Traveling through the fairy world, I monopolize all the luck in the world!

Ling Chi sat at the foot of the waterfall, gazing towards the east with narrowed eyes and a faint smile, "It's been decades since we last met, Gai Nie. Do you have half the charm of your senior brother now?"

He slowly clenched his fist and muttered to himself, "I've always wanted to tell you that without your senior brother, you are actually nothing, and you are not qualified to stand on the same level as me."

Ling Chi's eyes were cold and his murderous intent was shocking.

Suddenly, at this moment.

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the center of the mountain behind Ling Chi, where he was sitting cross-legged, and a tall man emerged from it.

There was a water curtain cave covered by a sleight of hand.

The tall man looked tired and walked out with a sigh.

Ling Chi said calmly, "Senior Brother Yuchen, he still refuses to hand it over?"

This tall man is none other than Sun Yuchen, the son of the Grand Elder of the Xinghe Sword Sect, whose cultivation is at the middle stage of the Heavenly Man Realm.

Sun Yuchen shook his head helplessly, "This person's determination is rare in the world, it's simply terrifying."

Ling Chi sighed, "Brother, thank you for your hard work over the years. It has delayed your cultivation time. Otherwise, your cultivation level would not be inferior to mine."

Sun Yuchen smiled and shook his head, "Your and my families have a close relationship, why bother talking about this."

"Besides, your talent has always been better than mine. Before that person showed up, all the pressure I felt came from you."

Ling Chi nodded.

Although the two were not disciples of the same generation, Ling Chi had always regarded him as his rival.

Because when he was young he was hailed as the star of the sect, with amazing talent and invincible among his peers, so they could only look for imaginary enemies from the previous generation.

But everything changed after that person appeared.

Even two generations of disciples who had once been invincible were defeated by that one person. They were beaten so badly in front of everyone that they could not stand. In the end, they were dragged off the stage and rescued by their fellow disciples, completely humiliated.

Therefore, these two people who shared the same suffering hated that person to the core, including his bloodline.

Ling Chi's eyes were cold and he said calmly, "Brother, that person's bloodline has been found."

Sun Yuchen's tired face suddenly froze, his eyes fixed as he asked, "Where is it?"

"Dongsheng Shenzhou, a small country called Damang."

Sun Yuchen frowned, "So far!"

Ling Chi smiled faintly, "Brother, don't worry. I have made proper arrangements. You and I will see that man's child in the near future."

Sun Yuchen smiled evilly and said, "In that case, we will soon get that thing."

Ling Chi narrowed his eyes, smiled and said nothing.

. . .

at the same time.

At the border of the Great Yan State, sixteen riders galloped across the border and entered the territory of the Great Mang State.

These sixteen riders were all dressed in black and armor, with a solemn and murderous aura and cold eyes.

This is a special and famous army in the territory of Dayan, the Sixteen Riders of Yanyun.

The reason why the sixteen riders are an army is that these sixteen people are all masters of the Free and Easy Realm, and they have created an astonishing feat of killing thirty thousand people with sixteen people in previous wars.

The Great Chu respects etiquette, and the Great Yan values ​​martial arts.

In the martial arts-loving Xia Dynasty, Dayan had more masters than the neighboring countries.

Therefore, with the generous financial support of Qiu Jie, the king of Dayan, this special army composed entirely of masters of the Xiaoyao realm was built.

When the Sixteen Riders of Yanyun appeared, the enemy often fled without a fight.

This time, sixteen people secretly went abroad to carry out a mission to bring back the head of a young boy.

. . .

Fifty thousand miles to the west of the Great Mang, there is a fairy mountain called Yunding Mountain.

The Yunding Mountains cover an area of ​​thousands of miles and are rich in spiritual energy, making them suitable for cultivation.

Among them, the main mountain of Yunding is tall and majestic, with a flat top, standing above the clouds. At first glance, it looks like a giant tripod standing on the clouds.

There is a magnificent palace on the top of Yunding Mountain. Because it stands above the clouds, it is also called Yunding Heavenly Palace.

This is one of the top forces in Dongsheng Shenzhou, where celestial beings are entrenched.

The interior of the Yunding Palace is magnificently decorated, like an imperial palace.

There is actually a huge gilded dragon throne in the deepest part of the hall.

Sitting on it is a tall and majestic man wearing a dragon robe.

The man's eyes were as bright as torches as he stared at a Taoist priest with white eyebrows holding a whisk in the center of the hall.

Taoist Baimei finished his words and concluded, "So, Lord Palace Master, Wang Mang has been frightened by Gai Nie and I'm afraid he no longer has the will to fight against Dongsheng Shenzhou."

The man in the dragon robe was none other than Cao Rong, the Palace Master of Yunding Palace.

Taoist Baimei is a master in the realm of creation, and is also the candidate to be sent back to the Great Mang as the new national teacher.

He had returned to the palace specifically to report on the internal situation of the Great Mang.

Cao Rong scoffed softly, "Now that things have come to this, it doesn't matter whether you have the will to fight or not."

"Haha, since you've lost your fighting spirit, then just be a puppet."

At this moment, a sharp and piercing sound suddenly rang out in the palace.

A cloud of black smoke suddenly gathered in the palace, and a figure in a black cloak suddenly appeared.

The black shadow floated in the air, with a huge cloak covering its entire body. Black air was swirling inside the cloak, and a pair of green eyes stood upright in the darkness, looking extremely strange, like the eyes of a ghost.

When Taoist Baimei saw the man in the black cloak appear, he immediately waved his whisk and bowed, "Greetings, Deputy Palace Master."

Cao Rong narrowed his eyes and looked at the black cloak, and said with a faint smile, "Brother Gui Li, what's your plan?"

The cloaked man named Gui Li let out a chuckle, "Brother Cao, have you forgotten that I once came from the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Miao territory in the Southern Continent?"

Cao Rong chuckled, "Oh, Brother Gui Li is also good at bewitching techniques?"

Gui Li's cloak fluttered as he let out a sharp, piercing laugh, "Hehehe, I understand a little, I understand a little."

As he spoke, a crystal-clear white pill suddenly floated out from his cloak.

The white pill floated into the hands of Taoist Baimei.

Taoist Baimei asked, "Brother Gui Li, what is this?"

"This elixir was specially made by me for Wang Mang. It can restore some of his cultivation."

"Hehehe, but there's a tiny, invisible psychic insect hidden in the elixir. It will enter his soul, gradually eroding his spirit and controlling his thoughts."

"The future Wang Mang will be a puppet. This will make it easier for us at Yunding Palace to act, won't it?"

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Gui Li once again burst into wild, sharp and unpleasant laughter.

Taoist Baimei suddenly realized and solemnly put the white pill into his sleeve.

He saluted again and said, "Two Palace Masters, do I have any special instructions for you when I return this time?"

Gui Li smiled sinisterly without saying a word.

Cao Rong smiled faintly, "First, eliminate all those who may prevent the Great Mang from becoming the hegemon in the future."

"Second, the Fire Dragon's luck must be destroyed."

Taoist Baimei nodded solemnly, "So, I understand."

Cao Rong waved his hand calmly, "Go down."

Then, Taoist Baimei turned into a streak of light and disappeared in the palace.

Cao Rong looked at Gui Li again and said with a faint smile, "Brother Gui Li, when are you going to implement your plan?"

Gui Li's cloak fluttered as he chuckled sinisterly, "Don't worry, Brother Cao. The plan is being quietly implemented on a small scale."

"But now is a peaceful and prosperous time, so it's not appropriate to act ostentatiously."

"After the White-browed Old Man has taken control of the Damang Imperial Palace, let Wang Mang order a large-scale war."

"After all, in times of war, no one would pay attention to what happens in the martial arts world, hehe."

Cao Rong's eyes lit up and he started laughing too.

He looked at Gui Li with a bold smile, "Having Brother Gui Li helping me with my big undertaking is like adding wings to a tiger, haha."

Gui Li's sinister and shrill laughter became increasingly sharper.

. . .