Master Su Yuan had been pissed off by his two disciples before, so he was wandering in the nearby sea of clouds on his sword to relax. He never expected to see several groups of people flying towards his own Cloud Island.
He was a good escapee and his survival instinct was no worse than Wen Yun's. He immediately ran back to the island without looking back to inform the island.
The old swordsman held the sword and said solemnly: "The protective formation has not been set up yet. It looks like we have to abandon the island and run for our lives!"
On the matter of escaping, both Master Su Yuan and Wen Yun reached a consensus.
One is to never stay in one place for long, as a cunning rabbit has many burrows; the other is to draw a scroll for teleportation whenever she has nothing to do. Even though this thing is difficult to make, she can make two every month. After accumulating them over the past few decades, she has hundreds of them. She just needs to use them to sew a piece of clothing that will automatically break into pieces and teleport away when encountering danger.
Ye Shubai frowned and said thoughtfully, "Senior, please be patient. I will go and find out what is going on first."
After all, a random teleportation scroll is not a fixed-point teleportation. It’s okay for the three of them in the Ascension period, as they can protect themselves no matter which realm they fall into. However, Zhu Erchong and Shen Xinghai are in trouble. They are only at the Golden Core level, so if they fall into the Lower Realm, it’s okay. But when they reach the Upper Realm where Golden Cores are everywhere... they might be caught and forced to work as miners.
Master Su Yuan was looking at Ye Shubai's receding back. He had already begun to instruct his two unimproving disciples and was teaching them his escape secrets at a rapid pace.
"If you are teleported to a crowded place, remember the principle of 'great seclusion in the city'. Didn't you two recently learn the work of a bricklayer? Just go and move bricks."
"If you get to a remote place, just dig a hole and hide there until we find you... Xiao Shen, doesn't your apprentice know how to dig holes? I guess you've learned a few tricks from him, right?"
Although Zhu Erchong and Shen Xinghai were very proud of being sword cultivators, the latter even wanted to say something naughty, shouting something like "We cultivators can fight but not retreat", but the person in front of him was the most senior ancestor in the sect, so he could only nod cautiously.
Master Su Yuan did not forget to inform Wen Yun, who also came to the peak nervously, followed by Yu Qinghong who was holding a thick stack of drawings.
All the cultivators had met Yu Qinghong before, so there was no time to celebrate. They could only exchange greetings hastily and then leave. Hearing that they were leaving now, Yu Qinghong's tone was slightly regretful: "I just drew a detailed map of this Cloud Island and was planning to work with the master to set up the formation, but I didn't expect to be a step late."
"Master?" Zhu Erchong couldn't help but repeat the title when he heard it. There was a strange look in his eyes, and one could tell at a glance that something was wrong in this man's mind.
Unfortunately, Yu Qinghong, who called out this name, looked like an upright young man, and the two boring sword cultivators Su Yuan and Shen Xinghai were also unaware of it. Only Wen Yun noticed something was wrong. After giving Zhu Erchong a glare, he corrected him again: "Don't call me master. Call me Fellow Daoist Wen, Junior Sister Wen, or Wen Yun. Anything is fine."
Yu Qinghong smiled gently, revealing the dimples on her cheeks: "Okay, Master."
So Zhu Erchong's eyes became even more meaningful.
Wen Yun is now certain that this guy has decided to read storybooks, and those storybooks he reads are all erotic and not suitable for children!
She turned her back and didn't bother to face Zhu Erchong. She quickly took something out of her mustard seed bag. "First, see if the opponent is strong. If you can beat him, then beat him. If you can't, then pass it on. Here are some attack scrolls I drew earlier. Each of you can take some. There aren't many, so use them sparingly."
"This is Thousand Miles of Ice, which is considered the most useful area magic in the Cloud Sea Realm." He took out a stack of cards, estimating that there were at least a hundred of them.
"This is the blessing of light, a defensive barrier that can withstand a blow from an ordinary Ascensionist." There were hundreds of them.
“And this, Fire Dragon’s Roar, I asked Charmander to help seal the dragon flame…” There were indeed fewer this time, but there were still dozens of them.
…
Wen Yun calmly held a stack of things that could destroy the entire Cloud Island under his feet, and looked at the black spots approaching in the distance with great caution. He said seriously: "When they land on the island later, you will activate the scroll with me. Remember to open the Holy Light Blessing Barrier first to avoid accidentally hurting yourself. When we fought Shang Wuyang before, that guy's sword was too fast and we didn't have time to use the scroll. But now we have the upper hand, so remember to strike first to gain the upper hand."
My goodness, with such a thick stack of debris falling down, I’m afraid only the powerful ones in the fairyland can survive!
As soon as Wen Yun finished his teachings, several figures fell towards Yun Island.
Zhu Erchong was the most nervous. Before Wen Yun could say anything, he shouted in panic, "It's over. Master Ye didn't stop them!"
While speaking, Zhu Erchong, who was on high alert, had already quickly torn open a scroll. Golden red dragon flames slowly rose from the cracks in the scroll, and an evil dragon roared like a baby voice. The roaring fire dragon suddenly smashed towards the person in front!
However, it was at this moment that Zhu Erchong saw clearly that the person in front of him was actually Ye Shubai, but it was too late for him to withdraw the scroll.
Ye Shubai jumped up lightly to avoid the dragon flame. At the same time, the source power in his palm surged, pushing this sudden attack into the depths of the sea of clouds.
However, even though he moved quickly, the people around him were unlucky enough to be affected.
A winged man shook his tail feathers desperately and called out to his companions in a heart-wrenching voice: "Hurry up and save me! Sparks have fallen on my tail feathers!"
The winged people have the most hair all over their bodies and are extremely afraid of fire. What's more, this fire is dragon flame that cannot be extinguished by ordinary means. The other winged people nearby are also scared to death. They flap their wings to try to help put out the fire, but not only do they fan the fire bigger, they also suffer from it. For a while, the whole Cloud Island echoes with the cries of ghosts and birds.
In the end, it was Wen Yun who rescued the group of winged people, and by the way, he grabbed Zhu Erchong who was trying to shrink back and apologized to him.
Fortunately, the Winged People were not injured. Several of them only lost a few tufts of tail feathers and wing feathers. However, they loved beauty by nature. When they touched their own fur, they could not hide the grief on their faces.
Wen Yun hurriedly invited a few people to sit down in the small town on Yun Island. Fortunately, they had built it quickly before, and now a small half of the area had been made presentable and sufficient to entertain guests.
After the Wingmen calmed down, they spoke up: "Fellow Daoists, we are here to discuss something."
They all looked at Ye Shubai, but the latter calmly took half a step back behind Wen Yun, and then the Wing people suddenly realized that this was the case, this Fellow Daoist Ye was henpecked!
So they fixed their gaze on Wen Yun again, and the winged man who was leading the group bent over, touching his chest.
"Friend Wen, I have heard of your great names for a long time. My name is Cui Yu."
"The thing is, the Winged Clan has to leave home and make their own way after reaching adulthood. We followed Yi Yu to the Cloud Sea Realm. He has made great achievements in fighting magic, while we are only good at refining magic weapons. He was the one who earned a place to stay by taking the test in the Cloud Sea Tower, while we refined magic weapons on the island..."
This should be a good thing.
Although Yi Yu was a little arrogant because of the bird, he was very caring towards his fellow tribesmen and never complained about the hard work he had to endure in the Yunhai Tower. He always reported good news but not bad news, and just climbed up the Yunhai Tower floor by floor, making the Cloud Island where the Winged People settled bigger and bigger.
The other Winged People also used their skills to make magic weapons on Yun Island or set up stalls to sell them in Yunhai City. They gradually settled down in the Yunhai Realm.
However, no one expected that Yi Yu was killed by Shang Wuyang's sword, and the Yun Island that originally belonged to the Winged People was lost.
The Winged People, who were not good at fighting, finally produced Yi Yu. Now that he is dead, there is no one left to protect the other Winged People with weak fighting power. The houses in Yunhai City have already been bought by other forces, so it is not their turn.
They were forced into a corner and remembered that there was a thriving large island under construction next to their original Yun Island. In addition, this place was close to Yunhai City, so they came to take refuge.
The Winged People were very understanding. Without waiting for Wen Yun to speak, they began to introduce the benefits of their group one after another: "We don't want to occupy it for free, but we plan to buy ten yards on your island, and if you need magic weapons, you can get a 20% discount. The skillful hands of our Winged People are very famous in the entire upper world."
Su Yuan Zhenren testified: "This is true. The magic weapons made by the Winged People are generally two levels more expensive than those made by other races."
Wen Yun was stunned. Their island was indeed very big. The space for the city was reserved outside the mountain gate because Master Su Yuan wanted to rent the land for business and make plans for the future of Qingliu Sword Sect. Now the Winged People came to buy houses, which was exactly what was planned in the beginning!
But the current situation is different from the past. They are now on guard against the Dongxuan Sect coming to their doorstep. If they take in this group of Winged People, wouldn’t it implicate others
Wen Yun explained the situation directly without any reservation.
But this group of winged people just shook their feathers nonchalantly. Cui Yu, who was in the lead, narrowed his eyes, and his burnt tail feathers slightly curled up, revealing a hint of anger.
He said in a cold voice: "The reason why we chose to come to your island is because we know that you have enemies with Dongxuan Sect. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Although we, the Winged Clan, are not good at fighting, we will never retreat. It doesn't matter if Dongxuan Sect doesn't come. If they do, we will definitely avenge Yi Yu!"
"Yes! We are of course aware of the rules of Yunhai Tower. If Yi Yu died in a normal fight, it would be fine. We didn't care if he was beaten black and blue before. But Shang Wuyang killed just for the sake of killing. Yi Yu has always known his limits. I think he didn't even let him off even if he voluntarily admitted defeat..."
When talking about Yi Yu's death, all the Winged People had sad expressions on their faces. Some young people who had just reached adulthood covered their faces with their wings and cried quietly.
Cui Yu looked at Wen Yun and the others again, her voice choking a little, "It seems that most of you fellow Taoists are sword cultivators. We have heard that sword cultivators are the most dignified. I think you are also prepared to fight to the death with the Dongxuan Sect, right? Why don't we join hands to fight the enemy?"
The escaping veteran Su Yuan Zhenren and the life-saving master Wen Yun looked at each other in bewilderment. Several sword cultivators looked up at the sky. They were too embarrassed to say that they did not intend to fight to the death. They were just discussing abandoning the island and running away...
However, seeing that the Winged People were so persistent, Master Su Yuan couldn't help but say, "How about letting them stay here? At the worst, we can come together and... save the lives of these Winged People."
As Master Su Yuan spoke, he gestured. Wen Yun understood the meaning of the sentence he omitted. He meant that if the Dongxuan Sect really attacked, it would be better to teleport away with the Winged People than to watch them fight against the enemy with their own strength.
Shen Xinghai was the most chivalrous man. He softened his heart when he saw the Winged People crying, but he also knew that this matter could not be finalized casually, so he just stared at Wen Yun with a little pleading.
Wen Yun thought for a moment and said, "It's not impossible. After all, I am the one who sets up the teleportation array. If someone really wants to be an insider... I can filter that person out before the teleportation."
In other words, Wen Yun was the one who controlled the entire teleportation formation. She could decide which people and objects in the formation would be teleported away. If she caught a traitor, the whole island would be teleported away, and the traitor would probably fall directly into the abyss of the sea of clouds.
Finally, she made a decision: "Okay, you guys take a look at which houses on the island you want, and when we have cleaned up the island you can move in."
The Wingmen were overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.
They had been doing magic weapon business in Yunhai City for so long, so naturally they couldn't be short of money. They immediately took out the shiny source crystals and said, "Then we will buy the ten nearby..."
"Wait." When it came time to discuss business, the largest storybook agent in the former cultivation world stood up.
Zhu Erchong took out an abacus account book from somewhere and started to deal with the matter in a businesslike manner: "It's like this, we don't sell land or houses on Yun Island, we only rent them..."
The rest of the matters were left to Zhu Erchong and others. As for Wen Yun, she didn't plan to stay here any longer. She pulled Ye Shubai outside.
"This sword is for you."
Wen Yun handed the wooden sword that he had spent the whole night carving to Ye Shubai. The corners of his lips curved up, and he noticed the difference on the sword the first time he took it.
The Delonix regia tree is extremely tough and cannot be damaged by ordinary knives. However, Wen Yun originally cast the master-servant mark on the Delonix regia tree, so she is also the owner of this wooden sword and can naturally change its appearance at will.
She shaved the entire sword to be much thinner and more delicate, turning it into a very beautiful streamlined shape. The originally blunt tip of the sword also became sharp. The sword was still the plain wooden sword before, and the only decoration was on the hilt.
Ye Shubai originally thought that she would carve a plum blossom on the wooden sword this time, just like she did on the previous one, but after looking at the pattern on the hilt, he couldn't help but be stunned.
There were no flowers there, only a small cloud.
Wen Yun saw Ye Shubai looking at the cloud, and she became nervous for some reason. She stammered, "Well... I thought that you are the ancestor after all, and it would be a bit frivolous to carve patterns on the sword, so why not carve a floating cloud? This is very free and easy for sword cultivators, right?"
Seeing that Ye Shubai didn't say anything, she quickly added: "If you don't like this cloud, I will change it to something else. Do you want a dragon? Or a phoenix?"
Ye Shubai quickly interrupted her: "No, I think Yun is the best."
He was talking about the cloud, but he didn't look at the one on the hilt of the sword. Instead, he stared at the person in front of him.
He held the sword and could feel the bumps and grooves of the cloud on it on his palm. He felt very happy when he thought that it was a cloud carved by Wen Yun.
Ye Shubai calmed down and looked at him. "Actually, I'm most..."
However, before he could finish, several huge black shadows flew over from a distance, accompanied by thunderous greetings: "Hey! Where's Miss Yun? My giant clan is here to pay you a visit!"
The giants were huge in size, and when they landed suddenly on the ground, they stirred up a cloud of dust. The leader was the giant who had approached Wen Yun in Yunhai City before and wanted to make her his daughter-in-law. They did not treat themselves as guests at all, and started looking for Wen Yun at the top of their voices.
The happiness on Ye Shubai's face disappeared again.
Wen Yun patted the back of Ye Shubai's hand and soothed him gently, "We'll decide what to carve on your sword later. Let's go see what these giants are here for first."
After seeing Wen Yun, the giant's face was filled with a smile, and he opened his arms as if to hug him. In the end, it was Ye Shubai who stepped forward and took this fatal hug for Wen Yun.
"I wonder why fellow Taoists from the Giant Spirit Clan have come here this time?" Ye Shubai stood in front of Wen Yun politely but coldly, with his hand on the hilt of the sword, as if he would draw his sword if the other party asked Wen Yun to marry to the Giant Spirit Realm.
"Oh, you asked me why I came here?" The giant scratched his head and laughed: "I heard from the bird people that there is a cloud island with many houses and cheap housing, so I wanted to rent a place here to work as a blacksmith!"
Without waiting for Wen Yun to reply, the giant started to complain: "Houses in Yunhai City are so damn expensive. You little guys only need three hundred to stay a night. We giants can't find a suitable house to live in, so we can only live in the spirit beast shed, but you actually charge us one thousand source crystals a day. This life is unbearable! We have only been in Yunhai Realm for a month, and the source crystals we brought are almost used up! It's good here. Yun Island is big and close to Yunhai City. It's convenient for us to forge iron here and then set up a stall in Yunhai City."
Yunhai City is indeed overcrowded now. It is better for those who arrived first or have strong fighting strength. Most of the former have already established businesses in Yunhai City or the surrounding Yun Islands, while the latter can rely on their strength to fight for Yun Islands in Yunhai Tower.
As for craftsmen like the Winged People and the Giant Spirits who come to Yunhai City to do business... that is really difficult.
"… "
The sword cultivators looked at the Winged Man silently. It was said that birds are talkative, and it seemed to be true. The news spread very quickly.
Seeing that Wen Yun didn't respond, the giant became anxious and stamped his feet, saying, "You can accept these bird people, but you are unwilling to accept our giant spirits?"
Wen Yun had no choice but to repeat to the giant what he had previously said to the Winged People.
The Giant Spirit Clan had no grudge against the Dongxuan Sect, and they probably didn't want to get involved with such a giant just to find a place to stay, so Wen Yun was prepared for the other party to turn around and leave immediately.
But the giant in front of him scratched his head in confusion and asked, "Are you worried that the Dongxuan Sect will attack us?"
"Yes, we and all the fellow sword practitioners are ready for a life-and-death battle with the Dongxuan Dog!" The tail feathers behind Cui Yu exploded, filled with murderous intent.
Wen Yun: No, when did you, a bunch of life players, get ready? And if you Wingmen want to show off, don't bring us sword cultivators with you!
The giant asked back: "You don't know?"
"What?"
"The Immortal Shangxuan of Dongxuan Sect went to the Northern Wasteland to exorcise demons, but now he is missing! Now the entire Dongxuan Sect is in a hurry to find him. Immortal Shangxuan and his disciple Shang Wuyang are both missing. Now the Dongxuan Sect is in chaos, so they are looking for people and looking for opportunities to embezzle the resources of the Shangxuan lineage. How can they have the time to come to the Yunhai Realm!"
The always well-informed Yi Ren was shocked: "I... How come we didn't know!"
Moreover, the Immortal Lord is the ultimate foundation of a sect. Once he is killed, it will endanger the entire sect. Even if something happens, the news will be strictly guarded. How could it be known so easily
"This morning, a disciple of the Dongxuan Sect went to the Giant Spirit Realm to ask my son for help in forging a sword and accidentally let it slip. My son is sensible and told me right away." The giant sighed, then quickly revealed an earnest smile and looked down at Wen Yun: "My son is not only handsome, but also a first-class sword-forging master. Even the sword cultivators of the Dongxuan Sect ask him to forge swords. Little girl, do you want to consider breaking the contract and choosing a new Taoist partner?"
Ye Shubai drew his sword.