Ying Wu flicked his wrist, and the Azure Edge in his hand struck swiftly, like a spirit snake darting out its tongue.
With a crisp clash of metal, he once again knocked Gu Huang's flying sword away with ease.
"Gu Huang, out of respect for our many years as fellow disciples, I never intended to take your life, despite my many grievances with you. If you refuse to know what's good for you, don't blame me for turning on a fellow disciple!" Ying Wu declared sharply.
Gu Huang looked like a man who had caught his wife cheating, only to have her turn the accusation back on him.
His face was livid, the veins on his forehead bulging. His eyes were bloodshot, as though raging flames burned within them.
His magical power surged wildly out of control, and a violent oppressive aura rapidly spread around him.
"Fellow Daoist Gu Huang."
Xi Fei's voice suddenly rang out.
"The business at hand takes priority. Set romantic attachments aside for now. Women in this world are as numerous as the stars. As an esteemed Integrated Body Realm Cultivator, why should you worry about finding a beauty to keep you company? Women like Ying Wu? After this, I'll have someone find eighty or a hundred and deliver them to your residence."
"Elder Xi Fei is right. Our business takes priority," Wen Xuan agreed.
"I have no time to waste words with you, either. If you want those ten thousand Corpse Puppets, hand over all the spirit-nurturing dew, blood grudge sand, and Thunder Hou blood," Ying Wu said.
Wen Xuan turned his hand over and produced a storage pouch.
"Fellow Daoist Ying Wu, everything you want is here. Please withdraw your spirit beast first."
"Impossible!" Ying Wu flatly refused. "Until I see all three spiritual