Chapter 248

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As Mu Junli’s words came to an end, he clenched his palm, and with a swift, almost supernatural motion, Sheng Shaoqing’s figure was drawn towards him through the air, as if by an invisible force.

Mu Junli smiled coldly. “Sheng Wudi, if the Sheng Dan Pavilion dares to act so recklessly again, I will not hesitate to eliminate you as well. Do you believe me?”

A sharp crack echoed through the air.

Before Sheng Shaoqing could utter a single word, his neck snapped, and his eyes gradually dimmed, the life slowly ebbing away from his body.

“Mu Junli!”

Sheng Wudi let out a roar of fury.

Mu Junli had actually killed Sheng Shaoqing!

Yet, despite the roar, Sheng Wudi did not dare to charge forward or retaliate.

He dared not, for he knew that even ten of him would not be a match for Mu Junli. Within the vast territory of the Qingyun Empire, perhaps no one could best Mu Junli.

In that moment, an oppressive silence fell upon the surroundings.

Mu Junli flung Sheng Shaoqing’s lifeless body aside and, with a flick of his wrist, sent Shen Yunrui’s corpse flying as well. He then looked at Sheng Wudi and said with a mocking smile, “Leave.”

Faced with Mu Junli’s arrogant demeanor, Sheng Wudi was left speechless. His face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood before retreating in a disheveled and humiliated manner…

Mu Junli turned to the onlookers and said with a smile, “The show is over. You may all disperse now.”

The crowd scattered hastily, not daring to linger for a moment longer.

However, the events that had unfolded within the Qingyun Pavilion today would undoubtedly spread throughout the entire capital. And the name Ye Wushuang would surely become a household name.

At that moment, Mu Qiqi affectionately linked her arm with her father’s, and said in a tender voice, “Father, why have you returned?”

“I missed you,” Mu Junli replied with a smile. “Why, aren’t you happy to see me?”

“Of course I am!” Mu Qiqi quickly pulled her father over to Ye Wushuang and introduced them. “Father, this is Ye Wushuang, the alchemist I brought back from Liuyue City. I have already hired Ye Wushuang as our Qingyun Pavilion’s guest alchemist.”

Mu Junli looked at Ye Wushuang and nodded approvingly. “He is a fine young man, with remarkable alchemical skills.”

“Ye Wushuang, is it?” Mu Junli smiled again. “Rest assured, as a guest alchemist of the Qingyun Pavilion, you have nothing to fear. The Qingyun Pavilion will be your backing.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but smile and said, “I… wasn’t afraid in the first place…”

At that moment, everyone was taken aback.

Mu Qiqi quickly stepped forward and whispered to Ye Wushuang, “Be more polite when speaking to my father…”

While others might not be aware of her father’s true status, Mu Qiqi knew all too well. The reason the Qingyun Pavilion could compete with the Sheng Dan Pavilion, which had the backing of the Sheng Dan Sect, was not because of the Qingyun Empire’s support, but because of her father. Even the emperor, her uncle, treated her father with utmost respect.

Ye Wushuang sighed and said, “I was already being polite…”

“But…” he continued, looking at Mu Junli with a calm smile, “That display of power was indeed impressive, but I fear it won’t last a decade.”

At these words, everyone present was stunned.

Qing Mengli’s face turned cold, and she glared at Ye Wushuang with a hint of murderous intent.

Mu Junli also looked at Ye Wushuang with a mixture of surprise and confusion.

Mu Qiqi, on the other hand, was furious. “Ye Wushuang, what are you talking about?”

Ye Wushuang simply laughed and said, “I’m just speaking the truth.”

“If Qing Pavilion Master had not intended to kill Sheng Shaoqing, I might have left the Qingyun Pavilion already.”

“Mu Qiqi, it was your sincerity that moved me to stay and serve as the guest alchemist here. And today’s actions by the Qingyun Pavilion are not a bad thing for me.”

“Since fate has brought us together like this, and I’ve met your father, I don’t want you to lose your father in ten years…”

At this point, Mu Qiqi was thoroughly enraged. She huffed, “Do you even know how powerful my father is? What nonsense are you spouting?”

“Whether you believe it or not, I think your father will make his own judgment.”

At that moment, Ye Wushuang’s eyes, calm yet piercing, met the gaze of the terrifyingly powerful Mu Junli.