Yun Liu turned around in surprise, but could no longer see the scholar lost in his own world.
He could only store away the unexpected gain with care.
This concerned a Legendary Questline clue fragment—a top-tier NPC that appears randomly across the map wasn’t something you could run into every day, not even if you searched on purpose.
“Extreme Destiny—Heaven truly helps me.”
Yun Liu smiled slightly, looking at his own hands, and understood something.
Heavenly Fate really was interesting.
He had just casually walked backward, yet ended up knocking Xiao Xinran unconscious and counter-killing a Qi Luck Maiden?
In truth, it wasn’t just one, but two!
Since things were like this, it would be too wasteful not to make full use of it.
At least within the East Pole Province, he was now an invincible existence.
The master and disciple were cunning and meticulous, returning with a full haul, sweeping through the Golden Crow’s snack street.
Yun Liu had cleared the Tinglin County map before going down the mountain, frequently rummaging through others’ houses, turning over boxes and cabinets, fiddling with trash bins for no reason, and not missing a single useful item.
In Youyou’s eyes, this leader was a bit insane.
Anyone brought out by Chief Yun Sanguang was naturally a little money-grubber and a devout believer.
If this went on, the Fallen Mysterious Woman would give up on saving the world and focus on inheriting her father’s profession!
“Shiyu originally wanted to invite you to visit the Gaotian Star Domain during the holidays, and refill the wallet along the way, but now it seems unnecessary.”
Ao Tian landed on Yun Liu’s shoulder, humming softly.
Like a mother hen watching her well-raised daughter find a good home, she felt deeply gratified.
Yun Liu rolled his eyes.
Now, asking him to go to Star Isle—a map full of question mark-level bosses—was just sending him to his doom, wasn’t it?
“What do you mean.”
“Nothing.”
Aotian Daren was filled with pride, the wretched smile impossible to describe.
At first, she thought it would take a mother-daughter combo to capture this brat, but now the situation looked promising—among the Three Giants, the yellow hair was far in the lead!
From now on, no matter who else got involved, Shiyu was always the first—her position as main wife was unshakable, so there was no rush to invite Empress Ji out.
Formless Posture and Heavenly Dao Alchemy Master—why worry about great undertakings failing?
“There’s something I need your help with.”
While Ao Tian fantasized about a Skyfall Opening followed by a Dream Link, Yun Liu was also busy, letting Ji Shiyu scurry around and quietly ordering the little yellow chicken to work.
This was his real purpose—he couldn’t let the Feng Gaotian Clan freeload his Fortune.
“Really, still so formal with me. Speak up.”
Silly Crow threw a flirtatious glance, eyes full of emotion.
“Be wary of Jing Rui. I’m about to make a move.”
Ao Tian froze, thinking she’d misheard.
“What? Are you kidding me? You’re planning to target a Zhu Sacred Royalty on this ship—are you insane?!”
“Absolutely serious.”
“Ugh, what are you trying to do?”
Ao Tian looked at Yun Liu.
His calm expression showed no sign of joking, and she panicked.
Not to mention the number of Black Crow Guards on the Golden Crow—a hundred Body Refining cultivators could force a Foundation Establishment Cultivator to retreat, and there were still powerful Offerings nearby.
Even if you succeeded by luck, how would you clean up afterward?
The Shanhai Pavilion would take down the Black Crow Captain, then the Golden Crow would land at Yudu—delivering the criminal and evidence together, right?
Yun Liu narrowed his eyes.
The issue wasn’t him, but when the other side would lose control.
To be precise, it was about the moment they would “fight back.”
“If nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected will happen soon.”
“This is too sudden. At least give me some preparation time. What did she do to offend you?”
“She didn’t offend me—she even wanted to give me benefits—but I’m afraid I’ll offend her!”
Ao Tian flapped her wings and rose, breaking out in a cold sweat.
She just wanted to roll in bed with you—did you have to turn hostile on the spot?
She had said she’d unconditionally support her daughter’s “stepfather,” but never agreed to help him rebel!
“Don’t worry, your job is simple—just protect Jing Tan’er. You don’t need to bother with anything else.”
Ao Tian hesitated.
“That’s not a problem, unless a Nascent Soul Cultivator shows up, no one’s getting past me. But are you sure about this? Interfering with mortal affairs comes with serious consequences—do you still want to be East Extreme Pavilion Master?”
“What if the other side picks the fight first?”
Yun Liu smiled.
“You mean…Jing Rui wants Jing Tan’er dead? No, could there be unrest in Yudu? But how would you know?”
Yellow Chicken’s eyes spun, thinking deeply.
The more she thought about it, the more terrifying this “business trip” seemed.
The Zhu Sacred King had no sons, his young children had died of illness one after another, so he doted most on his eldest daughter.
Luckily, he was in his prime and strong from years of body cultivation.
If, unfortunately, an accident occurred, the first heir would be Jing Tan’er.
Then it would be…
“What she wants isn’t just Jing Yan’s death.”
Yun Liu shook his head in silence.
He knew too much.
Dark currents stirred beneath the Royal Capital—Demon Sect spies were everywhere.
He had only “awakened” less than a year ago, but Jing Rui had been planning for this day far longer.
According to the original plan, Yun Liu hoped the Outer Sect Triumvirate would be late to the plot, catch the next Golden Crow to Yudu, and avoid the danger.
But since Jing Tan’er had arrived on schedule, she had walked right into the net.
When he saw the cold light in Jing Rui’s eyes earlier, he knew she was preparing to strike ahead of time.
Rather than sit and wait, why not counterattack?
While Ao Tian was deep in her brainstorming, ten Black Armor Guards suddenly came down to the deck, and the surrounding passengers quickly stepped aside.
The Squad Leader soon found the target, came before the white-robed youth, clasped his fists, and spoke a fateful line.
“Madam orders it. Please, Mr. Yun and companions, come to the top pavilion for a feast and enjoy the Golden Crow Flame Dance!”
People on both sides whispered in curiosity, wondering what status the young man held to be invited by the famous Black Crow Captain.
It really had begun…
“Not going.”
Yun Liu glanced at Yellow Chicken, as if hinting at something, and refused coolly.
“Sir, please don’t make things difficult for us. If we can’t invite you, Madam’s wrath will be more than we can bear!”
The Squad Leader gritted his teeth, signaled, and the other guards surrounded them, attitude firm.
At that moment, a red-clad girl suddenly appeared out of nowhere, sensing the danger.
Her long sword was unsheathed in a flash, shielding the youth.
“The Master of Jueyun Peak is here—who dares act rashly!”
Xiao Xinran cried out, her Qi Sea releasing blazing spiritual energy, standing like a true Shanhai Pavilion gatekeeper.
The surrounding passengers gasped again.
The girl in the Crimson Clouds Sword Robe was young and beautiful, yet already had Foundation Establishment cultivation—worthy of a Divine Radiance Disciple.
Yun Liu was stunned for a moment.
So someone had been following behind them all this time?
The Black Armor Guards frowned and stepped back, ordering their men to sheathe their weapons, and bowed again.
“Miss, you misunderstand. We would never disrespect Mr. Yun. Madam’s intentions are kind—please reconsider.”
“All right, I’ll go. Put the sword away.”
Yun Liu smiled, patting Xiao Xinran on the shoulder.
His sudden change in attitude left even the Black Armor Guards dumbfounded.
A reasonable sir was always best.
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