Outspoken Persecution

Finally, a shadow appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Then, it became clearer and clearer.

It was snowy white.

And as he approached Zhu Yun and the others, their nerves tensed up as well. With such imposing manner rushing towards Qingshan Gate, it could be nothing but an enemy attack, so they readied themselves to attack.

However, just as they were about to launch their attacks, they finally saw the figure clearly.

"Master Lu?"

Everyone was so shocked their eyeballs fell to the ground.

What was even more unbelievable to them was that this renowned number one alchemist of South Sha was completely naked.

Old Ancestor Lu Qingshan hurriedly went up to greet him with a complex expression, asking: "Master Lu, what trouble have you caused this time to end up streaking?"

Hearing this, Lu DaSheng felt a sweetness rising in his chest that he forcefully swallowed back down.

But just after he swallowed it down, the blunt Zhu Yun added a stab from the side.

"Master Lu, while I can understand you have this hobby, there are so many disciples in Qingshan Gate, the majority being female. This is really a bad influence, and brings dishonor to your reputation as number one alchemist of South Sha!"

These words entered Lu DaSheng's ears, and he finally could not hold back the blood he had just swallowed, spurting it out. He glared at Zhu Yun with killing intent, turning into a ray of light as he darted back into his residence.

"What did I say wrong?"

Zhu Yun had a bewildered look on his face.

"Master Lu is usually arrogant. I think I was too harsh," said Lu Qingshan with a frown. "Go take care of other matters first. I will go see how he is doing."

After that, Lu Qingshan flew towards Lu DaSheng's residence. Although his horizons had expanded greatly after getting to know his teacher, this Lu DaSheng was still the number one alchemist of South Sha after all. It would be best to avoid offending him if possible.

When Lu Qingshan arrived at Lu DaSheng's place, Lu DaSheng had finally put his clothes back on.

His hands were finally freed again.

"Lu Qingshan, what is the meaning of this?" Lu DaSheng glared at Old Ancestor Lu and shouted in a low voice, "We agreed earlier you would take me to get the Fire Pearl. Yet you left me hanging at your Qingshan Gate. Could it be that I, Lu DaSheng, am so insignificant in your eyes?"

"Master Lu, please understand."

Lu Qingshan quickly explained, "I was caught up with some unavoidable matters that needed handling these past days. That's why I regrettably left you waiting here. Please do not take it to heart!"

"Humph, stop feeding me these excuses. I'm too lazy to argue with you about this," said Lu DaSheng coldly. "Tomorrow, at the latest tomorrow, take me to meet that senior you mentioned and get the Fire Pearl. I will leave immediately after that."

Hearing this, Lu Qingshan's face was full of difficulty.

Right now his teacher's disciple was still injured. It would not be wise to bring people to disturb the senior at this time.

So he quickly said, "Master Lu, is there really no substitute for this Fire Pearl?"

"What do you mean?"

Lu DaSheng suddenly slammed the table, looking at Lu Qingshan with a gloomy face and shouting, "Lu Qingshan, are you trying to play me?"

"No no, I wouldn't dare," Lu Qingshan explained. "It's just that this senior has earth-shattering might. He's been busy with a lot of matters recently. Disturbing him would not bode well for either you or me!"

"Senior this, senior that. Lu Qingshan, it seems to me you have no intention of handing over the Fire Pearl at all, and specifically made up this senior!" Lu DaSheng stood up with a formidable aura pressing towards Lu Qingshan.

"Master Lu, I Lu Qingshan have not fallen to this level," said Lu Qingshan, a trace of anger on his face as he spoke in a slightly heavier tone. "I did not say a single false word. I'm doing this for your own good."

"Let me be blunt. If we offend that senior, forget about you being the insignificant number one alchemist of South Sha. Even if you were the number one alchemist of the entire East Sheng State, you still may not be able to withstand his fury!"

"Scaremongering," said Lu DaSheng coldly with disdain. "Since you insist on making this person sound so powerful, I, Lu DaSheng, will have to intentionally provoke this senior to see if he obediently hands over the Fire Pearl, or if I will obediently kneel on the ground begging for mercy."

"You really do not heed advice!" Lu Qingshan angrily snorted.

"Humph. Lu Qingshan, stop trying to intimidate me. I won't fall for your tricks," said Lu DaSheng coldly. "I said, you must take me to get the Fire Pearl tomorrow. Otherwise..."

As he spoke to this point, Lu DaSheng's expression turned cold.

"What do you plan to do?" Lu Qingshan's expression changed.

"I will start a massacre at your Qingshan Gate. Let's see if you can stop me!" said Lu DaSheng viciously, openly threatening Lu Qingshan.

"You..." Lu Qingshan clenched his teeth tightly, his face livid. Looking at Lu DaSheng's arrogant attitude, he wished he could kill him.

But for the sake of his Qingshan Gate disciples' lives, he could only reluctantly lower his head.

"Fine, I'll take you there tomorrow."

"I just hope you don't regret it later."

Having said this, Lu Qingshan angrily flicked his sleeve and left.

"Regret?" Lu DaSheng let out a cold laugh, contemptuously raising the corners of his mouth.

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