If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 220 Barracks
Risheng City, Tianxu Tower.

After listening to the spy's report, Shen Ziqing waved his hand.

The masked spy, dressed in black, quickly disappeared into the shadows.

Shen Ziqing frowned slightly and muttered to himself, "He actually went straight to Master, which means he knows the true situation of Tianxu Tower. He actually condoned such behavior. Is there really something wrong with Emperor Yu?"

Shen Ziqing supported his chin with his right hand and tapped the armrest of the chair lightly with his left index finger.

The past eight years had indeed allowed Tianxu Tower to accumulate some strength, but it was still far from enough. And now the turmoil within Dayu had brought to the fore Shen Ziqing's greatest concern.

Shen Ziqing was unwilling to believe that Dayu would really cause such a problem, but Shen Ziqing also knew that Dayu was not that kind of silly character. Perhaps the current turmoil was also a test for Tianxu Tower.

"Spring hunting...?"

Shen Ziqing's squinting eyes opened slightly, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Looks like I have to go out and travel again."

In Luoyang Town, after finishing her official business, Cheng Yuejie confidently came to the wooden house where Li Yanmo usually lived.

"Sister Jianxin, Sister Moer, long time no see."

"..."

"Hey--Sister Cheng, why are you here?"

Jian Xin nodded in response, while Zhuge Moer waved energetically.

Cheng Yuejie had visited Li Yanmo quite often over the past eight years, so she was already used to Jian Xin's cold personality. Therefore, she wasn't angry. "It's like this. Sect Leader Li asked me to take care of you before he left, so I'll be moving here during this time."

Zhuge Moer's eyes twitched. "Really? Welcome, welcome—but Sister Cheng, what should we do about the Qingshan Sect's official business?"

"It's okay, I've already taken care of it!"

Zhuge Moer and Jian Xin exchanged a glance without leaving a trace.

……

Leng Ningshuang's carriage looked slow, but it was countless times faster than a flying boat. Before it got dark, Li Yanmo had already arrived at the legendary Baidi City.

The towering city walls soar into the sky, resembling the Wall of Heaven. Auspicious clouds linger above the equally massive city gate, reminiscent of the South Gate of Heaven in folk tales.

Li Yanmo sighed repeatedly, while Leng Ningshuang yawned repeatedly.

After entering Baidi City, the carriage no longer used the space magic, but moved forward slowly on the road.

There were restrictions on the carriage, and people outside could not see what was going on inside, so Li Yanmo was not worried about attracting other people's attention and carefully observed Baidi City.

As the center of the Dayu Dynasty, its prosperity is naturally not comparable to that of Jingzhou and Qianzhou. However, what Li Yanmo did not expect was that the people in Baidi City are almost all mortals, and not even one with cultivation can be seen.

"I say, is there going to be a scene where your carriage almost hits someone?"

Leng Ningshuang rolled her eyes and said, "I'm just bored because I'm full."

Soon, the carriage arrived at a barracks.

The carriage itself did not activate the sound-isolating restriction, so Li Yanmo could clearly hear the training sounds coming from the barracks.

Li Yanmo subconsciously looked at Leng Ningshuang, but Leng Ningshuang waved his hand lazily.

The carriage did not stop, but went straight to the main gate of the barracks. Of course, this action naturally attracted the attention of the barracks guards.

With a sharp whistle, the sound of drills stopped in an instant, replaced by the sound of neat footsteps. Soldiers with finger weapons walked out in a square formation. The undisguised murderous aura made Li Yanmo's scalp numb, and he looked at Leng Ningshuang again.

"Aren't you the one we want to meet?"

"Yes, the man is here." "But how do we get in? Do you need to show your face?"

Leng Ningshuang rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Please, I'm a delicate young lady. This scene would scare me to death! You are my counselor. If you can't even handle this, you can only be a lackey."

Because neither Li Yanmo nor Leng Ningshuang came out, the general leading the soldiers frowned and shouted angrily, "This is a barracks! No outsiders are allowed to trespass! I give you ten breaths to leave this place, otherwise don't blame me for being merciless!"

This general has the cultivation level of Nascent Soul.

Of course, it is impossible for a Yuanying stage cultivator to break the carriage used by the eldest daughter of the Leng family, but not being able to break it is one thing, and being able to do something about it is another.

Li Yanmo also knew the meaning of this, but Leng Ningshuang looked weak, and it was obvious that she just wanted to watch the show.

Li Yanmo didn't know what Leng Ningshuang was up to, but the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. He had no choice but to get out of the car and bow, "Excuse me, everyone, I-"

Before Li Yanmo finished speaking, he heard a series of crackling sounds of weapons falling to the ground. The generals and soldiers who were so fierce just now also bowed and bent over, and the arc of their posture was much lower than Li Yanmo's.

Li Yanmo was a little confused, so he simply pushed down again. However, the generals and soldiers in the barracks reacted even more violently, and they all crawled on the ground with crackling sounds.

At this time, Leng Ningshuang's laughter like a silver bell came from the carriage.

Obviously, Leng Ningshuang knew this would happen.

"Everyone, get up quickly! I can't stand this!"

Li Yanmo wanted to pull up the generals in front of him, but these generals and soldiers seemed to be stuck to the ground and could not be pulled up no matter how hard he tried.

With no other options, Li Yanmo's face darkened. "If you all don't stand up, I'm going to kneel down."

As soon as these words were spoken, the generals and soldiers who were crawling on the ground immediately jumped up and began to persuade them.

"Mr. Li, you absolutely cannot do this!"

"We can't bear it!"

Li Yanmo felt his head swelling. "I'm here to see someone. Could you please give me some space?"

"Convenient, of course convenient!"

The generals and soldiers who had just acted as if no one was allowed to enter the military stronghold quickly made way.

Leng Ningshuang didn't mind the trouble and lifted the carriage curtain. She held her chin up and waved to Li Yanmo with a smile, "This princess is too weak to get out of the carriage. Please help me lead the horse."

The white horse pulling the carriage came swayingly in front of Li Yanmo, shook its head left and right, and then the reins fell.

"Okay, Miss."

Li Yanmo snorted in annoyance, then led the horse and the carriage to the tent in the center of the barracks.

The soldiers guarding the tent just raised their weapons, but when they saw Li Yanmo, they immediately bowed respectfully, which made Li Yanmo have more questions in his head.

"Please inform me, both of you, and just say..."

Before Li Yan finished speaking, he heard a surprised call from inside the tent.

"master!?"

Li Yanmo was stunned at first. He only had a few disciples, and he could count them one by one. He couldn't remember any of his disciples working in the barracks.

Soon the other party lifted the door curtain and rushed out. Li Yanmo recognized him at a glance and understood why the soldiers and generals of this barracks were so respectful to him.

Xiao Yun, a saint.

(End of this chapter)