The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 774: The Best in the World_1

Dust flew up from the ground where a deep pit with a diameter of over fifty-six meters loomed like a vibrant scar on the face of a giant.

In its very center, you could vaguely make out a tomb chamber slanted within, its flying eaves and ornate columns clearly visible.

This was the accomplishment of the eight or nine middle-aged men just now.

Without the use of any tools, they floated in mid-air, effortlessly lifting the burying dust with their bare hands.

"Yan’er, what’s the strength of these people?" Li Qing asked in a deep voice.

If these people were standing before him, he might have sensed something, yet with only such reflections, it was difficult for him to deduce anything concrete. He just felt that these old bastards seemed quite strong.

"The weakest is at the Golden Core. The one in the gray robe with straight hem should be at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm," Jing Yan murmured softly with furrowed brows, "The people who came this time really are much stronger than last time, three Nascent Souls and five Golden Cores, and all three Nascent Souls are in the late stage."

"With such a formation, it seems like they are really determined this time," Li Qing smacked his lips and said, "Let’s not concern ourselves with them for now. Since the Underground Palace is temporarily safe, there’s no need to take risks. Let’s see if we can fool them with these few tomb chambers."

"My lord, there’s no need to worry about me. Although killing them might take some effort, it’s not like I cannot do it," Jing Yan said with a light smile, "Let’s wait and see. If they want to keep excavating, I shall go out and meet them."

"Don’t be impulsive, it’s not time for a desperate fight yet," Li Qing stopped her, "Maybe we can fool them."

Jing Yan’s strength was rather vague when she spoke about it herself, but Li Qing guessed it was also around the peak of the Nascent Soul.

But now there were three Nascent Souls outside, and one was also at the peak.

Faced with such a lineup, Li Qing was truly worried that Jing Yan might not benefit from confronting them.

"My lord, I do not have the habit of being blindly arrogant," said Jing Yan with a gentle smile, "If I truly cannot defeat them, then it’s no big deal to just give them the Underground Palace. I’m not foolishly going to risk my life over the palace. Before we go, we’ll take all the valuables with us. They can have the rest."

"It’s good that you think this way. As long as we keep the green hills alive, we won’t fear running out of firewood. I just hate that my own strength is so minimal, I can’t provide you much help," said Li Qing with a look of melancholy. He was facing levels too high at the moment, completely not something a minor Qi Cultivation Stage cultivator like himself could meddle in, yet he felt like he couldn’t just stand by and watch either.

While they were speaking, a sudden change occurred outside.

Several figures with billowing robes swiftly approached, arriving opposite the deep pit in just the blink of an eye.

"It’s my master and Dian Chunqiu," Li Qing exclaimed with delight.

His unreliable cheap master finally proved to be reliable this time, arriving just in time.

Four people arrived in total: Xuan Chen Zhenren, Long Eyebrow Zhenren, Dian Chunqiu, and a woman whom Li Qing had not seen before.

Gauging by her position, this woman in the red dress should also be from the Nine Truth Palace.

"It’s just a pity I can’t hear what they are saying," Li Qing said with some regret.

"This... I really can’t manage that." Jing Yan shook her head with a smile, "Since your sect has arrived, my lord, it wouldn’t be right for us to continue hiding. It’s time for us to go out and meet them."

"...Alright." Li Qing hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Nine Truth Palace had come to support Jing Yan, and if the hosts hid behind while letting them fight in front, it would indeed seem quite improper.

Jing Yan once again swept Li Qing up in a princess carry, as if holding a child, and with a teleport they were outside.

In a secluded spot, she set Li Qing down first, this considerate woman still taking Li Qing’s face into account even in such a situation, which made him feel moved yet somewhat helpless at the same time—he was still too weak.

"It’s inconvenient for you, my lord, so please follow behind me to guard against any sneak attacks." Jing Yan said softly.

"Don’t worry about me, I can’t help you fight, but I should still be able to run away." Li Qing said sternly.

With a gentle smile, Jing Yan winked at Li Qing and tidied the strands of hair that the wind had blown onto her forehead. Her clothes fluttering, she walked with steady steps toward the two groups engaged in a standoff.

Around this man-made pit stood what could be considered the most top-tier powerhouses of this world.

There were at least six, perhaps seven, in the Nascent Soul Realm alone.

Li Qing was unclear about the strength of Dian Chunqiu and the woman in the red dress, but he guessed that at least one of them must also be at the Nascent Soul stage.

Both Li Qing’s side and the aristocratic faction had several individuals at the Nascent Soul Realm; Bureau Nine, as the middle party, certainly couldn’t fall short in presence and would at least send a Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse to hold the scene.

"I presume this beautiful lady must be the Master of the Underground Palace; she hardly looks like someone who has lived for more than a thousand years."

No sooner had Jing Yan walked over than the middle-aged man in grey robes cast a hook-like gaze upon her.

"If you keep looking at me like that, believe it or not, I will gouge out your eyes!" Jing Yan said coldly.

In front of Li Qing, she was gentle as water, but now she was like a millennium-old frosty sword, aloof and unapproachable.

"Princess Consort of Qi, you need not threaten me like that. Both of us are at the peak of Nascent Soul Realm, do you think I’m afraid of you?" the middle-aged man in grey robes laughed wildly, "Yield the Underground Palace, and I can preserve the last shred of dignity for you, an ancient person. Otherwise, I’ll take you down as well."

"Simma you old cur, what’s with you acting more foolish the longer you live? Do you even listen to the words coming out of your mouth?" Xuan Chen Zhenren, picking his nose, walked out and spoke with disdain, "Going on and on about being at the Nascent Soul Peak, so what? This old man can beat you with only one hand. Jing Yan is an Elder of the Nine Truth Palace, watch your mouth, or I may have to pay my respects to you personally!"

"In short, get lost. This isn’t a place for you to meddle in. If you obstinate brats don’t see reason, let me tell you right now, Nine Truth Palace will level your families to the ground, sparing not even the chickens and dogs."

"Xuan Chen you old priest, I’m really not afraid of you today!" the middle-aged man in grey robes sneered, "Nine Truth Palace fancies itself as the foremost under heaven, but do you really have such capabilities? It’s just that we choose not to compete. Regardless of whatever terms you’ve struck with the Queen Consort of Qi, don’t you dream of monopolizing the treasures of the Underground Palace and the opportunity for Divinity Transformation."

"Do you really want to be enemies with the whole world, Xuan Chen? Do you think Nine Truth Palace can withstand such a calamity?"

"Shut your mouth, it’s none of your business. I’m curious to see why you’re not afraid of me now, you old fossil, have you grown bolder because it’s been so long since you were last beaten?" Xuan Chen Zhenren cursed angrily and suddenly raised his hand, sending out a slap.