Chapter 717
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Chapter 717: Elder Bing Fu!
The Central Region is home to a grand and imposing City Master’s residence in Central City. Inside the main hall, the atmosphere is lively, filled with a variety of delicious delicacies, rare fruits, and beautiful flowers.
Several individuals were seated inside the hall at this moment.
At the head of the table, on the left side, an elderly man dressed in a long robe sat with eyes that gleamed with brilliance.
On the right side, sharing the seat at the head of the table, was a middle-aged man in his forties, bearing a dignified expression. His attire was elegant and well-fitted, highlighting his strong physique and exuding a sense of authority and superiority.
Sitting below the elderly man was a young individual in their early twenties. They sat upright, their peculiar light blue hair flowing loosely behind them. Their face was framed by sharply arched eyebrows that highlighted a high nose and thin lips. The flawless symmetry of their facial features was captivating, particularly their deep blue eyes that gleamed like exquisite jade. Those eyes, with their bewitching allure, seemed almost feminine, and staring into them sent a shiver down one’s spine.
The young person remained still, their lips forming a slight, almost imperceptible smile. Their fair complexion emitted a faint silver glow, giving off an ethereal presence that unnervingly drew the gaze of those around them.
Next to this young person was another youth, appearing to be of a similar age. Their presence was just as striking, with profound, clear eyes that seemed deep and unfathomable. Their skin had a translucent quality, resembling jade, and their long, glossy black hair cascaded down their shoulders, emitting a faint glow.
Despite sitting upright beneath a purple robe, their slender yet tall frame was evident, emanating an air of elegance and nobility, as if they hailed from another world.
“This time, we have two talented nephews from our Sacred Mountain, Nalan and Chu, participating in the Saint Martial Assembly. This will surely add more pressure on the Five Sects and Three Schools,” someone spoke from the lower end of the hall.
A middle-aged woman, observing the two young men with growing admiration, turned her attention towards a younger woman beside her, her gaze hinting at some intention.
While the middle-aged woman had a nondescript appearance, an indescribable aura surrounded her. Her companion, however, was stunning, with skin as fair as snow. Her cold and aloof demeanor was enchanting, with a seductive charm that captivated all who laid eyes on her.
The young woman, noticing the gaze of her mother, also looked toward the two young men. With confidence in her voice, she spoke, “Mother, that’s not correct. With Martial Brother Nanan and Martial Brother Chu joining, the disciples of the Five Sects and Three Schools stand no chance.”
As she spoke, her captivating charm was evident, and a hint of pride gleamed in her eyes. Ouyang Jinwei felt confident in her own abilities as well.
“Martial Sister Jinwei, you’re too kind. With your abilities, you can certainly make the disciples of the Five Sects and Three Schools feel the pain,” the young man in purple robes said with a soft smile.
He was Chu Changhuan, and while he understood that this time, Sacred Mountain had allowed him to participate in the Saint Martial Assembly, he was primarily here to observe and enjoy the opportunity to see how the major figures from the Five Sects and Three Schools had progressed.
The young man with light blue long hair remained quiet, his calm eyes beneath his sharply arched eyebrows giving off a detached, almost indifferent impression.
“But it’s said that among the Five Sects and Three Schools, there are several extraordinarily talented individuals this time. Mu Yao from the Divine Sword School stands out, and there’s also Gong Qianxing from Tianxuan Sect and Shao Sijun from Beast Emperor Sect. It’s said that they’re all exceptional,” someone commented.
At the head of the hall stood an elderly man in his fifties, dressed in a robe with an emblem-like pattern on his shoulder. This emblem signified his status.
If Su Yi were present, they would immediately recognize him—Wang Quande from Sacred Mountain.
“This Mu Yao is indeed extraordinary, possessing a half-yao body,” the elderly man remarked, his eyes gleaming with interest.
The mention of a half-yao body caused subtle shifts in the expressions of the other guests in the hall.
The half-yao body, a topic considered a taboo among the major powers.
“In the twilight hours, a celestial event unfolded at Yutian Palace’s sub-palace. Has City Master Ouyang uncovered its cause?” the young man with light blue hair suddenly asked.
The middle-aged man, Ouyang Yuanfeng, City Master of Central Region City and direct disciple of Sacred Mountain, was the subject of the question. Although he had once been a remarkable figure in Sacred Mountain, he did not display arrogance when facing the young man with light blue hair. Knowing his identity, Ouyang Yuanfeng spoke politely, saying, “Nalan, my dear nephew, please wait a moment. I’ve already dispatched someone to gather more information, but it may take some time.”
“The celestial phenomena at Yutian Palace—could they be the result of someone’s investigation?” the elderly man at the head of the hall asked, his concern evident. The anomalies were not caused by Sacred Mountain’s disciples, which troubled him greatly.
“City Master, City Master,” a voice suddenly echoed as a figure hurriedly entered the hall. It was Elder Qi, the elder who would later guide Su Yi and Xi Wuqing to the City Master’s residence.
“Why is Elder Qi in such a rush?” Ouyang Yuanfeng asked, his gaze flickering with curiosity. Elder Qi, older and significantly more powerful than him, had always been a trusted ally. His cultivation level was at the Fifth Grade of the Yuan Emperor Realm.
“I’ve met Elder Bing Fu, the Saint Child, and Miss,” Elder Qi said as he entered. Upon seeing the elderly man at the head of the table, along with the young man with light blue hair and the middle-aged woman, he quickly composed himself and bowed respectfully.
Both Elder Bing Fu, the Saint Child, and the young man with blue hair, showed their respect for Elder Qi without arrogance.
The middle-aged woman, however, cast a cold glance at Elder Qi and asked, “Have they found the person?”
“Um…” Elder Qi hesitated before replying, “Madam, City Master, the disciples from the Overlord Sect who severely injured Young Master Two have already been brought back to the mansion.”
“Good. Take him to the mansion’s dungeon. I’ll deal with him personally later. If he dares to harm my son, I’ll make sure that boy doesn’t get off easy. And the Overlord Sect will pay the price as well!” Kuang Guilan’s voice turned cold, her fury palpable. Anyone who dared harm her son would pay a heavy price.
Inside the grand hall, the Sacred Mountain disciples listened quietly to Kuang Guilan’s words, but they remained silent.
They had also heard that when Ouyang Mingjie had gone out on business, he had been severely injured by a young man of similar age in just a few moves.
Ouyang Mingjie, being a disciple of Sacred Mountain, couldn’t be allowed to be so easily harmed without consequences.
“Lady, this might be a little…” Elder Qi began, his tone uncertain as he heard Kuang Guilan’s response.
