Chapter 464: Chapter 45 Ignite!_1
The sky was growing dark.
Inside Yanqiao Pass.
The House of Prince Gaoâs separate yard.
Li Xiangyun sat cross-legged on a jade-coloured futon, her face a little pale.
Wang Ba and Zhao Feng stood on the steps in front of her, their faces respectful.
âI understand your intentions, but thereâs no need for you to fight on the battlelines right now. Just stay in the house and focus on your cultivation.â
Despite the dire situation, Li Xiangyunâs attitude towards Wang Ba and Zhao Feng remained gentle and friendly.
At the same time, she also displayed great determination and confidence.
âUnderstood, uncle master.â
Wang Ba replied respectfully.
After the recent battle, his perception of Princess Gao had fundamentally changed.
Previously, he thought of her as only a beauty serving Prince Gao, although he respected her cultivation base, he did not show her much respect as a person.
However, the latest battle had revealed that Li Xiangyun was not the vase-like character he had thought her to be, but rather a competent individual.
No wonder Prince Gao had entrusted her alone with the defense of Yan Stateâs gates.
This was not only indicative of his belief in her loyalty, but also a recognition of her abilities and skills.
Both of them didnât dare to waste Li Xiangyunâs time, as the yard outside the residence was already filled with a variety of cultivators. The fact that Li Xiangyun took out time to meet the two of them was clear evidence of her regard for them.
Outside the yard, Wang Ba saw Yan Qing from Huifeng Valley, along with another familiar face.
âBrother Wen?â
In the crowd stood a cultivator with a face as sharp as if it were cut by a knife, his arms folded across his chest. His blue robe subtly embroidered with the insignia of the Danlong School.
âShen! I didnât expect to run into you here!â
Wen Yong also wore a surprised expression.
âI didnât expect to see you either, I had thought that youâŠâ
Wang Ba was equally surprised and pleased.
Previously at Yongâan City, he had lost contact with Wen Yong.
He thought that Wen Yong had probably been affected by the three major sectsâ attack on Zhenling Palace and died.
Only then had he decided to cooperate with Huifeng Valley and transferred the sales rights of the spirit chicken essence to them.
Unexpectedly, Wen Yong was still alive.
âBrother Wen, youâreâŠâ
Wang Ba pointed at the Danlong School insignia on Wen Yongâs sleeve in confusion.
Wen Yong wore a bitter smile, âIâm ashamed to say that I went to the northwest of Yan State to expand my market, but I was targeted by the Xuli Sect. After a fierce battle, I managed to escape to Danlong School. I wanted to rush back to Yongâan City, but by that time, the three major sects had attacked Zhenling Palace. In order to prevent any leaks, I was banned from leaving Danlong School.â
âWhen Sect Master Zhang returned, given the huge losses suffered by Danlong School, I was invited to join them.â
âNow, Iâve just been assigned to take care of the shop matters here at Yanqiao Pass.â
Understanding dawned on Wang Baâs face.
In the battle with Zhenling palace, Danlong School, besides Zhenling Palace, was undoubtedly the biggest loser.
Although they did gain some spirit mines and resources.
But originally a sect with Five Golden Core elders, by the end of the war, its sect master had lost his life, and out of the five Golden Core elders, only Zhang Jin remained.
If it werenât for the fact that Danlong School still had a foundation and Zhang Jinâs power was no less than that of Lin Boyue and Zhu Rong, Danlong School might have long since been expelled.
Even so, Danlong School was having a hard time these days, it was practically unheard of in Yan State, and had hardly any presence.
âI noticed that Huifeng Valley was selling spirit chicken essence, and I was worried about youâŠâ
After examining Wang Ba more closely, Wen Yong smiled and shook his head.
Wang Ba was at a loss for words. The two had been enjoying a nice cooperation these years, but due to an unfortunate turn of events, they could not continue to work together.
After all, he had already transferred the rights to sell spirit chicken essence to Huifeng Valley, and he had also made an oath not to go against it for a certain period. So, naturally, he felt a bit guilty.
So, he got a thought and handed Wen Yong a token.
âCurrently, Incense Fire Dao is rampaging outside the city gates. If you run into any dangers while Iâm still in the city, you can present this token to find me.â
He also told Wen Yong the location of Tang Jiâs house.
Wen Yong didnât bear much importance to this, if there was any danger, how much help can Wang Ba be as a foundation establishment competitor?
But he felt relieved that Wang Ba still cared about their friendship.
âThanks, Brother Shen!â
But now was not the time for chit-chat. Wen Yong came here to meet Li Xiangyun because he had a mission. Wang Ba, realising this, took his leave.
As Wang Ba left, the smile gradually faded from Wen Yongâs face, leaving a regretful expression:
âItâs all about time and fateâŠâ
He had hoped that he could gather resources for core formation through Shen, but he had missed the opportunity, after all.
Shaking his head in frustration, he quickly adjusted his mood and joined the queue. However, as a representative of one of the three major local sects of Yan State, he soon received an audience with Princess Gao.
But just when he was about to enter the yard, he saw Yan Qing from Huifeng Valley coming out of the yard with a joyous face.
âMaster YanâŠâ
Wen Yong quickly regained his composure and greeted Yan Qing.
Upon seeing Wen Yong, Yan Qing was surprised by the change in his attire, a flash of surprise appeared in his eyes, but he also didnât look down on him because he was a competitor at the foundation establishment stage and nodded slightly:
âMm, how is Sect Master Zhang doing now?â
âSect Master is very good, thank you, Master Yan, for your concern.â
Wen Yong answered humbly.
Yan Qing nodded, âThatâs good. Now our two sects are one, if anything happens, feel free to come to me.â
Unsure of what crossed his mind, he subconsciously touched his waist, a glint of chill flickering in his eyes.
Although Wen Yong didnât understand what he meant, he quickly nodded.