Mount Hui, ferry at the foot of the mountain
Wang Yue piloted a small boat with several people aboard, heading straight for Mount Hui.
At the foot of Mount Hui, Xuanyuan Qingfeng saw the person standing at the only path up the mountain, waiting before the gate. She respectfully bowed to Xuanyuan Jingyi and said, "Second Uncle!"
Xuanyuan Jingyi's face was cold and stern. "Tomorrow, the Old Ancestor wants you to come to Wondering Pavilion!"
Xuanyuan Qingfeng nodded, looking delighted. "I understand. I'll go tomorrow!"
From Xuanyuan Qingfeng's reaction, Wang Yue could tell she had only been placating him earlier and still didn't believe what he'd said. He asked irritably, "Are you really going? You should know your father wouldn't harm you!"
"Who are you to question the Old Ancestor's decision?" Xuanyuan Jingyi had been about to turn and head up the mountain, but at Wang Yue's words, he immediately turned back and gave a cold snort.
Wen Hua already knew Wang Yue had come this time to challenge Mount Hui. Irritated, he said, "And who are you to speak to my master like that?"
"How dare you!"
Xuanyuan Jingyi hadn't expected the newcomer to show him such disrespect on Mount Hui. Without hesitation, he struck at Wen Hua with his palm.
Wen Hua watched the true qi coming at him out of nowhere and swiftly unleashed Divide Stars. A shining five-pointed star shot toward Xuanyuan Jingyi.
The palm strike and the star collided, sending a violent tremor through the air. Xuanyuan Jingyi was knocked back five or six steps, while Wen Hua didn't budge.
The difference in their martial arts was immediately clear. Wen Hua was plainly superior.
In truth, Wen Hua's current cultivation was at most second-grade. But his sword technique was so powerful that it gave him