“What a Unrivaled Dugu! His name is tough, his temper is tough, and his confidence is tough too! He thinks he is invincible just because he killed a Jiao Xiong?”

Dou Mian strode forward, blade in hand, “I’d like to see how you fight two at once!”

He seemed even more indignant than the wandering old man who directly faced Jiang Wang. While part of it stemmed from his innate pride and inability to bear being slighted, a larger part was due to his observation of Ye Qingyu’s choice to deploy two Four-Winged Ink Warriors.

The products of the Ink Sect were notoriously expensive.

The Dou Clan was a renowned family in Chu, descended from royalty. Even Dou Mian, one of the clan’s most outstanding scions, couldn’t casually purchase two Four-Winged Ink Warriors for protection.

At this moment, Ye Qingyu and Jiang Wang rode in the Seven-Colored Banner Cloud Chariot, commanding the Four-Winged Ink Warriors. Their wealth was dazzling, their treasures radiated brilliant light, clearly displaying their financial power.

No matter how confident he was in himself, he didn’t want to engage in a “fair” duel with that Unrivaled Dugu under such circumstances.

“You direct two Ink Warriors to intercept Dou Mian, I’ll dismount and deal with the wandering old man first,” Jiang Wang transmitted to Ye Qingyu.

He remained more wary of the mysterious wandering old man and wanted to resolve that threat first.

The wandering old man, after posing his question, had fallen silent, as if entering a trance. Faint wisps of white vapor emanated from the top of his head.

Each side had their own plans, and the situation was poised on the edge of eruption.

At that moment, the giant tree suddenly shook violently again, “I am… the Mountain Guardian Spirit!”

The Mountain Guardian Spirit’s abrupt movement startled Jiang Wang, then he frowned. Why was it still this sentence?

This was not normal…

Did the Mountain Guardian Spirit lack intelligence? Or was its mind already muddled and dull?

Dou Mian clearly knew more, directly shouting, “Time is running out, let’s join forces to eliminate Lingxiao Pavilion!”

The wandering old man was also well aware of the situation in Chiyun Mountain, cackling as he moved forward, “Good!”

One wave subsided, and another rose.

Just as the great battle was about to begin, a scream suddenly echoed from the foot of the mountain.

The cry was incomparably shrill, reverberating with distant echoes! It instantly swept across Chiyun Mountain, allowing everyone on the summit to hear it clearly.

It was the Lingkong Palace successor, Zhong Qin!

Earlier, she and Dou Mian had been exploring the small pavilion in the mountains. Dou Mian, eager to prevent Jiang Wang from claiming the supernatural fruit, had rushed to the summit alone. He had left Zhong Qin to continue exploring, as a contingency plan.

But now…

Something had gone wrong at that small pavilion! Or rather, some kind of change had occurred.

Jiang Wang gripped his sword, but remained still, watching Dou Mian. “Your companion is in trouble, aren’t you going to take a look?”

“Her life and death are her own fate, what’s there to see?” Dou Mian didn’t even turn his head, only saying, “Wandering old man, aren’t you going to attack?”

“Hehehehehe.” The wandering old man suddenly chuckled, “How about you deal with Lingxiao Pavilion here, and I’ll go see how Zhong Qin is doing, how’s that?”

Dou Mian didn’t respond, only silently adjusting his stance.

Originally, Dou Mian and the wandering old man were targeting Jiang Wang together, but now the three sides were wary of each other.

From their conversation, it was clear that Dou Mian was trying to conceal something, wanting to provoke a battle, then pull off a feint, suddenly rushing back to the small pavilion. But the wandering old man saw through it and decisively stopped him.

Jiang Wang didn’t know what Dou Mian and the wandering old man were looking for, but that didn’t prevent him from making the corresponding judgment.

“Since everyone is uneasy,” he said, “how about we all go to the place where Zhong Qin had her accident and take a look?”

Dou Mian glanced at the wandering old man and took the lead in responding, “Alright!”

The wandering old man thought for a moment and also nodded in agreement.

“But before we leave, you have to remove the measures you’ve set up on the summit,” Jiang Wang stared at them, “Otherwise, if you can’t beat me later and suddenly return to pluck the supernatural fruit and end the time, wouldn’t we be caught off guard? You have such swift methods, but we don’t.”

Jiang Wang had been completely unaware beforehand that plucking the supernatural fruit would end the time in Chiyun Mountain. However, he spoke very naturally, using the information Dou Mian had revealed.

In Dou Mian and the wandering old man’s minds, there were two places in Chiyun Mountain that contained the access token to the Cloud Top Immortal Palace: one was the small pavilion in the south, and the other was the pool in the north.

They had come for the Cloud Top Immortal Palace, not just a single supernatural fruit.

Jiang Wang’s words at this moment further confirmed their previous judgment – they had previously thought that Jiang Wang and Ye Qingyu, seeing that they couldn’t win against them, would simply seize the supernatural fruit, end the time in Chiyun Mountain, and wait for the next thirty-three years.

Dou Mian sneered, “Your chariot probably isn’t much slower.”

“You better show some sincerity,” Jiang Wang replied with displeasure, “In terms of flight speed alone, can it exceed yours?”

In any case, it was a fact that Dou Mian and the wandering old man had reached the summit first, so Jiang Wang spoke confidently.

“Alright.” The wandering old man slowly performed a hand seal, immediately withdrawing his measures from the summit.

The measures he had set up on the summit were not as fast as Dou Mian’s to begin with, so pulling Dou Mian down to cancel them out together was certainly a good thing.

Jiang Wang reached an agreement with the wandering old man, and Dou Mian knew that refusing was useless, so he directly agreed as well.

The three sides monitored each other, wary of each other, maintaining a relatively consistent speed, and headed towards the small pavilion in the south together.

For Dou Mian and the wandering old man, Zhong Qin’s scream undoubtedly indicated the changes in the small pavilion in the south. They weren’t afraid of changes, only afraid of no movement. Zhong Qin had either triggered some kind of restriction or some mechanism, and correspondingly, the access token to the Cloud Top Immortal Palace should have surfaced. Therefore, they were itching with impatience and extremely eager.

As for Jiang Wang, at this moment he no longer had the same absolute certainty he had before entering the mountain. The strength of those participating in Chiyun Mountain exceeded his expectations. He wasn’t sure if he could kill the wandering old man before Dou Mian broke through the Four-Winged Ink Warriors and the Seven-Colored Banner Cloud Chariot.

The truth was, Jiao Xiong, who had taken the lead to block the way and had boldly declared that he would fight three at once, was actually the weakest of these four parties.

Therefore, Jiang Wang was willing to go with them to the small pavilion in the south to take a look, in order to avoid launching a battle of few against many right now. He himself wasn’t afraid, but he didn’t want Ye Qingyu to take risks.

Ye Qingyu was also very perceptive, staying in the Seven-Colored Banner Cloud Chariot the whole time, with two Four-Winged Ink Warriors flying to the left and right, maintaining a protective posture.

The Four-Winged Ink Warriors relied entirely on ten thousand yuan stones as their power source. Every breath they took cost a huge amount of Dao essence stones. When there was no need to fight, staying dormant was the thrifty thing to do. Even stopping in the Seven-Colored Banner Cloud Chariot, temporarily ceasing flight, could save a lot of Dao essence stones…

Jiang Wang worked hard to stop himself from speaking out to advise her. Facing someone with such a luxurious background as Ye Qingyu, it was actually difficult to advise her to be thrifty. Because she might already be very thrifty. It was just that people with a large wealth gap had completely different concepts of thrift…

Jiang Wang, Ye Qingyu, Dou Mian, the wandering old man.

Unknowingly, of the seven people who had entered Chiyun Mountain, only these four remained now.

Except for Ye Qingyu, who had a pile of life-saving treasures, the remaining three people all had absolute confidence in their own strength.

The group of four quickly arrived at the small pavilion in the south.

Here, they witnessed a scene they would never forget.