Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 391 - 400: The Magical Scroll

Ye Ling frowned deeply, looking at the woman in the green dress with surprise filling his eyes.

"Which side are you on, exactly? We’re facing a formidable enemy right now, and you’re actually stirring up internal strife?"

"Don’t you think it’s pretty awkward?"

Ye Ling shrugged his shoulders, and the woman in the green dress solemnly nodded in agreement: "I do think it’s a bit awkward, so sorry about that, haha. But what this brother said was so spot-on, it was right up my alley, I couldn’t help but express my admiration."

"Enough with the nonsense, just capture them all, General has ordered—in critical times like these, better to kill the wrong than let any escape," the leader of the Underworld Soldiers said impatiently, waving his hand.

The woman in the green dress glanced at Ye Ling and Xiao Mei, who was also very nervous. Although the strength of this group wasn’t great, once a battle broke out, it would quickly draw out the strong figures stationed in the city.

"What do we do?" The woman in the green dress was somewhat anxious. She had been in the Netherworld for many years but had never experienced a situation like this before.

Ye Ling took a deep breath and shook his head: "What else can we do but surrender?"

As he spoke, Ye Ling willingly raised his hands. The ferocious Underworld Soldiers approaching smiled viciously and nodded. That’s more like it; that’s what you’d call adapting to the circumstances.

But just then, as their vigilance waned, suddenly a white sword light like the aurora burst forth in an instant, enveloping all the Underworld Soldiers completely within its brief flash.

"No good! Run, it’s a master," the leader of the Underworld Soldiers exclaimed in shock, feeling an intense aura of desolation.

But it was too late; the next moment, the terrifying sword light had completely devoured them, not even giving them the slightest chance to struggle.

The woman in the green dress was stunned: "You... You’re actually this strong?"

"What are you dazing at? Run, or do you want to stand here and wait for death!"

As Ye Ling spoke, he immediately grabbed the hand of the woman in the green dress and started to run with large strides, while Xiao Mei anxiously followed behind, biting her lip in worry.

"This rascal, he’s only looking after the lady. Could it be that I’m so ugly? Not at all considerate or cherishing of beauty!" Xiao Mei complained as she ran.

Meanwhile, in the city, the patrolling soldiers were all stunned, sensing a terrible burst of Spiritual Power erupting in a corner of the town, which instantly changed their complexions.

"Quick! There’s an enemy, go catch them."

In the Netherworld, even the slightest fluctuation of Spiritual Power could be sensed—a very acute perception belonging to souls. Hence, Ye Ling immediately led the woman in the green dress to flee the scene.

In just a few minutes, hundreds of Underworld Soldiers had already gathered here, with a strong leader among them possessing an Early Stage Golden Core Cultivation.

"Quick, search every house, don’t let a single one escape, hurry!"

As the command was issued, the Underworld Soldiers all sprung into action, their spears flashing with a chilling light.

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The souls in the city, witnessing this scene, were terror-stricken; God damn it, I’ve hidden in your stronghold, and it’s still not safe? What a waste.

Ye Ling and the other two hurriedly fled, sensing countless Underworld Soldiers frantically searching behind them. The woman in the green dress gritted her teeth: "Quick, hide in this broken-down house."

With these words, they turned a corner and entered a dilapidated tile house, which seemed to have been uninhabited by souls for a long time.

Just as the three of them settled into the house, rapid footsteps resounded one after another. As it seemed they were about to be discovered, Ye Ling steeled himself, ready to fight his way out.

But at this moment, the woman in the green dress suddenly took out a scroll from her bosom. The scroll unfolded, its surface was pure white without a single word on it.

"Quick, inside!" the woman in the green dress pulled Ye Ling by the hand and leaped towards the center, disappearing in an instant.

Little Mei and Little Bai were also enveloped in a glow of light and jumped in. The moment everyone vanished, the scroll rose into the air by itself and hung on the wall.

On this pristine scroll, the figures of Ye Ling and the others quietly appeared, lifelike, standing within it.

Ye Ling and the woman in the green dress were holding hands, with Little Bai perched on a shoulder, while Little Mei stood smiling beside the woman in the green dress, everyone looking into the distance. Yet, upon closer inspection, their expressions seemed somewhat dazed and anxious.

As the scroll hung itself on the wall, a troop of Underworld Soldiers entered the dilapidated house.

The Underworld Soldiers looked around, and just as they were about to leave, they suddenly noticed the painting on the wall. One of the soldiers said with some perplexity, "How long has it been since a soul lived here? Why is there still a painting?"

"What are you gawking at? Let’s hurry up and go. If the leader sees us lingering, watch out for your ghostly hide!" another Underworld Soldier chided the confused one.

The Underworld Soldier who was staring at the scroll immediately snapped out of it, slapping his head, "Look at me, it’s just a rotten scroll, how could I not figure out what’s more important."

"Brothers, hurry up and search; they couldn’t have gone far, quick!" The group of Underworld Soldiers quickly took off.

Once the Underworld Soldiers had left, everyone inside the scroll heaved a sigh of relief. It was like something out of a television drama in the human world—if anyone had seen them, they probably would have been stunned.

Since when could people in a painting move? Whose masterpiece was this?

Whoosh, several figures quietly appeared in the room. The woman in the green dress promptly tucked the scroll away, while Ye Ling was looking at her with a strange smile on his face.

"Heh heh, I really didn’t see this coming, the great Princess of King Senluo herself, hiding right under her enemy’s nose. Tsk tsk, I must say I’m impressed."

Ye Ling’s odd smile immediately changed Little Mei’s expression; she stepped in front of the woman in the green dress, looking completely on guard.

"Hehe, who are you talking to? A ghost? You’re such a strange person," said the woman in the green dress with an awkward laugh, her gaze a bit dazed and flickering.

Ye Ling, looking at the woman in the green dress, smiled and shook his head, "Alright, drop the act. Isn’t that Senluo painting in your hand your father’s treasured artifact?"

"With that painting in your possession, it’s obvious that you must be a close relative of King Senluo. Why keep hiding? I’m right, aren’t I, Princess?"

The Senluo painting is an esteemed treasure of King Yan Jun. Unless he was dead, no one else could possess it.

However, the woman in the green dress’s evident fear of the Underworld Soldiers suggested that she was certainly not from the rebel faction. Moreover, possessing the Senluo painting revealed her identity outright.

"You! Who exactly are you, and how do you know about my father’s Senluo painting?"

The woman in the green dress couldn’t help but step back a few paces, looking at Ye Ling with a face filled with terror.

Ye Ling, however, gestured dismissively: "Come on, if I had ill intentions, I would’ve slaughtered you by now. Tell me, how is your father doing now?"

The woman in the green dress had yet to speak when Little Mei stepped in front of Ye Ling, her delicate face stern.

"How can we believe you mean us no harm?"