Moonlit_Scholar_C
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"Kill!" With Li Cunxiao's command, more than ten Tian Gang realm masters and dozens of Yuan Fu realm experts surged forward with murderous intent, ready to strike. However, He Bo's expression remained unchanged. He stood in front of Ye Wushuang, his cold gaze sweeping over the approaching enemies. Whoever dares to harm my young master shall die! Protecting his young master was his lifelong mission, the very purpose of his existence. "Li Cunxiao, how mighty you are!" Just as the clash of arms was…-
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Upon hearing Qing Shiyu's words, Ye Wushuang's eyebrows arched slightly in surprise. It wasn't that he was worried about offending the royal family. Rather, it was the fact that the royal family had once helped the Mo Luo Ye clan, as Qing Shiyu had mentioned. Tang Tianyou, a descendant of Tang Wenchuan, had been secretly protected by the Qingyun Pavilion, which was indeed under the control of the royal family. Qing Shiyu quickly grasped what Ye Wushuang was thinking and chuckled, "I know you don't care…
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Ye Wushuang was not the least bit evasive. With a calm demeanor, he declared, "It was me!" "Good. You have the courage to own up to your actions. Very well, very well!" Li Cunxiao sneered. "Ye Wushuang, you think you're quite the formidable character, don't you? You assume that because you have some connections with the Imperial Princess, you can run amok in Qingtian City?" "Run amok?" Ye Wushuang scoffed. "You people are so accustomed to being in high positions that it seems you never intend to admit…
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Upon hearing this, Ye Wushuang burst into laughter. “Why are you laughing?” Zhou Yuanding was puzzled. “First of all, you’ve got it all wrong!” Ye Wushuang wiped away his smile and said indifferently, “It’s not that you’re going to kill me. Rather, you’ve come to my Ye Mansion with such a grand display of force, insulting my family and even threatening to wipe out the Ye clan. Now, it’s me who’s going to kill you.” Hearing this, Zhou Yuanding burst into laughter. “You? Kill me?…
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Ye Wushuang slowly squatted down and looked at Zhou Yuanding, a faint smile on his face. “How about that?” Zhou Yuanding’s mouth opened, and a mixture of blood and fragments of internal organs sprayed out. His eyes fixed on Ye Wushuang, he mumbled, “I am the empire’s first-rank grand marshal, a Tengen-level strongman. If you kill me, the empire will not let you go. It will...” “Still not convinced?” Ye Wushuang clenched his hand, and a long sword appeared. With a flash of the sword’s…
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On the other side, Ye Wushuang carried Ye Feifei away from the restaurant. “Does it still hurt?” Ye Wushuang asked. “Not anymore. It’s just that my head feels dizzy, like everything is spinning around,” Ye Feifei murmured, leaning against her brother’s shoulder in a daze. “Brother has broken his promise again, letting someone hit you,” Ye Wushuang said with a hint of self-reproach. “No, it’s not your fault,” Ye Feifei replied. “I’m just too weak. If I were as strong as you, I…
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“Ye Wushuang killed Zhou Zhe at the restaurant? Is this true?” Sheng Wuwei’s expression was filled with shock. Who was Zhou Zhe? He was the fifty-first on the Tengyun List in the Inner Court of Qingyun Academy, a favored son of Grand Marshal Zhou Yuanding. And Ye Wushuang had dared to kill him? But then, thinking of his own son, Sheng Yuan, whom Ye Wushuang had also killed, Sheng Wuwei decided that there was nothing Ye Wushuang would not dare to do. “Let’s go too!” Sheng Wuwei…
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Ye Wushuang, however, paid no heed to the situation. With an unwavering determination, she summoned thirty-two streams of sword energy and unleashed them in a single, decisive strike. *Boom*... A thunderous noise echoed through the air as Zhou Zhe’s body was instantly propelled backward. With a resounding crash, he collided with the wall behind him. The thirty-two streams of sword energy, as if oblivious to his spiritual weapon gauntlets, tore through them like they were mere illusions. Like a…
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Qing Shiyu’s eyes also lit up with greed at the sight of the dish. She swallowed her saliva. Ye Feifei added, “Big brother, this steamed jasmine fish is the signature dish of Shiwei Xuan. I’ve been here several times, but Sister Shiyu never ordered it for me.” Qing Shiyu, however, huffed, “Little Feifei, do you know how many spiritual stones this dish costs? Ninety-nine thousand! You think I’d order it for you? Dream on!” “Are you going to eat it then?” Ye Feifei asked. Although Qing…
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Qing Shiyu glanced at Ye Wushuang, who was standing behind Qing Yinzheng and Zhou Zhe, and quickly said, “Ye Wushuang, don’t be impulsive.” At that moment, Qing Yinzheng and Zhou Zhe also realized that Ye Wushuang had arrived. Passing by the two of them without a word, Ye Wushuang walked straight up to Qing Shiyu, squatted down, took out a clean cloth, and began to wipe the blood from his sister’s face. “Does it hurt?” Ye Wushuang asked, looking at the dazed Ye Feifei. “It doesn’t…
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