Chapter 318 Killing someone with a borrowed knifeYang Rongrong opened the car window and looked out, and sure enough, she saw the sky covered with dark clouds and flashes of lightning in the clouds. She turned her head and looked at Shuying beside her, wanting to borrow his puppet strings. Shuying took out a ball of red silk thread and gave it to her without saying a word. Yang Rongrong climbed out of the car window, jumped onto the roof, and used puppet lines to tie the white jade statue to the center of the roof. She pushed the statue hard to make sure it was tied securely before leaving. Shuying asked after she returned to the car. "what have you done?" Yang Rongrong leaned back on the couch and said with a lazily smile, "I thought it was going to thunder, so I made a lightning rod for our carriage." Although Shuying had never heard of a lightning rod, he could tell from the name what it was used for. Afterwards, Yang Rongrong briefly recounted the origin of the white jade statue, and ended with a sly smile as if she had succeeded in playing a prank. "There is a trace of his consciousness hidden in that statue. Now it is on the roof of the car. If he dares to strike me with thunder, he will have to strike himself first. I want to see if he has the heart to do that."

Facts have proved that the Emperor is really capable of being so cruel. A bolt of lightning came down from the sky and hit the carriage right on target. The white jade statue standing on the roof was smashed into pieces, and the whole carriage shook violently. The monks nearby were startled and looked in the direction of the carriage. Yang Rongrong pushed open the car door and jumped out. She looked at the burnt roof of the car and raised her eyebrows. The perception of the spiritual consciousness will be synchronized to the main body. Just now, a wisp of the emperor's spiritual consciousness was dispersed by the thunder. The emperor himself must have personally felt the feeling of being struck by the thunder and being burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. Yang Rongrong put her hands behind her back, looked up at the dark clouded sky, and asked with a smile. "Does it taste good?" The Emperor was enraged by her and thunder rumbled in the sky. She thought the other party would send down more thunder, but after waiting for a while, no second thunder fell. This surprised Yang Rongrong a little. The other party clearly had ill intentions towards her, but he didn't attack her at this moment. It was definitely not because he was afraid of her, but most likely he was planning some big move. It turned out that she was right. Suddenly, dozens of figures flew out from Yunmeng City! They surrounded Yang Rongrong and the carriage beside her. Each of them held a magical weapon, with a solemn and murderous look on their faces. It was obvious at first glance that they were not here with good intentions. Seeing this, the monks who were nearby all moved away. Some of them recognized the person coming and whispered to their companions. "Look, the old man in the lead is the master of Yaoguang Pavilion, Tianji. The seven young men following him are his direct disciples, known as the Yaoguang Seven Sons."

Soon someone else continued. "Not only Yaoguang Pavilion, but also people from Qingluan Tower and Tianyin Sect are here. Did you see them? The middle-aged couple in green clothes are the owner and his wife of Qingluan Tower, and the beautiful female cultivator in white is the young master of Tianyin Sect." Yaoguang Pavilion, Qingluan Tower and Tianyin Sect are the three major sects in Yunmeng City. Now that all the leaders of their sects have gathered here, something big must be happening. The monks were nervous, but were reluctant to miss this great opportunity to watch the excitement up close. No one was willing to leave. Zhao Qi mixed in the crowd, craning his neck to look in the direction of Yang Rongrong. Zhao Qi heard people around him guessing the identity of the female cultivator. "Who is that female cultivator? She is able to attract all the big guys in the city." "She looks very unfamiliar to me. I have never seen her before, but I feel that her cultivation should be very high, at least in the Nascent Soul stage." Zhao Qi touched the spirit stone hidden in his sleeve and could not help but correct him: "It's not Nascent Soul, it's Spiritualization." As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around immediately looked at Zhao Qi. Everyone was very curious, how did Zhao Qi know the cultivation level of that female cultivator? Zhao Qi seemed to enjoy being watched by so many people, and he smiled smugly: "Not only do I know that she is in the Spiritual Transformation Stage, I also know her name." Everyone hurriedly asked the female cultivator what her name was. Zhao Qi pretended to keep silent and did not answer, which whetted everyone's appetite. At this moment, Old Man Tianji directly revealed Yang Rongrong's identity. "You are Yang Rongrong, the one who represents misfortune in the prophecy!" As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar. Even Zhao Qi showed a look of surprise. He couldn't help but murmur, isn't her name Sun Wukong? Why did she suddenly become Yang Rongrong? He immediately remembered that he had just told Yang Rongrong so many rumors about her. He felt embarrassed and quickly covered his face with his sleeves, fearing that Yang Rongrong would see him. At this moment, Yang Rongrong had no time to pay attention to others. She saw that Old Man Tianji and a group of people had surrounded her tightly, as if they were afraid that she would escape, and she couldn't help but chuckle. "How do you know my name?" Since Yang Rongrong came here through time, she has used a bunch of pseudonyms, and only a few people know her real name and her true identity. The old man in front of her was a complete stranger to her, but he was able to reveal her identity in one sentence. There must be someone who was telling the secret. Thinking of this, she looked at the cloudy sky again and had some guesses in her mind. The only person who could do such a shameless act is the emperor hiding in the thirty-third heaven. He was so pissed off by her that he wanted to take revenge on her, so he revealed her identity to people from the three major sects. He is trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife! Old Man Tianji didn't know about the grudge between her and the Emperor, so he said directly: "I was just practicing, and suddenly I was inspired by the way of heaven. It was the way of heaven that guided us to this place." The young master of Tianyin Sect said coldly: "I was still a little skeptical at first, not sure whether Elder Tianji's perception was accurate. Now it seems that what Elder Tianji said is true. Today we will kill you, the unlucky one, right here!"

The couple who owned Qingluan Tower both looked stern and shouted in a stern voice. "Witch, why don't you surrender obediently?!" Yang Rongrong was not afraid at all. Although there are many cultivators on the opposite side, the one with the highest cultivation level among them, Old Man Tianji, is only in the middle stage of the God Transformation Realm, and the rest are at the Nascent Soul and Golden Core stages. She summoned the Xuanji pen, and the jade-colored pen shaft turned lightly between her fingers in a very leisurely posture. "Do you want to go one by one? Or all together?" Old Man Tianji was enraged by her arrogant attitude and shouted angrily, "Don't be so arrogant, you little brat!" The sound spread along with the spiritual power. The monks who were watching the excitement not far away could not withstand this powerful pressure. Their faces all turned pale and they hurriedly summoned their magic weapons to protect their vital points. Yang Rongrong was not affected at all. She picked up her pen and wrote quickly - "Old Man Tianji was so excited that he almost choked to death on his own saliva." The golden words paused in the air for a moment and then disappeared. Old man Tianji was so angry at this moment that he was about to order his disciples to arrest Yang Rongrong. Before he could finish his words, he was choked by his own saliva. He couldn't help but cough violently, and his old face turned red.