Compensation, Another Account

If you make a mistake, you must pay the price. Su Muyao strictly adhered to this principle.

In the Eastern Region, in a place like the Immortal City, someone dared to bully a member of the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace, and the victim was her direct disciple.

With such a thing happening right under her nose, it was naturally impossible for Su Muyao to just let the Huangfu family off the hook.

This time, the Huangfu family was destined to bleed heavily.

"Boom!"

A muffled, thunderous boom echoed from above the clouds. The sun and moon inverted, and heaven and earth lost their light.

That terrifying commotion seemed a world away, yet also as if it were right before their eyes.

All the cultivators in the Immortal City gazed above the clouds. Even the big shots from other regions noticed the disturbance in the Eastern Region, curiously observing this battle of unknown origins.

The elders of the Huangfu family looked incredibly tense. Huangfu Yunteng's lower half had already fully recovered under the effects of a Saint-tier pill.

He stared viciously at Mo Tianxiao in the distance with a dark, cold expression, wishing he could rush over and tear him to pieces right then and there.

From time to time, he would look up at the sky with worry, praying constantly in his heart.

On the other hand, Mo Tianxiao seemed rather leisurely.

Mo Tianxiao had brought over a chair and was lounging in it. He held a spirit fruit in one hand, munching on it, while occasionally raising his middle finger at Huangfu Yunteng with the other.

This was already the tenth day.

The tenth day since the battle between Su Muyao and the Huangfu family's ancestor, Huangfu Wujiang, began. The sky above the entire Immortal City would sometimes flash with brilliant rainbow colors, and at other times, plunge into pitch-black darkness.

The entire sky had been pierced through and shattered.

"Senior Brother Mo, will Master win?"

Zi Ling'er stood behind Mo Tianxiao. Her slender, delicate hands rested on his shoulders, gently massaging them as she spoke with a tone of worry.

She had never expected this matter to escalate to such a massive scale, actually causing two Quasi-Emperor experts to go to war.

Those were Quasi-Emperors, practically the pinnacle of the cultivation path in this world.

Entities whose casual strikes could collapse the entire Immortal City were actually fighting because of her conflict with the Huangfu family.

"I don't know, but she definitely won't lose."

Mo Tianxiao took a bite of his spirit fruit and patted the head of Little Nannan, who was squatting beside him, hugging a large spirit fruit and munching on it as well. His expression was extremely calm.

Su Muyao was a Child of Destiny after all, and she possessed an Innate Dao Body.

Although he didn't know exactly how strong Quasi-Emperors were, at the very least, an existence like Huangfu Wujiang, who had half a foot in the grave, could absolutely never defeat Su Muyao.

The only thing to worry about was that the other party was dying.

A dying person was capable of anything, let alone a Quasi-Emperor approaching the end of his lifespan!

If the other party truly decided to fight to the bitter end, it would definitely result in mutual destruction.

"It's been ten days, and there's still no victor."

"To witness a battle between Quasi-Emperors in this lifetime, I can die with no regrets."

"It's a pity we can't witness Palace Master Su's heroic bearing with our own eyes. Truly a pity."

Cultivators crowded the area around the Huangfu family estate. Even the elders and patriarchs of major noble families appeared here, just to catch a glimpse of the Quasi-Emperors' majesty.

For cultivators below the Saint Realm, they naturally couldn't see anything and could only hear the massive shockwaves. Only experts at or above the Saint Realm could barely capture the battle between the two Quasi-Emperors.

Many elders of the Heavenly Sound Pavilion were also watching the battle.

One of their Saint Realm elders felt a wave of regret upon hearing that Zi Ling'er had been taken in as Su Muyao's direct disciple.

Back then, she had also thought highly of Zi Ling'er and planned to take her as a direct disciple after giving her a test.

Who knew that the girl would take so long on a single mission without any news? In the end, because someone from the Huangfu family came to pull strings, she gave up on taking Zi Ling'er in.

She never expected Zi Ling'er to catch Su Muyao's eye. This meant the girl truly possessed immense potential.

It could only be said that this girl had no destiny with the Heavenly Sound Pavilion.

"Boom!!"

Another massive explosion rang out from the highest heavens. A hole resembling an abyss appeared in the sky, pitch-black like hell itself—so dark that not a single speck of light could be seen.

In the next instant, two figures appeared. They were precisely Su Muyao and the Huangfu family's ancestor, who had been fighting for ten days and ten nights.

Su Muyao still looked like a celestial fairy—aloof, proud, and calm.

Huangfu Wujiang also appeared just as he had at the beginning, with a hunched back and slightly narrowed eyes in a half-smile. However, the aura of death radiating from his body seemed even thicker.

"Palace Master Su, four Saint Weapons. This matter ends here, and we will mind our own business. If you demand any more, then let the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace and my Huangfu family go to war."

Huangfu Wujiang's hoarse voice held neither joy nor sorrow, but his tone was exceptionally firm.

This matter was neither big nor small; compensating the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace with four Saint Weapons was already a concession from the Huangfu family.

If the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace continued to push their luck, then even if it meant war, his Huangfu family would not let them have an easy time.

"Acceptable."

Su Muyao did not refuse, giving a slight nod to agree to his terms.

After all, getting four Saint Weapons for free was too good an offer to pass up.

She also didn't dare to push the Huangfu family too far, lest they jump the wall in desperation.

A Quasi-Emperor nearing the end of his lifespan harboring thoughts of mutual destruction would be a headache even for her.

She was about to ascend to the Emperor Realm and didn't want any mishaps to occur.

The Huangfu family elders gritted their teeth in towering rage, but they could only watch helplessly as Huangfu Wujiang handed over the four Saint Weapons.

Four Saint Weapons!

Just given away for nothing!

How was the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace's behavior any different from robbery? They just had an excuse for it!

But there was nothing they could do; even their ancestor had compromised.

Huangfu Wujiang presenting four Saint Weapons to the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace as an apology in front of everyone—this act would soon spread throughout the entire Immortal City, and even the whole Eastern Region.

This meant that the Huangfu family had bowed their heads to the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace.

It conveyed an even more crucial message: the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace was the true number one overlord of the Eastern Region.

For the Huangfu family to claim that top title, they were still lacking. At the very least, they would have to wait until the day Huangfu Yunteng fully matured to even have a sliver of a chance.

"Sigh, we only swindled four Saint Weapons out of them. It's a bit little."

Mo Tianxiao muttered softly as he saw the grand play conclude, standing up and stretching his waist.

Beside him, Lin Wanyi's mouth twitched slightly upon hearing this. She exasperatedly poked his head, "Be content. Two top-tier factions almost went to war because of you."

Saint Weapons could be considered the foundational treasures of any faction, representing their ultimate underlying strength.

Only a top-tier faction like the Huangfu family could take out four genuine Saint Weapons in one breath. This time, the Huangfu family had bled heavily; they probably wouldn't recover for several millennia.

Just as the crowd was sighing internally that the Huangfu family was destined for this calamity, Huangfu Wujiang's voice rang out again. "Palace Master Su, the four Saint Weapons have been given. Now, how shall we settle the matter between my grandson and this little friend?"

"This little friend robbed Yunteng of his Quasi-Saint Weapon, nearly killed him, wasted one of our clan's Saint-tier pills, and insulted the entire Huangfu family. Palace Master Su doesn't plan to just let this pass, does she?"

Huangfu Wujiang's deep, sunken eyes looked toward Mo Tianxiao. His smiling expression carried an extremely eerie aura, and his voice was incredibly hoarse, sounding like a devil from hell and causing a chill to involuntarily rise in Mo Tianxiao's body.