From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

In the Yunxiao Dynasty, Yongzhou.

This place is rich in liaoyuan trees, which are natural treasures with fire attributes. Their quality is not outstanding, but their number is countless. The branches and leaves are red like fire, and even the trunks are reddish brown. From a distance, they look like a sea of ​​​​burning fire, growing in large patches on the ground.

The streets of the secondary capital have lost their original prosperity. Tens of thousands of main forces of the Zhengyang Army advanced into Gaocheng. There are many ancient trees planted here, not limited to liaoyuan trees. There are countless evergreen plants and mottled ancient vines. Many old trees are big enough for more than a dozen people to hug, and the ancient vines are as thick as a person's waist. However, the ancient charm of the past is close to withering. The marching governor Tao Ran ordered that trees be cut down at all costs to build siege towers to make up for the losses in the previous attack.

In the northern part of the secondary capital, there is a vast garden with four mountains surrounding each other, guarding the thirty-three-story building in the middle. There are palaces on each mountain.

In the magnificent palace to the north, with carved beams and painted pillars, it is magnificent and golden, with clouds and mist surging on the ground, like a fairyland on earth. A group of beautiful girls are dancing in the middle of the dance, and their every frown and smile is captivating. The girl in the lead has the most outstanding appearance, with her slender figure looming in her gauze skirt, her swan neck and black hair forming a strong black and white contrast, her jade face is so delicate that it seems to be blown away, her eyes are moving, and she is full of charm.

Yunxiao's secondary capital, Miaoyin Pavilion, is recognized as a den of vengeance by half of Aquarius Continent. This sect is relatively unique and ranks first-class, but it rarely has disputes with other forces. It has a history of 1,200 years.

Before the death of each female leader, she would rely on her inherited skills to travel to several dynasties in search of a specific successor. This tradition has been passed down from generation to generation, and the leader and the successor have never appeared in Miaoyin Pavilion at the same time.

At the right side of the main hall, a pair of immortals sat at the same table. On the Liaoyuan wooden table in front of them, there was a dazzling array of seasonal fruits and vegetables. The Qingxin tea was filled with a faint fragrance, and the Xichen wine was flashing emerald green fluorescence. It tasted cold, like a secluded pool in summer.

The beautiful girl danced gracefully, her charming and attractive appearance attracted the attention of everyone present. Su Jia took a sip of the Qingxin tea, dressed in white and elegant, and said casually:
"The Master of Miaoyin Pavilion is an old ancestor who has reached the perfect state of the Nascent Soul Realm. She was born with the Soul Separation Syndrome. After she founded Miaoyin Pavilion, she split her soul into two halves, one as the main and the other as the auxiliary. At the beginning, the Soul Master became the Sect Master. Before she died, she would look for the Soul Assistant in the Mortal Realm to take over her position. When the Soul Assistant dies, he will look for the Soul Master again, and this cycle will continue from generation to generation."

"Miaoyin Pavilion is actually just a one-man show for her. A golden elixir has been passed down for more than a thousand years, accumulating tremendous soul power. It is rumored that she is plotting to reach the Jade Pu Realm."

"And the major immortals on the mountain have deduced similar results. This generation of chaos is the time when the master of Miaoyin Pavilion truly merged his main and secondary souls into one."

"It looks like she has succeeded. She has become a Golden Core Patriarch at a young age in this life. The Nascent Soul Realm won't be too far away. It will take no more than ten years at most. As long as she can get back her memories of reincarnation, she will be able to reach the Jade Pu Realm."

Su Jia said seriously, "Originally, whether she can become a great cultivator of the fifth realm has nothing to do with us, but Leng Qi was her junior sister two hundred years ago. Later, she went to Zhengyang Mountain after she was tested to have the aptitude to cultivate swords. The relationship between the two sides has always been strong, which is one of the reasons why Leng Qi can serve as the governor of the cultivators accompanying the army."

Jiang Yuan was not surprised to hear this. Due to the longevity of the gods, the power of the immortals on the mountain was intertwined and interconnected, forming a big network behind the scenes. The same was true for the entire Haoran world. There were many powerful sects, which together constructed an invisible but huge vortex of human relationships. If ordinary cultivators could not join it, they would have almost no chance of making a breakthrough, and on the contrary, they would get twice the result with half the effort.

"Together, we die together."

Su Jia's eyes were smiling, radiating an inviolable charm, and her pretty face under the veil was so beautiful that it was beyond description.

"At a critical moment, I still have to rely on my junior brother. If I rely on my senior sister alone, she may not have the courage to break up with Leng Qi. If she runs away, it will be the end of me."

Jiang Yuan shook his head and said nothing. Even if the situation escalated and the Master of Miaoyin Pavilion reached the Jade Stone Realm and discovered some clues, if there were no targeted Semi-Immortal Soldiers, then there would be no hope of keeping him. By the time Su Jia died in the battle, he would just dust himself off and leave.

After the dance, the girls came to the tables and poured wine for the guests. A young girl took a handkerchief to wipe the wine stains from the corners of the guest's mouth, but she didn't expect that the guest would bite her finger on the spot, causing everyone to laugh. At the head of the hall, a middle-aged man with a tall figure, sharp eyes, and a face as sharp as a knife, exuding a heroic and majestic aura, was Tao Ran, the marching governor of the Zhengyang Army.

As a direct descendant of the Tao family in Zhengyang Mountain, even if he has no aptitude for cultivation, he can still sit firmly in a high position. After all, the ancestor of the Tao family is a sword cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, and his power is feared by all countries.

Tao Ran said sincerely, "This time, we are hosting a banquet for you all after the battle. First of all, we will reward you according to your merits. Ancestor Leng Qi killed a golden elixir, two Dragon Gate realm cultivators, and dozens of enemy cultivators in the Middle Five Realms on the battlefield. You are the most meritorious. I, Tao, will offer you a toast first."

After saying that, Tao Ran clasped the wine jar with both hands, lifted it up and drank it all in one gulp. The spicy taste rushed straight to the top of his head, making him let out a hiss. Then he turned the wine glass sideways and turned it half a circle, indicating that he had finished it.

"The Governor has a good alcohol tolerance, I follow him!"

"This is a straightforward person. I am convinced."

An old woman stood up, and said with a gentle and decent smile: "Whales drink wine from the sea without hesitation, and the golden swords and iron horses show the Liangfeng. I don't envy the five hills fighting for the head. Who is the hero today? The governor is the real immortal hero, Leng Qi is just a vain old age. Today, I am lucky to accompany you gentlemen and heroes to fight on the battlefield."

She also drank the drink in one gulp.

Tao Ran was so shocked that he stood up to return the greeting. The other party was a dignified Jindan realm swordsman, so there was no need for him to be servile when speaking to his ancestor.

The scene became more and more lively. The Master of Miaoyin Pavilion sat next to her former junior sister and had a pleasant conversation with other cultivators in the middle five realms.

Su Jia leaned back slightly, looking anxious, and said, "How can she recite poetry?"

Jiang Yuan continued drinking and replied in a voice transmission: "The next step is the competition. No matter whether it is you or me, as long as we win, we will be hated by everyone present."

Su Jia bared his teeth, revealing his shiny little canine teeth, and said angrily, "Then we have to lose to the opponent on purpose."

Jiang Yuan whispered, "We have to win, because Leng Qi thinks she will gain more if we win the competition. Losing will only make her more alert. In her eyes, you and I don't know the true circumstances of the previous peak master's death. The enemy is in the open, and we are in the dark. This is an advantage. We don't need to look for opportunities to kill the opponent. She will take the initiative to expose herself. As long as we are strong enough, we can just wait patiently. The death of Master Yunxiao before made her never choose to tear her face off now."

Su Jia understood. Until now, she still had not revealed her new strength as a Jindan realm swordsman. The breath-concealing technique and deception technique that someone had given her were extremely advanced, and did not seem like something that could be researched by a person in the middle fifth realm. The other party had not concealed this aspect, and had been able to hide his fifth realm cultivation right under her nose before.

(End of this chapter)