"Oh?" A trace of surprise appeared on the young man's face. He looked at Murong Congyun in confusion and asked curiously, "Which old acquaintance do you have here? Is it a disciple of the Chu family?"
Murong Congyun's face reddened slightly as she smiled. "Great-Uncle, where did your thoughts wander off to? This old acquaintance was merely someone Yun'er met while traveling several decades ago, before Yun'er broke through her realm. He has never even seen Yun'er's true face!"
"Oh?" The young man seemed to recall something. His gaze turned toward Xiao Hua's flying horse in the distance, and he smiled. "I remember now. Back then, you said you wanted to give this old man a heavenly horse. This must be the one, then?"
As he spoke, the young man raised a hand and beckoned. A surge of Vast Righteous Qi abruptly poured forth from around Xiao Hua, like a giant hand clutching the heavenly horse. Though the Vast Righteous Qi was immense, it was remarkably precise, separating the flying carriage from the heavenly horse and pulling only the horse toward the young man. The flying carriage did not move in the slightest.
Wrapped in Vast Righteous Qi, the heavenly horse hurriedly beat its wings. Yet no matter how it flapped, it could not stir even a ripple. Greatly alarmed, the heavenly horse began gathering swirling radiance around the horn on its forehead.
"What is Senior doing?" Xiao Hua's calm voice came from within the flying carriage. "Are you going to bully the weak with your strength and forcibly seize my heavenly horse?"
Following Xiao Hua's words, nine streaks of sword light shot out of the flying carriage. Like nine swimming fish, they plunged into the Vast Righteous Qi. In the time it took to snap a finger, the flashing