress others, winning would be unchivalrous. Neither you nor I can bring golden elixir, how about that, Master Yan?"

  "Excellent!"

  The two locked eyes, sparks flying, neither backing down.

  The atmosphere in Ming Shui City suddenly became tense, the number of cultivators flying in the sky decreased sharply, and many shops that received the news closed their doors one after another.

  Three Tianlingzi stared at the large piece of thunder sound walnut floating in front of Zuo Mo, feeling bitter in their mouths. They had kicked an iron plate this time. The other party's origin was mysterious and unpredictable, and the actual strength in his hands was far deeper than they had imagined.

  They were bitterly disappointed.

  What brings a big shot like you to this poor mountainous place of Tian Shui Jing?

  Are you going to give us a way out?

  Suddenly, a paper crane flew into Tianlingzi's hands. After reading it, the gloom on his face dissipated, and he burst out laughing.

  The other two looked at Tianlingzi with an unpleasant expression. They couldn't figure out what could make Tianlingzi so happy in such a terrible situation?

  Tianlingzi handed the paper crane in his hand to the two of them, and smiled triumphantly: "Mu Jianmen Yan Yangzhangmen and Yunshenmen He Qiuzhangmen, tomorrow lead the troops of various sects to take this little one's life!"

  Both of them looked delighted after finishing watching.

  "Haha, we indeed had foresight!"

  "As long as we can hold off the Lord of Golden Crow City, our names will naturally be in the merit book!"

  The three of them exchanged a glance and burst out laughing together.

  They are completely unaware, danger is approaching them!