Rebirth: Taking Away the 10 Billion-Dollar Assets of His Bad Dad

Chapter 168 Holy Feather Immortal Emperor



Chapter 168 Holy Feather Immortal Emperor

"Who dares to break into my mountain gate and bully my disciples?"

A delicate cry was heard, and a woman in a purple long skirt fell from the sky. The woman was about 30 years old, with a dignified face and a fairy mark on her forehead!

The woman in the silk skirt immediately knelt down and bowed to the visitor:

"Shu Lian greets the Palace Master!"

Yang Qing was stunned. This woman turned out to be the Palace Master of Yuzhu Palace? Just as he was about to speak, a sharp gaze shot over:

"You two are the ones bullying my disciple?"

Shu Lian quickly explained:

"No, no! Palace Master, just now the evil people from the Hehuan Sect wanted to kidnap me and my senior sister. Fortunately, thanks to the young hero's help, I was able to escape! It's a pity that my senior sister was still killed by the evil people!"

The Palace Master glanced at the two corpses on the ground and snorted coldly:

"The Hehuan Sect has always been insidious and cunning! How do you know this isn't their plan?"

Shu Lian was shocked and didn't know how to explain.

Yang Qing rolled his eyes. What era is this? Why are people still speaking so elegantly?

"We were just passing by and bumped into each other, so we just offered a hand! You don't have to thank us, we have things to do! Goodbye!"

Yang Qing just wanted to leave here quickly, but the Palace Master obviously refused to let them go!

"How can you come and go as you please in Yuzhu Palace? You broke into my mountain gate and killed my disciples! Shu Lian is simple-minded and was deceived by you! Do you think I am so easy to fool?"

After saying that, he casually pointed his finger, and two streams of spiritual energy shot out. Yang Qing immediately felt as if an invisible rope had tied him tightly, and he could not move his whole body! He could not mobilize the true energy or spiritual energy in his body!

Looking at Wu Ming again, he was also tied up and could not move at all no matter how hard he struggled!

"Hey! I saved your apprentice, why are you turning your back on me?"

The Palace Master snorted coldly and said coldly:

"Take them back!"

At this time, a group of women in silk skirts ran out from somewhere, with several long swords pointing directly at Yang Qing and Wu Ming.

Yang Qing was speechless. He had been wronged by Wu Ming. Why had he come to such a secluded sect? Now, instead of getting anything good, he was kidnapped!

The two men were escorted up the mountain by a group of women in silk skirts!

Wu Ming was not afraid at all along the way, and even winked at Yang Qing. Yang Qing was in no mood to play dumb with him and didn't want to pay any attention to him!

Wu Ming was not annoyed, but still joked with a woman in a skirt beside him:

"Are all the young ladies in Yuzhu Palace as beautiful as you?"

"Have you ever left Kunlun Mountain?"

"Have you been staying on the mountain?"

But the women in Luo skirts ignored him. An older woman in Luo skirts shouted:

"If you keep talking, I'll cut off your tongue!"

Wu Ming swallowed his saliva and quickly shut up!

After walking up for nearly a quarter of an hour, Yang Qing looked up and saw a huge palace gate on the mountain.

When he reached the palace gate, Yang Qing couldn't believe his eyes. The red palace wall and the red palace gate! The palace wall was at least ten meters high. Standing under the palace gate, he looked so small!

Yang Qing looked up and saw a plaque hanging across the door lintel with three large and elegant characters "Yuzhu Palace" written on it!

Yang Qing couldn't understand why the Yuzhu Palace was so imposing. With such high walls and gates, could there be giants living here?

Standing outside the palace gate and looking in, I felt as if everything was shrouded in a thin layer of mist, and everything was blurry and unclear! It felt like looking through a layer of frosted glass.

As soon as he stepped through the palace gates, Yang Qing suddenly felt brighter. Inside, he saw picturesque scenery, birdsong, and fragrant flowers. Several palaces loomed in the distance. Behind him, towering mountains and ridges stretched endlessly, their beauty resembling a landscape painting.

Yang Qing took a deep breath, his eyes immediately widening like bells. Such abundant spiritual energy! Living here for a long time, ordinary people can prolong their lives, let alone these cultivators!

Yang Qing smacked his lips. He didn't expect that the hidden sect would be like this!

Looking at Wu Ming again, he didn't seem surprised at all. He just glanced at him casually, and there was even some disdain in his eyes.

The older woman in a skirt pushed the two of them:

"What are you standing there for? Go!"

Yang Qing curled his lips and continued walking forward!

Walking across the small bridge and flowing water, you will see a corridor. Walking in the corridor and admiring the rockery, small bridge and flowing water on both sides is a unique experience!

It’s a pity that Yang Qing is a prisoner now. How can he enjoy the beautiful scenery?

After walking through the corridor, there was another palace gate, but this palace gate was the same size as a normal palace gate!

As soon as you enter, you will see an open space that is half the size of a football field. There are weapon racks on both sides, equipped with knives, forks, swords and halberds. It is obviously a martial arts training ground!

There is a high platform opposite the gate, on which is placed a row of armchairs. Yang Qing guessed that this might be for the palace master or elders to sit!

At this time, there were no disciples practicing in the martial arts training ground, only three or five women in silk skirts sweeping the floor!

Passing the martial arts training ground, there are three courtyard-like houses side by side, with the words "Sword Sect", "Qi Sect" and "Tantric Sect" written on the lintels!

Yang Qing could understand the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect, but what was this Tantric Sect?

At this moment, a voice as black as ink rang in Yang Qing's mind:

"The Jade Pearl Palace is a sect that focuses on swords. The Sword Sect is for beginners, who mainly practice martial arts techniques. Every year, they hold a competition, and the winners can enter the Qi Sect to cultivate internal strength. Every three years, they hold a competition, and the winners enter the Tantric Sect to cleanse their meridians and marrow, becoming true cultivators!"

Yang Qing nodded. This Yuzhu Palace seemed quite formal! Suddenly Yang Qing realized:

'What's wrong with the restrictions on me?'

Rumo said:

"It's not difficult to break the Palace Master's spell at this point, but if you do, you'll be truly standing against the Jade Pearl Palace! Even if you have 100 mouths, you won't be able to explain yourself!"

Yang Qing thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he did not want to confront the hidden sect!

After passing the three sects, they arrived at another large hall. Yang Qing and Wu Ming were escorted inside. Dozens of chairs were placed on both sides of the hall. In the middle of the hall stood an eight-person table, with two armchairs placed on either side. Hanging on the wall was a painting of a graceful woman in a gauze skirt.

The woman was holding a long sword and riding a large snow-white bird! When Yang Qing saw the portrait, he was stunned and blurted out:

"Saint Feather Immortal Emperor!? Xiaobai?!"

The older woman in a Luo skirt shouted:

"Your Majesty!"

Suddenly he was stunned and asked:

"What did you say?"

Yang Qing said blankly:

"Saint Feather Immortal Emperor! Isn't the person in the portrait in your hall the Saint Feather Immortal Emperor? Isn't the one next to her her spirit beast, Xiaobai?"

The older woman's pupils trembled, she looked at Yang Qing in shock, and asked:

"Do you know the ancestor?"

Yang Qing was stunned:

"What? The Holy Feather Immortal Emperor is your ancestor?"


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