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Zhou Shan... It was Yin Yang Realm! It was the dividing point between the ghost and mortal worlds. In Yin Yang Realm, the dead belong to the human race while the living belong to the brigade.

His voice was extremely slow as it faintly came over. Adding on his fake threatening expression, Zhang Ge really was frightened: Yin Yang Realm?

If I had gone to Mount Zhou, I would have been tortured in hell by now. How could I have been able to stand here in this blessed spot looking down upon the world?

With that, he took a big step forward, and Chang Ge followed after him. "Then, then you still haven't said what the Immortal Sect has to do with Zhou Mountain."

I advise you to not know. I won't tell you that the Devil Lord is imprisoned in the Infinite Mountain and is not affected by the Yin Yang Fire. Ah, I seem to have accidentally said something.

Chang Ge was stunned for a moment. Then, he said, "Don't worry, I won't speak carelessly."

Ha ha-ha, let's go, we're almost there.

The further he went, the more he felt the breeze was gentle, the colder the air was. However, the song was filled with worries because of what he had just said.

The fiery clouds that constantly changed between heaven and earth slowly faded to silence, and the buildings that looked like palaces were like dazzling stars amidst the gradually darkening sky, emitting a faint, flashy light.

My two celestial friends. In front of them were two cultivators wearing long gowns with long swords at their waists. They clasped their fists towards the two of them from a distance.

May I ask what is the purpose of these two celestial friends' visit?

Chang Ge was startled as he looked at them warily. He saw that they were dressed decently with a wooden signboard hanging from their waists. The wooden signboard was so far away that it was hard to tell what patterns were carved on it.

I am Nan Gong Ye Xuan, invited to the Fuyao Palace Master.

Chang Ge blinked his eyes in confusion: [Nangong …] Ye Xuan?

Didn't I tell you my surname is Nangong?

Nangong Family? The Nangong family in the capital were all imperial relatives. Just how big of a background was this person?

She had always felt that the Immortal was a secret, but why is it that even a mortal has so many secrets now? Clearly not, and I also didn't expect that these deities would invite a mortal …

So it was Young Master Nangong, did you bring the invitation?

The well-dressed man once again magically handed over a piece of paper with flower patterns on it. "How's your Mistress recently?"

Thank you for Young Master's concern, the Mistress is doing well, please come this way. The two of them returned the order and respectfully made a path for Ye Xuan.

Chang Ge was about to follow along, but he was stopped by two people: Did this celestial friend's invitation come?

Invitation? Chang Ge was stupefied, and was at a loss of what to do. I, I came with Taoist Xuanqi.

I hope that this celestial friend understands, that Daoist Master Xuanqi will be drunk and will not wake up after he arrives. For safety reasons, please leave the Haoyue Peak without an invitation.

Zhang Ge became instantly anxious. Heaven has pity on her as she climbed up this so-called second highest Haoyue Peak for two days, and she was chased down without an invitation?

Then I came with him! She quickly pointed at Ye Xuan and confirmed his position.

When the two Fuyao Palace disciples turned their gazes towards Ye Xuan, the latter looked at her with a rare serious and smiling face and said: Really?

Longsong hurriedly answered while glaring at him. Why not!

I wonder if this young lady... What was the relationship? Do we know each other?

If not for the fact that he was on someone's territory, Zhang Ge would have definitely thrown a sword at him. What did that have to do with him? Do you know him? Who was the one that had pestered them last night?

I am your creditor! She puffed out her chest and took a step forward.

The corner of Ye Xuan's mouth twitched. What a good creditor, he had actually been implicated by this girl. If he had to blame anyone, he would have blamed himself for pouring her dog blood three years ago.

Alright, creditor, since you're going ahead, this young master will bring you to the back.

Only then did the two Fuyao Palace disciples let him go, confused, as Changge glared at Ye Xuan and walked forward with large strides.

The latter bitterly laughed and hurriedly followed. He really could not see that a cultivator disciple had such a young lady's temper.

When they were looking at the palace from afar, they released a white light, but when they got closer, they realized that there was nothing special about it. When the two of them went into the front hall, there were already people supporting them, although everyone was courteous to Zhang Ge, they were extremely respectful to Ye Xuan, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Not long later, Ye Xuan was brought away, saying that someone was waiting for him, while Zhang Ge was brought away by a cultivator into a room.

The Fuyao Palace of this place was a completely different scene. It did not resemble the carefree and ethereal nature of the Yuxiao Kongque Mountain, nor was it as magnificent as the deep sea dragon palace, much less the mountains of Qing Qiu that occupied the second highest position in the Nine Prefectures.

It was as though a palace was built within the clouds.

Her journey was as if she was walking on clouds. It was very novel, but curiosity was part of her curiosity. Right now, she had other things to verify: This, uh, celestial friend? May I ask where Taoist Xuanqi is? He is my Grandpa.

The Fuyao Palace disciple leading the way returned her salute: "This lady will first rest for the night.

It was done in a rather mysterious manner … Chang Ge couldn't help but curse in his heart, but she immediately asked: Is someone from the Qinghua Sect coming?

The disciple shook his head and opened the door to the room.

Did he say no, or did he not want to tell her?

Changge walked in gloomily. These people were truly careful. Why would there be people here, where so many immortals were gathered, plotting against them?

He woke up Little Fishy, who was sleeping in his arms, and reminded her not to run around if she had nothing better to do.

Xiaoyu blinked her large eyes with an innocent look on her face. Was he wrong to be a demon?

After washing up and eating, the night was peaceful.

On the fourth day of the fifth month, the weather was sunny and clear but she still did not see Daoist Master Xuanqi. Even Ye Xuan had disappeared without a trace, but she did see countless disciple anxiously guarding all over the place, as if there were enemies approaching at any time.

Who would risk their lives to come here to Haoyue Peak to send themselves to their deaths? Longsong talked to himself while holding his chin.

Little Fishy wouldn't!

Since so many deities came to the Immortal Sect Meeting, what were they afraid of?

There must be a secret!

One man and one cat, they looked at each other and nodded solemnly. In order to know what kind of secrets they had, Chang Ge decided to investigate, and if they were discovered, they would say they were going to find the Grandpa.

As she thought about it this way, she made a move to let Wu Tong, who was extremely familiar with the terrain lead the way, and carried Little Fishy in her arms to find a place with no one around.