Eternal Saber

"What powerful Charm Technique!"

Lu Li frowned slightly, sensing something unusual.

Not to mention men, even she, upon seeing this Xiling Saintess, couldn’t help but feel a slight ripple in her emotions.

Sitting on the city wall, the Thirty-Six Marshals of the Profound Celestial Sect originally drinking wine and watching the commotion all had their eyes light up, revealing a lecherous gleam upon seeing the Xiling Saintess below.

"What a beautiful woman!"

Hou Jin grinned widely.

"Junior Brother Hou, a beauty is present; such coarse words are needless."

Another Marshal, Mu Junyun, dressed in white and gently shaking a folding fan, with three long strands of beard swaying in the wind, looking rather elegant, chuckled lightly, "Holy Daughter, would you be willing to ascend the Vermilion Bird City Wall and join us for a drink?"

"Hahaha, come, have a drink with us!"

The Marshals laughed loudly, urging her with their cheers.

Yuan Taiping’s eyes flashed with a trace of displeasure, secretly cursing in his heart: "These country bumpkins can never truly match the class, even after all these years, they’re still so uncouth!"

He, the Emperor, hadn’t said anything, yet this group of brutes had already spoken up.

Though he thought this in his heart, he dared not voice these thoughts aloud.

The Marshals were, after all, part of the Profound Celestial Sect, each extremely unruly, completely unattached by Court laws, even exempt from bowing to the Emperor.

Moreover, the current Daqian Capital City needs these crude people to guard it.

"Settle down, all of you!"

Left Protector Lu Li of the Profound Celestial Sect frowned slightly and rebuked, "In broad daylight, in front of everyone, what kind of conduct is this?"

"Just some light-hearted jokes among brothers, Left Protector, no need to take it seriously."

One of the Marshals, an elder, suddenly spoke, smiling faintly.

This was Wei Yu, the leader among the Thirty-Six Marshals, the only Peak Grandmaster among them, extremely strong in combat.

Lu Li glared at him and snorted coldly, "Foreign ambassadors come to pay homage, your antics will only bring ridicule upon us from all corners of the world!"

"Who dares to ridicule us?"

Wei Yu glanced around calmly and said, "This shows the dignity of Daqian and the might of the Profound Celestial Sect. Under heaven, every land belongs to the king; no matter how noble the Xiling Saintess is, she must bow before our Profound Celestial Sect!"

On both sides of Vermilion Bird Avenue, the people of Capital City were already crowded, a sea of faces.

The crowd originally came to watch an execution, but didn’t expect to witness such a lively scene.

The gathered people cared little about matters of right and wrong, so long as there was excitement to see, they cheered continuously.

"Who dares to be so disrespectful on the city wall to our Lady!"

The guards beside the carriage, maidens, couldn’t hold back and shouted loudly.

"Hahaha!"

The Marshals on the city wall laughed heartily, paying no attention to these maidens and guards.

They were used to being domineering.

To invite this Xiling Saintess, they’d consider it polite.

Even if forcibly abducting this Xiling Saintess, who could do anything to them?

The Xiling Countries were merely small, inconsequential nations, not worthy of fear.

"Hehe!"

He Yunjian laughed wickedly, stood up, and said, "Dear brothers, wait a moment, I’ll ’invite’ this Xiling Saintess up!"

"Be careful, Junior Brother He, don’t hurt the Saintess’ delicate body."

Wei Yu nodded with a smile.

"Rest assured, dear brothers, I’ll be gentle."

He Yunjian spoke as he stretched out his hands, made a grabbing motion toward the air, eliciting another round of jeers from the crowd.

Before the laughter subsided, He Yunjian leapt into the air with a graceful body technique, rapidly heading towards the Da Wan Country delegation.

Hou Jin chuckled, "Haha, I think Junior Brother He can’t wait to make his move first and steal the glory for himself."

He Yunjian skimmed past the Xiling Countries delegation, eliciting gasps of shock.

The maidens immediately stepped out, blocking the front of the Xiling Saintess, drawing swords from their waists and thrusting them towards He Yunjian.

"Nicely done."

He Yunjian chuckled lightly, utilizing his body technique, weaving between the maidens and guards, dodging the swords, extending his palm to grab at their chests.

"Ah!"

Amidst cries of alarm, those maidens and guards turned pale, looking panicked and retreating.

He Yunjian, after all, a Second Grade Innate, whereas those maidens had just begun cultivating their Inner Qi, were no match for him.

"Haha!"

He Yunjian laughed loudly, looking proud, reached out towards the Xiling Saintess in front of him, saying, "Holy Daughter, if you please!"

"Be careful, Junior Brother He!"

At that moment, Wei Yu’s warning came from the city wall.

He Yunjian felt his vision blur and found a person already standing in front of the Xiling Saintess!

A figure clad in black attire, with a cold, bronze complexion, well-defined features, a sturdy build, knotted muscles, and cold eyes, exuding a chilling aura!

Without a word, he raised his hand, a dead silence encompassed the air, quickly forming into a massive black palm, slapping towards He Yunjian.

He Yunjian, having heard the warning, was already prepared, retreating swiftly.

Even so, the person’s palm still enveloped him, sealing off all routes of escape!

"Celestial Demon Hand!"

"A member of the Demon Sect!"

"Spare the hand!"

On the city wall, Wei Yu and other Marshals saw this palm, their expressions changed, immediately rising, leaping off the city wall, shouting loudly and rushing over.

Bang!

He Yunjian had just raised his arms when the black hand descended upon them, lightly tapping them.

The dark energy dissipated instantly.

He Yunjian fell from mid-air, stumbling several steps backward, a hint of surprise flashing on his face.

He felt no pain, that palm seemed to have no force, merely knocking him from mid-air, more like a warning.