Chapter 255
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At that moment, in the courtyard, Wu Teng stopped his assault, looking down at Tang Tianyou, who was coughing up blood incessantly. He sneered, “Kid, you really are… just asking for it…”
“Now, even if I beat you to death, no one will stand up for you, right? You should blame yourself… for being a little too talented.”
With these words, Wu Teng clenched his palm, preparing to deliver a final, deadly blow. Tang Tianyou, though lacking background and resources, truly had a natural aptitude for alchemy. The fact that Master Lu Entao had intended to take him on as a personal disciple was simply unacceptable!
Thus, Wu Teng and Wulingzhu had conspired to set a trap for Tang Tianyou, and now that their plan had succeeded, Tang Tianyou was as good as dead. Eliminating someone as insignificant as him would be far too easy.
“Be a good person in your next life!” Wu Teng declared, his fist crashing down.
In that instant, Tang Tianyou felt his life slipping away. But then…
Wu Teng’s punch never landed. A hand seized Wu Teng’s wrist, and he immediately let out a howl of pain. “Ah… ouch, ouch, ouch…”
“Why are you hitting him?” A cold, indifferent voice rang out.
Ye Wushuang had appeared behind Wu Teng like a wraith, grabbing his wrist and demanding, “I asked you, why are you hitting him?”
Wu Teng glared at the young man beside him and cursed, “Who are you? What’s it to you?”
*Crunch*!
Ye Wushuang snapped Wu Teng’s wrist with a swift, cold motion.
“Ah…” A scream, akin to that of a slaughtered pig, pierced the air.
“Stop!” Master Wuxuan and Master Wu Ao both shouted in unison.
Ye Wushuang turned around, his eyes blazing with a fierce, murderous intent as he surveyed the gathered alchemists. The moment they laid eyes on him, their expressions turned to shock and astonishment.
This was… Ye Wushuang!
The very same young man who had just resolved a monumental crisis for the Qingyun Pavilion!
How could he be here?
“Master Ye…” Master Lu Entao hurriedly interjected, “Don’t be hasty, Master Ye…”
If Ye Wushuang had been an ordinary person, the others would have already moved to subdue him. But today, Ye Wushuang had single-handedly dealt with the humiliation from the Shengdan Pavilion. Miss Mu QiQi, Pavilion Master Qing Mengli, and Lord Mu Junli all placed great importance on this young man. How could they dare to act against him?
“Hmph…” Ye Wushuang let out a soft breath, then suddenly smiled with a carefree air. “Alright, I won’t be hasty!”
“Someone tell me what happened here,” he said, his palm gently but firmly grasping Wu Teng’s other wrist. The gesture clearly communicated that if there wasn’t a satisfactory explanation, Wu Teng’s other hand would meet the same fate.
Master Lu Entao quickly recounted the entire story. Meanwhile, Qing Shihua, who had been listening quietly, gradually moved to stand beside Ye Wushuang. Seeing the palace master, the others became even more deferential.
After hearing the whole story, Ye Wushuang’s expression froze. This scene… was eerily similar to what had happened to him over a month ago!
Now, Ye Wushuang understood everything. With a flick of his hand, he sent Wu Teng sprawling to the ground, coldly ordering, “Don’t move!”
Staring at Ye Wushuang, Wu Teng was utterly terrified and dared not make a single move. The others, too, hesitated to act.
Ye Wushuang bent down and looked at Tang Tianyou, who was covered in blood and barely clinging to life.
“Tianyou…” At that moment, seeing the swollen face, Ye Wushuang felt an inexplicable pang of pain in his heart. Tang Wenchuan! That man who loved alchemy and always had a smile on his face—how heartbroken he would be if he saw his descendant in such a state!
If Tang Wenchuan were to witness this, he would surely feel the same way Ye Wushuang had when he was reborn and saw the downfall of his own clan.
Hearing Ye Wushuang’s call for “Tianyou,” Qing Shihua, standing nearby, trembled. That call seemed more like an elder’s tender care and affection for a younger generation.
Who exactly was Ye Wushuang? Was it merely because Tang Tianyou was the descendant of Tang Wenchuan, a close guard of his ancestor Ye Wentian, who had suffered such humiliation, that he was so furious?
