Black Water Immortal Lord could be called an Immortal Lord and dared to be so unscrupulous at Immortal Lord Guanlan's grand birthday banquet.
He didn't even give Face to the Little Palace Mistress of the Southern Immortal Palace.
He relied on his powerful cultivation.
In the territory of the Fifty Thousand Li Great Marsh, while not exactly without rivals, he could certainly be described as running rampant without restraint.
But now.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
This notoriously fierce Great Demon of the Great Marsh was actually being suppressed by a single hand of a mere Human Cultivator, suffering such humiliation.
"Gasp... gasp..."
Broken sounds squeezed out of Black Water Immortal Lord's throat.
His fat flesh rippled in layers, and his entire massive demonic body couldn't stop trembling.
Both hands gripped the slender wrist tightly, trying to pry it open.
But even though his Face turned red and Demonic Qi filled the air...
He found that he couldn't break free from the other's palm in the slightest.
His heart was filled with extreme horror.
How could this human have such strength?!
At the same time.
The surrounding demons finally snapped back to their senses from this sudden turn of events.
No matter how much they harbored ulterior motives against each other normally, this was, after all, a grand banquet of the Yao Race.
How could they tolerate a mere human being so presumptuous?
Boom—!!
Several powerful bursts of Demonic Qi surged out.
A foul wind suddenly rose.
In an instant, several demons in the Chess Player Realm surrounded the girl.
On the main seat.
Immortal Lord Guanlan sensed the coldness emanating from the woman beside him.
Suddenly, he turned his head to look at the people from the Jieqing Sect.
On one side was his identity as a member of the Yao Race.
On the other side was one of the Nine Great Dao Sects.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally stood up and stepped forward quickly: "Stop... all of you stop for this Lord!"
As he spoke, he had already reached the side of the demons.
"You dare to behave wildly at this Lord's birthday banquet? All of you, get out! Otherwise, don't blame this Lord for not showing any mercy."
His Face was gloomy, and his tone was extremely heavy.
Clearly, at a time like this, he still wanted to establish a connection with the Jieqing Sect, thinking of not offending either side.
As long as they didn't fight at his birthday banquet, how these two parties fought in the outside world had nothing to do with him.
But hearing his words,
The demons didn't react; instead, they all turned their gazes toward the veiled woman on the main seat.
Clearly, in the hearts of these demons, as long as a demon from the Southern Immortal Palace was present, the words of the so-called Immortal Lord Guanlan carried no weight.
He was just a male favorite who depended on others.
Such disregard caused Immortal Lord Guanlan's Face to instantly turn the color of pig liver.
"This Lord told you to stop, do you not understand?!"
Annoyance surfaced in Immortal Lord Guanlan's eyes, and he reached out to push away a demon blocking the way.
The pushed demon looked displeased but, out of respect for the Face of the Southern Immortal Palace, took half a step back.
Until he came before Jiang Yuechu.
Amidst the mess on the ground, the girl remained seated.
Immortal Lord Guanlan saw that the girl had no intention of letting go.
He felt even more annoyed.
It was one thing for these demons not to give him Face... after all, these Beasts all acted according to the whims of the Southern Immortal Palace.
But what kind of thing was this mere human girl?
To dare to be so presumptuous at his birthday banquet!
Could it be she thought that because people from the Jieqing Sect were present today, she could truly use their influence to intimidate others?
Why didn't she open her eyes and see what the reaction of those three from the Jieqing Sect was just now?
Why would they care about the life or death of a group of human Loose Cultivators like you?
Thinking of this,
Immortal Lord Guanlan's Face turned gloomy: "This Lord will give you one last chance. Let go yourself."
"Otherwise..."
Water vapor billowed and demonic power surged in his palm.
Just as he was about to forcefully intervene and separate the human and the demon,
Suddenly,
His expression froze.
His outstretched palm stopped abruptly in mid-air, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"..."
He turned his head blankly.
He saw that the veiled woman had somehow appeared behind him.
Purple Qi slowly spread from her body, and in the sky, a terrifying pressure faintly descended.
An indifferent voice sounded in his ear.
"This is not for you to interfere in. Go back and sit down."
"..."
Immortal Lord Guanlan broke into a cold sweat.
Usually, she was quite submissive to him.
Even if he occasionally made excessive demands or threw a tantrum relying on her favor, she would just laugh it off and tolerate it everywhere.
Over time,
It had given him an illusion... making him forget her true identity.
It wasn't until now,
That he finally woke up... this was the Little Palace Mistress of the Southern Immortal Palace!
The Fairy Bihai who was famous throughout Yunmeng Township!
And even more so, a genuine cultivator of the Eight-Piece Chess Player Realm!!!
He had previously thought of using the Jieqing Sect's influence to break free from her control.
Looking at it now, it was truly a bit ridiculous...
A Great Demon of the Eight-Piece Chess Player Realm, the Little Palace Mistress of the Southern Immortal Palace.
Considering either identity alone,
How could someone of his caliber contend with her...
Thinking of this,
He silently closed his mouth, took a few steps back, and stood with his hands down.
Not daring to say another word.
Seeing the woman in front of her slowly approach,
Jiang Yuechu took a deep breath, clearly feeling the pressure the other party brought her.
Very strong.
And not just a little bit strong.
If she didn't use her pay-to-win methods, the chances of winning were slim...
Fairy Bihai stopped, stared indifferently at Jiang Yuechu for a long time, and suddenly chuckled: "I'm actually quite curious... where exactly does your confidence come from?"
"I am the legitimate daughter of the Lord of the South Immortal Palace. Since I took human form, I have never seen a human who dared to look at me like that."
She tilted her head slightly, her gaze playful: "Guess why that is?"
"..."
Without waiting for Jiang Yuechu's answer, the smile at the corner of Fairy Bihai's mouth gradually turned cold: "Because..."
"All the humans who dared to look at me with such eyes are already dead."
As soon as she spoke,
The world changed color.
A dreamlike Demon Palace reappeared in the world.
Entirely carved from Purple Cloud Crystal Essence, the palace buildings stretched on, with radiant light flowing from the upturned eaves.
An elegant phantom sat at the highest point of the Demon Palace.
Billowing purple mist swept out from the Demon Palace.
It blotted out the sun.
It actually spanned more than three hundred li.
Amidst the rolling purple mist, a total of eight stone statues were lined up on both sides of the Demon Palace. At this moment, they all lowered their heads together, their hollow eyes staring indifferently down at the Girl in Black Robes.
The surrounding demons all showed fanaticism and awe.
The Human Cultivators, on the other hand, turned pale and trembled under this pressure.
In the Chess Master Realm, there are a total of sixteen pieces on the board.
Each additional piece placed represents a new level of heaven and earth.
One to three pieces is just scratching the surface; in this Yunmeng Township, it can at most be considered a local powerhouse.
Four to seven pieces, the central palace becomes increasingly stable, and with more dao chess pieces, one can be called a true tycoon, enough to start a sect and recruit many disciples.
But once you cross the threshold of seven pieces and step into the Eight-Piece Realm,
It is a completely different scene.
With Eight-Pieces in play, the atmosphere of the central palace has become a creation of heaven and earth, with the power to overturn mountains and rivers with every gesture.
In this Fifty Thousand Li Great Marsh, and even the entire southern part of Yunmeng Township, those who can cultivate to the Eight-Piece Realm are all heaven-sent geniuses who dominate their era.
As the legitimate daughter of the Southern Immortal Palace's Lord, Fairy Bihai not only had extraordinary talent but also had the full support of the Southern Immortal Palace's resources, reaching the Eight-Piece Realm at a young age.
This age and this strength were not inferior even compared to the core disciples of the Dao Sects.
On the main table,
The three Sword Cultivators from the Jieqing Sect now all had darkened expressions.
Deacon Linghan narrowed her eyes, looking at the elegant phantom in mid-air, remaining silent.
The purple mist rolled.
Fairy Bihai looked down from above, expecting to see fear in the other's eyes.
But the girl's expression was so calm.
The next second.
Billowing black mist emanated from her pitch-black eyes.
Jiang Yuechu opened her thin lips and said somewhat mockingly: "You're so good at bullshitting, does your family know?"
If she were really as overbearing as she said,
Setting aside everything else,
Just look at those three from the Jieqing Sect sitting grandly at the main table.
Why didn't she see her make a move?!
Really fucking pretentious...