The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

Bai Qinghua did not have to wait long. Just as the people from the Sword Sect stood on the Star-Watching Cliff, Si Wuyou and the people from the Netherworld Palace arrived. With their appearance, the temperature around them dropped sharply, and an extremely cold aura spread, causing the cultivators who were close to them to step back.

"Qin Yifan, who told you to fly up to the Star-Watching Cliff? Don't you know that flying is prohibited here?"

Si Wuyou's appearance is rather feminine, with long and thin eyebrows, red lips and white teeth. He has a very good-looking appearance, but because he has been immersed in yin energy for many years, he exudes a gloomy and ghostly aura, and people who are stared at by him would feel creepy.

But Qin Yifan is not among these people. If he used to be afraid of the overall strength of the Nether Palace, he is not afraid now.

"Why are you so angry, Young Master Si? We are not flying on swords in Netherworld City. This Wangxing Cliff is high and steep, and the mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk. I don't know how much time it will take to walk. Our time is the most precious, why waste it here?"

When Qin Yifan's voice fell, the cultivators who were closer to the two teams couldn't help but whisper to each other, and most of them actually supported Qin Yifan.

The Star-Watching Cliff is very high, but because it is within the scope of Netherworld City, flying is prohibited here. If you want to climb up the Star-Watching Cliff, it will take at least a day. Before, everyone obeyed this rule and didn’t think it was a big deal, but now that Qin Yifan said this, everyone thinks it makes sense. It can be done very easily, so why waste everyone’s time.

But such voices made Si Wuyou's face even uglier. He swept his sinister eyes over those monks who agreed. All the monks who were swept by his eyes felt cold all over and trembled in fear, not daring to make a sound. Many monks directly withdrew from the crowd, and the more alert ones did not even dare to stay in Wangxing Cliff. They quickly left while the people from Nether Palace were confronting the Sword Sect.

"This is Netherworld City. Once you are in Netherworld City, you must abide by the rules of Netherworld City. Does the Sword Sect not take Netherworld City seriously?"

As Si Wuyou spoke, a magical weapon shaped like a sickle appeared in his hand, and at the same time a strong ghostly aura emanated from his entire body.

Bai Qinghua's eyes became more interested when she saw this. To be honest, she and Si Wuyou had met him several times, but she had never seen him take action. She was quite looking forward to it.

"Clan... Clan leader..."

While Bai Qinghua was thinking, Sui An, who had been standing beside her, carefully tugged at her sleeve. His voice was so low that if Bai Qinghua had not had her keen senses, she would not have heard it.

Bai Qinghua lowered her eyes and saw the other party looking at her nervously. She suddenly felt a headache. She wanted to say that she didn't want to be the patriarch, but Sui Xin was indeed the token of the patriarch of the Mu tribe, and Sui Xin had already recognized her as the master. Even if she wanted to change her back, it wouldn't work. Besides, Sui Xin had followed her for many years, and she couldn't bear to let her go.

"What's the matter?"

Unable to think of how to explain it for a moment, Bai Qinghua did not hesitate and asked directly.

"Have you seen those people behind Jian Zong? I don't know why I feel they are familiar."

Sui An pointed in the direction of the Sword Sect.

Bai Qinghua looked over as he directed. Not to mention that she was initially attracted by the people from the Sword Sect and the Netherworld Palace, and she really didn't notice anything else.

Only then did he look over and realize that there were more than twenty people following behind the Sword Sect disciples. These people were in tattered clothes, with unkempt hair and dirty faces. Their hands and feet were tied together with two ropes, and they looked lifeless. It was at this time that Bai Qinghua suddenly remembered that these people seemed to have come up together with the Sword Sect disciples.

But what were the disciples of the Sword Sect doing with a group of beggar-like people going to the Star-Watching Cliff?

Seeing that Si Wuyou was about to take action, Qin Yifan waved his hand and created a wall of fire in front of him. The moment the flames rose, a lot of the ghost energy around Si Wuyou was dispersed. The light of the flames was so blinding that Si Wuyou couldn't help but squint.

When the wall of fire rose, the disciples of the Netherworld Palace behind Si Wuyou had to raise their protective spiritual light.

Qin Yifan's eyes flashed with pride when he saw this, but he quickly restrained his expression.

"Young Master Si, we didn't mean to break the rules of Nether City. We just brought a few burdens with us this time. If they come back, we don't know when they will be gone. Of course, as an apology, our Sword Sect is willing to compensate Nether Palace with five Tongtian Orders. I wonder what Young Master Si thinks."

Qin Yifan didn't really want to fight with the people from the Netherworld Palace here. After all, this was their territory, and they would not get any good results if they really started fighting. So after intimidating the other party, he took a step back.

Upon hearing this, Si Wuyou also set his gaze on the people behind the Sword Sect disciples. He was also very curious why the Sword Sect people brought these people to Wangxing Cliff.

"After I get the Tongtian Order, I have to sign the contract on the spot. I don't know how Master Qin will compensate me for the Tongtian Order of the Nether Palace."

There are quite a few people from the Sword Sect this time, about two hundred people, and their cultivation is all above the Spirit Transformation Stage. These people naturally come here for the Tongtian Order, but even for the disciples of the Eight Sects, there are still casualties if they want to get the Tongtian Order. Are they willing to send the Tongtian Order that they obtained at the risk of their lives and at the cost of many soldiers to the hands of the Netherworld Palace?

This matter seems very precarious no matter how you look at it. Which disciple would be willing to give up the Tongtian Token that he has obtained, or does the Sword Sect have a way to easily obtain the Tongtian Token?

"This is a simple matter. The five people from the Netherworld Palace who entered the Tongtian Secret Realm will wait at the edge of the Wangxing Cliff. Our people will hand over the Tongtian Order to you as soon as they get it. Just sign the contract immediately."

Qin Yifan spoke calmly, as if the Tongtian Order flowing in the galaxy was already in the bag of his sword sect and he could take it at will.

"Oh, is it that simple? But aren't five Tongtian Orders a little too few? After all, based on what the Sword Sect did just now, my Netherworld Palace can completely expel you. By then, Young Master Qin won't be able to get a Tongtian Order. I don't know how to explain to Sect Master Qin when I go back?"

Si Wuyou's mind was full of thoughts. He lowered his eyes to hide his emotions and instead played with the sickle magic weapon in his hand. A feminine smile appeared on his overly fair face.

"Young Master Si, don't go too far. Five Tongtian Orders are already a lot."

Qin Yifan put away the flame in front of him and said with a somewhat grim expression.

"Ten. If the Sword Sect hands over ten Tongtian tokens, I, the Netherworld Palace, will no longer care about what happened today."

Seeing Qin Yifan's expression change, Si Wuyou's smile widened a little.

"it is good."

But just when Si Wuyou's mouth was halfway raised, he heard Qin Yifan utter the word "good", and the smile on Si Wuyou's face suddenly froze.

Suddenly I felt that the ten Tongtian Orders were missing.

"Chief, Chief, you...what's wrong with you..."

The moment Qin Yifan's wall of fire appeared, Bai Qinghua's face turned ugly. She stared at the flames in front of Qin Yifan, with murderous intent in her eyes.