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The Million Flows Sect was built on the He Family's territory in the eastern part of the Central Plains. It was only a few dozen miles away from the border, and with the City of Ten Thousand Flows as the center, there were endless mountain ranges on both sides, forming a natural wall.

The Million Flows Sect was built on the eastern barbarian wall of the City of Ten Thousand Streams. It was divided into two sides, and on both sides of the mountain range, there were also the buildings of the Million Streams Sect, known as the Double Flows Pavilion.

However, there were no steps or paths. There were only several fist-sized iron chains, connected by slightly thinner iron chains. This way, as long as the wind blew, the iron chains would sway.

Only those who had reached a certain level of qinggong had the qualifications to enter the Double Stream Pavilion. Legend has it that as long as one could enter the Double Stream Pavilion, he would be an inner disciple of the Million Stream Sect.

Even though it was called a pavilion, with both sides added together, the actual area it took up was no less than the size of the five halls of the South Sword Gate.

The one on the left was called the Qian Qing pavilion, the one on the right was the Kun Ming pavilion, and Zi Li lived in the pavilion, which was currently under house arrest.

Zi Li sat at the window, her face full of melancholy. She was about to be married, to someone she hated so much.

The pine trees that were lush and verdant outside the window bared their fangs and claws at her, just like the rest of her life. At the same time, she had to be as tenacious as them, living in an environment that was unsuitable for other trees.

Her fellow brothers were still practicing, and she wanted to dance a few times, just like before, but she could do nothing but stay in the room.

Actually, she shouldn't have been punished so badly for helping the gyrfalcon escape. Maybe it was just like her master taught her a lesson, but she was too stupid to help.

With regards to the current situation, she did not expect Hai Dongqing to come. She clearly knew Hai Dongqing's current situation, but she did not blame him, as that was impossible.

As she thought about it, Zi Li slammed the table and coldly snorted, "If I really do marry Nan Gong Zhe, Hai Dongqing, you scoundrel, will be my enemy in this life!"

On the other side, the gyrfalcon gave the three protectors a general idea of Zi Li's location. As he spoke, he sneezed.

"A High Lord would be cold?" The Immeasurable Sovereign looked at the gyrfalcon in surprise. The gyrfalcon waved his hand and said, "Who's probably cursing me again, heckler!"

"The person who scolded you was pretty diligent with his scolding." Qing Ye covered his mouth and chuckled.

"Haha, alright, let's continue our discussion." The gyrfalcon laughed dryly.

"What are you discussing? Just directly go and snatch him away!" After Immortal Drunken Wine finished, he took the gyrfalcon with him and left. The gyrfalcon was stunned for a moment, but it was as if he had returned to the days when he had first met these people.

"I am a High Lord!" The gyrfalcon suddenly realized that something was wrong and quickly tried to break free.

"Oh." Immortal Drunken Wine took out a jug of wine from his waist and took a sip.

"High Lord." Brother Drunken Wine is right, there's no time to lose, we need it quickly! " Wuliang Zun stood up and walked over.

The gyrfalcon looked at Qing Ye, who nodded. The gyrfalcon could only helplessly say, "Alright."

The four of them then headed in the direction of the Myriad Flow Sect.

As they got closer and closer to the Ten Thousand Streams Sect, the number of pedestrians on the streets gradually decreased, but there were still some left.

This section was a soundproof area, and the so-called soundproof area was to prevent loud noises. It was to provide the disciples of the Myriad Flow Sect with a quiet environment to practice their martial arts.

As a result, there were very few hawkers nearby. Most of them were old and weak hawkers, so they sat quietly in front of their stalls. If someone wanted to buy something, they would buy it; they didn't need to compete.

A gust of wind blew past, blowing up the shredded paper on the ground that some vendor had not collected. It rolled up to the old man who was selling the candied fruits. The old man bent down to pick it up.

The gyrfalcon slowly walked closer to the elder who was selling the candied fruits. The elder smiled at him and asked, "Sir, do you want a candied fruit?"

"Speaking of which, it's been a while since I've had a sweet gourd, I'm sorry to trouble you to sell one to me." The gyrfalcon took out a few coins and handed it to the old man.

The old man took out four candied fruits, and handed one to Hai Dongqing. He held three candied fruits in his hands and smiled kindly at Immortal Drunken Wine and the other two.

Immortal Drunken Wine was stunned for a moment before smiling, "This waiter's food is a bit shabby."

The gyrfalcon rolled his eyes at Immortal Drunken Wine. "But the battle is not small."

"True." Immortal Drunken Wine nodded his head. On the surface, Qing Ye was expressionless, but some green leaves suddenly floated down from the sky. Lord Limitless touched his hat and looked towards the teahouse in the distance.

The old man ignored Immortal Drunken Wine and the other two, as he walked towards them with the three bundles of candied fruits.

Immortal Drunken Wine grinned as he took the candied fruits and took a bite. Although the Green Leaf Pavilion was frowning, he still accepted the candied fruits. He then looked at the old man with a strange expression as he took the candied fruits.

"In regards to the hospitality, it's because young master has taken a fancy to my candied fruits, you can't be blamed on the Myriad Flow Sect." The old man smiled.

"Even our master is here, isn't Brother Zhang too arrogant?" The Limitless Sovereign took a step forward as his aura skyrocketed. The old man's amiable smile froze, and Hai Dongqing's legs trembled slightly when he saw the old man's actions.

Hai Dongqing raised her hand to stop the Limitless Saint as he retreated. The old man took a deep breath as if he had been holding it in for a long time.

At this moment, a dozen or so people walked out of the teahouse, led by a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe with a golden cloud pattern on his back. The rest of them were people of varying ages, but the youngest was at least thirty years old.

At the same time, people wearing white robes with purple and gold inscriptions on their backs appeared one after another from different directions. In the blink of an eye, there were probably more than a hundred of them.

The head of the group was naturally the Wan Liu Sect, Yuan Zhou, and the rest were the elders of the Wan Liu Sect.

Hai Dongqing unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva as she held a piece of hawthorn with a melted sugar shell in its mouth.

One had to know that back then, he couldn't even catch up to these characters. But now, there were over a hundred of them. Sure enough, this was the foundation of a large sect.

"The Million Streams Sect stands at a distance, leading the entire sect to await your arrival." Zhang Yuan stood at a place not far from the gyrfalcon as he greeted with a cupped fist.

Hai Dongqing hurriedly swallowed the hawthorn and smiled awkwardly. She cupped her fist and said: "I have long heard of Sect Master Zhang's name. I am only here to ask for a person from the Million Flowing Sect. I hope Sect Master Zhang does not obstruct me."

"I'm afraid I can't. I've long heard that the High Lord is interested in Zi Li, but the South Sword Martial School Master already has an engagement with Zi Li. Naturally, the Million Streams Sect will do its best to protect her." Zhang Yuan shook his head and said to the gyrfalcon.

"Could it be that the Million Flows Sect also views the Heroic Assassin as an enemy?" The gyrfalcon frowned as he asked Zhang Yuan with narrowed eyes.

"The benefits of a sect's aristocratic families have always been one, and they also listen to the commands of the Storm Sect. This time, it is up to our Million Flows Sect to decide on its own." Zhang Yuan's words were quite helpless. The gyrfalcon knew he wasn't faking it.

"In that case, I will not trouble Sect Master Zhang anymore."