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

Time flies, and Zhou Yiqiao has been traveling on the vast continent of Zoroastrianism for more than 20 days following Lang Ye and other demon cultivators of the Sky Demon Clan.

Along the way, Zhou Yiqiao fully witnessed the original appearance of Zoroastrianism.

He followed Lang Ye and others through the lush forests, across the vast grasslands, over the winding and rugged mountains, and visited several demon tribes along the way.

The scenery of Zoroastrianism is ever-changing. There are green oases showing vitality, and there are vast uninhabited deserts showing desolate beauty, like scattered stars, dotted on this uncultivated land.

One afternoon, when a group of people were traveling along a winding ancient river, suddenly, a burst of rapid drum beats broke the tranquility of the journey.

A team of demons approached quickly from the other side of the river. The totems on their bodies were very different from those of the celestial demons, revealing different ethnic characteristics.

The leader of this team is a tall, muscular young demon with a pair of sharp horns on his forehead and an unruly light in his eyes.

When Zhou Yiqiao was in the Tian Yao Clan, he had already understood the internal and external situations of the Tian Yao Clan in great detail, so he naturally knew the origins of the team in front of him very clearly.

This young demon is named Yan Zheng, and he is the young patriarch of the Black Rock Clan. He and Lang Ye have long been at odds with each other in past clashes, and it is no exaggeration to say that they are at war until death.

The encounter between the two teams was like a collision between Mars and the Earth, instantly igniting a tense atmosphere.

Yan Zheng was the first to attack, and his voice echoed along the river like thunder.

"Lang Ye, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet you on the way to Flame Scale City."

"I heard that the Heavenly Demon Clan sent you this time. Does that mean that the Heavenly Demon Clan has no more people? Why would they send a brat who is still wet behind the ears to participate in the Son-in-Law Selection Ceremony?"

Lang Ye's face darkened and he responded tit for tat.

"Yan Zheng, you are still as rude as ever."

"The Son-in-Law Selection Ceremony is a place to show strength, and you can't win by just yelling like a reckless man like you."

Yan Zheng sneered and challenged.

"Really? Then let's compete at the ceremony in Flame Scale City to see who is the incompetent and reckless man!"

Seeing this, Zhou Yiqiao knew that if he didn't stop the quarrel, it might escalate into a conflict.

"Two young clan leaders, we are going to Yanlin City to participate in the son-in-law selection ceremony. This is a happy occasion. Why do you have to argue here and affect each other's mood?"

"Why don't we all focus on the grand ceremony, and let each of us speak with our own strength, wouldn't it be better?"

His words seemed impartial and did not help anyone, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that he was implicitly criticizing Yan Zheng who was the first to provoke.

Upon hearing this, Yan Zheng frowned slightly, obviously displeased by the interruption of Zhou Yiqiao, a foreigner.

But due to etiquette and the current situation, he did not attack directly. Instead, he turned his gaze to Lang Ye with a playful smile on his lips.

"I thought it was someone else, it turns out to be a human monk."

"Lang Ye, have you invited a helper?"

"However, I advise you to save your energy. You can't win the son-in-law selection ceremony by relying on outsiders."

Zhou Yiqiao didn't take it as an offense and smiled slightly.

"Next week, I will be on the bridge and become good friends with the young leader of the Wolf Night Clan."

"The reason I am traveling with you is just to take this opportunity to see the elegance of the Flame Scale Royal Family."

"As for the son-in-law selection ceremony, each tribe has its own unique strategy. As an outsider, I will naturally not interfere."

When Lang Ye saw Zhou Yiqiao come out, he also took the opportunity to speak.

"Yan Zheng, Brother Zhou is right."

"In the son-in-law selection ceremony, we each relied on our own strengths. There is no point in arguing now."

"We, the Sky Demon Clan, came here this time with sincerity and respect for the Flame Scale Royal Clan, not to fight with your Black Rock Clan."

Seeing that Lang Ye and Zhou Yiqiao were singing the same tune, Yan Zheng knew that he would not be able to gain the upper hand today, so he snorted coldly, waved his hand and led his team to move forward, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

"It's really unlucky!"

After Yan Zheng and others disappeared, a young man from the Tian Yao clan muttered.

Lang Ye turned around and glared at the other person, interrupting the young man's complaints.

"We are here to represent the dignity and honor of the Sky Demon Clan. We must not lose our composure due to personal emotions."

He is right.

No matter if he was arguing with Yan Zheng just now or restraining the members of the Tian Yao tribe now, all of Lang Ye's actions were to maintain the external reputation of the Tian Yao tribe.

After spending these days together, Zhou Yiqiao has finally figured out Lang Ye's true character.

Except for the first time they met, when Lang Ye showed a trace of emotion in the fight with Lang Hui, for most of the rest of the time, the other party had always been an extremely rational individual.

Zhou Yiqiao even had a feeling that if Lang Ye could become the superior of the demon clan, he would definitely become a monarch who was independent and decisive in killing.

This thought flashed through Zhou Yiqiao's mind, and he had to admit that Lang Ye's innate leadership qualities and calm and rational way of doing things were indeed impressive.

Thinking of this, he suddenly had an idea. He burned a full forty years of his life and secretly practiced the Golden Dragon Qi-Watching Technique to peek into Lang Ye's luck.

In an instant, a golden dragon with a hint of red light condensed and hovered above Lang Ye's head, roaring at Zhou Yiqiao in a low voice.

This Lang Ye is actually a man of great luck with golden fortune!

And looking at the appearance of the lucky dragon, it seems that it may transform from gold to red at any time and achieve the most top-notch scarlet luck!

"This... I actually met a person of supreme luck by accident!"

A trace of evil thoughts quietly grew in Zhou Yiqiao's mind, but he quickly suppressed it with his firm will.

Firstly, the reason why he could move around safely in Zoroastrianism was entirely due to the guarantee and protection of the Heavenly Demon Clan.

If he seizes Lang Ye's luck, he and the Sky Demon Clan will inevitably fight to the death, and then he will have a hard time taking a single step in the entire Zoroastrian continent.

He hid in Zoroastrianism, a place that human monks could not easily set foot in, just to avoid the Great Elder. If he couldn't stay in Zoroastrianism, where could he escape to?

Secondly, Lang Ye's luck is obviously still in the process of transformation. According to logical inference, Lang Ye's luck is obviously related to the Flame Scale City where he is going on this trip.

It is even possible that Lang Ye is the final winner of this son-in-law selection ceremony.

If it is true as Zhou Yiqiao guessed, then this good fortune will be of no use to him, but will instead become a burden on his path of cultivation.

"This is good too. I am witnessing the rise of a man of great luck with my own eyes. This friendship may be a great help to me, Zhou Yiqiao, in the future."