Chapter 247
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The crowd also quickly scattered, fearing they might get caught in the crossfire.
In the hall, a middle-aged man dressed in a white robe now stood in front of Sheng Shaoqing. It was this white-robed man who had blocked the attack from the mysterious figure in black beside Qing Mengli.
Qing Mengli’s delicate brows furrowed as she looked at the middle-aged man in white and said with displeasure, “Sheng Wawei!”
Sheng Wawei?
The head of the Sacred Alchemy Pavilion in the capital!
In this vast Blue Cloud Empire, he was undoubtedly a top-tier Tian Gang realm powerhouse!
“Hehe…”
Sheng Wawei smiled slightly and said, “It’s just that the young people are full of vigor and their words were just in jest. Qing Mengli, why be so serious?”
“We’ve already signed a life-or-death agreement. How can this be a joke?”
Seeing Sheng Wawei appear, Qing Mengli became even more resolute and snorted, “Sheng Wawei, being untrustworthy suits the nature of your Sacred Alchemy Pavilion.”
Sheng Shaoqing, looking at Sheng Wawei in front of him, immediately roared, “Uncle Wawei, kill that bastard, kill that Ye Wushuang.”
That wretched Ye Wushuang actually wanted to kill him—how dare he!
Upon hearing this, Sheng Wawei glanced at Ye Wushuang, then at Sheng Shaoqing, and sighed inwardly.
Sheng Shaoqing indeed had great talent, but his arrogant and unruly temperament, cultivated within the Sacred Alchemy Sect, would sooner or later cause trouble.
No, it had already caused trouble!
Sheng Wawei looked at Qing Mengli and smiled, “Since Shen Yunrui is dead, it was an intrusion from our Sacred Alchemy Pavilion. Let’s just end this matter here, shall we?”
“Our Sacred Alchemy Pavilion is willing to compensate the Blue Cloud Pavilion with a million spiritual stones!”
“Qing Mengli, you should know what kind of existence the Sacred Alchemy Sect is. Sheng Shaoqing is the son of Elder Sheng Xuan. If you kill him, you will be inviting a terrifying enemy for your Blue Cloud Pavilion and the royal family of the Blue Cloud Empire.”
Upon hearing this, everyone present changed their expressions.
For Sheng Shaoqing, the Sacred Alchemy Pavilion was truly willing to back down.
But Qing Mengli just smiled and looked at Sheng Wawei with her beautiful eyes.
“I only know that one must keep their word and follow through with their actions. Trying to pressure me with the Sacred Alchemy Sect?”
Hearing this, Sheng Wawei’s brows furrowed.
Qing Mengli’s persistence took him by surprise.
Could it be… because she wanted to ingratiate herself with that young man named Ye Wushuang?
Sheng Wawei said again, “In that case, I’m afraid I must offend!”
Sheng Shaoqing absolutely could not die within the Blue Cloud Empire; otherwise, he would have no way to explain to the Sacred Alchemy Sect.
Today, even if it meant forcing his way through, he had to take Sheng Shaoqing away.
“Try it!” Qing Mengli snorted coldly.
Sheng Wawei glanced at the man in black and sneered, “With him? He can’t stop me.”
“What about me?”
A leisurely voice suddenly sounded behind Sheng Wawei.
Sheng Wawei’s face immediately changed. He quickly turned around and threw a punch.
But before his fist could land, the speaker had already kicked Sheng Wawei away with a single foot.
Boom…
In an instant, Sheng Wawei’s body was sent flying out of the Blue Cloud Pavilion, crashing to the ground. His face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He struggled to stand up but failed several times.
At this moment, everyone finally saw the person who had made the move.
Dressed in pure white, with silver-gray long hair, and a handsome face that carried an enchanting smile.
“Dad!”
Mu Qiqi, seeing the middle-aged man, immediately called out with joy.
Mu Qiqi’s father?
At this moment, the Blue Cloud Pavilion elixir masters present all bowed respectfully.
Standing to the side, Ye Wushuang noticed that these Blue Cloud Pavilion people treated Mu Qiqi’s father with even more reverence and even fear than they did Qing Mengli.
This person’s identity was likely even more mysterious.
Now, the white-clad, silver-haired man stepped forward, walking to the entrance of the Blue Cloud Pavilion. He looked at the fallen and bleeding Pavilion Master Sheng Wawei and said with a smile, “Sheng Wawei, you can use the Sacred Alchemy Sect to pressure the Blue Cloud Pavilion, but you can’t use it to pressure my wife!”
“Mu Junli!”
Sheng Wawei shouted at the man, “Sheng Shaoqing cannot die.”
Mu Qiqi now stepped forward, linking her father’s arm, and humphed, “Dad, if you lose a bet, you have to follow the agreement, right?”
“That’s right!”
Mu Junli affectionately tousled his daughter’s hair, then looked at Sheng Wawei and said with a smile, “Since my daughter has spoken, then… Sheng Shaoqing must die!”
