Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

While one person was happy and everyone else was sad, Zhu Jiu finally arrived at Jialan City.

The city gates were heavily guarded, with hawk-like eyes standing at each sentry post. When they saw Feng Zhiyi, their serious expressions finally softened and turned into respect and admiration.

There was some commotion at the door, and a middle-aged man in a gray robe walked up. His clothes were simple and low-key, and only the slight surprise in the attitudes of the people around him could indicate that he was the lord of the city.

There was an eagerness in his steps.

After carefully examining Feng Zhiyi and discovering that he was not injured, Feng Qingjue heaved a sigh of relief. His gentle and powerful voice inevitably tinged with harshness.

"Feng Zhiyi, why are you running around alone? You've made everyone worry for nothing. We're still looking for you when the poisonous miasma is about to come!"

Feng Zhiyi didn't take it seriously, "I heard some noise when I passed by Ningyinggang, so I went to take a look."

He said thankfully, "It's a good thing I went. Dad, look, this is Miss Zhu Jiu whom I saved."

Feng Qingjue then noticed Zhu Jiu. He frowned as soon as he saw her, his eyes scrutinizing her. He didn't beat around the bush, "Little girl, where are you from?"

Zhu Jiu could only reply: "From outside the mountain."

After hearing such a vague answer, Feng Qingjue's expression became more serious.

He stared at Zhu Jiu seriously and said in a deep voice: "There are not many people in Jialan City. We have already spent most of our energy to resist the invasion of monsters. We can't deal with the big Buddha who is in danger. Please leave, young lady."

The bright smile on Feng Zhiyi's face suddenly disappeared. Just as he was about to say something, he was severely rebuked by Feng Qingjue.

"Shut up! It's so hard to find a big sect to recruit disciples this year. You are the hope of all Jialan people to leave here! You have a sword embryo but you don't practice sword well, and you bring back people with unknown backgrounds."

Aunt Lin also said coldly: "The city lord is also considering our Jialan City. She is obviously an enemy. Jialan City is weak and can't afford it."

Others also looked at Zhu Jiu coldly, their eyes full of rejection, "Leave our Jialan City!"

Feng Zhiyi was a bit rebellious. He didn't listen to his father and stepped forward to stop Zhu Jiu behind him.

The young man straightened his back and spoke confidently.

"Zhu Jiu is only at the ninth level of Qi Refining and has internal injuries. The Ten Directions Mountains are full of dangers and it is raining. Going out like this would be suicide!"

"Didn't you say that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda? Not only did you not save anyone, but you also let them die. Are you still my kind and gentle city lord father?"

Feng Qingjue was so angry that he was half dead. He pointed at Feng Zhiyi with shaking hands. Just as he was about to scold him, he saw Feng Zhiyi's smile slightly restrained, and his starry eyes flashed with seriousness.

"Dad, if someone was chasing us, they would have come long ago. Jialan City is so conspicuous in this area, but no one has come to search for us. Doesn't this mean that Zhu Jiu has actually escaped?"

It's not like he really doesn't care about the safety of the Jialan people.

Feng Qingjue's face looked better, with a flicker of relief in his eyes, but he still felt there was a sense of crisis.

"What will you do if her enemies come after you? Our Jialan City is poor and has bad waters. Most of the people there are mortals and cannot withstand the blows and storms."

Aunt Lin and others looked at Feng Zhiyi gloomily, with sadness and disappointment in their eyes.

"That's right, Young City Lord. Are you going to disregard the lives of others for such an outsider? If someone dies because of your momentary weakness, will you be worthy of the Jialan people?"

"Is it more important that she is close to you, or that we spend every day together?"

……

Faced with so many questioning eyes from men, women, young and old, Feng Zhiyi's face turned pale and he was at a loss.

He is the young city lord of Jialan City. He was born with a sword embryo and has an extraordinary talent for cultivation. Even in the barren and spiritually weak Jialan City, he reached the peak of the Golden Core at the age of seventeen.

No one dislikes him since childhood.

He is loved and looked forward to by the elders, respected and loved by his peers, admired and yearned for by the children, and even the dogs passing by like to wag their tails at him.

The biggest reprimand he had ever received was that his father forced him to practice sword every day.

For the first time in their lives, the way they looked at him changed.

And how should he choose?

……

Offscreen.

Everyone felt that they had seen the cause and effect.

Xi Lingyi sneered angrily: "No wonder Zhu Jiu massacred the city later and dug out the sword embryo of the sword fairy. He must be resentful for being driven out of the city when he was in the lowest point!"

"That explains it."

"How narrow-minded! Stopping her from entering the city was for the safety of the Jialan people. How can you blame the Sword Immortal and Feng Qingjue? The Evil Emperor is narrow-minded and will take revenge!"

Someone said, "It turns out that the living environment in Jialan City was so bad six hundred years ago. It was trapped in the Ten Directions Mountain Range, surrounded by monsters and invaded by poisonous miasma. Why didn't the people of Jialan leave here?"

Chi Li narrowed her eyes, looking a little melancholy, and she explained.

"Six hundred years ago, one of the great powers was not Yueyao, but Jiling Empire. At that time, Jialan City was under Jiling. Corrupt officials were rampant and busy fighting for power. Naturally, no one cared about the life and death of worthless Jialan."

"Jialan City is poor, with few cultivators and even fewer powerful ones. It would be extremely difficult to lead the entire city through the dangerous Ten Directions Mountains without a high-level spiritual weapon."

“So everyone is looking forward to the day when a major sect will accept disciples, hoping that the sword immortal will be chosen as a true disciple, and hoping that someone will see their plight and help them.”

Everyone shook their heads and sighed. This was how cruel the world of cultivation was. If you were too weak, you might not even have the chance to be seen.

The reason why Jialan City has now risen to prominence and become a famous city in Jiuyou is because of the Sword Immortal, right?

"It's a pity that they waited for so many years, only to see their death. They never set foot out of Jialan City in their entire lives."

Jialan City was finally seen, but the people who were supposed to cheer had already fallen down the moment before.

Jialan City is a city, but there is only one Jialan person, he is the city lord and a sword immortal.

I'm just a lonely person.

When everyone was feeling sad, they couldn't help but look at Feng Zhiyi. They saw that he was looking at Feng Qingjue and others in the picture with sorrow, with bloodshot eyes.

Men don't shed tears easily, but how painful would it be for a sword immortal who grew up in love to lose everything in one day?

"Sword Immortal, please accept my condolences. No matter what, you have avenged all those who died in vain."

"It is absolutely correct to refuse Zhu Jiu from entering the city."

Feng Zhiyi frowned and said in a hoarse voice, "That's not the case. That day, everyone was not what you thought they were."

Everyone was stunned. What was that?

Chi Li smiled and pointed at the screen, "Just wait and see."

Yi Chi held up his face and sighed sadly.