"Aah!"
A flash of rainbow light swept past, and Yun Leng screamed as one of his arms fell away at the shoulder.
Yun Leng's last-second twist had saved his life, but it had not saved his arm.
"Lucky you."
You Ruo gave Yun Leng an indifferent glance, then turned and vanished from the spot.
You Ruo was right. Yun Leng had been extremely lucky to escape her with his life.
That was only because, as the Misty Cloud Sect's First Elder, his resources and horizons far exceeded those of other Dou Wangs. Instinct had prompted him to twist aside and escape death. Otherwise, what landed on the ground would not have been Yun Leng's arm, but his corpse.
Watching Medusa leave, Yun Shan breathed a sigh of relief as well. The thought of her storming into his sect and forcing him to accept those terms filled him with fury, but remembering her terrifying strength, he could only helplessly suppress his anger.
Yun Shan glanced at Yun Leng, who was still howling, and sighed. He descended beside him and reached out to seal his meridians. Examining the wound, he found a strand of pale purple energy above the clean cut continually thwarting his attempts to heal it. Helplessly, he said, "There's a mysterious energy at the wound obstructing treatment. I'm afraid your arm can't be saved."
A vicious gleam flashed through Yun Leng's eyes at Yun Shan's words. "Sect Master, since she cares so much about the Xiao Clan, why don't we go all the way..."
"Hmm?"
Yun Shan interrupted Yun Leng with a cold snort.
"Destroying the Xiao Clan would be easy, but what happens afterward? The next time Medusa comes to the Misty Cloud Sect, it won't be as simple as a fight. Would you have the Misty Cloud