Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Ye Tianhua sighed after hearing this.

She had never thought about Zhou Yiqiao's strength, but now that the arrow was on the string, it was too late to worry about anything.

"My dear grandson, you don't have to say anything. Grandma has already considered this matter."

Ye Tianhua looked at his granddaughter Ye Lingyin and comforted him with a kind smile in his eyes.

"The Netherworld Sect occupies the four kingdoms in the north and is the only dominant sect in Yanzhou that can compete with the Chu Kingdom."

"Since our Ye family has allowed the Holy Maiden of the Netherworld to approach the clan's territory, it means that we have broken the relationship with the Phoenix Academy. Now we can only go to the dark side. No matter what the outcome, we must fight to the end!"

Ye Lingyin looked at Ye Tianhua in front of her, opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

"Ling Yin, don't worry. Grandma has already reached a private deal with the Saint and purchased a third-level spiritual vein in the realm of Netherworld Sect."

"Even if our Ye family loses to Phoenix Academy, we can still flee to the north to avoid the goods."

"What's more, you have only seen Zhou Yiqiao's strength, but you have never seen the methods of the Netherworld Saint."

Ye Tianhua noticed his granddaughter's worry and patted her shoulder gently.

No matter how Ye Lingyin was, she was just an inexperienced girl. She was slightly relieved to hear that Ye Tianhua had made many preparations.

"Okay, you go down first and remember to practice well. Grandma will eventually hand over this huge Ye family and the Ye family members to you in the future."

Ye Tianhua patted the back of Ye Lingyin's hand and said softly.

Ye Lingyin responded obediently, turned and left.

Ye Tianhua stood there, watching Ye Lingyin disappear into the handover, and let out a long sigh.

Perhaps before today, she had no doubts about those words to appease Ye Lingyin.

But after seeing the tip of the iceberg revealed by Zhou Yiqiao today, Ye Tianhua couldn't help but doubt whether the Netherworld Sect could resist the behemoth of Chu State.

"Zizheng."

Ye Tianhua called softly, and a middle-aged man walked over quickly.

This man is short in stature and has a restrained aura, hiding in a dark corner like a shadow.

"Zizheng, tomorrow you and Ling Yin will set off for the North with some of your well-qualified tribesmen. You will decide whether to come back after this matter is settled."

"Yes."

Ye Zizheng responded respectfully, and then asked again.

"Master, if this trip fails..."

Ye Zi did not continue talking.

"Don't worry, with the strength of the Netherworld Sect, even if our side fails, we can at least withstand Chu's conquests for more than a hundred years."

"If this trip fails, the Ye family will be left to you before Ling Yin grows up."

Ye Tianhua said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Master!"

Ye Zizheng respectfully agreed, and then disappeared without a trace.

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On the other hand, Aoki City.

The Saint of Netherworld Sect and her two followers arrived here first.

The three of them followed a disciple of the Nether Sect to a spacious mansion.

After the disciples retreated, the woman behind the saint who had never spoken finally spoke up.

"Saintess, do we really want to make enemies of the Phoenix Pavilion or even the Chu State for the sake of these families?"

In the luxurious house, the Saint of the Netherworld Sect sat cross-legged, her figure looming, and the rich musk scent filled the surroundings.

The woman looked at the saint with her eyes closed in front of her, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked her doubts.

After hearing the words, the saint slowly opened her eyes, and a flash of light flashed from the depths of her pupils.

She glanced at the woman in front of her.

"These people first betrayed the State of Zheng, and now they want to betray the State of Chu. Do you think I will keep them?"

The saint's voice was cold, completely different from the previous tone when she was stationed at the Ye family.

"Behind the State of Zheng is the territory of our Netherworld Sect. The reason why the sect wants to take the lives of these people is to let the remnants of the countries lurking in Chu State see the opportunity and give our Netherworld Sect a chance to breathe. "

"As for these consumables that follow the wind, they will naturally have their fate after they go to the territory of Netherworld Sect."

She looked at the woman in front of her and said slowly.

"The wise saint!"

The woman lowered her head after hearing this.

The saint glanced at her and the man who had never spoken a word, and then closed her eyes to rest.

"Tonight I will go to Phoenix Academy in person to test out the details of Dean Zhou. I will take specific actions and make long-term plans after I return."

She looked at the two of them and gave instructions slowly.

"I will obey the order of the Saint."

The two subordinates replied respectfully, bowed their heads and exited the room.

A few hours passed quickly, the night was getting darker, and the moon was shining on the willow branches.

The Nether Saint, dressed in black, quietly came to the gate of Phoenix Academy. She was dressed in a smart outfit and looked quite heroic.

At the entrance of the academy, there were two low-level Qi Refining disciples on duty.

The woman moved lightly and walked into the Phoenix Academy in front of the two of them.

From beginning to end, the two disciples never felt her arrival.

She looked like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye she arrived at the residence where Zhou Zhou was sitting by the bridge in Qingmu Mountain.

A faint smell of blood came from the roof of the mansion. She paused and looked up.

I saw a man wearing a white robe and a beautiful face sitting quietly on the eaves.

"Are you Zhou Yiqiao?"

The Nether Saint's voice was bottlenecked, and no emotion could be heard.

Zhou Yiqiao seemed to have half expected her arrival and stood up slowly.

A gust of wind blew by, the white robe was hunting, and a wisp of ink hair fluttered lightly.

"You must be the saint of Netherworld Sect, Wu Ranchen."

Zhou Yiqiao's voice was light, and the woman below him, who was condescending, revealed the name of the visitor in one word.

"He is indeed the most powerful person in New Zhengzhou today. It is indeed extraordinary to see him today."

Wu Ranchen looked at Zhou Yiqiao without changing his expression and suddenly said to himself.

"The technique you just practiced should have nothing to do with the Phoenix Pavilion, or even have anything to do with the Righteous Sect."

"You are a demon."

Zhou Yiqiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"It is the most disrespectful behavior in the world of immortal cultivation to take the liberty of inquiring about other cultivation techniques."

"The Saint came to our Phoenix Academy at night. She probably didn't want to have sex with me, right?"

Wu Ranchen looked at Zhou Yiqiao indifferently, his tone remained as calm as water, and he did not feel the slightest anger because of Zhou Yiqiao's provocation.

"Dean Zhou seems to have the smell of my Netherworld Sect."

Wu Ranchen looked at Zhou Yiqiao and said lightly.

Zhou Yiqiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold current rose from his body surface.

"Wu Ranchen, your sense of smell doesn't seem to be very good. Why don't I smell the smell of the Netherworld Sect?"

"Oh, is it so?"

A slight smile formed on Wu Ranchen's lips. She tilted her head slightly, looked directly into Zhou Yiqiao's eyes, and spoke word by word.

"But Dean Zhou clearly smells like Nan Ningxue, the quasi-saintess of Netherworld Sect."

Zhou Yiqiao's expression changed slightly, and Wu Ranchen was enveloped in a murderous intent in an instant.