A Crossover of Film and Television: Miao Miao's Life Transmigration

Chapter 157 The Untamed: Ning Miaomiao 19

Flames surged in the Cloud Recesses. All the disciples of the Lan Clan had fled, but Wei Ying could not find Lan Zhan.

Will Lan Zhan be in trouble?

Wei Ying plans to go to Qishan Nightless City.

Time was of the essence, so Wei Ying set off immediately.

At Nightless City, Wei Ying saw Nie Huaisang, Jiang Cheng, and Jin Zixuan, but he didn't see Lan Zhan.

"Huh? Wei Ying, your Qingyun Sect has come to Nightless City too!" Nie Huaisang whispered to Wei Ying.

"Didn't you say you couldn't get into the Qingyun Sect? I heard that the Wen Clan disciples led a group to Yiling, but they were blasted out by the formation before they even reached the entrance of the Qingyun Sect. Wei Ying, why are you in Qishan?" Nie Huaisang rambled on.

Wei Ying felt guilty. His sister had told him not to leave the Qingyun Sect, but he didn't expect that when he went to Cloud Recesses, the Wen Clan came to the Qingyun Sect!

"Ahem, I was worried about everyone, so I begged the sect leader to come to Qishan," Wei Ying said hastily.

Nie Huaisang looked Wei Ying up and down, his eyes filled with doubt.

"Really? Your sect leader is too naive. The Wen family doesn't seem like a benevolent group."

Wei Ying could only give an awkward laugh, his eyes constantly scanning his surroundings.

At this moment, Wen Chao swaggered in and ordered his men to bring Lan Zhan up.

Lan Zhan's face was cold, and his expression was aloof.

"Oh, everyone's here. And who's that, Wei Wuxian? Your Qingyun Sect doesn't take our Wen Clan seriously. We went to Yiling to invite your Qingyun Sect, but you were blocked outside by the formation." Wen Chao said arrogantly.

"Now it seems that the Qingyun Sect is nothing special!"

Wei Ying slowly clenched his fist. He would not let Wen Chao get away with this. How dare Wen Chao insult the Qingyun Sect? The Qingyun Sect was his home.

"You!" Wei Ying's voice erupted in anger.

"What, you're not convinced?"

Lan Zhan and Nie Huaisang held Wei Ying's shoulders on either side, and Wei Ying lowered his head to hide his emotions.

"Very well, it seems there are no ungrateful people left. The Wen Clan has a rule that no one may carry a sword during the training. Hand over your swords, and I will keep them safe for you." Wen Chao said arrogantly.

"what?"

"The Wen family actually wants to take our swords?"

"No, I won't pay it."

……

Disciples from various sects were discussing it animatedly.

Under pressure, he handed over his sword. Jin Zixuan refused to obey, but thanks to Mianmian, a female disciple of the Jin family, who spoke kindly and pleased Wen Chao, the farce finally ended.

Wei Ying didn't care. He kept his "Suibian" sword in his spatial ring. The sword he handed over was a high-quality replica. Although it was a replica, it actually had a bit of the spirit of "Suibian". It was made by his sister using the leftover materials from refining "Suibian", so it could barely be considered a semi-divine weapon.

After confiscating their swords, Wen Chao gave each of them a copy of "The Essence of Wen's School" and ordered them to memorize its contents.

Ning Miaomiao knew nothing about the Wen family's affairs.

She is currently focused on breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage and is unaware that Wei Ying has disobeyed her orders and left the Qingyun Sect without permission.

Her cultivation had been suppressed for a long time. After taking cultivation pills from another world, her breakthrough was complete, but the difficulty lay in breaking free from the stagnation.

Wei Ying felt uneasy at Nightless City.

Wen Ruohan obtained two pieces of Yin Iron. The one from the Lan Clan was in the hands of the Qingyun Sect, and he guessed that the other one was also in the hands of the Qingyun Sect, otherwise they wouldn't have taken the Yin Iron from the Lan Clan.

It seems he's going to send someone to the Qingyun Sect to retrieve the Yin Iron.

That day, Wen Chao made a high-profile appearance, his face beaming with pride.

"Cloud Recesses is now under the jurisdiction of Qishan. Those who refused to submit from the Nie Clan of Qinghe have been suppressed. The Jin Clan of Lanling is quite sensible, while Jiang Fengmian of the Jiang Clan of Yunmeng is hiding in Lotus Pier and refuses to come out."

Wen Chao paused for a moment, looked up at Wei Ying, and snorted coldly.

"As for the Qingyun Sect, Wen Zhuliu has already led people to visit the Qingyun Sect. I believe the Qingyun Sect will be very sensible."

Wei Ying clenched his fists in anger, but if he relaxed them, he would easily step forward and punch Wen Chao in the face.

He had to trust his sister; the Qingyun Sect was protected by an array, and he couldn't alert them.

Wei Ying wanted to take this opportunity to leave Nightless City and return to Yiling, but when his gaze fell on Lan Zhan, his anger subsided.

Wen Chao received news that there had been unusual activity at Muxi Mountain recently, with many demonic beasts gathering and even the immortal clans sent to suppress them never returning.

With a calculating look in his eyes, Wen Chao said, "Recently, there have been evil spirits causing trouble in Muxi Mountain. We will go down the mountain to exorcise them."

Wen Zhuliu brought Wen Xu to Yiling. As they walked down the mountain, a continuous stream of spiritual energy rushed towards them.

"Heh, the Qingyun Sect has certainly found a good location. Is the spiritual energy in Yiling really that abundant?" Wen Xu said coldly.

"Young Master, let's go up the mountain first," Wen Zhuliu said calmly.

Wen Xu was dissatisfied. What was so great about Wen Zhuliu? If it weren't for his father's sake, he wouldn't listen to a servant like Wen Zhuliu.

Wen Xu didn't say anything and followed Wen Zhuliu to Yiling.

A mountain gate came into view, and as far as the eye could see, there were only steps, probably a thousand steps.

"It's quite impressive," Wen Xu murmured.

“Young Master, there is a formation ahead, and it’s quite strange,” Wen Zhuliu said calmly.

The disciples who visited Qingyun Sect last time said that Qingyun Sect's formations were peculiar and could not be broken no matter what.

To ensure everything went smoothly, the sect leader specifically gave him a piece of Yin Iron, instructing him to use its power to break the formation.

Wen Zhuliu took out the Yin Iron given to him by the sect leader, cast a spell to draw out the Yin energy from the Yin Iron, and then injected the Yin energy into the formation.

A transparent wall appeared in front of the mountain gate, resisting the yin energy of the Yin Iron.

After a brief probing, Wen Zhuliu frowned deeply. This formation was indeed peculiar; it seemed he would have to unleash his full power.

"Step back!" Wen Zhuliu said solemnly.

Wen Xu, valuing his life, quickly led his men back dozens of meters.

Yin energy surrounded the Yin Iron. Wen Zhuliu chanted a mysterious incantation. As he finished chanting, streams of Yin energy surged from the Yin Iron. The Yin energy was so dense that it condensed into black.

Surrounded by black energy, the Yin energy seemed to be about to be suppressed, so Wen Zhuliu quickly guided the Yin energy to the formation.

The formation was being eroded, emitting a buzzing sound.

This commotion attracted the attention of the Qingyun Sect disciples.

"What? The formation has been attacked?" Gu Changfeng asked urgently.

"Could it be that the Wen clan has attacked the sect again?" Mo Yunzi worried.

"Quickly, hide at Biluo Immortal Abode; the sect leader is there," Meng Yao said calmly.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect quickly arrived at Biluo Immortal Abode, where Meng Yao, Gu Changfeng, and Xue Yang took on the responsibility.

The three of them did not want to hide in Biluo Immortal Abode. Instead, they wanted to fight the Wen Clan to the death and protect the Qingyun Sect with their lives. The Qingyun Sect was their home, and they felt that they could not let the Qingyun Sect be harmed.

Outside of the formation, there is no way to break the formation, but Yin Iron is a key item in this world.

The transparent wall was covered in cobwebs; the formation was about to collapse.

"Click——"

The formation was destroyed as a beam of light.

"Hahaha, the Qingyun Sect is nothing special. Let's go in," Wen Xu said casually, his face full of arrogance.

Wen Zhuliu's brows furrowed slightly. Seventy percent of his spiritual energy had been depleted. This formation was clearly not simple, and the sect leader of Qingyun Sect was probably no ordinary person.