Chapter 1205 Heavy Rain Comes

After Qing Jimeng took Liu Rushui away, the Seven Swordsmen, who had heard the noise a long time ago, finally walked out of the room.

But before he could open his mouth, Zhou Yiqiao spoke first and answered the question he wanted to ask.

"I will go to the discussion between the two parties this time."

"Qijian, you don't have to persuade me. I know my limits."

Zhou Yiqiao's tone was calm and firm. He looked at the setting sun in the distance, and a complex light flashed in his eyes.

"This time, I came forward not only for Qinjian Villa, but also for myself."

"Some things always need to be concluded."

Upon hearing this, Qi Jian nodded silently. He knew that Zhou Yiqiao's decisions were always well thought out, and it would be useless for him to say more.

But he couldn't help feeling unfair for Zhou Yiqiao. After all, there was the precedent of Qinjian Villa, and he was really afraid that his master would be involved in unnecessary disputes again and repeat the same mistake.

"Master, no matter what this journey brings, the Seven Swords are willing to bear it with you."

"I have now been promoted to the Divine Transformation Realm and am now able to help my master share the pressure."

The Seven Swords spoke with a firm tone and were extremely loyal.

Hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao smiled slightly and patted him on the shoulder.

"Okay! With your words, I can rest assured and leave the back to you."

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Early the next morning, the elder in charge of negotiating the alliance came to Zhou Yiqiao's residence with a group of disciples dressed in formal attire.

Perhaps this elder also knew that what Qinjian Villa had done to Zhou Yiqiao before was too harsh, so he seemed a little embarrassed when facing Zhou Yiqiao.

"Mr. Zhou, the auspicious time has arrived. When can we set off?"

Zhou Yiqiao smiled slightly and didn't say much.

Upon hearing this, the elder showed a relaxed smile on his face, obviously relieved by Zhou Yiqiao's cooperation.

Under the guidance of the elder, Zhou Yiqiao followed the group and finally arrived at the main hall of Qinjian Villa.

The main hall is the most solemn place in Qinjian Villa. It is rarely open on weekdays and is only used on extremely important occasions.

In order to demonstrate the importance of Daxuantian, this place was specially chosen as the venue for the talks.

Zhou Yiqiao followed everyone into the hall and glanced around. He saw that the hall was decorated luxuriously yet solemnly. In the center was a long table where Xu Hanchang and Luo Chen were already seated.

Seeing Zhou Yiqiao and others coming, Xu Hanchang and Luo Chen stood up with a smile, but did not step forward.

There was not much politeness between the two sides, and they quickly got down to business and began to discuss the specific details of the exchange of interests.

The elder of Qinjian Villa spoke first.

"Mr. Luo Chen, we at Qinjian Villa are extremely sincere about cooperating with Daxuantian."

"We are willing to provide two rare spiritual mineral deposits and a medicinal garden planted with high-level herbs as a token of our sincerity in cooperation."

Luo Chen smiled.

"We at Daxuantian naturally see the sincerity of Qinjian Villa."

"We will also provide corresponding support, including but not limited to resource sharing, skill exchange and other aspects."

"But correspondingly, we at Daxuantian will have priority in future cooperation projects, such as priority exploration of newly discovered secret realms, or priority selection of rare materials."

The two sides had a very heated discussion.

Zhou Yiqiao sat aside, listening quietly without offering any insights or suggestions.

After some intense discussions, the two sides finally reached a preliminary cooperation agreement.

Qinjian Villa will provide spiritual mines and medicine gardens, as well as access to many secret realms, while Daxuantian will provide technical support, resource sharing, and the most basic shelter.

After the agreement was signed, representatives from both sides smiled with satisfaction.

However, the jubilant atmosphere in Qinjian Villa did not last long.

Lingxiao Palace seemed to have smelled the wind in advance, and before the agreement was officially announced to the world, it had already begun spreading rumors in the cultivation world that were unfavorable to the alliance between Qinjian Villa and Daxuantian.

At the same time, Lingxiao Palace's provocation against Qinjian Villa became increasingly obvious. Many strongholds and small spiritual veins outside Qinjian Villa were attacked by unknown forces, causing heavy losses.

Some bold monks even began to openly provoke the disciples of the villa.

Although Luo Chen reached an agreement with Qinjian Villa as the representative of Daxuantian, he still needed to return to Daxuantian and present the negotiation results to the Lord of Xuantian in order to finalize it.

Therefore, during this period of time, the security situation in Qinjian Villa became extremely tense.

Faced with the relentless pressure from Lingxiao Palace, Qinjian Villa quickly entered a state of full martial law, and a tense and solemn atmosphere permeated the entire sect.

Although Zhou Yiqiao was not a pure disciple of Qinjian Villa, at Qing Jimeng's request, he led a team of Qinjian Villa disciples in the Spirit Transformation Realm to the defense line outside the villa to strengthen the fortifications. He also personally led the team on patrol to resist the intrusion of unknown forces.

One day, as night fell and the stars hid behind thick clouds, Zhou Yiqiao led his team through the mountains and forests.

They had just finished a day's patrol and were preparing to return to the nearest base.

Just as Zhou Yiqiao's team was about to step into the dimly lit border of the base, a sudden gust of wind blew up, blowing up fallen leaves and dust on the ground, blocking the moonlight and their sight.

"alert!"

Zhou Yiqiao let out a low shout, and the spiritual power in his body surged instantly, transforming into a faint light that enveloped his entire body. At the same time, he quickly glanced around, trying to see everything clearly through the thick dust.

But the only response he got was a stronger sound of the wind and a strange laugh faintly heard in the distance.

"Humph, a mere Qinjian Villa dares to be an enemy of my Lingxiao Palace?"

A cold voice echoed in the wind, and then several dark shadows rushed out from all directions like ghosts, heading straight for Zhou Yiqiao's team.

These black shadows were extremely fast, and the one with the lowest cultivation level was at the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. It was obvious that they came prepared.

The magic weapons in their hands flickered with faint light, and every swing was accompanied by a fierce attack, directly targeting the vital points of Zhou Yiqiao and others.

Faced with this sudden attack, Zhou Yiqiao was shocked but remained calm. He knew that retreat was hopeless at this point and only by fighting with all his strength could he have a chance of survival.

He shouted loudly, and the spiritual power in his body boiled. The Netherworld Demon Sword condensed and took shape in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing straight ahead. The sword intent was overwhelming and soared into the sky.

The long sword was swung out, and the sword light was like a dragon, instantly tearing through the surrounding darkness, intertwining with those black shadows, and erupting with a deafening roar.

However, what was shocking was that even though Zhou Yiqiao tried his best, these black shadows easily avoided his attacks according to some subtle rules, without any intention of slowing down, and rushed directly towards his team members.

His heart moved, and he suddenly realized that he was not the primary target of these shadows.

But, it's too late!