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

During the palace banquet.

Leng Qi glanced at the senior sister and brother opposite her without leaving a trace. Judging from their appearance, they could indeed be called a perfect couple.

In recent years, Su Jia has been investigating the cause of death of the master of Huajian Peak. On the surface, it was a fight between the master of Huajian Peak and the junior master uncle of Fengleiyuan, which caused the former to be seriously injured and die afterwards. However, Fengleiyuan was not proficient in soul techniques. The death of the cultivator and the intactness of the defensive magic weapon Splendid Mountain and River Map were the biggest flaw.

And because Su Jia's several high-profile investigations inevitably attracted the attention of several peak masters of Zhengyang Mountain. As long as the murder of fellow disciples during his absence was not made public, it would not be a big problem, because the style of Zhengyang Mountain had long been distorted. Everyone had similar experiences to a greater or lesser extent in the past, but the ancestor of today's achievements still had the same experience. This made many peak masters particularly vigilant and disgusted. The ancestor of the Earth Immortal meant that he had gone from being a chess piece to a chess player, and they no longer wanted to be the ones to smash the plate.

Leng Qi's face showed no emotion. Originally, Su Jia faced many dangers when he went north this time, but some hidden dangers were secretly eliminated by several peak masters, and even led to a covert investigation. Even she couldn't help but sigh, he was really blessed.

Previously, Master Yunxiao launched an attack on the other party on the grounds that the other party had destroyed Beiyue, but ended up dying. This means that Su Jia has a protector at the Nascent Soul level behind him.

The Nascent Soul ancestor holding a treasure, the Golden Core Perfect Swordsman with extraordinary killing power, the Ninth Realm Warrior, or the most powerful Eighth Realm Warrior who has won several battles, all of these may have flashed through Leng Qi's mind one by one.

"If we want to solve the source of the hidden danger, we must find out the details of the protector, otherwise the so-called plot is a joke. Su Jia should not know my existence yet, otherwise according to her personality, she should have reported it to the ancestral hall by now. Moreover, it took ten days from the time when Beiyue was defeated to the time when she rushed to the battle. We must consider the possibility that she has broken through to the golden elixir realm, or the protector is a warrior and cannot protect her safety in the battle, so she has to stop and recuperate."

Leng Qi thought secretly that she didn't really care whether Su Jia was a Jindan or not. This was completely out of her habit of being cautious. A Jindan who had just broken through was definitely not as powerful as the enemy she had killed before.

"Isolate, bring in foreign aid, lure the tiger away from the mountain, and strike a fatal blow."

Leng Qi secretly sent a message to a disciple of Guanhai Realm to go up and test the quality of the black-clothed boy. Su Jia and this person were on a senior and junior basis. This junior brother who suddenly appeared had not yet been recorded in the genealogy of the Zhengyang Mountain Ancestral Hall. He was very likely to have a great relationship with the mysterious protector. Now it depended on whether the black-clothed boy was a warrior or a qigong practitioner. She could use this to speculate on the protector's situation. Winning or losing was not important, as long as her side lost.

"Sister, this time I have an important request."

The Master of Miaoyin Pavilion chuckled and said, "Which young man has your eyes on this time, Junior Sister? I'll have someone lure him back and send him to your house."

Leng Qi said seriously, "Sister, this time it concerns my life and my great Dao. I only ask you to ask that junior uncle from Fenglei Garden to come over. He is traveling in Yunxiao Dynasty with Liu Baqiao, the direct disciple of Li Tuanjing."

The head of Miaoyin Pavilion rolled his eyes. Liu Baqiao was the "only" one of the proud children of Fenglei Garden, a young sword cultivator at the Longmen Realm, and also the sixth among the ten young men in Baopingzhou. It was no secret among the immortals on the mountain that he admired the fairy Su Jia.

The Master of Miaoyin Pavilion said: "Don't cause any trouble. The monks accompanying the Zhengyang Army are of all kinds, and someone will definitely stop them when the time comes."

Leng Qi smiled faintly, "Not after today."

……

There was toasting in the hall.

The brave generals in the army competed in archery, and the monks accompanying the army flew flowers and sang songs.

On the right side, Su Jia politely declined the girl from Miaoyin Pavilion who came to serve him. He rolled up his white sleeves to reveal his fair wrists, poured a glass of emerald green wine and handed it to someone, who took it and drank it all in one gulp, which made many young talents look angry.

Su Jia of Zhengyang Mountain is known as the "Jade Lady among Flowers". She is listed as one of the ten great fairies on the mountain along with He Xiaoliang, the Jade Maiden of the Shen Gao Sect, the Master of the Miaoyin Pavilion, the Black Fox Girl of the Fox Kingdom, the Eldest Daughter of the Fan Family of Laolong City, and the Young Madam of the Jiang Family of Yunlin. Her good name has even spread to other continents. She has a gentle and charming temperament, and an outstanding future ahead of her, and she has many admirers.

"Who is that pretty boy?"

"Let Fairy Su pour the wine, he is so lucky." "Who will take care of it? Aren't they going to stay together tonight?"

"Don't tarnish Fairy Su's innocence out of thin air."

"Hehe, maybe she has already been played by all the pretty boys, and you are the only one who is worshipped like a statue every day."

"You're looking for death, let's fight!"

In full view of everyone, a handsome young man walked out from behind the desk, with black hair like a waterfall and clear eyes.

"I am Gongjun, the descendant of Qiongzhi Peak. I have admired Fairy Su for many years. I have come here today specially. I hope you can teach me."

The scene was silent for a moment, and then quickly became noisy again, with boos and cheers coming one after another. It was not easy to be the first to stand out. He wanted to beat up someone else's junior brother in front of Fairy Su. No matter whether he won or lost, the result would be a loss, and it would not be worth it.

Gong Jun straightened his clothes and said with a smile: "I am thirty-seven years old, barely old enough to watch the sea, so you don't need to hold back, Junior Brother."

If you don’t hold back, he will beat you to death… Su Jia rolled his eyes secretly, a trace of worry appeared on his face, and he said softly:
"Junior brother, be careful and don't get into a fight of arrogance."

Gong Jun was stunned for a moment and could not help wanting to get serious. His master only asked him to find out whether the other party was a Qigong practitioner or a warrior, and did not require anything else. But it was obviously not an ordinary competition between fellow disciples.

Jiang Yuan stood up and left the table, holding a black whip more than seven feet long, with more than thirty sections, each of which had several intricate patterns clearly imprinted on it. This black whip exuded the aura of a top-grade magical weapon. It originally belonged to an elder of the military family of Fengxue Temple and was called the Imperial Weapon Whip. The greater the force, the stronger the effect.

Gong Jun's expression changed slightly. If it wasn't for the martial arts competition, there would never be a loss of life. He was already ready to admit defeat.

"He is definitely an ancestor's legitimate son."

"It is a disaster rather than a blessing for a young age to hold such a heavy weapon."

"That's a top-grade magic weapon. The weapons commonly used by our ancestors are no more than this!"

There was a lot of discussion all around, even the marching governor Tao Ran cast his eyes over. Leng Qi stared at him, she couldn't see through this boy's true colors. He looked like a martial artist at the fifth or sixth level, and also like a Qigong practitioner at the Guanhai Longmen level.

Both sides clasped their fists, and after three breaths, the battle began.

Gong Jun retreated violently and threw out from his sleeve a handful of carefully refined Bauhinia beads, thirty-six in total, each the size of a fist. After being activated, they emitted a hazy purple gas. A mist appeared in the air in the hall, and a large number of blood-sucking thorns swept forward. If placed on the battlefield, they would be enough to easily destroy a battle formation.

Jiang Yuan waved the whip of imperial weapons, and a black shadow covered his whole body like a forest of swords. The sound of steel breaking and cracking erupted all around him. His body stood tall, like a boulder standing firm in the rushing torrent.

After a moment, the black whip suddenly swung, and most of the Bauhinia was instantly destroyed. The thirty-six priceless Bauhinia beads dimmed, as if they had suffered irreparable damage.

(End of this chapter)