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Chapter 397 Wait a minute

Under Luo San's organization, the monks of the Jiuli Witch Clan were busy preparing for the Saint's event, but because it had been held so many times, no one had high expectations.

Soon half a month passed. After asking Yun, Luo San found out that he wanted to go with the tribe this time. So, the group set off in a mighty manner.

In order to express the importance of this matter, Luosan even spent part of the funds to invite the Xi team to follow.

Perhaps because he wanted to see the fun to the fullest, he even asked the team leader to pin a big red flower on his chest.

Yun Yin wanted to say something but stopped herself, but she didn't really like the young leader. Everything was about interests, so she just let Luo Shan do whatever he wanted.

Every time in the past, I knew the result, so I was very cautious when I went.

This time, I don’t know what the senior who came from the lower world was thinking, but he was very high-profile along the way.

When he saw a cultivator looking at him, he even threatened to go to the Loose Cultivator Alliance.

Those cultivators who were watching the fun saw that it was a cultivator from the Wu Clan, and they still wanted to go to the Loose Cultivator Alliance.

I immediately understood what I was going to do in the Loose Cultivator Alliance.

Therefore, some traveling monks decided to follow the witch clan to see what was going on.

There was a huge group of people, and within just a few days, the Loose Cultivator Alliance and several major sects had heard about it.

There were even some curious people who went directly to the city where the Loose Cultivator Alliance was located, waiting to watch the excitement.

Inside a stone chamber in the residence of the leader of the Loose Cultivators Alliance, a man whose appearance was seven times more beautiful than that of a woman slowly opened his eyes, his face extremely pale.

The sword beside him lay quietly on the ground, covered with dust.

A trace of hatred flashed across the man's eyes. He gritted his teeth and recited the name of the woman who made him want to cut her into pieces.

"Yunyin!"

However, the angrier he got, the redder the corners of his eyes became, and he looked like a bullied young wife.

Thinking back to that day, he was just trying to practice the whip technique, but because he lost his balance and didn't control the strength well, the whip wrapped around his neck. When the people from the Wu Clan saw it, they spread rumors that he felt his innocence was tarnished and wanted to hang himself. He wanted to rush into Jiuli and tear those people from the Wu Clan into pieces.

Just as he was thinking about it, the anxious voice of the old servant sounded outside the stone room.

"Oh no, Young Alliance Leader, those people from the Wu Clan are here again."

Hearing this, Zhou Xiangyang in the stone chamber stood up suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot and his eyes were filled with bone-chilling hatred.

"finally come."

He had been waiting for more than eighty years, and those damn things came again. This time, he was determined to make sure that those witches would never return.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiangyang walked out of the stone chamber.

"I'm going to see my father."

The old servant nodded, as if he had thought of something, and said:

"This time, the witch tribe came a little strangely."

He also heard from the casual cultivators in the city that the Wu Clan was still in Chiyang City, and it would obviously take some time to reach Lulin City.

"A group of barbarians, what's going on?" Zhou Xiangyang snorted coldly.

"I heard that the Wu tribe brought a happy team this time and was very high-profile along the way with music and dance..." The old servant's voice became smaller and smaller. Looking at the gloomy face of the young leader, his heart skipped a beat and he quickly shut up.

"I'm going to kill those damn barbarians!" Zhou Xiangyang clenched his fists, obviously extremely angry.

"The leader is also angry, but..." the old servant said carefully.

"There is also a Mahayana monk coming this time, and that saint girl is here too."

After saying this, he hurried to look at Zhou Xiangyang's face. Zhou Xiangyang's face was red and white. Then he ran to the side and vomited.

When Zhou Xiangyang thought of the saint Yang Zi, he couldn't help but want to vomit.

His memory went back to more than a hundred years ago, when he was chasing a seriously injured demon and entered Zilin Mountain. Later, he mistakenly entered a maze. After waking up, he felt something was wrong with his body. When he opened his eyes, he saw a man speaking to him in a delicate tone, saying that he would take responsibility.

Zhou Xiangyang was unable to express the devastated and shocked expression on his face at that time. By the time he came to his senses, he had already lost all his cultivation.

Later, the witch tribe went too far and even went directly to his loose cultivator alliance and threatened to marry him off.

How could he not hate such a great humiliation?

However, no matter how much he hated her, it was true that he couldn't help wanting to vomit whenever he thought of the Witch Saint.

What kind of saint is this? She is clearly a monster that is neither male nor female.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiangyang started vomiting again.

The old servant was distressed watching from the side. If he had known earlier, he would not have mentioned the Witch Saint. After so many years, he did not expect that the young master would still not be able to control his urge to vomit.

"Young Master, are you still going to the leader?" The old servant spoke tremblingly, trying to keep his voice as low as possible, for fear of accidentally irritating Zhou Xiangyang.

"Go and arrange some people to offer a large reward for Yun Yin's head."

Zhou Xiangyang said bitterly that since he did not hide in his turtle shell this time, he would definitely avenge himself.

No one can understand the feeling of having hundreds of years of cultivation destroyed in one day and becoming a useless person.

"Young Master, if we find out, I'm afraid those sects and families will not let us target the Wu Clan."

Now, the Witch Clan is guarding the South Land. If they kill the Witch Clan Saint, I am afraid that the Witch Clan in the South Land will not sit idly by. At that time, they will have to select cultivators to guard the South Land again, and their scattered cultivator alliance will definitely be the first to bear the brunt.

Zhou Xiangyang glanced at the old servant coldly, knowing in his heart that the Loose Cultivator Alliance would not allow him to do this.

In the beginning, they set three challenges and killed several Wu clan monks. Later, several major sects joined forces to put pressure on them to prevent anyone from dying. Only then did the Loose Cultivator Alliance restrain itself.

But the death of just a few Wu clan monks is not enough, the one who should die is Yun Yin!

But the Wu clan was unwilling to hand over Yunyin.

After hearing the old servant's words, Zhou Xiangyang no longer wanted to see his father again. He turned around and went back to the stone chamber.

The old servant sighed, turned around and went to the main hall, and after reporting the matter to Zhou Xiangyang, the leader of the Loose Cultivator Alliance, he said.

"Alliance leader, the Wu Clan is making such a big fuss, I'm afraid they want to drag us, the Loose Cultivator Alliance, down with us for everyone in the Wufang Realm to laugh at."

"I want to see what the newly ascended Mahayana wants to do." The leader of the Loose Cultivator Alliance was obviously a little annoyed, but he didn't lose his mind like Zhou Xiangyang.

Originally, he planned to let Xiangyang come out and solve the matter completely. After all, Xiangyang has lost his cultivation now and cannot start over. He must get a solution from the Wu clan.

He had thought of a solution, but he didn't expect Xiangyang to hear that the Witch Saint was coming, so he couldn't control his temper and locked himself in the confinement room again.

"I will go to the forbidden room myself." After all, he is his son, said the leader of the Loose Cultivator Alliance.

Luo San asked the musicians of the Xi team to play music all the way, the purpose of which was naturally to attract attention. Anyway, the whole cultivation world knew about this matter, and if they came here timidly, they would be ridiculed. In this case, it would be better to make a big fuss from the beginning, so that the Loose Cultivator Alliance would also be at the center of attention.

At that time, if you don't want to embarrass yourself, sit down and discuss a solution. Otherwise, everyone will be embarrassed together.

Anyway, the Witch Clan has become like this, so they are not afraid of being laughed at. On the contrary, the Loose Cultivator Alliance will have to be more cautious.

This is what Luo Shan thought, but he indeed guessed the thoughts of the leader of the Loose Cultivator Alliance.

Such a big fuss has caused a lot of complaints from underground people. When they first learned that the young leader's cultivation was destroyed by the Witch Clan Saint, they were angry. However, the members of the Loose Cultivator Alliance are not disciples of the sect, so they are not that loyal to the Loose Cultivator Alliance.

The Witch Saint destroyed the cultivation of the young leader, which was a slap in the face of all the people in the Loose Cultivators Alliance. After three challenges, they felt that they had vented their anger.

In addition, the Wu Clan members were still needed to guard the South Land, so naturally they did not agree with the Loose Cultivator Alliance to completely exterminate the Wu Clan. The Wu Clan was left without the protection of high-level cultivators, which had already taught them a lesson.

Later, when the Wu clan asked for marriage several times, someone suggested that this was feasible.

After all, Zhou Xiangyang was already a useless person with no cultivation. They killed so many people from the Wu clan to vent their anger, and by sending him over, they could also repair the relationship between the two sides a little bit.

Now when those wandering cultivators heard that the Witch Clan had swaggered out to celebrate their visit to the Loose Cultivator Alliance with great fanfare, some of them even turned green in anger.

The Witch Clan is shameless, everyone of them is thick-skinned, but the people in their loose cultivator alliance have some dignity!

With this in mind, all the independent cultivators in the Alliance went to ask for an audience with the leader.

Coincidentally, they also saw Zhou Xiangyang sitting below the leader.

The wandering cultivators looked at each other in bewilderment. Didn't they hear that Zhou Xiangyang had gone into the confinement room and hadn't come out since that incident?

"Everyone, is there something you need?"

The strong voice of the leader of the Loose Cultivator Alliance rang out, and those lone cultivators immediately came back to their senses and told them about the Witch Clan.

After finishing speaking, someone looked at Zhou Xiangyang for a few times, and confirmed that he was not angry, and then said:

"This is the seventh time that the Wu Clan has come to the Loose Cultivator Alliance. They are so persistent. They must think highly of the young leader. I think..."

The man paused for a moment and continued:

"We can form a contract between the two parties. The Saint is only 600 years old now, but she is already a Divine Transformation Venerable. It can be seen that she has extraordinary aptitude and is a good match for the young master."

As this person spoke, he felt a cold gaze coming from behind. The cultivator's eyes changed slightly, but he did not change his words.

He is not a nobody, so why would he be afraid of the owner of that gaze?

At worst, he could just quit the Loose Cultivator Alliance and become a real lone cultivator. So what?

It's better than becoming a laughing stock in the Loose Cultivator Alliance that everyone in the Wufang Realm can talk about.

The man thought to himself and had already come up with an idea.

The leader of the Loose Cultivator Alliance raised his hand without changing his expression and looked at the man.

"We will discuss this matter after the Wu Clan arrives. The Wu Clan is making such a big fuss just to see us having fun. If we send Yang'er over just because of this, then what will become of our Loose Cultivator Alliance?"

Zhou Xun spoke calmly.

But what he said made sense. Everyone thought in silence, frowning, and obviously very unhappy.

"Then according to what the leader said, what should we do?"

"Wait." Zhou Xun spoke slowly. With just one word, everyone understood instantly.

"Since they are well prepared, let me see how many surprises they have prepared."

After all, the Loose Cultivator Alliance has grievances with the Witch Clan, so even if they come to the Loose Cultivator Alliance, what can they do?

Once you are in their territory, you naturally have to listen to them.