Three months later, at the coastal camp.
In the central military tent where the Fulong Sect was located, Dongqiao sat back in the armchair, slapping the latest battle report on the table with a gloomy expression.
At this time, Dongfang Yu walked in from outside.
Ever since Ning Zhiyuan's cave mansion's "thief crying thief" incident caused him to be disliked by the Five Fire True Lord and he was not allowed to become his disciple, he had no face to stay in the Fulong Sect and could only try his luck in the West Sea battlefield.
Now that Dongqiao Zhenzun is looking for Jiang Yuebai, this is Dongfang Yu's best opportunity. He wants to rely on this opportunity to gain Dongqiao Zhenzun's appreciation and find a way to become Dongqiao Zhenzun's disciple.
"Don't tell me, there is no news." Dong Qiao said coldly without even looking at Dongfang Yu.
In the past three months, the dragon clan has not provoked any war. Except for the dragon that passed the tribulation and formed a baby in the sea last month and the group of dragons that guarded the law, Yinglong and Jiang Yuebai have disappeared.
Dongfang Yu took out a jade image from his sleeve and handed it to Dong Qiao with both hands.
"Your Majesty, today the Biyou Palace received this. This is a copy that I managed to make."
Dong Qiao glanced at it, showing no interest in reading it. "Just tell me what's inside. I don't have that much free time."
Dongfang Yu raised his body and said, "It was the female cultivator who killed my master, Taoist Long Ming. She said in the Jade Image that Yinglong had made a life and death pact with her, and they could not be separated in life and death..."
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy. Dongfang Yu clearly felt the low pressure emanating from Dongqiao, which made him swallow his saliva.
"Go on."
Dongfang Yu took a breath and said, "She said that as a human, she is willing to make peace with the Biyou Palace and calm down the war in the West Sea. As long as the Biyou Palace can offer conditions that satisfy her, she can be guaranteed to be absolutely safe."
Dong Qiao's eyes were cold, "It's just a golden elixir, but you have such a big appetite. What else?"
"She said that in order to appease Yinglong and ensure smooth peace talks, she needs everyone on the West Coast to withdraw to Fulong Mountain first and cease fire for three years. During these three years, the human race cannot allow anyone to hunt dragons in the West Sea, and she will also prevent Yinglong from attacking human territory. They can slowly negotiate terms during these three years."
"She made a list, asking the Biyou Palace to give her one million top-grade spirit stones, a drop of Azure Dragon's blood, and materials such as Taixuan refined gold as a deposit. This is the list of items she wanted, and it's a bit long. At the end, she also said... She also said that if other people can afford the price, she is willing to negotiate."
“What a big mouth!”
Dongqiao snorted coldly. He had never seen such a greedy person before. This was not a negotiation with the Biyou Palace, this was a negotiation with the entire Qinglong Realm.
But if it is true as she said, she and Yinglong have made an irreconcilable life and death contract. If he wants to get Yinglong, he must deal with her first.
However, as long as she is greedy enough, there will be a chance to lure her out. Catching her is equivalent to catching Yinglong, which is easier than directly confronting Yinglong in the Spirit Transformation Stage.
Thinking of this, Dong Qiao stood up and said, "Keep investigating and keep an eye on the Biyou Palace. I will go to consult with the Impermanence Star Lord."
"yes!"
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Behind the camp, the independent cultivators of the Dragon Hunting Team built a temporary camp at the foot of the mountain and traded goods with each other.
Jiang Yuebai dressed up as a man, painted himself to look like charcoal, bit a piece of grass in his mouth, and watched the rays of light rushing into the sky from all over the camp, all rushing towards Fulong Mountain.
"It seems that the effect of my image jade is quite good. I have gone to Fulong Mountain to discuss it with the person who can make the decision."
But she didn't want to talk at all. What's the point of talking? It's not like she wants to die!
She, with her small golden elixir, could not withstand the tracing back to the origin and divination methods of the Divine Transformation cultivators. Although she had the protection of the ancestors and those people could not figure out her whereabouts, she was also afraid that they could figure out other things and expose Ao Juan's position.
She didn't make a life and death pact with Ao Juan, and there was no way Ao Juan would agree to that.
She covered her face in the photo. Although she had already been exposed to Fu Yu and Dong Qiao, most people had never seen her, so she could hide as much as possible.
"Thanks to the Ning Family Talisman Technique and the Feng Family Talisman Technique I obtained earlier, I was able to improve the God Hiding Talisman and the Turtle Breathing Talisman, and was able to sneak in successfully."
Jiang Yuebai has combined the Divine Concealment Talisman and the Turtle Breathing Talisman into one, and improved and simplified it a lot. Ao Juan helped her hunt a thousand-year-old black turtle, and used the turtle shell, turtle blood and turtle soul to make a black turtle treasure talisman.
This earth-level talisman currently has the power of a top-grade magic weapon. It can be used for defense and also has the effect of concealing invisibility and aura. It cannot be detected by cultivators below the Spirit Transformation stage.
A lot of the Photo-Recalling Jades have been distributed, and the plan is at least half successful. Now it depends on whether the Biyou Palace can get everyone to retreat to the foot of Fulong Mountain.
By keeping some distance and starting to form a baby, she could give those people not enough time to arrive.
But this is not safe either, as a Divine Transformation cultivator can break through the void and step in front of her in one step.
It would be better if someone could work with her from the outside.
Jiang Yuebai disappeared and walked around the market, but he didn't see Zheng Yougong, nor did he find anyone else he knew.
She didn't dare to take the risk of asking a living person to help convey the message, so after wandering for two or three days, she had to give up and leave.
"Miss Jing, I am not a good man. I hope Miss Jing can explain it to Senior Sister Zhuang and not delay your future."
When Jiang Yuebai came out of the market and walked around the camp where the disciples of Biyou Palace lived, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.
She quietly walked over and saw at the door of one of the tents, Jing Chujun, who was dressed carefully in a goose yellow dress, holding a guqin and standing in front of Qi Siheng, who was dressed in snow-white. It seemed that she came to visit and give gifts.
Being rejected by Qi Siheng, Jing Chujun felt relieved and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
"That's great, but my mother won't believe me if I tell her this. Could you please go and tell her in person?"
These words stunned Qi Siheng. Looking at Jing Chujun's attire, he thought she was the kind of delicate young lady who would cry after being rejected so bluntly, but he didn't expect this kind of reaction.
Qi Siheng was a little overwhelmed. After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice, "Okay, wait a moment, young lady. I will write a letter for you to take back."
“Please!”
When Qi Siheng returned to the tent, Jing Chujun held the zither in one hand, grabbed the decoration on her forehead that made her uncomfortable, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Suddenly, a strange wind blew on her face.
Jing Chujun turned around and saw Jiang Yuebai, who was as black as a coal ball, baring his big white teeth, sticking half of his head out from the side of the tent and smiling at her.
Jing Chujun was very surprised. Just as she was about to speak, Jiang Yuebai made a gesture to silence her and sent a message to her, asking her to meet in a secret place on the beach.
Jing Chujun nodded slightly, Jiang Yuebai disappeared and left first.
About a quarter of an hour later, Jing Chujun finally waited until Qi Siheng finished writing the letter.
The tents are all made of special fabrics and have door curtains, so outsiders cannot see or sense what is going on inside.
Just as Qi Siheng lifted the door curtain and walked out, Jing Chujun suddenly saw a painting screen inside. On it was a painting of a woman in white clothes and red armor, holding a spear, looking heroic and awe-inspiring like a fairy.
Jing Chujun took a breath, isn't that Jiang Yuebai
Qi Siheng was an expert in both zither and painting. His paintings were so lifelike that they looked just like the real person. It was impossible for Jing Chujun to make a mistake.
"Miss Jing, this is my handwriting."
Jing Chujun was stunned for a long while before he took the letter handed to him by Qi Siheng, his heart beating like a drum.
What should she do? Should she tell Jiang Yuebai about this
(End of this chapter)