Chapter 1289
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Upon hearing this, the only woman among the other three, with an indifferent expression, said coldly, “Qin Muyu, what kind of people do you take us for?”
“Exactly! If anyone should cover for you three, it should be me,” another bald young man said with disdain.
“Ji Ou, what nonsense are you spewing? You cover for us?” Another young man sneered. “Do you even deserve to?”
“Old Mu, watch your words,” the leading young man interjected.
Seeing the three argue, the young man in the lead, with a bitter smile, said, “Stop arguing. I’m the strongest among us. I’ll cover for you.”
These four individuals were none other than the four prodigies from Lingjian Mountain—Qin Muyu, Li Wenqing, Ji Ou, and Mu Zili.
After parting ways with Ye Wushuang, Qin Muyu and Li Wenqing had learned that Liuli Dongtian was about to open and had rushed over. By chance, they encountered Ji Ou and Mu Zili.
After exchanging information, the four discovered that Ye Wushuang was still alive, which delighted Ji Ou and Mu Zili immensely.
So, the four of them formed a group and came to Liuli Dongtian together. Along the way, they met some disciples from Lingjian Mountain, and they gathered together for safety.
Once inside Liuli Dongtian, the four were fortunate enough to discover a treasure trove—a spot with several nine-petal blood zhis, which were extremely beneficial for martial artists at the Guiyuan realm. After a great deal of effort, they killed the two fifth-stage spiritual beasts living beside the nine-petal blood zhis and harvested them. However, as soon as they finished, a group of people suddenly appeared.
These people were generally stronger than them. The two leaders claimed that they had discovered the nine-petal blood zhis first and had been waiting for a long time. They accused Qin Muyu and his group of taking advantage of the situation and demanded that they hand over the nine-petal blood zhis.
Naturally, Qin Muyu and his group refused.
A battle ensued.
At that moment, surrounded by dozens of martial artists, the group of four found themselves in a tense standoff. The two leaders, a man and a woman, both in their early twenties, stood out.
“Are you four good-for-nothings actually coveting the nine-petal blood zhis?” the man, who looked like a perfect gentleman, stood with his hands behind his back on the trunk of an ancient tree, looking down at them with a sneer. “Do you even deserve them?”
Qin Muyu glanced at the young man and snorted coldly, “How shameless of you to try and seize them by force.”
“However, if we are to die, we should at least know who it is that kills us, right?”
Hearing this, the young man’s face turned arrogant as he said, “So you’re still hoping for someone to avenge you?”
“Let me tell you, I am Bai Li Dan from the Bai Li family of the Wu Ji Alliance!”
“The lady beside me is Nan Gong Yan from the Nan Gong family of the Wu Ji Alliance!”
The Wu Ji Alliance!
One of the top ten superpowers in the Central Continent of Tianyuan.
Over this period, Qin Muyu, Li Wenqing, and the others were no longer naive. They had gained some understanding of the top, first, and second-tier forces in the Central Continent.
The Wu Ji Alliance was formed by the alliance of four major families: the Shangguan family, the Bai Li family, the Dongfang family, and the Nan Gong family.
The Shangguan Xu and Shangguan Meng, whom Ye Wushuang had killed earlier, were from the Shangguan family of the Wu Ji Alliance and were quite well-known.
Upon hearing this, Qin Muyu murmured, “People from the Wu Ji Alliance…”
“So what?” Nan Gong Yan, beside Bai Li Dan, smiled cunningly. “Remember our names, in case any of you manage to escape and seek revenge through your backers?”
Nan Gong Yan sneered, “Not to mention whether you four good-for-nothings have any powerful supporters, even if you do… the Wu Ji Alliance is not afraid of anyone.”
Bai Li Dan also sneered, “Why don’t you tell us who your so-called ‘backers’ are? Maybe I’ll get scared and kowtow to you in apology.”
Qin Muyu, Li Wenqing, and the others remained silent.
They were not foolish enough to mention Ye Wushuang’s name at this moment.
Although Ye Wushuang had a fearsome reputation, if the four of them revealed that they were from the same Lingjian Mountain as Ye Wushuang, Bai Li Dan and Nan Gong Yan would likely kill them even more brutally.
“Speak up!” Bai Li Dan said contemptuously. “Who are your backers?”
“It’s me!”
Several figures rushed over from the side. The leader was a young man in white, with clear and cold eyes. His voice was strong and resolute as he spoke clearly.
Bai Li Dan and Nan Gong Yan’s eyebrows raised in surprise as they looked over.
They wanted to see who dared to interfere with their affairs!
But as they took a glance, both were taken aback.
Those people…
Mu Qingqian, Xuan Honglang, Xuan Hongcheng, three prodigies from Xuantian Mansion.
Lin Qingfeng, Lin Qingyi, Xia Yan, three prodigies from Mount Lu’s Lin family.
None of these six were easy to provoke.
If it were a one-on-one fight, neither of them would be a match for any of these six, let alone now that all six were together.
As for the young man in white leading the group, who was he? They didn’t recognize him.
Bai Li Dan put away his fear and said firmly, “You? Who do you think you are?”
He would not lose face even if he lost the fight.
Mu Qingqian, Lin Qingfeng, and the others might not dare to get involved in their affairs.
After all, the two of them were from the Wu Ji Alliance.
Upon hearing this, the young man in white slowly said, “I am Ye Wushuang.”
“Ye Mo Wang!”
“Ye Mo Wang!”
Upon hearing Ye Wushuang’s name, Bai Li Dan and Nan Gong Yan’s faces changed almost simultaneously. They lost their balance and fell from the tree, landing in a dusty heap on the ground.
But the two of them had no time to brush off the dust. Instead, they looked at Ye Wushuang with terrified expressions.
Even the dozens of other martial artists from the Wu Ji Alliance retreated, increasing the distance between themselves and Ye Wushuang.
However, upon hearing their words, Ye Wushuang’s expression froze.
Ye Mo Wang?
Who?
Me?
Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but look at Mu Qingqian, Lin Qingfeng, and the others beside him and asked, “I am so kind and gentle-looking. Where do I seem like a demon king?”
(To be continued)
