No Compensation? Yu Yuanzhen Loses an Arm! Ning Fengzhi Plays Peacemaker? Yu Jingcheng: What a Hypocrite!

"Shut your mouth!!!"

At this moment, how could Tang Hao possibly listen to a single word of reason?

With bloodshot eyes and breathing like a bellows, Tang Hao stared fixedly at Qian Yu and roared:

"Stop your sophistry!

All I see is that you have severely wounded my father!

Qian Yu, today, either you die, or I perish!"

"Presumptuous!

Tang Hao, stop this at once!"

Seeing Tang Hao about to charge forward regardless of the consequences, Han Yu flashed forward, instantly blocking his path.

"Senior Han, move aside!"

Tang Hao bellowed, his eyes burning crimson.

Han Yu's face darkened as he shouted sternly:

"Calm yourself!

Even Sect Master Yu and your father have been defeated by Qian Yu one after another.

If you rush up there now, what use would it be other than throwing your life away for nothing?

Do you want the Clear Sky Sect to be completely wiped out today?"

Hearing this, Tang Hao's entire body shuddered. He clenched his fists tightly, yet he forced himself to halt his steps.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi also stepped forward quickly, putting on his signature gentle smile to mediate the situation:

"Holy Son Qian Yu, Brother Tang Hao, please, both of you, calm your anger.

Today's events were merely a misunderstanding sparked by a spar.

Since the victor has been decided, why not let it end here? Consider it a favor to my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

How about we turn hostility into friendship?"

"Give you face?

Young Sect Master Ning, you speak quite lightly."

Qian Yu looked down at Ning Fengzhi from his superior position and questioned him coldly without a hint of courtesy:

"Tell me, what have I done wrong from beginning to end?

It is clear that Yu Yuanzhen and Tang Tian were relying on their seniority to deliberately target and make things difficult for me!

What, are they allowed to bully others with their status, but I am not allowed to fight back?"

Qian Yu let out a cold snort and continued:

"Out of respect for the reputation of the various sects, I did not cripple them outright.

But since I have suffered this unprovoked disaster for no reason, surely it is not too much to ask for some compensation, is it?"

Crippling Tang Tian was impossible.

Tang Chen was still around.

If he crippled Tang Tian, wouldn't Tang Chen come directly to attack Martial Soul Hall?

Although Qian Daoliu did not fear Tang Chen, Martial Soul Hall had too much at stake.

If they were ambushed, the losses would be immense.

As for Yu Yuanzhen?

He would demand an explanation directly!

Hearing the word "compensation," the heart that had been hanging in Ning Fengzhi's chest finally settled, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

As long as it wasn't a fight to the death, and as long as it could be resolved with interests, then it was easy to handle.

The smile on Ning Fengzhi's face became a bit more genuine as he went with the flow and asked:

"The Holy Son's words are reasonable.

Since the two Sect Masters provoked you first, they should indeed provide compensation.

I wonder, Holy Son... what kind of compensation do you desire?"

A playful, cold sneer curled the corners of Qian Yu's mouth. He spoke in a loud voice, making an exorbitant demand:

"My requirements are not high.

Since the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan are so wealthy and powerful, then let both sects bring out ten million Gold Soul Coins each, plus three top-grade spirit bones over fifty thousand years old!"

"If a single coin is missing, don't even think about settling this matter today!"

Hearing this condition, even the usually composed Ning Fengzhi was so startled that he gasped.

The smile on his face froze instantly:

"Ten million Gold Soul Coins?

And three top-tier spirit bones over fifty thousand years old?!

Your Highness the Holy Son, this..."

This was no compensation; it was an attempt to gouge a massive chunk out of the foundations of the two great sects!

Yu Yuanzhen, who had just regained consciousness and was regulating his breath nearby, turned deathly pale.

Yu Yuanzhen stood up abruptly, gritting his teeth as he roared furiously:

"This is nothing but a pipe dream!

This old man will not play along!"

With that, Yu Yuanzhen didn't even want to offer any parting pleasantries; he turned around, intending to leave immediately.

"Want to leave?

Did you ask me first?"

Qian Yu sneered, raising his hand to slash out a sharp, violet-black blade of energy.

"Bang!"

Yu Yuanzhen, who had just taken to the air, was smashed back to the ground by this strike, landing wretchedly amidst the ruins.

Yu Yuanzhen struggled to his feet, neck stiff, his eyes spitting fire as he glared at Qian Yu and roared:

"Qian Yu!

Don't you dare!

With such extortion, even if this old man dies today, I will never give you that much compensation!"

"Is that so?"

Qian Yu's expression turned cold, a terrifying murderous intent flashing in the depths of his eyes.

"Since you have such backbone, I'll collect some interest first!"

Before the words had even faded, Qian Yu gave Yu Yuanzhen, as well as Ning Fengzhi and Han Yu nearby, no chance to react or intervene.

His figure instantly transformed into a streak of black lightning, surging forward!

"Swish--!"

A shrill, violet-black scythe of light suddenly tore through the air.

"Ah--!!!"

Accompanied by Yu Yuanzhen's heart-wrenching scream, a severed arm crackling with lightning power soared into the sky!

Scalding blood sprayed out instantly, staining the surrounding ruins a deep crimson.

The entire scene fell into a deathly silence once more.

No one had expected that Qian Yu would actually dare to do this in front of everyone.

Without a moment's hesitation, he had severed an arm of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Sect Master!

"Hiss--"

Not far away, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao both gasped in unison, their scalps tingling.

Looking at Yu Yuanzhen's miserable state, the anger in their eyes was instantly replaced by deep apprehension and fear.

Tang Tian, who had just woken up and was on his last breath, trembled with rage at the sight.

But he knew clearly that even after using Ring Detonation, he was now completely powerless to fight back.

Beyond his fury, Tang Tian felt utterly helpless and could only cast a pleading gaze toward Han Yu not far away, speaking weakly:

"Elder... Elder Han..."

Han Yu's expression was also hideous to the extreme at this moment.

He dared not hesitate in the slightest; his figure flashed, instantly placing himself between the screaming Yu Yuanzhen and Qian Yu.

His spirit power surged around him, terrified that Qian Yu might strike again.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, please show mercy!"

Ning Fengzhi looked at the blood-soaked ground, his mask of constant composure finally shattering completely.

Ning Fengzhi furrowed his brows tightly, unable to stop himself from questioning:

"Holy Son Qian Yu!

Sect Master Yu merely refused your terms, yet you have severed his arm!

Do you not find such conduct far too brutal?!"

"Cruel?"

Qian Yu's brows furrowed slightly, a flicker of impatience flashing in the depths of his eyes.

He couldn't be bothered to lecture Ning Fengzhi on grand principles, so he cast a cold glance at the other man and interrupted him without a shred of courtesy:

"Young Sect Master Ning, get this straight: from beginning to end, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

Qian Yu let out a cold snort, the corners of his mouth curling into a mocking arc:

"However, if you truly wish to play the saint and insist on acting as the peacemaker, it isn't entirely impossible."

Qian Yu gave his Death Scythe a slight spin, pointing it directly at Ning Fengzhi:

"The compensation from the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan totals twenty million Gold Soul Coins, plus six top-grade spirit bones over fifty thousand years old.

Since Young Sect Master Ning feels so much pity for them, then why don't you let the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect cover the bill on their behalf?

If you nod your head, I'll leave immediately. How about it?"