"Who?!"
Who dared to strike the current patriarch of the Huangfu family?!
Who had the strength to send Huangfu Donghai flying with a single slap?!
Huangfu Donghai immediately scrambled up from the rubble. His expression was ferocious, his left cheek bulging high, and half of his face swollen like a pig's head.
"Boom!!"
Terrifying Saint might poured out, the violent aura shattering all the surrounding rubble into powder.
The cultivation base of the late-stage Saint King realm erupted like a volcano, shaking the surrounding space until spatial rifts appeared.
The faces of all the cultivators were filled with horror, and they instantly retreated thousands of meters away.
A Saint war!
Was a Saint war about to break out?
Everyone focused their gazes on the sudden appearance of a figure who looked like a celestial immortal, instantly feeling extreme terror.
Su Muyao's expression was icy. She gazed indifferently at Huangfu Donghai, her tone like ten-thousand-year-old ice, devoid of any emotion, holding only extreme coldness.
"I hit you. Do you have a problem with that?"
"Palace, Palace Master Su!"
Huangfu Donghai's brows knitted tightly together, a flash of terror crossing his eyes.
"It's actually Palace Master Su!? My god! This trip today is absolutely worth it!"
"Mother of god! I actually get to see a living Palace Master Su! She's so beautiful!!"
"Idiot, do you even know how to speak!?"
"Palace Master Su and Elder Lin, the two of them actually appeared here at the same time. I just got here, can someone tell me what exactly happened!"
The surrounding cultivators felt their blood boiling when they saw Su Muyao descend in person.
This was the Palace Master of the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace, a quasi-Emperor expert, the number one expert in the Eastern Region, and the number one beauty in the Eastern Region!
It could be said that she was the idol of all cultivators in the entire Eastern Region.
Today, they actually had the fortune to see such a figure; they would have no regrets in this life!
Su Muyao's figure stood there, deeply imprinted in everyone's eyes, independent from the world, aloof and proud, giving off an aura that forbade strangers from approaching.
"Hehehehe..."
"Palace Master Su has graced the Huangfu family with her presence. This old man failed to welcome you from afar, I hope Palace Master Su will forgive my offense."
"May I ask what business brings Palace Master Su to the Huangfu family?"
An extremely old and incredibly eerie voice rang out.
A hunched, ancient-looking, skin-and-bones old man appeared in front of Huangfu Yunteng. The age spots on his face were clearly visible, and the deathly aura surrounding his body could be felt even by ordinary people.
This was the sign of a lamp running out of oil.
The moment this person appeared, everyone felt the air turn several degrees colder. It felt like facing an evil ghost from hell, and goosebumps involuntarily rose all over their bodies.
When Mo Tianxiao saw this person, his eyes narrowed slightly.
He had seen this kind of aura before.
It was almost identical to that of the Demonic Sect's Scripture Pavilion Elder, An Shouchang. In fact, the deathly aura emanating from him was even denser than An Shouchang's.
An old monster.
"Eldest Grandfather!"
Huangfu Yunteng looked at the old man before him, his heart jumping to his throat. His eyes held both fear and pleasant surprise.
The person he respected and feared the most in the Huangfu family was this eldest grandfather who doted on him the most.
This eldest grandfather, whose lamp was about to run out of oil, was the ancestor of the Huangfu family. Although he was blood brothers with the second grandfather, they were tens of thousands of years apart in age. He was currently the oldest and strongest person in the Huangfu family.
"Huangfu Wujiang, you aren't dead yet."
Su Muyao glanced at the little old man, her face expressionless. "Since you are here, I won't waste words with you. These two little ones are my personal disciples, and the Huangfu family captured the parents of my personal disciples."
"My people had clearly stated their identities, yet your Huangfu family not only had no intention of releasing them but also wanted to kill them to silence them. Are you bullying my Jade Pool Heavenly Palace for having no one?"
Her icy voice pierced everyone's ears like a harsh winter wind, chilling to the bone.
Everyone, including the members of the Huangfu family, was stunned. A breath of cold air exhaled from their throats, full of chill.
Are these two girls really Palace Master Su's personal disciples??
Li Yu wasn't lying!?
But... how could there be no commotion at all for something as major as the Palace Master of the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace taking on disciples?
This didn't make any sense!
Among those present, only the parents of Lin Wuya and Zi Ling'er were so pleasantly surprised that it felt as if they had been struck by a boulder. Their entire bodies began to tremble, and their hearts beat wildly.
Nannan was actually taken in as Palace Master Su's personal disciple!! The Lin family was going to soar!!
Ling'er became Palace Master Su's personal disciple? Were they dreaming?!
This sudden surprise almost went to their heads, making them nearly faint.
They knew all too well what it meant to be accepted as a personal disciple by Palace Master Su.
That was a completely different concept from an ordinary disciple.
This meant that their daughters would, at the very least, be Saint Realm experts in the future.
The realm that Zi Tianyang dreamed of was only the minimum threshold for their daughters!
"Pfft!"
Upon hearing Su Muyao personally admit that Zi Ling'er was her personal disciple, Zi Tianyang spat out a mouthful of old blood and staggered back two steps.
A deep sense of regret swept through his entire body, bringing heart-wrenching pain!
Being one of Huangfu Yunteng's thousands of concubines versus being Palace Master Su's personal disciple—the value of these two identities was completely incomparable.
His Zi family had missed an opportunity for a carp to leap over the dragon gate!
Why! On what grounds!
How could Zi Ling'er be taken in as a personal disciple by Su Muyao!? He couldn't figure it out even if he racked his brains!
The expressions of the many elders of the Zi family turned extremely ugly. They knew that the Zi family was finished.
Whether they could survive or not depended entirely on whether the Huangfu family was willing to take them in as their dogs.
"Impossible! The Jade Pool Heavenly Palace clearly accepted my Huangfu family's gifts and promised me they wouldn't take in Zi Ling'er!"
Supported by the attendants of the Huangfu family, Huangfu Yunteng straightened up. His lower body was still slowly writhing; the Saint-level pill was slowly taking effect, and the thighs of his two legs had already begun to slowly grow back.
He glared at the people from the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace with an incomparably ferocious gaze.
Previously, he had clearly bribed the various factions, using the Huangfu family's name and exchanging benefits to forbid all factions from taking in Zi Ling'er.
"Shut up."
Huangfu Wujiang's hoarse voice exploded by Huangfu Yunteng's ear, making him shudder and immediately shut his mouth.
At this time, Huangfu Donghai also arrived beside Huangfu Wujiang. There was a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes, and traces of blood remained at the corners of his mouth.
"Who knew that Palace Master Su wouldn't even announce such a major event as taking in disciples. This is entirely a misunderstanding. If you had announced earlier that they were your personal disciples, we definitely wouldn't have dared to make things difficult for them."
"Are you teaching me how to do things? Roll to the side, you have no right to speak here."
The bone-chilling voice, carrying a trace of disdain, viciously pierced into Huangfu Donghai's ears, causing his body to tremble. His eyes instantly turned red, and his fists clenched until his knuckles turned pale, yet he didn't dare utter a single word.
Even though, in terms of age, Su Muyao could only be considered a junior before him, he still didn't dare say a single word in retort.
It was very simple. This was not a world where one could flaunt their seniority or where the elderly were respected, but a world where strength reigned supreme!
Although his late-stage Saint King cultivation seemed very strong, in front of a quasi-Emperor, there was no difference between him and a dying ant.
Beneath the Great Emperor, all were ants.
Even if the other party was only a quasi-Emperor, to him, she was still a giant that he couldn't even look up to.
Huangfu Wujiang sighed lightly, his voice hoarse as he said, "Palace Master Su, how do you wish to resolve this matter?"
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