Fairy, don't let your golden finger chase after me!

Chapter 61: The blond villain protected by Feng Aotian

After leaving the spirit boat, Song Qiuyu flew on her sword to Dong Zhan and City Lord Zhou's group, her gaze calmly sweeping over the law enforcement officers around her who were armed with weapons.

"Esteemed seniors," she said with a slight bow, her tone neither humble nor arrogant, "I am Song Qiuyu, a disciple of the Sword Peak of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land. May I ask why you are blocking our cargo ship?"

Dong Zhan narrowed his eyes and looked the woman in white up and down.

"Oh? Your surname is Song?"

Song Qiuyu nodded: "Exactly."

Dong Zhan's lips curled into a meaningful smile: "You're the one I've been looking for."

Dong Zhan waved his hand dismissively and said coldly, "Search the ship!"

Song Qiuyu's expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure.

She stepped forward, blocking Dong Zhan's path: "Senior, are you going to make an enemy of my Ancient Holy Land?"

"To be an enemy of the Ancient Holy Land?" Dong Zhan sneered, his voice suddenly rising, "I'd like to ask you, your Ancient Holy Land harbored traitors from our Dong family and colluded with the demon race to kill our Dong family's retainers. Is this an act of betrayal against the human race?"

These words immediately caused an uproar among those around them.

Song Qiuyu remained unfazed: "Senior, what makes you say such a thing? I have never done such a thing."

"You know best why I said that!" Dong Zhan waved his hand impatiently, then grabbed Song Qiuyu with one hand and casually tossed her to his men: "Tie her up!"

Law enforcement officers swarmed forward. Seeing that something was wrong, Song Qiuyu suddenly turned around and shouted at the spirit boat.

"Ling Shuang! Run!"

On the spirit boat, Feng Ling Shuang had already made preparations.

Seeing that the Dong family was about to send a ship, Feng Ling Shuang gritted her teeth, formed hand seals, and the core of the spirit boat's array instantly erupted with dazzling light. The ship shuddered violently, its spirit wings unfolded, and it was about to take off.

However, a silver figure swept across the sky like a ghost and instantly blocked the way in front of the spirit boat.

Dong Zhan stood with his hands behind his back, clad in silver helmet and armor, a pure white spirit sword beneath his feet, his robes fluttering in the wind. He looked down at Feng Ling Shuang on the spirit boat, his voice seeming to come from the deepest hell.

"Listen up, everyone on the ship, don't force me to take action. Hand over the traitor to the Dong family right now!"

Feng Ling Shuang drew her sword, the Phoenix Cry Sword gleaming intensely in the setting sun. She held the sword horizontally against her chest, her gaze resolute.

"Those who trespass upon my ancient sacred land shall be punished!"

Although Feng Ling Shuang shouted her slogan loudly, she knew in her heart that her cultivation was nothing compared to Dong Zhan, who was at the Nascent Soul Realm.

Even with the suppression of Heming Mountain's rules, Dong Zhan could only exert his Foundation Establishment strength, which was still beyond her ability to contend with.

What to do? Feng Ling Shuang's mind raced as she seriously considered ways to escape.

A direct confrontation is definitely outmatched, and the spirit boat's speed is no match for the pursuit of a Nascent Soul cultivator...

Are we really going to surrender here?

Never mind! If it really comes down to it, I'll fight him to the death!

After all, he had promised Fellow Daoist Dong that he would bring him out of Heming Mountain!

Just as Feng Ling Shuang was extremely anxious, the cabin door of the spirit boat was suddenly pushed open. A figure slowly walked out.

It was Dong Mo, who was hiding in the cabin, who heard Dong Zhan shout and realized that Feng Ling Shuang and Song Qiu Yu were in trouble.

Dong Mo stood on the deck, his gaze calmly fixed on Dong Zhan, who was blocking his way.

"Fourth Uncle".

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present clearly.

"have not seen you for a long time."

Dong Zhan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Dong Mo continued, "These two are my friends, and this matter has nothing to do with them."

"If there's anything... just come to me."

Upon seeing Dong Mo appear on his own initiative, the three retainers on the dock reacted in different ways.

Zhou Cai sighed and murmured, "Alas... Young Master is foolish!"

Zhao Xier bit her lip, her fists clenched so tightly they cracked: "No... we have to find a way to save the young master!"

Dong Maogong shook his head, his voice bitter: "Save them? The Enforcement Hall is watching them, how can we save them?"

Dong Zhan burst into laughter, his laughter filled with smugness.

"Hahaha...Good nephew! Your fourth uncle has been looking for you everywhere!"

"Guards! Tie this traitor up!"

Law enforcement officers swarmed forward.

Dong Mo stood there, motionless, his face expressionless.

At this critical moment...

"Stop it, all of you!"

A slightly languid yet unrestrained female voice rang out, not loud, but it exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

Everyone present turned pale at the same time.

Dong Zhan's pupils contracted sharply, and he abruptly looked up at the sky.

A golden streak of light streaked across the horizon at incredible speed. Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, leaving long trails and emitting a sharp, piercing sound.

In the blink of an eye, the streak of light had already landed on the deck of the spirit boat.

The light faded, revealing two figures.

The leader was a woman, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with long, golden hair cascading down to her waist like a waterfall. Her wheat-colored skin glowed with a healthy sheen in the setting sun. Her features were extremely delicate, yet her brows held a wild and untamed beauty, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, a half-smile playing on her lips.

She was dressed in a dark, close-fitting outfit, with a sheathless longsword hanging at her waist, its blade faintly adorned with flowing blood-red patterns.

Behind her followed a purple-haired girl who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. She had a pair of fluffy fox ears on her head and a bushy purple tail trailing behind her. The girl was blinking her big eyes and smiling at Dong Mo.

It was none other than the Southern Wilderness Sword Demon! Yin Lingsu!

And her disciple, the demon princess Gu Ziyue!

Sword Demon Yin Lingsu's gaze fell on Dong Mo, and the smile on her lips deepened.

"Good disciple, you've been a long time coming for your master!"

Dong Mo was stunned on the spot.

Huh? Apprentice?

He didn't recognize the woman in front of him at all!

Gu Ziyue noticed his confusion, playfully stuck out her tongue, and said with a smile.

"Hey little blondie, we meet again! I must say, you're really lucky. My master is kind-hearted and, seeing your talent in swordsmanship, wants to take you on as his apprentice. From now on, you're my junior brother~"

Dong Mo was completely dumbfounded.

Huh? Teacher? Junior brother?

Dong Mo glanced at Gu Ziyue, then at Yin Lingsu, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Gu Ziyue addressed the woman as "teacher"...

Doesn't that mean...?

Is the blonde, dark-skinned woman in front of me the legendary sword demon from the game... Yin Lingsu?

Hmm... Thinking about it this way, this woman really does look exactly like Yin Lingsu's character design in the game!

Dong Mo's mind was instantly flooded with memories from the game.

Sword Demon Yin Lingsu, the number one sword cultivator in the Southern Wilderness, a peak Nascent Soul expert, and an orphan of the ancient Yinglong clan!

He acts wildly and unrestrainedly, doing whatever he pleases, and never plays by the rules.

He is Gu Ziyue's swordsmanship teacher, and also the bodyguard assigned to Gu Ziyue by the Demon Emperor!

That's it! I knew it... when I saw Gu Ziyue in the secret realm before, I always felt like something was missing!

It turns out that Gu Ziyue's teacher didn't come along!

Now that Yin Lingsu and Gu Ziyue have come to Heming Mountain together, Dong Changfa's death makes sense!

That guy... was probably killed by Yin Lingsu because he offended Gu Ziyue!

The reason the Dong family is making such a big fuss to arrest me is very likely because of those two!

Dong Mo: "..."

Dong Mo looked at Yin Lingsu, then at Dong Zhan, whose face was ashen in the distance, and a feeling he couldn't quite put his finger on suddenly welled up inside him.

So... is this a curse or a blessing for me?