CHAPTER 216: CHAPTER 216 WORTHLESS

"Let go of me!"

"What if I don’t?"

Seeing their senior sister captured, the other two female cultivators were on the verge of tears, but had no plan at all.

The female Taoist who had been captured by Nezha was not weak either and shouted, "Do you dare harm me? Don’t you know this mountain peak is Qingluan Palace, where Princess Long Ji resides?"

"What, are you relatives of Princess Long Ji?"

"Nonsense, I should cut your tongue out!" the female Taoist sneered, "Her Highness the Princess is so noble, the supreme daughter of the Heavenly Golden Palace’s true Jade Emperor. We have the fortune of three lifetimes to serve the Princess here. Since you are a Chan Sect cultivator and not one of those foolish mortals, you should know the consequences of offending Her Highness!"

Nezha raised an eyebrow, thinking these were some vicious people, always wanting to cut out others’ tongues.

Before the female Taoist could laugh at him, he slapped her.

"How dare you hit me!"

"What about it? My mother is a mortal too. By calling mortals foolish, aren’t you insulting my mother?"

Nezha said, then sneered, "I see you have no background. Even though you practice cultivation, you were still born of your parents. Can your parents also cultivate?"

The female Taoist remained stubborn, "What’s wrong with what I said? Mortals are foolish and filthy, so are my parents!"

Hearing this, Nezha casually threw her aside and said, "Seeing your stupidity, I wouldn’t even dare bathe with you, afraid of catching your foolishness."

"Who wants to bathe with you!"

The woman was still shouting, but Nezha suddenly found that bullying these three women was no longer interesting. He said coldly, "You can’t beat me, so stop inviting more humiliation. Lead the way to Qingluan Palace!"

"Who are you to meet Her Highness?"

"I told you, I’m Nezha. If you say another word, I’ll strip you and throw you off the mountain! I mean what I say."

Seeing Nezha’s icy gaze, the three female Taoists shivered and dared not be arrogant, becoming obedient.

They didn’t know that those who possess extraordinary skills and kill mercilessly all have a unique aura.

Killing Intent.

It grips the soul and shakes the heart!

When the three began to lead the way, Nezha understood why earlier, Zhou Quan said if he wanted to go to the summit, he should let the immortals carry him up on immortal cranes.

The three female Taoists waved, and three immortal cranes as large as calves descended, bowing and spreading their wings, inviting them to mount.

The female Taoists mounted the cranes, sitting sideways, then turned and revealed their arrogant expressions, "If you have the guts, follow us!"

Nothing to fear, Nezha thought this group of Taoists were spoiling this beautiful mountain and hoped Princess Long Ji wasn’t one of these fools, or he wouldn’t want to set foot here again.

He stepped on his Wind Fire Wheels, following the cranes with ease.

With the help of his Wind Fire Wheels, his flying speed increased by at least thirty percent, along with many other benefits.

In an instant, they broke through the clouds.

The part of the mountain above the clouds was incredibly high, towering tens of thousands of feet, with steep walls as smooth as a sword plunging into the sky!

Nezha could vaguely sense a vast Sword Intent from the treacherous peak, and the ’Sword Gall’ gifted by Young Master Kong Xu in his Qiankun Bag gently vibrated, turning into a wisp of blue smoke and melting into his Mud Ball Palace.

For a moment, the sword intent and various questions he had while practicing swords were solved naturally.

"Is this what they call a fortuitous encounter?" Nezha thought.

The cliff was so smooth and steep that there was no place to rest the feet, yet there was a small path winding through the clouds, finally leading to the summit, making one marvel at human ingenuity and the price of these mountain paths in lives.

Amidst the magnificent peak, countless jade-like buildings should be the legendary Qingluan Palace where Princess Long Ji resided.

Seeing Nezha’s awe, the female Taoist riding in front on the crane turned to mock him, "Seeing this scene, do you realize your ignorance? It’s not too late to admit your mistake now, before you regret meeting Her Highness later."

Without paying attention to her, Nezha coldly asked, "Is there a guest here named Ao Yu?"

The Taoist bit her lip in anger but couldn’t do anything to Nezha, hoping he’d get what was coming, she said, "Princess Ao Yu and Princess Long Ji are long-time friends, often visiting here. Why would they need us to inform them?"

"So you don’t even have the qualification to know this. How worthless to waste my time on you."

"You!"

"What ’You!’ Lead the way!"

In Nezha’s eyes, these Taoists were just as clueless as his uncle had said. Apart from the slight pleasure of seeing their butts perched on the immortal cranes, they were useless.

The other two younger Taoists, although less arrogant, growing up here for long would likely turn out no different.

"If their butts weren’t so perky, they’d just be old Taoists in the end," he muttered.

The three leading the way couldn’t hear Nezha’s muttering and led him to a jade path before hurriedly entering the palace to report.

Soon, hurried footsteps came from the other end of the stone path.

Nezha composed himself, no longer admiring the mountain scenery.

In the newcomers, he immediately spotted Ao Yu’s figure. His cold eyes showed three points of joy. Then he noticed another Taoist, dressed in red and white crane silk, approaching with eight young maidens, amidst fragrance and fluttering robes.

Who else could it be?

"Chan Sect’s Nezha, pays respect to Her Highness."

"Her Highness? There are two princesses here, which one do you mean?"

Princess Long Ji asked, clearly joking with their mutual friend Ao Yu.

Before Nezha could respond, Ao Yu said, "Cut that out, if you have something to say, don’t make me act!"

"Want to fight? Heh, how clever you are, fearing you’d lose if you fought me before but now want to fight with a man here. Are you not just lustful but bullying the weak?"

"Say that again!"

Seeing Ao Yu truly getting angry, Princess Long Ji quickly said, "Alright, alright, I’ll stop."

She turned to Nezha, smiling, "Though we’ve never met, I’ve long heard of you. I’m Princess Long Ji. If you don’t mind our lack of fine wine, why not come in for a chat?"

Nezha glanced at the three female Taoists, who had turned from arrogant to docile in front of Princess Long Ji.

He nodded and followed the princess into the hall.

She came to greet him in person, showing impeccable manners, making him feel honored and not wanting to embarrass her by pointing out her servants’ rudeness.

However, he couldn’t help but wonder why their playful talk made the usually stoic Ao Yu blush.

What was going on, a male’s fantasy that she might like him?

Although it wasn’t bad, knowing this would delight any man, making him dream happily.

But damn it, he was there to deliver a wedding invitation.