Legend of Swordsman - Chapter 4829 - 4829 Wei Liujia of Dagu Mountain
4829 Wei Liujia of Dagu Mountain
The young man hurriedly stuffed the treasures into his arms and was about to rush out of the Heavenly Abode.
But then, Xi Qingchi did open her arms and block his way. “You can’t let him go, or else His Excellency’s safety can’t be guaranteed.”
When the young man heard this, he hurriedly closed his eyes. “Don’t worry, I didn’t see anything. I won’t say a word.”
Di Qing also realized something. He immediately released the rope of Yan power and tied him up, then threw him into the depths of the small Heavenly Abode.
The young man, who had fallen heavily to the ground, was like a frightened rabbit. He started to speak incoherently in panic. “My Lords, I, Wei Liujia, am a good man. I have been working diligently on Dagu Mountain without slacking for a single day. I have not even missed out on the offerings I receive every Hua Year. The heavens can see my sincerity. I am loyal to the Second Prince… Mmm, mmm…”
Too lazy to listen to his nonsense, Di Qing blocked his mouth again and whipped him several times with his Yan force before he finally became obedient.
The Heavenly Abode suddenly fell silent. Di Qing placed the unconscious Jian Wushuang on a flat ground and began to check his condition.
Di Qing was surprised to see that Jian Wushuang’s Immortal body, which was originally fragmented and almost emptied of internal organs, had almost recovered. The shocking wounds were also healing at a rapid pace.
Moreover, his aura had gradually calmed down from its previous fluctuations. It was only a matter of time before he completely recovered.
“What kind of a freak is this guy?” Di Qing murmured in disbelief.
Xi Qingchi also stepped forward at this moment, his eyes still slightly red. “The Lord’s situation…”
“He’s fine. There’s nothing serious with him for now,” Di Qing said coldly. He was obviously more disgusted with this woman who was almost the culprit.
“Then can I take care of My Lord?” she said in a low voice.
“You can’t,” Di Qing replied coldly. “He doesn’t need to be taken care of. He will recover soon.”
Xi Qingchi agreed and returned dejectedly.
As time passed, the cave in the celestial mountain became silent.
After an unknown amount of time, a faint and excited cry sounded from outside the heavenly passage.
In the blink of an eye, a figure that was more than three meters tall suddenly rushed into the Heavenly Abode. Its extremely white fur was dotted with dense black patterns that were difficult to understand.
It was the Dream-Eating Tapir, and also the culprit who awakened all the Immortal bones in the North Sky Heavenly Region’s Immortal graveyard.
At this moment, it leaped into the Heavenly Abode. Its four pitch-black eyes immediately saw its master and it was so excited that it wanted to pounce over.
However, it was met with a powerful kick in response.
Xi Qingchi used almost all of her strength to kick it away.
At the same time, before Zhao Ting could react, she pulled out the knife from her waist and was about to slash at the Dream-Eating Tapir.
In the end, the long saber with Yan power flowing on it did not land. Instead, it hovered above the Dream-Eating Tapir’s head.
Xi Qingchi’s eyes were bloodshot. It looked at it and said coldly, “Get out. From now on, I’m no longer your master.”
The Dream-Eating Tapir sobbed softly and scratched the ground uneasily with its front paws. It did not understand why its master was so cold to it all of a sudden.
It whimpered in a fawning manner, then crouched down and moved forward. However, this time, what responded to it was a sharp long knife.
The saber slashed down and tore a bloody wound on the Dream-Eating Tapir’s neck.
“Get lost!” Xi Qingchi said coldly as she pointed the long saber in her hand towards the outside of the Heavenly Abode.
The Dream-Eating Tapir sobbed and lay on the ground without moving.
At this time, a tired voice slowly rang out, “Forget it. What’s in the past is in the past. It’s reasonable for a small beast to not have developed its spiritual intelligence.”
Jian Wushuang sat up slowly and coughed lightly.
“My Lord, you’re awake!” Xi Qingchi was surprised. The long saber in her hand dropped onto the ground, but she immediately became a little uneasy.
“It’ll be bad if I continue to sleep.” He shook his head helplessly.
Di Qing, who had been sitting beside him, looked at him carefully, then raised his eyebrows slightly and said, “You’ve recovered quite well.”
Jian Wushuang laughed, “Fortunately, my Life Source was not injured. My recovery is quite smooth.”
After he finished speaking, he slowly looked around. “Where are we now?”
Di Qing replied, “The interior of Great Mi Heaven. We’ve already left the North Sky Heavenly Region.”
“It seems like it’s going smoothly. This little Heavenly Abode is not bad. Although the Yan power is a little thin, it’s still a good place to meditate.” Jian Wushuang looked around and nodded.
This Heavenly Abode hid wind and water, and although the decoration was a little cold, it was still considered elegant. The owner obviously had style.
Just as he was about to look away, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure that was almost tied up like a dumpling in the corner of the wall.
The dumpling was staring at them in horror.
“This is?” Jian Wushuang was confused.
Upon hearing this, Di Qing reached out and clenched his hand. The figure that was wrapped like a dumpling rolled over, and at the same time, he removed the Yan power chain from his mouth.
Seeing this, the disheveled young man hurriedly closed his eyes and mumbled, “I didn’t see anything, I didn’t see anything. I don’t know anything. Please, My Lords, let me go.”
Jian Wushuang did not know whether to laugh or cry. “It’s nothing. Open your eyes and let me see.”
The young man finally opened his eyes slowly.
“You’re the master of this Heavenly Abode?” he asked.
The young man nodded and said with a trembling voice, “I am the Second Mountain Lord of Dagu Mountain, Wei Liujia…”
“Wei Liujia? It’s a good name.” Jian Wushuang nodded with a smile and said. “How many Mountain Lords like you are there in the Heavenly Region of the Great Mi Heaven?”
The disheveled young man named Wei Liujia spilled the beans. “There are dozens of Heavenly Regions in the entire Great Mi Heaven, but there are only 17 Heavenly Abodes like mine. There are only 17 Mountain Lords, and the Mountain Lords are hereditary and can not be led by others.”
Jian Wushuang touched his chin, “17 Heavenly Abodes and 17 Mountain Lords. It seems that your status should be considered relatively high in the Great Mi Heaven, right?”
When Wei Liujia heard this, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face. “The position of the Mountain Lord of Heavenly Abode is indeed high, but my father died in battle when I was young. He only left me the position of the Mountain Lord of Dagu Mountain.”
“Although I’m the Heavenly Mountain Lord, I’m the only light rod in the entire Dagu Heavenly Abode. In addition, I have to go there every Hua Year to offer offerings. My father never left any treasures behind, and I really can’t get any treasures to offer. Therefore, after a few times, I became the existence at the bottom of the 17 Heavenly Abodes and was not liked by any cultivators…”
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