Directly Making a Move, I Want to See Blood Flow Like a River!

Thinking of this, he calmed himself down a little.

He immediately sent his trusted confidants to bring Su Wanqing to him.

Then they inquired more closely about the beginning and the end.

At first, he only asked about the Flying Ship.

I already had a most plausible guess in my mind.

It was most likely that girl Wanqing, who had been given permission by Mo Yan to board the boat for a trip, got carried away and made some mistake, which led to the Flying Ship being brought down.

Thinking this way, he felt a little relieved.

Although Flying Ship are precious, even if it hurts to lose them, we can still afford to compensate for them.

But as I kept asking questions...

His heart sank.

Wrong.

That's completely wrong.

The root of the problem has nothing to do with that Flying Ship at all.

The real protagonists are those teenagers on the high platform.

They came in anger, for reasons unknown.

Mo Yan's Flying Ship had barely appeared when it was easily sliced down.

Smoothly.

Upon hearing those two words, Su Heling felt as if the sky had fallen.

But he wasn't the only one feeling heavy-hearted.

Even Mo Yan was completely bewildered at this moment.

Qin Wangchuan, Chu Wujiu, and that figure—it seems to be Yun Zexuan and his group.

What were the origins of these legendary figures?

Just as Mo Yan was deep in thought, Old Chen came over from the side.

"Young Master, a message has just arrived from the sect."

"They said it would be temporarily suppressed."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan nodded slightly.

He rushed back to the sect on imperial orders.

Within the Heavenly Pivot Domain, for some unknown reason, a large number of Alien Race suddenly appeared overnight.

The attack was so fierce that the sect urgently summoned him to provide support.

Only after traveling halfway through and hearing that the situation on the other side was relatively stable did he step away to deal with the trivial matters here.

If it's been suppressed, that's good.

In that case, there's no need to rush anymore.

But this matter at hand...

Mo Yan looked up at the figures on the high platform, feeling both excited and nervous.

Those are all just legends.

On the other end.

Qin Wangchuan had listened to Ji Wuchen and the others' account and had a complete understanding of the ins and outs of the matter.

"So, what's the next step?"

Ji Wuchen asked.

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent for a moment.

All eyes turned to Qin Wangchuan.

Qin Wangchuan didn't rush to answer.

He walked up to Ye Lingchuan, lifted his robe, and squatted down.

What do you want to do?

Ye Lingchuan stared at him blankly for a long time before shaking his head.

"I don't know either."

This was the first time he had ever encountered something like this in his entire life.

My mind is a mess, and I can't make sense of it.

My mind keeps replaying those past days.

Every smile, every word she utters—which parts are genuine and which are deceitful?

After a long silence, Ye Lingchuan finally managed to utter a sentence:

"I want to... see her attitude first."

Chu Wujiu exploded upon hearing this, raising his voice high, "She's already taken advantage of you like this, what's with all the attitude!"

In my opinion, we should just go straight to --

Yun Zexuan reacted quickly, cutting off the rest of his sentence.

Everyone remained silent, waiting quietly for Qin Wangchuan to speak.

Qin Wangchuan, however, did not rush to express his opinion.

He looked into Ye Lingchuan's eyes and asked a question.

Do you still like her?

This time, Ye Lingchuan shook his head decisively.

Although he couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion, he could feel the pain.

It's so painful and unbearable.

Let's stop here. Let's not continue.

Qin Wangchuan nodded upon seeing this.

"I see."

He stood up and patted Ye Lingchuan on the shoulder.

"It's alright, I'll handle this."

Having said that, he turned and left.

Ye Lingchuan slowly raised his head.

The world before us was originally a bleak place.

At this moment, Qin Wangchuan stopped and turned around.

Those golden eyes shone brightly, yet deep within them lay an indescribable tenderness.

It's a kind of tenderness that almost brings tears to your eyes.

He said, "Now that we're done, let's go get some barbecue."

"I'll grill it."

"Take this opportunity to think carefully about what kind of meat you want to eat later."

As he spoke, a commotion arose from the audience.

Su Wanqing was escorted to the arena where Chu Wujiu had just been standing.

As Qin Wangchuan passed by, Chu Wujiu made a teasing remark.

"To be honest, you'd be better off asking Zhao Lingyun to do the grilling."

Zhao Lingyun nodded without hesitation.

"My grilling skills are actually pretty good."

"Come on," Ji Wuchen interrupted him directly, "Who uses talismans to grill meat? It doesn't taste good at all."

Upon hearing this, Yun Zexuan smiled.

"Didn't you realize he did it on purpose?"

"What he means is—even something baked with paper is better than what Qin Wangchuan baked!"

With a burst of laughter, everyone joined in.

Qin Wangchuan simply smiled and shook his head at this.

"You can rest assured this time; I've practiced for a long time."

"How long is 'a long time'? One or two months?"

"One or two hundred years."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Wangchuan leaped off the platform.

Where did this "one or two hundred years" come from?

The group exchanged bewildered glances, unable to grasp the meaning behind those words.

But there was one thing they understood.

"He's changed," Zhao Lingyun said suddenly, leaning against the railing.

"Yes," Chu Wujiu strolled over as well, "Things have changed."

"He's become more composed, but also more dangerous; he's on a completely different level from before."

"Like a terrifying abyss that keeps expanding."

Only Ji Wuchen's gaze fell on Ye Lingchuan.

After a long silence, he finally spoke softly.

"His method of handling everything in isolation is quite like his."

"Only..."

Yun Zexuan remained silent, simply watching Qin Wangchuan's departing figure.

Anyone caught in such a chaotic situation would be completely bewildered and at a loss.

But from beginning to end, there was not a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

'That's terrifying.'

'If such a person were to become an enemy one day...'

The thought had barely formed in his mind when Yun Zexuan immediately shook his head, dismissing the absurd idea.

How could that be?

On the other side.

The disciples of the Flowing Rosy Clouds Sect are escorting Su Wanqing towards Mo Yan.

Before the person even got close, Mo Yan waved his hands repeatedly as if he had been burned.

Why are you sending it here?

"Send it over there, deliver it to those people!"

Su Heling stood aside, not daring to utter a sound, and could only instruct the others to do as he was told.

But then, watching her daughter's departing figure...

The doubts that had been weighing on my mind could no longer be suppressed.

"May I ask, my dear nephew..." he hesitated before speaking, "Who exactly are those gentlemen?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan remained silent for a moment.

"Their identities are no secret; you've probably heard about them without me telling you."

"The one who just shot down my Flying Ship is named Chu Wujiu."

"From the Heaven Above Heaven, the Chu Clan Imperial Clan."

"The one to his left right now is named Zhao Lingyun."

"From the Heaven Above Heaven, the Zhao Clan Imperial Clan."

"The one behind him is named Ji Wuchen."

"From the Heaven Above Heaven, the Ji Clan Imperial Clan."

"There's another one I can't see clearly, and I don't dare to investigate it recklessly."

"However, judging from the aura emanating from it, it should be Ye Lingchuan from the Ye Clan, Imperial Clan."

"And the last one."

Mo Yan paused.

"Qin Wangchuan, the Divine Son of the Qin Clan Imperial Clan."

Emperor, Imperial Clan?

The endless stream of names left Su Heling completely bewildered.

Especially the last one.

He turned his head sharply and looked at the figure on the high platform.

"He... he is Qin Wangchuan?"

Others may not know.

The mere fact that Qin Wangchuan pioneered the Supernatural Realm was enough to spread throughout the Three Thousand Provinces.

His fame will last for generations, for all eternity.

In that instant, Su Heling seemed to awaken from a dream.

Cold sweat soaked through my back.

"What are you standing there for? Clear out all those disciples on the viewing platform!"

"Hurry! Hurry!"

His voice even changed tone.

With such a person in front of you, what if someone, without any sense, says something out of line?

The entire Flowing Rosy Clouds Sect will probably be wiped off the face of the earth in the blink of an eye.

The disciples were startled by his shout and hurriedly scattered to chase him away.

The elders looked troubled.

On the arena.

Su Wanqing was held down tightly and unable to move.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure fall from the high platform.

He walked towards her unhurriedly, step by step.

Qin Wangchuan stopped in front of her without saying a word.

They just looked down from their vantage point.

His Golden Eyes were as still as a deep well, reflecting no emotion whatsoever.

He wanted to see if this woman knew what she had done.

However.

Having been escorted all the way here, Su Wanqing had already kept her words to herself.

Therefore, although Qin Wangchuan remained silent, his gaze, when it fell upon her, was tantamount to an interrogation.

Then give it to him.

"I did nothing wrong!"

Su Wanqing stuck out her neck and spoke with a straight face.

In order to break free from that marriage arrangement, she never felt that she had done anything wrong.

Before he could finish speaking...

Smack

A slap sent her flying.