Ten Thousand Times Return: My Senior Sister Plucked Me At The Start

Chapter 158 You Are The Master And I Am The Servant

They traveled through the night and back for more than ten days.

"We should be able to reach the Sword Immortal Pavilion's territory by tonight. However, it will probably take another two days to reach the Vast Star Sacred Ground."

Zhao Mu said to the empress who was sitting behind him. Her body was covered with several layers of blankets and only her eyes were exposed.

After more than ten days, her body's condition still did not improve. At this moment, there was still no spiritual energy fluctuation in her body. Furthermore, her body was getting weaker and weaker. She needed to rely on Zhao Mu's Yang energy to barely survive.

To be honest, Zhao Mu was very worried. If the empress were to leave just like that, he really did not know what to do.

At this moment, he could only wait and see if he could find a way to treat her after reaching the Vast Star Sacred Ground.

"Cough cough … Don't worry about me. Let's continue on our way."

Zhao Mu nodded and continued to speed up the airship.

The Sword Immortal Pavilion's sphere of influence was extremely vast and the territories it controlled were countless. There were twenty to thirty vassal states that had submitted to it and each of them was extremely powerful. Even the Zhao State, which had annexed the Chu State, was nothing compared to them.

Man walked to the top while water flowed to the bottom.

With the Sword Immortal Pavilion overseeing the mountains and rivers, regardless of whether it was cultivators or mortals, they would all rush over like ducks.

It had been thirty-six thousand years since the establishment of the Sword Immortal Pavilion. This piece of land had always been filled with vitality. There were no invasions from the Demon Race, nor were there any natural disasters. With the help of Sword God Qu Liu, this piece of land had enjoyed thirty thousand years of prosperity.

This kind of accumulation could only be possessed by a sacred ground.

After entering the Sword Immortal Pavilion's territory, Zhao Mu finally understood the influence of Sword God Qu Liu.

On the land, the weather was favorable. The country was prosperous and the people were at peace. Everywhere was thriving.

The villages were connected together. They were surrounded by mountains and rivers. It was an idyllic scene.

The city was brightly lit throughout the night. Everywhere was decorated with lanterns and colored banners.

There were countless temples dedicated to the Sword God. Almost every few miles, one could see one. The incense was exuberant and had never stopped.

In the eyes of the common people, Qu Liu was no longer a Sword God. He was a real living god, their bread and butter. This was because they knew that even if the sky fell, they would be fine as long as the Sword God was there.

In two days, Zhao Mu flew over hundreds of big and small cities. From what he could see with his naked eyes, the strength of the Sword Immortal Pavilion was far beyond what the Saint Prime Devil Sect could compare with.

With the geographical location and internal environment of the Saint Prime Devil Sect, even if the Devil Sect was given another 20,000 years to develop, it would still be impossible for it to reach the level of the Sword Immortal Pavilion.

After all, the Devil Sect had set up a strategy of harmonious coexistence between the human race and the yao race. This in itself was challenging the Immortal Martial Continent's environment.

It was already too difficult for the Devil Sect to create a place where humans and demons could coexist.

Now, Kong Miaoyin had directly shattered the heart blood of Old Ancestor Sheng Yuan.

Even if the crisis of the Devil Sect could be resolved smoothly, it would be impossible for the human and demon disciples to live in harmony in the future.

Thinking of this, Zhao Mu broke out in cold sweat for the Empress Qing Yun. He really didn't know if she could carry the heavy burden of the Devil Sect.

Shaking his head, Zhao Mu landed the airship on the ground.

In front of him was a bustling and lively town.

Past the town was the entrance of the Sword Immortal Pavilion. It was a mountain path that led directly to the Sword Immortal Pavilion. It was called the Sky Sword Cloud Path.

The Sky Sword Cloud Path had a total of thirty-six thousand steps. It was ten thousand meters tall and led straight to the clouds.

If an outsider wanted to enter the Sword Immortal Pavilion, they had to first reach the peak of the Sky Sword Cloud Path.

To a mortal, this was an impossible challenge.

Even for a cultivator, it was extremely difficult to reach the peak on foot.

This was because in the second half of the Sky Sword Cloud Path, the majestic sword intent would wear down a person's willpower.

Without a strong determination, it was impossible to pass through.

However, Zhao Mu wasn't worried. With his strength, reaching the peak of the Sky Sword Cloud Path wasn't a problem.

But the Empress … with her current physical condition, it was very difficult.

Therefore, Zhao Mu decided to stay in the small town at the foot of the mountain for the night and discuss countermeasures.

Currently, it wasn't the opening season of the mountain and there weren't many tourists in the small town. Zhao Mu easily found a quiet and elegant inn to stay in. After settling the empress down, he asked the innkeeper about the Sword Immortal Pavilion.

It was the same as the information he got from Wan Yan.

Then, Zhao Mu went out and wandered around.

"Strange, I did not sense Shi Rui and Ziyue's aura. Could it be that they have not arrived at the Sword Immortal Pavilion?

Or did they follow Wen Yan and enter the Sword Immortal Pavilion from another route … "

Zhao Mu muttered.

According to the time, they should have arrived at the Sword Immortal Pavilion first.

Then, the probability of the latter was higher.

"Anyway, I will enter the Sword Immortal Pavilion tomorrow and think of a way to obtain the status of a guest elder. Then, I will look for the two of them."

In the past few days, Zhao Mu had finally become a seventh-grade array master.

Although a seventh-grade array master was not rare in the entire Immortal Martial Continent, it was definitely not something that could be found on the streets.

In addition to his Soul Formation Realm cultivation, it should not be a problem for him to become a guest elder of the Sword Immortal Pavilion.

Now, the only problem was the empress.

In her current state, it was actually better for her to stay outside.

But with her temper and character, she would definitely not agree.

But if he wanted to bring her into the Sword Immortal Pavilion, he could not expose his identity. He had to arrange a new identity for her.

After returning to his residence, Zhao Mu told the empress his thoughts.

She was not surprised and was already prepared. She said, "I have thought about it. From now on, I am no longer the empress of Qing Yun. I will be your maid. My name is Tang Qing. You will be a guest elder of the Sword Immortal Pavilion and I will be your maid. I will be responsible for taking care of your daily needs."

Zhao Mu could not help but widen his eyes.

"Empress, isn't this too unfair for you?"

"Change the way you address me." The empress said seriously.

Eh …

"Tang, Tang Qing."

Was this the empress's real name?

The chipmunk that he met previously seemed to have mentioned that Sheng Yuan Patriarch's name was Tang Yuan.

"From now on, you're the master, and I'm the servant. You must always remember this, and you must never expose our identities and origins."

Tang Qing continued, "If father is really imprisoned in the Sword Immortal Pavilion, then it's very likely that Sword God Qu Liu is our enemy and not our friend. Before we investigate thoroughly, we have to be careful."

Zhao Mu nodded. "Understood."

"You can tell me what to do now. Consider it a warm-up in advance so that you won't expose yourself in front of others tomorrow," Tang Qing said again.

Ah, this.

Then I won't hold back.

Zhao Mu boldly sat down on the chair, crossed his legs, and said with a look and tone of a hedonistic young master, "Xiao Qing, go get me a basin of water to wash my feet. I've been traveling for days and it's been tiring for me. You have to give me a good massage."

"Zhao … Mu!" Tang Qing's expression was unfriendly.

Why are you so anxious? You can't afford to play, right?

Zhao Mu shrugged and was about to get up.

m.

However, Tang Qing said, "Raise your feet."

Hmm?