Chapter 171 Nanlong Marquis

There was a golden light flashing in the sky. A team of imposing warriors wearing golden helmets and armor, guarding a magnificent golden animal chariot, slowly flew in front of them.

There are white cranes flying in front and palace maids carrying tripods following behind, the scene is very impressive, as if the emperor is on parade.

Mu Peiling stared in amazement, and Yin Mo was also a little surprised, but he remained calm.

He knew that all kinds of strange things were common in the world of immortal cultivation, especially after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, the temperament of the cultivators often became extremely strange, because of the skills or other reasons, so he was not overly surprised.

But the middle-aged man surnamed Lu became nervous and exclaimed in a low voice: "Nanlong Hou! The old monster actually came to the trade fair."

"Junior Brother Yin, please don't talk nonsense. This man has great magical powers and a strange temper, but I have met him once before, so I will deal with him."

The middle-aged man surnamed Lu hurriedly warned, looking solemn.

Yin Mo looked at the nervousness of the middle-aged man named Lu and couldn't help but feel a little confused, but he didn't ask any further questions. Instead, he stopped his escape light according to his instructions and waited for the team of monks to approach.

Seeing this, Mu Peiling also remained silent.

Soon, the golden-armored warriors and the animal carts were approaching. Yin Mo was shocked when he saw the other party's situation clearly.

Although those warriors were majestic, their cultivation was only at the foundation-building stage. What surprised him was the two spirit beasts on the beast cart.

One was covered in green scales and had strange horns, resembling a unicorn; the other was surrounded by flames, had golden eyes and long feathers, and looked like a fire phoenix.

While Yin Mo was secretly shocked, the animal cart had already arrived in front of them.

The middle-aged man surnamed Lu first clasped his fists and said, "Are you the Lord of Nanlong? I am Lu Luo from Luoyun Sect, nice to meet you. I first met you three hundred years ago, and it is my honor to meet you again today."

Although his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, Yin Mo could hear his awe for Nanlong Junhou, and he seemed to treat Yin Mo as a junior.

The animal cart was shrouded in a ball of golden light, and the situation inside could not be seen clearly. However, with the greetings of the middle-aged man surnamed Lu, the sound of drums and music coming from the animal cart stopped abruptly.

When the team was dozens of feet away from them, it suddenly stopped and the scene became quiet.

Yin Mo restrained his emotions slightly, but still remained calm.

"Oh, so you are the apprentice of that weird guy Mu Li."

"Back then you seemed to be just a Jindan cultivator, but I didn't expect that three hundred years later you have already formed a Yuanying."

"I heard that your master passed away three hundred years ago. What a pity."

"But who is this fellow Taoist next to you? He looks very unfamiliar."

A leisurely voice came from the golden light, and the last sentence actually mentioned Yin Mo.

When Yin Mo heard this, he just smiled and didn't say much.

He knew that Senior Brother Lu beside him would speak for him.

Sure enough, Senior Brother Lu took the lead in introducing Yin Mo.

"My Lord, this is our Luoyun Sect's newest Junior Brother Yin Mo, who just formed his infant form not long ago."

"The girl next to him is his concubine. Junior Brother Yin, the Lord is an old friend of my senior brother, you should get to know him as well."

"Greetings, Marquis Nanlong!" Yin Mo's robe fluttered, his hands clasped together, looking calm and unhurried.

"Yin Mo? This name sounds very unfamiliar."

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Yin is indeed a newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator. I wonder what his magical powers are. Let me try?" Nanlong Hou said casually.

“Ah? Junior Brother Yin has only condensed his Nascent Soul for a few years, how could he be a match for Fellow Daoist Nanlong?”

"Fellow Daoist is already a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul." Lu Luo's originally smiling face changed slightly, and he secretly groaned in his heart.

Although this old guy has a strange temperament, why would he suddenly want to try out Junior Brother Yin’s magical powers? It seems that he is not the same as I knew him before!

“Don’t worry. I won’t bully the weak. I’m just competing with you with my spiritual sense. Just now, Brother Yin’s spiritual sense was not weak. He doesn’t look like a cultivator who has just formed an infant. I’m just excited to see the prey.”

After Nanlong Hou finished speaking, the golden light on the beast cart flashed and then dimmed, and the figures of three people appeared in the beast cart.

One man and two women!

The man was wearing a purple python brocade robe, a tall jade crown on his head, and a long beard hanging down to his chest. He was sitting between the two women; the woman was wearing a snow-white palace dress, with a beautiful face, and she was half leaning in the man's arms.

The bearded man is naturally the Marquis of Nanlong, and the two women beside him are probably concubines. Although their cultivation is only at the Foundation Establishment Stage, they are all graceful and charming.

"You are joking. Although Junior Brother Yin's spiritual sense is slightly stronger, spiritual sense competition is very dangerous and should not be attempted lightly."

Lu Luo became a little anxious and no longer cared about his previous concerns. He directly rejected the other party's suggestion.

"Hehe! Fellow Daoist Lu, why are you so anxious? Maybe Fellow Daoist Yin is willing to give it a try."

Nanlong Hou sneered and spoke calmly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Besides, if Fellow Daoist Yin really doesn't want to, I remember that we are already within a thousand miles of Tiantian City, so it seems that we can use the rules of forced transaction."

"Forced transaction? What do you mean, my Lord?"

Lu Luo's face changed slightly, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Nothing. I see that this Miss Mu has a very close relationship with Fellow Daoist Yin. She should be his beloved, right?"

"It just so happens that I have two concubines here, but I am a little tired of them."

"How about using them in exchange for Daoyou Yin's concubine? My two concubines are as pretty and talented as Miss Mu."

“Obviously the conditions for forced trading apply.”

"If Daoist Fellow Yin is unwilling to trade, then we can compete in the size of our spiritual consciousness. If you win, not only can you keep your concubine, but I will also give my beloved concubine to Daoist Fellow."

Nanlong Hou glanced at Mu Peiling coldly and said.

The two concubines in his arms changed their expressions slightly, but soon regained their composure.

When Lu Luo heard this, his face was filled with shock and anger, and he was speechless for a moment.

Mu Peiling, who was beside Yin Mo, turned pale instantly.

"Forced transaction! Senior Brother Lu, can you explain it in detail?" Yin Mo frowned slightly and asked lightly.

To him, Nanlong Hou was just a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and Yin Mo was not afraid of this.

"It's nothing, actually. Forced trading is just a rule set by the organizer of the trade fair specifically for Nascent Soul cultivators."

"You should know that no force dares to offend a cultivator who has reached the Nascent Soul stage easily."

"The forces that host the trade fair are no exception. But at such a large trade fair, disputes or conflicts are bound to occur."

"For cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage, the organizers can easily suppress them. But if there is a conflict between cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, the organizers are unwilling to get involved."

"So several special regulations were formulated to allow Nascent Soul cultivators to resolve disputes on their own. Forced transactions are one of them."

"Specifically, before or after the trade fair, if one of the Nascent Soul cultivators within a thousand miles of the host city offers to exchange something that is obviously higher in value than the other party, and the other party refuses, this rule can be used."

"Both parties can use their magical powers to resolve disputes. However, this rule is very harsh to use." "Even if the initiator wins, it only completes the transaction, and there are no other benefits."

"But if it fails, the exchanged items will belong to the challenged party. And each party can seriously injure the other party, but it cannot be fatal."

"Otherwise, the organizer will send people to hunt down the murderer. However, it is difficult for a Yuanying stage cultivator to kill the opponent in a one-on-one situation."

"Unless the other party really has what I need and his cultivation is obviously lower than mine, no one would do such a thing that is not worth the loss."

Lu Luo explained one by one, looking unhappy.

For Nascent Soul cultivators, trading does exist. This is quite common among some evil sect cultivators.

Therefore, no matter how you look at it, the conditions proposed by the other party are in line with the regulations. Even if the law enforcement monks of the Nine Nations Alliance intervene, it will be of no avail.

Although Yin Mo's life might not be in danger, it was indeed frustrating that he was injured before the trade fair started.

As for Mu Peiling, in Yin Mo's eyes, she was not worth mentioning at all.

Even if he was replaced by the other party, Yin Mo would still get two beautiful concubines, so he didn't feel at a disadvantage.

Although Mu Peiling didn't know Nanlong Hou very well, she could infer from his attitude towards his concubines that the possibility of her remaining chaste while being with Yin Mo was very slim.

They may even be exchanged and given away as if they were objects.

Thinking of this, Mu Peiling clenched her teeth, her face pale with a hint of blush.

She didn't hold out much hope that Yin Mo would defeat the opponent.

"So, Brother Yin, are you planning to agree to the deal, or do you want me to compete with you in spiritual awareness first, and then make the deal?" Nanlong Hou asked, sitting motionless in the beast cart.

The surrounding area was silent for a while. Not only did Lu Luo and Mu Peiling look at Yin Mo nervously, but the two concubines beside Nanlong Hou also looked at the young Nascent Soul cultivator in front of them with curiosity.

Yin Mo touched his chin and suddenly smiled.

"It's no problem to compete in spiritual consciousness. I just formed my Nascent Soul not long ago, and I just want to see how big the gap is between me and other Nascent Soul cultivators."

"But if I win, I don't need a concubine from the Lord."

"I just want to know the real reason why Fellow Daoist Nanlong must compete in spiritual consciousness."

"Please don't say it's because I don't like you, or that you really have your eyes on my concubine!" Yin Mo said calmly, as if he had no worries at all.

Hearing this, an indescribable look flashed in Nanlonghou's eyes, while the others seemed a little confused.

"Okay, I agree." Nanlong Hou replied slowly after a moment of silence. His face was full of solemnity.

"Young Master..." Seeing that Yin Mo really agreed to the challenge, Mu Peiling couldn't help but speak out with a complicated expression on her face.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a competition." Yin Mo waved his hand and said.

"Junior brother, be careful. If you can't do it, admit defeat immediately. I will stop you immediately." Lu Luo sighed and warned.

Yin Mo nodded and said nothing more.

At this time, Nanlong Hou had already pushed the concubine in his arms away, waved his sleeves, and flew into the sky. Yin Mo's body flashed with green light, and also turned into a green rainbow, following him.

Although according to the rules of the forced transaction, it is best to have the law enforcement monks of the Nine-Nation Alliance present, but now both parties have tacitly agreed not to mention it, so let it go.

“Although I don’t know why fellow Daoist must test the size of my spiritual consciousness.”

"But it is clear that your Excellency has a good intention. I am somewhat curious about this matter."

After the two of them flew several dozen feet away and stopped, Yin Mo floated opposite Nanlong Hou and asked calmly.

"Friend Yin is really a smart man, but if you want to know, you must be slightly stronger than me or about the same."

"If I hadn't felt that your spiritual sense was not weak when your spiritual sense swept over me just now, I wouldn't have lowered myself to challenge you."

"But I don't think you have much hope. The spiritual power of the early and middle stages of the Nascent Soul is very different."

Nanlong Hou sneered and said bluntly.

"Your words are very good. I don't want to entrust my concubine to this, but I just want to ask for your advice."

Yin Mo spoke calmly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he released his spiritual sense, and an astonishing aura gushed out.

At the same time, an object shot out and headed straight to the opposite side.

"Well, you came at the right time."

Nanlong Hou did not retreat, but shouted loudly.

At the same time, he also released his spiritual consciousness, and two almost visible forces collided in the void between the two of them, causing a violent collision. Then a fierce gust of wind swept out and spread to the surroundings.

Seeing this, Nanlong Hou was shocked. His originally probing spiritual sense instantly magnified several times.

Continuous explosions resounded through the sky. Layers of strong winds formed a white airflow that swept the two people into it. Their figures quickly blurred in the sky, as if they had turned into two motionless black shadows.

“Spiritual consciousness takes shape! How is this possible? Junior Brother Yin’s spiritual consciousness is so powerful!”

Lu Luo, who was watching the battle below, saw the scene in the air and couldn't help but exclaimed with an expression of disbelief.

"Spiritual consciousness taking shape? Can you defeat your opponent?"

When Mu Peiling heard this, although she didn't understand the meaning, she still couldn't help asking.

"I don't know either. Generally speaking, spiritual consciousness transformation is a magical power that can only be performed by cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul with their powerful spiritual consciousness."

"Junior Brother Yin is actually able to use it now. Could it be that the technique he practices is more focused on spiritual awareness? This seems to be the only explanation."

Lu Luo began to answer Mu Peiling's questions, but then began to talk to himself.

"In this way, Young Master may still have a chance of winning!"

Mu Peiling ignored the confusion in Lu Luo's words and spoke expectantly.

"It's hard to say. Even if they are both mid-Nascent Soul cultivators, there are differences in strength."

"Nanlong Hou reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul three hundred years ago. Although he is still lingering in this realm, he has undoubtedly reached the peak of the middle stage and is only one step away from the late stage."

"It will be extremely difficult for Junior Brother Yin to defeat this old monster!" Lu Luo said uncertainly.

After hearing these words, the glimmer of hope that had risen in Mu Peiling's heart suddenly disappeared.

Just then, the explosions in the sky became more frequent.

The strong wind that formed continued to rotate, and even condensed into a huge white vortex, completely submerging the two of them.

This made Lu Luo exclaim in amazement.

"Oh! It's unbelievable that Junior Brother Yin is not at a disadvantage." He said with a strange look on his face.

(End of this chapter)