Chapter 874
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As soon as the words left his lips, Ye Wushuang grasped his sword tightly, and a surging aura began to emanate from within him.
“Huh?”
Ling Han, the master of Linghan Mansion, was utterly astonished.
At this point, Ye Wushuang still had the strength to fight?
It was simply inconceivable!
But just at that moment, a hand gently rested on Ye Wushuang’s shoulder.
The moment that hand touched his shoulder, the power within Ye Wushuang dissipated entirely, and the rolling aura settled down.
Almost simultaneously, Ye Yunzhe, Ye Qingfeng, Yuan Pengwang, and others were about to be seized by Shengxuan.
A sword beam, however, slashed down from the sky.
The figures, which had been about to be captured, landed and hastily retreated.
From within the dark clouds, a figure stepped forward with a smile, “Elder Shengxuan, you are truly swift…”
“Shi Wuheng!”
Shengxuan’s expression turned uneasy as he saw the figure emerging from the clouds.
The master of the sixth peak of Lingjian Mountain!
At the same time, Qing Shiyu’s expression changed as she saw the man who appeared like a ghost behind Ye Wushuang.
“Master Su Xuanye!”
Qing Shiyu was astonished.
She had not expected that someone from Lingjian Mountain would arrive at this moment.
But…
What was the attitude of Lingjian Mountain towards Ye Wushuang?
Surely they did not come with malicious intent?
Yet… would Lingjian Mountain really be willing to offend the two major powers, the Saint Dan Sect and the Tianji Mansion, for Ye Wushuang?
Su Xuanye glanced at Qing Shiyu and smiled faintly before turning to Ye Wushuang.
“Are… are you alright?”
Su Xuanye’s fingers trembled slightly.
Ye Wushuang gave a bitter smile, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, “If it’s much later, I might be dead.”
Su Xuanye’s face was filled with self-reproach.
However, considering Qing Shiyu was present and so many eyes were upon them, otherwise Su Xuanye would have already knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.
“Alright, stop blaming yourself…”
Ye Wushuang forced a smile, “So, it’s up to you next?”
“Yes, just rest.”
As Su Xuanye spoke, the sound of breaking the air echoed from within the dark clouds.
“Brother Ye!”
A familiar voice rang out.
Li Wenbo, accompanied by several Myriad Methods cultivators, descended.
“Brother Ye!”
Upon seeing Ye Wushuang, covered in blood with a gaping wound in his chest large enough to fit a fist, Li Wenbo’s anger surged, his face turning red.
“Damn it!”
Li Wenbo glared at the people from the Tianji Mansion and the Saint Dan Sect, cursing, “You bunch of shameless bastards whose parents died, I curse your ancestors for eight generations, you dogs, do you have any shame? You’re supposed to be great figures of the Reunion Realm, yet you attack a junior cultivator of the Heavenly Gang Realm, with no shame at all, I…”
“Wenbo!”
Su Xuanye, however, reprimanded him at this moment, then said, “Take good care of Young Master Ye.”
Li Wenbo then stopped his cursing and hastily took out a sandalwood chair from his spatial ring, helping Ye Wushuang to sit down.
Su Xuanye squatted down in front of Ye Wushuang and smiled, “Leave it to me now. These spiritual pills and elixirs were refined by Lady Siyin, you… see which one suits you.”
“Alright…”
Ye Wushuang nodded.
Su Xuanye stood up, looked at Ye Wushuang, and smiled again.
But as he turned around and his gaze fell on the people from the Tianji Mansion and the Saint Dan Sect, the smile on his face turned into a cold and stern expression.
Master Ling Han frowned and said, “Su Xuanye, are you also going to meddle in this?”
“What do you mean by that, Master Ling Han?”
Su Xuanye couldn’t help but sneer, “In the Hundred Nations Martial Contest, Ye Wushuang came out on top and obtained the seven treasures. Now, Master Ling Han and Elder Shengxuan, along with so many people from the Tianji Mansion and the Saint Dan Sect, have come to kill Ye Wushuang…”
“Is this about killing someone to seize their treasures?”
“If this news spreads, I don’t think the next Hundred Nations Martial Contest will be able to take place!”
These words made Ling Han and Shengxuan’s faces lose their luster.
But then, Shengxuan snorted, “Su Xuanye, stop pretending to be righteous here.”
“Why did your Lingjian Mountain people come? Isn’t it because you covet Ye Wushuang’s talent and want to recruit him?”
In this Hundred Nations Martial Contest, Ye Wushuang had almost killed all the geniuses and prodigies of the six major powers, except for those from Lingjian Mountain.
Now, with Su Xuanye and Shi Wuheng arriving in person, even a fool could guess that Lingjian Mountain had set their sights on Ye Wushuang’s talent and wanted to recruit him!
Shengxuan continued, “Today, I am determined to kill Ye Wushuang!”
Upon hearing this, Su Xuanye’s gaze turned cold and he laughed sternly, “Today, I, Su Xuanye, am determined to protect Ye Wushuang!”
