Chapter 259: City Lord Xie Jiuxiao

Xie Jiuxiao, with his long beard and a perpetually gentle and humble appearance, remained composed even at this moment.

He was stunned for a few seconds, then slowly stood up from his seated position, his face turning iron-cold. He transmitted a message, “Yun’er.”

Not long after, his daughter’s voice came from outside the secret chamber, “What’s wrong, Father?”

“You must leave Yunxiao City immediately and go to the eastern seas to meet Chu Tiange…”

“What are you talking about, Father? Everything is fine…”

“It’s too late. Hurry… Ah, forget it.” Xie Jiuxiao suddenly sighed, “They arrived very quickly… You should go into seclusion, don’t come out.”

“Huh?”

Xie Jiuxiao fell silent for a moment and then said slowly, “Open the city gates and welcome the distinguished guest.”

“Dad, who is this guest?”

“Heaven.”

At this moment, Qiu Wuji and Yan Qianli once again realized the quirks of the Creator God.

Chu Ge, pulling the two of them along, casually teleported them a distance of who knows how many miles away, landing near Yunxiao City.

Qiu Wuji: “?”

Chu Ge: “…”

“Why can you teleport so far?”

“…I am the Heavenly Dao, omnipresent. I appear wherever I want.”

“So when you were sitting behind me, hugging…”

Qiu Wuji said half of the sentence and then stopped, glancing at Yan Qianli sneakily.

Yan Qianli sneered, his eyes filled with disdain.

Why bother swallowing the rest of the sentence? Do you think I don’t know how shameless you two are? You share a room together, and you still pretend.

Qiu Wuji stomped her foot in frustration. “Chu Ge, you’re ruining my reputation! Come here!”

Chu Ge ran away, and the two of them chased each other, heading straight for the entrance of Yunxiao City.

Yan Qianli followed silently, wondering; aren’t we here to annhialate the sect? If someone doesn’t know better, they might think a butler is taking the young master and young miss out for a picnic. What a load of nonsense.

But he also knew that the other side couldn’t escape. Because Chu Ge was a creature he couldn’t comprehend, the entire world was under the gaze of the Heavenly Dao. As long as you were still a part of this world, how could you escape? It was better to stay in your own city, take advantage of the home field, and make a last stand.

However, a last stand wouldn’t work either. No matter how many traps and formations there were in Yunxiao City, they would be wiped out with a single stroke of the Heavenly Dao’s pen… All the time spent before was just to confirm who it was. Now that it was confirmed, it was a thorough and complete oppression.

The Heavenly Dao couldn’t be bullied.

So what? He had been kicked several times by me, Yan Qianli, hmph!

A colorful cloud extended from the city and spread to the city gate, forming a magnificent welcome carpet.

Chu Ge, with Qiu Wuji, found it amusing as they stood on it. The colorful cloud began to retract, carrying the two of them towards the city lord’s mansion.

Yan Qianli: “?”

“Damn!” He flew onto the colorful cloud and cursed, “Xie Jiuxiao, can’t you recognize people anymore?”

Xie Jiuxiao’s voice came leisurely, “Brother Yan’s acting was quite convincing. It stirred my emotions a bit.”

Yan Qianli couldn’t help but smile, “It’s really you, admitting it so readily.”

“Under the heavens, nothing can be hidden, but stubborn words won’t gain you much.” Xie Jiuxiao sighed, “Actually, Brother Yan’s acting is forgivable, but I can’t believe Creator God was willing to be kicked like that, and he bound himself quite artistically, as if watching some kind of erotic painting… It’s really hard to understand. Does the mighty heavens have no dignity at all?”

“You’ve seen quite a lot, Old Xie. Can you show me some good paintings?”

“…”

Chu Ge sniffled, “I’m very dedicated. Whether it’s acting or writing.”

Xie Jiuxiao still didn’t understand the relevance of the term “writing” and fell into silence.

After a while, the colorful cloud brought the three of them to the city lord’s mansion.

The main gate was wide open, and there was no one in the mansion, not even a servant. Xie Jiuxiao sat alone in the hall, preparing wine for his guests, calmly watching the trio as they approached.

This was a terrifying combination capable of annihilating any sect in the world: the number one sword immortal of the righteous path, the unparalleled demon lord of the demonic sect, and… the Heavenly Dao.

This trio seemed to imply the submission of both righteousness and evil under the Heavenly Dao.

“Creator God, please have a seat, Sect Master Qiu, please,” Xie Jiuxiao calmly poured wine, “Since our joint effort to eliminate demons, I haven’t seen Sect Master Qiu for a long time.”

Yan Qianli: “…”

“Oh, Brother Yan, please sit as well.” Xie Jiuxiao sighed, “It’s not intentional. To be honest, it still feels awkward in my heart. I didn’t regard you as a kindred spirit, and it still feels like a dream.”

Yan Qianli said, “So, you call me Brother Yan and even want to become sworn brothers. Do you think I’m an idiot?”

Xie Jiuxiao chuckled, “I thought Brother Yan was rough and straightforward, but I didn’t expect you to have such thoughts. So, it’s only fair that I was fooled by Brother Yan.”

Yan Qianli sat down nonchalantly and said, “You have all sorts of tricks up your sleeve, used to deal with Qiu Wuji, and now you’re acting as if you and her are on the same side? Do you have amnesia?”

Xie Jiuxiao fell silent for a moment and whispered, “It’s probably just a habit developed over thousands of years. When I see Sect Master Qiu, I still feel like she’s my alliance leader.”

He smiled and raised his cup, gesturing, “Since you’re all here, it’s a splendid moment for Yunxiao City. Allow me to offer a toast to you all.”

After speaking, as if afraid of being rejected or refuted, he drank the wine by himself, not caring if the others would drink.

But Qiu Wuji smiled slightly and raised her cup, indicating her agreement, and then emptied it in one gulp.

Chu Ge saw her drink, so he raised his wine glass and finished it.

Qiu Wuji put down her wine glass and finally smiled, “Good wine. This is Yunxiao City’s Heavenly Qiong Cloud Brew. It’s said to be made from rare materials and can only be brewed nine barrels every hundred years. Even when I asked Lord Xie for a few cups before, he was quite stingy. But this time, he spared no expense.”

A strange look flashed in Xie Jiuxioa’s eyes; She… drank without waiting for the Heavenly Dao to raise the cup? Surprisingly, the Heavenly Dao didn’t object at all and appeared obedient.

Xie Jiuxiao could even sense that Qiu Wuji was deliberately taking the initiative to save face for him, so that he wouldn’t feel embarrassed if she offered a toast and no one else drank.

He had thought that their master-disciple relationship was just an act, fundamentally a submission of both righteousness and evil under the Heavenly Dao; now he was confused.

He could only smile and say, “Since the three of you have come, it seems you can take everything from Yunxiao City. Moreover, it’s just a jar of wine. If Sect Master Qiu likes it, there are still about ten jars left, so feel free to take them all.”

Qiu Wuji happily said, “You’re right. I don’t need all ten, just give me three jars. They’ll be beneficial for my disciple’s cultivation.”

Xie Jiuxiao: “?”

Your disciple…

No, why does the Heavenly Dao need to count on others to ask for wine?

Uh, that’s not it. You’ve come to my door, and I’m on the verge of death. Everything is yours. And yet, you still want three jars?

Xie Jiuxiao was completely bewildered, took a sip of wine he poured himself, and didn’t know what to say for a while.

Why did these people seem even stranger than himself?

But then Chu Ge smacked his lips, as if savoring the wine’s fragrance, and suddenly asked, “Old Xie, there’s something I want to ask you.”

Xie Jiuxiao solemnly cupped his hands, “Lord… uh, please go ahead.”

“When you used the puppet Lu Shaotong to get close to my Master, did you set his behavior to be in admiration of my Master to avoid soul detection? Or did you have a personal interest in my master and wanted to gain her through this method?”

Xie Jiuxiao’s eyeballs nearly popped out of his head; Heavenly Dao came to question me, and this is what he’s asking?

Looking at the embarrassed expression of Qiu Wuji sitting on the side, Xie Jiuxiao was baffled. He didn’t know if you two were father and daughter or master and disciple, but regardless of which it was…

Forget it.

Isn’t it said that fate is always difficult to ask?

After a long while, he said expressionlessly, “Of course it’s the former. Lu Shaotong was originally madly in love with Sect Master Qiu, and my puppet settings can make it further convincing. No matter how she investigates, she will only feel his sincerity. If they could make further contact, I would gradually try to influence and modify her consciousness, becoming my helper in seizing the Heavenly Dao… As for my personal feelings for her, I have a Dao companion of my own, and we are like-minded. This lifetime, we are as one.”

Chu Ge smirked, “Your life is saved.”

Xie Jiuxiao: “?”

Chu Ge casually picked up the wine jug on the table and refilled for himself and Qiu Wuji, saying slowly, “If you can tell me how you managed to modify the other party’s consciousness, then Yunxiao City will still be Yunxiao City.”