Longevity: From Being Pushed By The Witch

A few days later, the time agreed upon for evacuation by the business had finally arrived.

After packing up his things, Ji Boying looked at his two wives and said, "It's about time for us... to leave."

The two women responded softly and then picked up their belongings, walking out of the courtyard together with Ji Boying.

Just as they stepped out of the gate, a strong smell of blood filled the air.

Not only that...

The sky was filled with a sea of blood, casting an unsettling blood-red hue over the entire Fulong City.

Xiao Ninger and Ye Qingqing, who rarely left their homes, both had a pale expression upon seeing this scene.

Unconsciously, they moved closer to Ji Boying. Only by staying close to him could they feel a sense of security.

Like this...

The three of them arrived at the entrance of Yunzhong Mansion in no time.

Ji Boying stopped in his tracks, glanced at the steward's hall, hesitated for a moment, and then said to his two wives behind him, "I have something to take care of. You two go to the hall with me first."

"We will follow your lead, husband," Xiao Ninger said softly.

Ye Qingqing nodded in agreement.

Like this...

The three of them entered the hall.

The steward's hall was still the same as before. Even though everything outside had changed, the people inside the hall remained the same.

"Elder!"

Ji Boying slightly bowed to the old man sitting in the main seat of the hall.

Upon hearing this, the old man raised his head and when he saw Ji Boying, a smile appeared on his face.

"So it's Ji Xiaoyou!" the old man said with enthusiasm. "Come, come, Ji Xiaoyou, please take a seat and have a cup of tea with this old man!"

Ji Boying smiled and shook his head, politely declining. "There's no need for tea. I came here specifically to bid farewell to Elder."

"Farewell?" The old man raised an eyebrow and then realized something. "Ji Xiaoyou, are you leaving Fulong City?"

"Yes," Ji Boying nodded slightly and then walked up to the old man. He took out a stack of three-star talisman paper from his storage bag and said, "Thank you for your care. These are a token of my gratitude. I hope Elder will accept them."

After speaking, Ji Boying stuffed the talisman into the old man's sleeve.

Then, he slightly bowed and without giving the old man a chance to react, he turned around and walked out of the hall.

The old man looked at Ji Boying's retreating figure and couldn't help but pause for a moment.

He took out the thick stack of talismans from his sleeve, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"This young man..."

"Before leaving, he made this old man owe him even more favors. It really makes one worry!"

Thinking of this, the old man let out a sigh.

He pinched his fingers lightly, and not long after...

A figure wearing a cloak and with an indistinguishable face emerged from the void.

"Do you remember the appearance of that young man just now?"

"Yes, Elder, I remember."

"As long as you remember."

The old man nodded, then said, "If you encounter him, remember to show mercy."

"As for Bloodblade True Sovereign, I will personally go and explain."

"Yes!"

The figure in the black cloak nodded slightly and then disappeared into the void again.

The old man let out a sigh and said, "This favor, I can only repay it to this extent. I hope you, young man, can end up in the area under my jurisdiction..."

Meanwhile, deep within the Fulong Ridge.

A woman lazily reclined on the throne, with the dark red light column and runes in front of her completely merged together.

Around her, within her line of sight, everything was enveloped by a mysterious combination of runes and spiritual patterns.

"Greetings, Holy Maiden!"

At that moment, an old man with white hair and a youthful face slowly appeared from the void.

Not only that, but behind the old man were thirty-six black-clad individuals, all with a cultivation level above Gold Core.

"Is everything prepared?"

"Everything is in order."

The woman nodded slightly and then said,

"If he is on the flying boat, spare his life. As for the women around him... leave none alive."

"Yes!"

The old man bowed and replied.

Seemingly thinking of something, he asked anxiously,

"Holy Maiden, intercepting the flying boat of the Wandao Trading Company... will it be difficult to explain to the Wandao God Lord?"

"This is the intention of the Palace Lord."

The woman said indifferently,

"We only need to follow the orders. Don't ask what shouldn't be asked."

"Yes!"

The old man responded again, then disappeared into the void with the group of black-clad individuals.

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In the backyard of the Wandao Trading Company...

Hundreds of cultivators gathered in one place.

Under the shroud of blood-red light, most of them had a hint of nervousness and unease on their faces.

As for Ji Boying, he was accompanied by his two wives, as well as Fengming Pavilion, Yun Qianshan, Qiu Yu, and others.

Before long...

A faint spiritual pressure swept over the entrance, and soon after, Li Pu and Yang Qingshan, accompanied by a group of cultivators wearing the same uniform robes, walked in.

The cultivation level of these cultivators had all reached Gold Core, and their strength far surpassed that of ordinary Gold Core cultivators!

Even Ji Boying, who was also at the Gold Core stage, felt a hint of pressure.

"I wonder... if I were to face them, cultivators at this level of Gold Core, how much chance of winning would I have?"

Ji Boying muttered to himself as he looked at the group of cultivators.

"The flying boat has arrived outside the city. Everyone, regardless of any other matters, follow me immediately!"

"If you fail to keep up or fall behind, you will bear the consequences!"

The leading Gold Core cultivator instructed the others, then turned and walked towards the gate without any hesitation or delay.

Seeing this, Ji Boying also started to walk quickly with his two wives.

Before long...

The group had completely left the inner city and arrived on the main road of the outer city.

Just as they entered the outer city, Ji Boying felt hundreds, if not thousands, of divine senses sweeping over them without restraint.

Among these divine senses, even the weakest ones were at the Foundation Building stage, and there were even a few divine senses that were close to Nascent Soul!

He furrowed his brows and glanced at both sides of the street. In the eyes of these demonic cultivators, there were various expressions.

Some seemed to be smiling but not smiling;

Some were mocking and teasing;

Some even had a hint of ferocious greed!

These gazes were like a pack of wolves eyeing their prey, making people extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, these demonic cultivators only had unfriendly gazes and did not make any moves.

Of course, even if they did make a move, it would probably be futile against Ji Boying and the others. After all, apart from Yang Qingshan, who was at the Nascent Soul stage, there was also Li Pu, a Gold Core sword cultivator with an extremely abnormal combat power.

In addition...

The group of Gold Core cultivators accompanying them was definitely not weak. At least, the pressure they gave Ji Boying was no less than that of an ordinary Gold Core cultivator in the later stage, whom he had encountered during the grand ceremony.

If a fight were to break out, even if these demonic cultivators attacked together, they probably wouldn't gain any advantage.

Like this...

After half an hour, the group finally arrived at the outskirts without any incidents.

However...

Just as everyone thought they had left Fulong City, they saw that hundreds of black-robed demonic cultivators had appeared on the flying boat, seemingly out of nowhere!