Joining the Joyful Union Sect, My Life in the Grip of My Senior Sister

Chapter 410: Are You a Man or a Woman?

As Cao Zhengyu’s voice echoed, a massive skeletal ghost hand reached out from the dark cloud to grab Lin Fengmian on the airship.

At this moment, the airship’s defensive formations flickered, doing their utmost to block the ghost hand from breaking through.

Although Lin Fengmian’s expression changed slightly, he remained calm and even looked at Cao Zhengyu with a hint of mockery.

With a sharp scream, several crescent-shaped blades flew out from the top floor of the airship, shattering the ghost hand.

A fragrant breeze swept by, and a woman in a yellow robe gracefully descended, extending a hand to shield Lin Fengmian.

Her melodious voice rang out, “Fellow Daoist, you have quite the audacity to dare intercept the Flowing Cloud Sect’s airship!”

Lin Fengmian let out a long breath, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

The Flowing Cloud Sect of the Eastern Wilderness was a major cross-domain sect, a top-tier sect with the existence of a Supreme Being.

Their Myriad Phenomena Dao was unparalleled, and their airship and teleportation services spanned the entire world. Even the Heavenly Fiend Hall had to show respect to them.

For Cao Zhengyu, a mere Soul Severing Realm cultivator, to try to snatch someone from the Flowing Cloud Sect’s airship was nothing short of overestimating his abilities.

Cao Zhengyu slowly emerged from the dark cloud and bowed slightly to the woman with a hint of restraint.

“A misunderstanding, I assure you. I am Cao Zhengyu, an elder of the Heavenly Deception Sect from the Southern Hills. Greetings to this fairy of the Flowing Cloud Sect.”

The woman in the yellow robe nodded slightly. “So it’s Elder Cao of the Heavenly Deception Sect. I am Huang Zishan, an executive of the Flowing Cloud Sect. May I ask why Elder Cao intercepted our airship?”

Cao Zhengyu replied in a deep voice, “The young man behind you, Fairy Zishan, is a wanted criminal of our Heavenly Deception Sect. I am here for him.”

“I respectfully request that you allow me to bring this young man back.”

Huang Zishan looked back at Lin Fengmian, who was wearing a bamboo hat, and asked indifferently, “Does Elder Cao have a warrant from the Junyan Empire or an edict from a Supreme Being?”

Cao Zhengyu hesitated for a moment before shaking his head. “No, I do not.”

Huang Zishan’s eyes turned cold. “Then Elder Cao is being quite unreasonable.”

“Since this person is on our Flowing Cloud Sect’s airship, he is our honored guest. We have a responsibility to ensure his safety,” 

Cao Zhengyu hadn’t expected her to be so unyielding, and his expression darkened.

“Fairy, this man killed my son and several elite disciples of our Heavenly Deception Sect. I respectfully ask you to consider me. I will be eternally grateful.”

As he spoke, he took out a storage ring, attempting to bribe her after failing to intimidate her.

Huang Zishan didn’t even glance at it. With a flick of her sleeve, she sent the storage ring back and coldly said, “Please step aside, Elder Cao. Do not delay our airship.”

“Whether you’re here to catch a criminal or avenge your son, wait until this person disembarks. Otherwise, I can only assume that you are provoking the Flowing Cloud Sect.”

Cao Zhengyu could only settle for a compromise. “Then, Fairy, could you accommodate me by allowing me to board the airship? I am willing to pay double the fare.”

He had gone to great lengths to hunt down Lin Fengmian and was determined to capture him.

It wasn’t just about avenging his son; greed was also at play.

The Joyful Union Sect had placed such importance on this young man. He must possess some incredible secrets or treasures, otherwise he wouldn’t have survived the spatial turbulence.

As long as he boarded the airship, there was no way that Lin Fengmian could escape.

However, things didn’t go as planned. Huang Zishan firmly refused him.

“Our Flowing Cloud Sect’s airships do not allow boarding mid-journey. Please find the nearest place to board.”

Cao Zhengyu’s expression turned extremely unpleasant, but against a major sect like the Flowing Cloud Sect, he truly had no leverage.

He reluctantly bowed and said, “I apologize for disturbing you, Fairy!”

Seeing Cao Zhengyu step aside, Huang Zishan signaled for the airship to move forward, leaving Cao Zhengyu behind.

Cao Zhengyu had no choice but to follow the airship from a distance to make sure Lin Fengmian didn’t escape in the middle.

Lin Fengmian looked at Huang Zishan in front of him, took a deep breath, and smiled. “Thank you, Senior, for standing up for me.”

Huang Zishan turned around, and Lin Fengmian realized that her appearance matched her voice – gentle and captivating.

Her features were as delicate as a painting, with a small oval face that was exquisitely beautiful. Her yellow dress added to her gentle aura.

“Fellow Daoists, there’s no need to be polite. As I said, no matter what wrong you’ve done, as long as you don’t kill or set fire to my airship…”

“Without an imperial decree or the Supreme Being’s edict, no one can harm a guest of the Flowing Cloud Sect. This is our rule.”

Such gentle words, yet so domineering, made Lin Fengmian silently admire her.

No wonder the Flowing Cloud Sect, an external sect, thrived so well within the Northern Abyss. With a service like this, the fare was worth it.

Huang Zishan glanced at Cao Zhengyu, who was still relentlessly chasing them, and said calmly, “However, once you disembark, Fellow Daoist, you’ll have to find a way to save yourself.”

Lin Fengmian nodded. “I understand. After I disembark, I’ll leave on my own and cause you no trouble, Senior.”

Huang Zishan gave Lin Fengmian an appreciative look. This young man was sensible and didn’t beg for her help.

“Come with me. I don’t want that foolish Cao Zhengyu capturing you and damaging the reputation of the Flowing Cloud Sect.”

Lin Fengmian quickly agreed and followed her to the top floor of the five-story airship.

This was Lin Fengmian’s fourth time on an airship, but it was his first time reaching the top floor.

On the top floor, there was a huge painting of a sea of clouds, with constantly changing scenes that reflected the environment of the airship.

There was also a spacious reception hall. If not for the sea of clouds outside, it would look no different from a regular pavilion.

Huang Zishan, who was approachable, sat down at a large jade tea table and smiled. “Have a seat. No need to be formal.”

Lin Fengmian thanked her and sat down, removing the bamboo hat from his face to reveal his fierce appearance.

Huang Zishan was stunned for a moment, but didn’t show any unusual reaction.

She poured a cup of tea for Lin Fengmian, took a small sip, and casually asked, “Who are you, and how did you insult Cao Zhengyu? To make him chase you all the way here.”

Lin Fengmian thought for a moment before answering honestly, “I’m a disciple of the Joyful Union Sect. During…”

“Pfft!”

Huang Zishan, who had just taken a sip of tea, spat it all over Lin Fengmian’s face while coughing uncontrollably.

Lin Fengmian’s opening statement had caught her completely off guard.

Seeing Lin Fengmian silently wiping the tea off his face, she felt a bit embarrassed and quickly handed him a handkerchief.

“I’m sorry. Your statement just took me by surprise.”

“Fellow Daoist, are you joking? The Joyful Union Sect? Are you a man or a woman?”

Lin Fengmian wiped the tea off his face and clothes, sighing. “I am a man! But I really am a disciple of the Joyful Union Sect.”

He briefly explained the situation, mentioning that he had offended Cao Zhengyu and his son during a competition.

During the recent conflict between the Joyful Union Sect and the Heavenly Deception Sect, he had killed Cao Zhengyu’s son, Cao Cheng’an, which led to Cao Zhengyu chasing him across thousands of miles.

Huang Zishan naturally knew that he was omitting details, but she had only asked out of curiosity and wasn’t particularly interested in Lin Fengmian’s secrets.

However, upon learning that Lin Fengmian was a furnace of the Joyful Union Sect, her expression turned slightly strange.

The Joyful Union Sect wasn’t that picky, was it?

Wait, could the furnaces of the Joyful Union Sect even roam around freely?