The Extreme Princess

"You think, how long can Jin Yanming last in Senior Sister's hands this time?"

"I guess it will only take a stick of incense..."

One of the Xianyin Pavilion disciples looked around at the huge crowd and said hesitantly, "After all, the opponent is the young master of the Jinyang Sect. With so many eyes on him, maybe the senior sister won't let him lose too badly?"

In the center of Donglai City, there is a stage.

Everyone in Xianyin Pavilion had already occupied a position with a wider view.

At this time, all the brothers and sisters were guessing.

However, what they were guessing was not the outcome, but how long the young master of Jinyang Sect could last in Lingyu's hands...

Gu Yue mingled with the people in Xianyin Pavilion. She deliberately did not wear any makeup today and even put a little dark rouge on her face.

Although she was wearing Xianyin Pavilion's clothes, Gu Yue at this moment was the kind of person who would be instantly drowned if thrown into a crowd!

[I’m afraid that all the people from Donglai City have gathered here today...]

Listening to the noisy discussions around him, Gu Yue tugged at the corner of a senior sister's clothes and asked in a low voice: "What level of cultivator is the senior sister now?"

It has been barely a month since entering Xianyin Pavilion. Except for the first few days, Gu Yue has hardly seen Ling Yu since he was immersed in cultivation. Up to this point, Gu Yue still didn't know Ling Yu's level of cultivation.

To be precise, she actually didn't know the cultivation level of anyone in Xianyin Pavilion, including Yunling.

The woman beside him was named Yuan Lu, with almond eyes, cherry lips, and an oval face. When she heard Gu Yue's question, she smiled and said, "My senior sister is now a sixth-level Yuandan cultivator!"

Gu Yue couldn't help but give me a thumbs up and praised me: "You are worthy of being the senior sister..."

Yuan Lu chuckled and said, "Big Sister is the one with the best cultivation talent in our Xianyin Pavilion, and she is also the most diligent. Unlike us..."

"But I think everyone is very diligent. Although there may be some noise sometimes, in the real practice, no one has slacked off!"

Hearing Gu Yue's comforting words, Yuan Lu responded with a smile.

The process of waiting is always tiring. Gu Yue held her chin with one hand, her mind wandering when suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd.

"Oh..."

"That is, the Twelve Guards of Xiaoyun?"

Around the martial arts arena, there were sudden exclamations from the crowd who came to watch the fight.

Gu Yue was attracted by the voice and looked up.

On the high stands, six figures in sky-blue tights suddenly descended from the sky, slowly landed on the platform and did not sit down, but just stood quietly behind a seat in the middle.

Gu Yue could clearly feel the powerful sense of oppression emanating from the six people even from a distance.

In the crowd, a man who looked like a merchant pulled a man beside him and asked, "Who are these Twelve Guards of Xiaoyun? Why is there such a grand display?"

A tall but skinny young man said respectfully, "The twelve guards of Xiaoyun only obey the orders of the city lord. Normally, they are only responsible for the safety of the city lord. But now six of them are here. It must be the city lord himself!"

At this moment, the old man's cloudy eyes seemed to regain vitality, and he said excitedly: "The last time six of the Twelve Guards of Xiaoyun appeared at the same time was twelve years ago..."

Hearing the speculations of the people around him, the businessman couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Just as everyone was speculating, suddenly an extremely strong pressure seemed to descend from the sky, almost suffocating everyone. The huge crowd actually lowered their heads under the pressure.

When that pressure appeared, Gu Yue was shocked.

However, the domineering aura in that pressure, which seemed to suppress everything, made Gu Yue frown.

She didn't like being oppressed arbitrarily and arbitrarily. The feeling of wanting to bow her head involuntarily even made her feel extremely disgusted!

As the pressure became heavier, Gu Yue's head slowly dropped down, and her dantian trembled slightly, as if a strange energy rushed out from her dantian, quickly traveled through her limbs and bones, and finally lingered in her mind.

The strange changes in the body made Gu Yue a little confused for a moment.

At this moment, the pressure that had almost made him bow down had completely disappeared.

However, after Gu Yue looked around, he found that the people around him were still struggling, and some ordinary people who came to watch the fun in the distance had already knelt down.

Only then did she realize that the pressure did not disappear, but she just could not feel it!

[No, let’s just pretend...]

Gu Yue reacted suddenly and quickly buried her proud little head, while controlling her body to tremble slightly, pretending to be irresistible.

There were so many people at the scene, and she felt a little worried when they ran from Xianyin Pavilion to watch the fun.

At this moment, everyone was like a little Karami, except for himself, who was looking up proudly. Anyone could see the problem!

While Gu Yue was daydreaming, a huge golden flying boat slowly emerged above everyone's heads, and the overbearing and overwhelming pressure came from this flying boat!

The flying boat stopped in the sky above everyone's heads, and then disappeared out of thin air the next moment. Then several figures appeared in the air and slowly fell towards the platform.

"The people of Jinyang Sect still like to do these nonsense things."

After the flying boat disappeared, the pressure also receded like the tide, and Gu Yue's fellow disciples were all filled with anger.

"The more they show off, the more painful it will be when they fall!"

Gu Yue listened to the complaints beside her and remained silent.

At this time, several figures had already landed on the platform. Among them, a burly man stood in the middle, wearing a golden robe that made him look very noble.

Gu Yue couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, [She looks old, but why is she still dressed like a shamatte...]

Just a moment after the man in the golden robe and others fell, a figure in a black robe emerged from the distance, and then came in the air without any external force.

"Wow!"

"It's really the City Lord!"

"The city lord has actually come out of seclusion!"

Hearing the shouts from all around, Gu Yue looked at the figure coming from the air with curiosity.

Only when the figure came closer could they see clearly that the man was about 40 years old, with an elegant temperament. After he appeared, everyone felt that the depression and shadow caused by the pressure before disappeared in an instant!

When the man in the golden robe saw the city lord coming, he hurried forward to greet him.

Because the distance was too far, Gu Yue couldn't hear the conversation between the two. After a moment, the Lord of Donglai City suddenly looked up, and a gentle voice suddenly resounded around the martial arts arena.

"Pavilion Master Yunling, why don't you show up and see me?"

"My Lord City Lord has taken time out of his busy schedule to come here. How dare I not come?"

As a heavenly voice was heard, a graceful figure in palace dress suddenly rose into the air from the direction of Xianyin Pavilion. Then she stretched out her hand and waved lightly. A fiery red figure slowly rose into the air, and then two people also came in the air.

"Is that the Pavilion Master of Xianyin Pavilion?"

"As expected, she is extremely beautiful..."

The murmurs in the crowd suddenly intertwined into one.

"From such a distance, you can tell she's stunningly beautiful? Or is she a killer from behind?"

At this time, there were also women in the crowd who were dissatisfied with the pig-like behavior of the men around them and mocked them.

However, as soon as the woman said this, she was looked at as if she were a fool by everyone around her, and her face suddenly darkened.

However, when Yun Ling and Ling Yu really approached, the woman with a face full of anger and indignation completely wilted. She grunted for a long time and finally did not utter another word.

"I haven't seen you for a few years. Pavilion Master Yunling is still as bright and beautiful as ever..."

After Yun Ling landed on the high platform, the Lord of Donglai City stepped forward and chuckled.

"In the past few years, the city lord seems to have made some gains..."

Yun Ling looked at Zhou Zheng. Although she had a smile on her face, there was a hint of deep fear in her eyes.

The Lord of Donglai City is named Zhou Zheng, a cultivator of the Ninth Realm. He has been the Lord of the City for twenty years and has never been defeated among those in the same realm!

Facing Yun Ling's indirect words, Zhou Zheng smiled and said, "I just had some insights when I was reading classics some time ago, it's not worth mentioning..."

After saying that, Zhou Zheng changed the subject and said with a smile: "Today, I am just a spectator, so please don't neglect the protagonist!"

Hearing this, Yun Ling nodded slightly and turned to look at the man in the golden robe, "Let them start, and finish early. Ling'er still has lessons to finish today."

The man in the golden robe is named Jin Xiaotian. He is the current leader of the Jinyang Sect and also Jin Yanming's father.

At this moment, Jin Xiaotian, hearing Yun Ling's contemptuous words, had a gloomy face and snorted coldly, "I have already set up a wedding banquet in Jin Yang Sect. After today's battle, you, my disciple, will be a member of Jin Yang Sect!"

Yun Ling seemed to have heard a huge joke and looked at Jin Xiaotian like a fool, but she had no intention of arguing with him.

Jin Xiaotian seemed to be very angry at Yun Ling's mocking way of defeating opponents with no moves, and turned around and shouted: "If you lose this battle today, get out of Jinyang Sect!"

A young man behind Jin Xiaotian trembled all over, glanced at Lingyu standing behind Yunling, a hint of fanaticism flashed in his eyes, and he said in a concentrated voice: "The boy will definitely go all out!"

After saying this, the young man exerted force with his feet, jumped high from the stage, and landed on the martial arts stage with a bang.

"Ling'er, go ahead and make a quick decision!"

Yun Ling opened her red lips slightly, and her calm tone seemed to be giving an insignificant order.

"Lingyu obeys the order!"

Ling Yu bowed slightly, then tapped the ground with her toes. Amid the thunderous cheers of the crowd below, she gracefully landed on the martial arts stage, facing Jin Yanming from a distance.

"Ling'er, after all these years, don't you understand my feelings?"

After the two of them stood on the martial arts stage, Jin Yanming seemed to have calmed down. He did not rush to take action and shouted loudly at Lingyu.

However, what responded to him was Ling Yu's cold rejection, "I've said it before, I just want to accompany Master in Xianyin Pavilion, and I don't want to be in a relationship with a young man!"

Jin Yanming's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Can't you give me a chance, a chance to prove that I love you!"

Ling Yu frowned slightly, as if a little impatient, and said coldly: "Go ahead!"

The last glimmer of hope for peace talks in Jin Yanming's heart was shattered. His face quickly darkened, and he roared, rushing towards Lingyu.