“Oh my, what wonderful fate this is!”

The loose robes billowed with wind throughout the entire descent, and the various flowers embroidered on the robes suddenly bloomed in the wind, carrying a kind of gaudy beauty.

Ru, Young Master Ruhua!

In that instant, she felt her mind buzzing, nearly veering off course and plunging headfirst into the sea.

The entire Sky Sea stretched endlessly without visible boundaries, and countless small islands were vaguely visible in the distance.

Perhaps on some island, her opponents for this stage awaited…

But among so many islands, why did Young Master Ruhua have to land beside her?

Almost the moment she saw Young Master Ruhua, Jian Chou had already reached out without hesitation, pulling a black shadow mixed with crimson from her brow. The ghost axe was immediately gripped tightly in her hand!

“Mm… how unfriendly…”

Seeing Jian Chou directly draw her axe against him, Young Master Ruhua’s form flashed as he landed directly on the ground. Looking at Jian Chou, who had also landed not far in front of him, he spoke in a tone of heartbroken anguish.

The sea island was lush and verdant, but their location happened to be a completely open clearing without any cover.

Jian Chou frowned, holding her axe horizontally in front of her, and simply said: “We’re not familiar with each other.”

Not familiar…

It was the first time someone had spoken to him so rudely.

But he liked it!

This completely different feeling!

Young Master Ruhua smiled until his eyes narrowed: “Yes, Fellow Daoist Jian Chou is right. But there’s a saying—’without fighting, there’s no friendship.’ Since we’re not familiar—”

Swish!

As he drew out the pronunciation of “not familiar,” an elegant hand had already extended directly from his wide sleeve, with a blood-red azalea budding!

“How about we have a fight!”

Lazy eyes carried the weariness of someone not fully awake, but the words he spoke made Jian Chou’s scalp tingle!

Starting a fight at the slightest disagreement, euphemistically calling it “getting to know each other”—this bad habit was even more Yashan than Yashan itself!

You’ve joined the wrong sect!

Jian Chou was speechless inside, gripping her ghost axe tighter as its exaggerated curves immediately revealed their menacing nature!

Seeing the azalea’s petals beginning to slowly unfold, she thought for a moment. Just as Young Master Ruhua was about to strike, she decisively spoke: “Must we fight?”

“What else?”

The flower in his hand was about to be thrown.

Young Master Ruhua raised his eyebrows, seemingly not expecting Jian Chou to say such a thing.

Hmm, a little different from what he had imagined.

He had originally thought this “prey” would love fighting—could he have been wrong?

Jian Chou didn’t know what he was thinking and simply smiled slightly: “Now that you and I have just entered the Sky Sea, looking in all directions we see only vastness, without even a glimpse of the black dragon’s shadow. Why fight at this moment? Though Young Master Ruhua is a Golden Core expert, Jian Chou might not lack the power to battle. If we both end up injured, wouldn’t that benefit others?”

…That made sense.

Young Master Ruhua’s gaze at Jian Chou became increasingly intriguing.

Jian Chou continued: “Moreover, this so-called Sky Sea Dragon Hunt has no specific rules. There’s only one black dragon total, and it’s Elder Fudao’s handiwork. Should the dragon sinew be cut up and divided? Therefore, this Sky Sea Dragon Hunt must have traps.”

Outside, having just cleaned the mud from his hands, Fudao Shanren had picked up his chicken leg when he heard Jian Chou’s unhurried speech from within the Sky Sea above…

He widened his eyes: “That little girl, upon seeing this neither-human-nor-ghost fellow, throws her master to the back of her mind and even dares to speak ill of me!”

This could hardly be called speaking ill.

Hengxu Zhenren looked up at the sea above. Though those within the sea knew nothing of the outside world, they could see everything happening inside clearly.

Jian Chou…

What did her existence mean for Yashan?

As soon as Zhao Zhuo returned, Qu Zhengfeng had directly disappeared from Kunwu, reportedly going into “closed-door cultivation.”

Coincidence?

Layer upon layer of scenes, layer upon layer of sounds, all appeared.

Hengxu Zhenren recalled what Zhao Zhuo had said several hours ago in the Hall of All Heavens: “Qingfeng Nunnery’s hidden realm is severely damaged, and this disciple could not find a way in. However… outside the hidden realm’s gate, I discovered some strange things…”

When speaking, Zhao Zhuo’s expression carried some uncertainty.

He looked at Hengxu, hesitated for a long time, then reopened his mouth: “It seems someone tampered with the hidden realm’s entrance, but the methods were sophisticated. This disciple only knows it was an array formation with three array foundations destroyed. Master, this matter might…”

The rest of Zhao Zhuo’s words he dared not say.

The implications were too great.

Before and after exploring Qingfeng Nunnery’s hidden realm, only a few people were involved. After Fudao Shanren rescued Xu Lan’er and others from the hidden realm, only Xie Buchen and Qu Zhengfeng had gone together—no one else.

Qu Zhengfeng’s cultivation surpassed Zhao Zhuo’s. If Zhao Zhuo could discover it, he definitely could too.

Yet until Zhao Zhuo went, this “tampering” remained…

There was almost only one possibility.

Thinking of this, Hengxu Zhenren’s heart suddenly filled with gloom, like the Sky Sea floating above Kunwu’s firmament…

Three hundred years of Nascent Soul stage, suddenly entering closed-door cultivation…

Those who failed would die and their dao would dissipate; those who succeeded…

Might bring a storm of blood and carnage.

Hengxu finally said faintly: “Let’s see what your proud disciple has to say.”

On the Sky Sea island, Young Master Ruhua had been silent for a while.

He looked at Jian Chou, couldn’t help but pace around her: “According to your words, the Sky Sea is so dangerous—what are your plans?”

“Without rules, it’s chaotic times. In chaotic times, whoever seizes the initiative becomes the rules. Everything about the Central Domain’s Zuosanqian Small Gathering is fine, except for one addition…”

Jian Chou smiled. When she saw Young Master Ruhua hadn’t attacked, she knew she was probably safe.

Hearing this, Young Master Ruhua crushed the withered azalea in his hand, thinking of Zhou Chengjiang’s earlier defeat and that Northern Domain’s Tang Buye…

“It’s just a minor cultivator from the Northern Domain, why do you—”

He stopped abruptly!

Something was wrong!

In that instant, a flash of lightning struck Young Master Ruhua’s mind!

There is one person stronger than you and me, and Tang Buye will eventually encounter her…

Could it be…

“You…”