**Chapter 406: Yun Zhonghe is Getting Serious**
“Head of the Xia Family, long time no see! You still radiate charm and your might is as impressive as ever!”
The Wine Sword God was the first to greet, chuckling like an old buddy.
The other Transformation Gods also chimed in with polite small talk, as if they were at a tea party.
This Ten Thousand Miles Water Mirror was no ordinary treasure! It let people at either end of the mirror chat in real time and even broadcast images. Plus, it was way more energy-efficient and stable compared to old-school jade talismans.
For maintaining relationships between partners, this thing was just what the doctor ordered!
Of course, it didn’t come cheap and had a cultivation level requirement, but it was so handy that it practically begged you to use it. In case of danger, it was a quick SOS tool.
And if a partner strayed, you could just as easily fire a blast at them for good measure.
Ahem, got a bit sidetracked there.
After the greetings, Yun Yu Zhenren carefully moved the mirror closer to the Head of the Xia Family.
“Where is she? Where is she?”
The Head of the Xia Family asked eagerly and nosily.
“Uh, it’s that water screen… Ah, she just zipped by, give it a sec!”
Yun Yu Zhenren hurriedly whispered to his wife.
He insisted on patience, but over at the side, Master Youyue was utterly befuddled. She peered at the water screen displaying the shadow of Xia Linglong.
Her brain erupted with question marks: Huh? Isn’t Xia Linglong your daughter? You brought out the mirror just to let the Head of the Xia Family see her in the secret realm, right? She’s right there on the screen!
Why are you saying she hasn’t appeared yet? Who are you even hoping to see?
Suddenly, Master Youyue felt a twinge of being left out…
Meanwhile, in another part of the venue that had been kept under wraps, a certain special viewing section was buzzing with excitement.
In the center of the Southern Continent Sacred Land’s area, the Holy Maiden—surrounded like royalty—was enjoying an expansive and comfy viewing environment.
With a dignified figure and an aura that could make the heavens bow, her eyes were gently covered by a pristine white cloth that somehow did nothing to lessen her overwhelming presence.
At that moment, her attention was glued to the water screen showcasing the recently-flashed image of a yellow-haired boy, and her expression was… just a little odd and dazed.
Even with her eyes covered, one could only guess the shock filling her gaze.
“Miss, are you okay?” A girl attending to the Holy Maiden leaned in, curious and tilting her head.
“Uh, I-I’m fine…” The Holy Maiden snapped back to reality, gently shaking her head, trying to suppress the astonishment and unease bubbling up inside her.
But the usual calm demeanor was nowhere to be found.
“Could it be… the prophecy is real?”
…
In the blink of an eye, as Yun Zhonghe, riding his Xue Yunjian like a golden lightning bolt, snatched up Xia Linglong, Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu seamlessly launched their attacks towards Wu Ziming’s location.
These childhood friends combined forces in perfect harmony, making their attack pack a punch even more powerful than usual, setting the air ablaze with chaotic energy waves!
Yet, faced with the joint attack of Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu, Wu Ziming remained unfazed. He casually tossed three gleaming golden bells into the air which landed around him and his teammates, neutralizing their surprise attack without a scratch.
“Extreme attributes? And one of you even stepped into the sword path? I guess you’re the two newly minted disciples of the elders this year!” Wu Ziming commented, continuing his relaxed demeanor. “Amazing, coming into the sect not long ago, and already this strong! Such a pity, I’ve got a few more years of experience on you!”
As the golden bells vanished, he unleashed two glimmering silver needles from his palm with breathtaking speed.
Mother-son Divine Needle! A mid-grade treasure that, once infused with spiritual energy, could swiftly attack, easily piercing through enemy defenses and shielding layers.
Powered by his spiritual energy, the silver needles darted out like bullets, aiming straight for the vital points of Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu.
Fortunately, Mu Jixue reacted with lightning speed. After receiving careful training from Master Youyue, her spells were practically instant! Thick ice formed before her, barely blocking the deadly assault of the silver needles.
“That was close!”
Her pupils contracted sharply, her face turning pale.
She hadn’t expected Wu Ziming’s attack to be so fierce; her instant defensive ice layer could usually withstand intermediate spells, yet these tiny silver needles almost pierced right through!
Is this what a prodigy disciple looks like?
Yun Zhonghe’s keen eyes caught every detail in the chaotic battlefield.
He noticed Qing Luan’s five spirit pets were wrapped up tight in a tight brew of resistance skills, unable to move, along with Wu Ziming’s earlier display of diverse magical treasures. He began piecing together his opponent’s style.
Wu Ziming was clearly a prodigal treasure user, adept at exploiting opponent weaknesses, thanks to his vast collection of treasures, each with different effects to counter foes.
Be it a sword cultivator or spellcaster, he had tricks up his sleeve to deal with them. Even against top-notch geniuses like Li Yifeng or Zhao Lingxiao, he could still hold his own!
That made him a tricky opponent.
But also not too tough.
As long as your stats were high enough, you could steamroll right over him.
Unlike fighting with other cultivators where you had to strategize through techniques and tactics, dealing with him was much simpler.
Yun Zhonghe had seen his share of such opponents in countless gaming playthroughs.
He had some experience under his belt.
No more tricks to outsmart regular teams; when facing prodigies, that wouldn’t work at all.
Taking a deep breath, he spoke earnestly: “Sister Xia!”
“Uh… here!” Xia Linglong jumped a little at his serious tone.
Yun Zhonghe continued: “If you have any energy left, please assist Mu Jixue and them. Buy me some time—I’ve got a plan to knock Wu Ziming out!”
“Huh?”
Xia Linglong blinked, momentarily confused.
Wu Ziming was strong; logically, Yun Zhonghe should be avoiding confrontation, right?
Without giving her a chance to ponder too long, he pressed on seriously, “Can you do it?”
Facing Yun Zhonghe’s request, Xia Linglong nodded without hesitation: “If it’s just assisting, it should be fine.”
Her energy was running low, but she could still offer backup.
“That’s all I need.”
Yun Zhonghe meant business now!
