Minghe said, "What's so strange about that? It's like some people eat with chopsticks and others with knives and forks. You get used to it."
The four dismounted from the water python. Minghe directly channeled his power and shouted, "Minghe has arrived, why not greet me warmly!"
An echo replied, "Welcome! ............"
In a moment, two pure white-robed women flew down with straight swords, descending like angels. "Who dares to make such a commotion here?"
"Is it you?"
Minghe produced a paper fan from nowhere and flicked it open with a flourish, looking every bit the dashing young master. "Two beauties, we meet again."
Without a word, Ju Hong thrust her sword at Minghe's paper fan, but it didn't even leave a scratch.
This paper fan was actually an unparalleled divine artifact, impervious to blades and spears!
Minghe swatted left and right, repelling Ju Hong's sharp sword. "Yo, Sister Ju Hong, your cultivation has improved in just a few days."
Qing Zi said, "Young Master Ming, what brings you here again? You are not welcome here."
Minghe's eyes lit up, for the beauty before him was no less than Bai Liuli's; she was a true beauty.
Minghe smiled faintly at her. "Aren't I missing you, Qingqing?"
Qing Zi's pretty face flushed. "Shameless scoundrel."
Ju Hong was furious. He dared to flirt with her sister in front of her and not her. Ugh...
"You rogue, prepare to be struck!"
Seeing that she was serious, Minghe quickly said, "Old Fan, save me!"
Fan Wuqi quickly stepped in front of Minghe. "Wait, don't, don't lay a hand on him. It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. I, your humble servant, apologize to the two fairy maidens."
Ju Hong stopped abruptly and looked directly at Fan Wuqi. Ming Zhi Tian was somewhat surprised. These two women, like Fan Wuqi, were all at the third level of the Shen Luo realm. He hadn't expected that even the maidservants in the Misty Pavilion were powerful beings.
Fan Wuqi bowed respectfully. "My apologies, my apologies. This is Minghe, the second prince of our Suo Hai Wu Ge."
With his status elevated, Minghe became extremely arrogant. "This prince has graced you with my presence. Qingqing, how can you be so reluctant?"
"You're asking for a beating!" Qing Zi's eyes blazed with anger.
Just then, a voice like rippling water came from the core of the Misty Pavilion. "Ju Hong! Qing Zi! Come quickly! Grandma is not well!..."
"What?!" Upon hearing this, Ju Hong and Qing Zi dropped everything and rushed inside.
A woman in flowing robes held an elderly person in her arms. Bi Lan said, "Grandma, how are you feeling? Do you want us to extend your life?"
Ju Hong and Qing Zi also rushed over, speaking in unison, "We'll go and invite the Pavilion Master immediately."
Grandma coughed twice and shook her head. "This old body of mine is useless. I've lived long enough and don't need to trouble the young lady. I wish to go with the flow of fate... *cough cough*..."
Meanwhile, at the Divine Emperor Sacred Land Sect, the one-armed Gu Zhenyang appeared. Emperor Piao Yan sneered, "The Suo Hai Wu Ge has issued a 'no-mercy' order for you. You still haven't fled, and you dare to show your face?"
Gu Zhenyang snorted coldly. "If I'm going to die, I'll take someone down with me. Piao Yan, I don't care about the 'Shu Jian Lu' anymore. I'm only doing this for my pride."
Emperor Piao Yan raised his eyes slightly. "Why should I help you and offend the entire Suo Hai Wu Ge?"
Gu Zhenyang threw him a storage bag. "This is all my fortune. Eight hundred years of cultivation techniques, rare inheritances, and all my loyal followers and old forces, all yours."
Emperor Piao Yan was satisfied. This undoubtedly consolidated his position. "What do you want me to do?"
Gu Zhenyang smiled sinisterly. "I know you have connections with the sworn enemy of the North Sea's Suo Hai Wu Ge. I want you to spread the word that Ming Ya's son has returned. When that happens, Ming Zhi Tian will be utterly destroyed."