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

Chapter 51: The Flying Ship Immortal Clan!

Under the guidance of Dong Maogong, the head of the Dong family's ancestral hall, Zhao Xier and Zhou Cai quickly passed through the spirit boat's restrictions and arrived on the deck of the Sumeru seat.

However, as soon as the three Nascent Soul cultivators stepped onto the deck, they saw the city lord of Heming Mountain City fawning over a young man in silver armor, like a lapdog wagging its tail.

Zhao Xi'er recognized the city lord; his surname was Zhou, and he was a figure of considerable importance in Heming Mountain City, possessing the cultivation of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator. He was usually arrogant and haughty, never giving anyone a second glance, and it was common for him to make things difficult for lower-level cultivators who came to Heming Mountain to do business.

But now, he's standing there, bent over, his face plastered with a fawning smile.

"Lord Dong, please forgive me for not greeting you properly."

"On behalf of all the cultivators of Heming Mountain City, I extend my highest respect to you..."

As he spoke, Lord Zhou swiftly pulled a storage ring from his sleeve and handed it to the young man.

"I have also prepared a small gift; I hope you will accept it."

However, the silver-armored youth named Dong Zhan didn't even glance at the ring, and spoke to City Lord Zhou with disdain.

"Just now, one of our Dong family's Nascent Soul cultivators died suddenly at Heming Mountain. I want you to give me, and the Dong family, a reasonable explanation."

Upon hearing this, Lord Zhou's face turned pale instantly.

"We're innocent! This has nothing to do with us!"

"Even if the Divine Lord gave us a hundred times the courage, we miscellaneous cultivators wouldn't dare touch the offerings of your noble immortal clan..."

Dong Zhan finally withdrew his gaze and looked down at City Lord Zhou in front of him.

"I know this matter has nothing to do with you. I also know you wouldn't dare touch the offerings of the Dong family."

"I'm here only hoping you'll cooperate with me to apprehend the real culprit who murdered our Dong family's guardian deity."

Lord Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately looked troubled and pleaded in a low voice.

"Lord Dong, aren't you putting me in a difficult position? The murderer who killed your esteemed immortal clan's retainer is not someone our small town can handle..."

"Heh...difficult? What's difficult about it? I just want your Heming Mountain to help us find the person."

He then threw the portraits of Dong Mo and Xiao Bai directly in front of Lord Zhou.

When Lord Zhou looked at the two portraits, his expression instantly became even more unpleasant.

"Huh? This..."

"I'm not discussing this with you." Dong Zhan forcefully interrupted City Lord Zhou's hesitation, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"I admit that the rules of Heming Mountain are indeed special. But no matter how special the rules are, they will still be reduced to ashes before the main cannon of my Sumeru Throne."

As soon as Dong Zhan finished speaking, the main cannon of the Sumeru Seat immediately emitted a terrifying aura comparable to that of a Void Refinement Realm cultivator!

"I'm giving you one day to find them!"

"Lord Zhou, you don't want Heming Mountain City to become a thing of the past after today, do you?"

Lord Zhou's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down on the spot.

"I...I understand..."

"I'll get on it right away, I'll get on it right away!"

Lord Zhou scrambled out of the Sumeru Throne, a stark contrast to his usual arrogant demeanor.

After watching Lord Zhou leave, Dong Zhan turned around and looked at the three retainers in front of him.

"Tell me, what exactly is going on here?"

Dong Maogong took a deep breath, stepped forward, and briefly reported the whole story.

After listening, Dong Zhan remained silent for a moment.

Then he smiled.

That smile was as cold as icicles in the dead of winter.

"So that means... you bunch of good-for-nothings spent half a day wandering around Heming Mountain, not only failing to capture the young master, but also losing a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

"And even the maid who helped my nephew escape escaped from Heming Mountain?"

Dong Zhan's voice suddenly rose, and with the terrifying pressure inherent in a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, he pressed down on the three elders.

"Useless trash! Good-for-nothing! You've disgraced the Dong family!"

Zhao Xier clenched her fists instantly. Seeing this, Zhou Cai quickly tugged at her sleeve, signaling her not to act impulsively.

Dong Zhan's gaze swept across the three faces like a knife, finally settling on Dong Maogong.

"How did Dong Changfa die? When was the last time you saw him?"

Dong Maogong trembled like a leaf and replied hastily.

"The last time we saw the third brother was when we split up to hunt down the young master and Xiao Bai. At that time, the third brother volunteered to capture a fox demon..."

"Hmm? A fox demon?"

Dong Zhan's eyes suddenly sharpened.

Zhou Cai chimed in, "That's right! A fox demon! That fox demon knows Young Master Dong Mo, and he even sent her to get reinforcements!"

Dong Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly: "What's the fox demon's name?"

Just as Zhou Cai was about to reply, Zhao Xier spoke up first.

"We don't know her name either, but the young master calls that fox 'Miss Purple Moon'."

Upon hearing this, Dong Zhan paused slightly, as if he had remembered something.

"Hmm? Ziyue? A fox? I remember the youngest daughter of the Jin Yun Demon Royal Family in the Southern Wilderness Heavenly Demon City, isn't she... named Gu Ziyue...?"

Then Dong Zhan suddenly looked up, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"I see! Alright, case solved!"

"Hehe... the ancestor was right after all!"

"Dong Mo betrayed his family and colluded with the demon race, plotting with them to kill the family's guardian deity. His crime deserves death!"

"You all hurry into the city and cooperate with my men to capture the traitor Dong Mo!"

Dong Zhan's voice boomed like thunder, but he quickly regained his previous indifferent demeanor, though his tone now carried a hint of threat.

Then he slowly stepped forward and gently patted Dong Maogong on the shoulder.

"Furthermore, the three of you had better pray that that little beast Dong Mo is still in Heming Mountain..."

Zhao Xier finally couldn't hold back any longer. She stood up and argued with Dong Zhan, stating her position firmly.

"I believe this matter has nothing to do with the young master. He has neither the ability nor the motive to commit the crime. I think there must be some misunderstanding here..."

Dong Zhan's gaze fell on her, and he instantly released his pressure, forcing Zhao Xier to kneel down.

"Oh? Are you questioning me and the ancestor?"

Zhao Xier gritted her teeth, enduring the oppressive aura, and forced her back to stand ramrod straight: "I wouldn't dare... I just feel there's something fishy about this."

"Shut up. You have no right to speak here. Our Dong family's affairs are none of your business, you outsider!"

As soon as Dong Zhan finished speaking, Zhao Xier felt her blood and qi surging like a raging torrent. Then, her body swayed as she was injured by the pressure of the Nascent Soul stage, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

Even so, Zhao Xier did not give in and stared intently at Dong Zhan!

Seeing the critical situation, the kind-hearted Dong Maogong quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Fourth Master, please calm down! Don't take it to heart. She only lost her temper because she cares about you..."

Dong Zhan snorted coldly: "Hmph! What are you standing there for! Hurry up and go find Dong Mo! If you let Dong Mo escape, I'll hold you all accountable!"

Upon hearing this, Dong Maogong dared not linger any longer and hurriedly led Zhou Cai and Zhao Xier away from the warship.

After leaving the warship, Zhou Cai spoke first, whispering to his two colleagues beside him, "What do you two think about this?"

Dong Maogong shook his head and said, "There's something fishy about this."

"Anyway..." Zhao Xier stated solemnly, "We must find the young master and get to the bottom of this before Dong Zhan and the Enforcement Hall do!"

"That ungrateful wretch Dong Zhan has been eyeing the position of family head ever since he advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm! The young master is definitely in trouble now that he's in his hands!"

Zhou Cai nodded and said in a deep voice, "I know those bastards in the Enforcement Hall best. Even if the story is false, they'll still force a confession out of us under torture..."

Dong Maogong stroked his long beard and nodded in agreement.

"Yes. That's true... In fact, Zhan Lao Si might even use this as an excuse to frame the family head."

"Then...where should we go to find the young master?"

Upon hearing Zhou Cai's words, the three of them fell silent instantly.

Just then, Zhao Xier suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and a glint of light appeared in her eyes: "Young Master isn't stupid. Seeing the family making such a fuss, he definitely won't leave Heming Mountain by conventional means."

Dong Maogong seemed to understand something: "You mean to say?"

Zhao Xier nodded and said, "Young Master will forcefully form his core. Even if he fails, he will be ejected by He Mingshan."

Zhou Cai frowned and said, "But I've already checked all the supplies the young master took with him when he ran away from home. He doesn't have any of the pills needed for Core Formation at all..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xier smiled sweetly.

"That's why...we need to go into the city and ambush him where we can get the pills needed to form the Core Formation!"