The wild winds receded, and the thunderbolts ceased!
The crowd finally ca to their senses, their hearts still pounding with fear. They turned their attention to the fighting stage, where only Ye Wushuang remained. As for Chen Kun, he had vanished without a trace, leaving only the faint scent of blood lingering in the air.
"Watch out, or you’ll get struck by lightning!"
Everyone recalled Ye Wushuang’s warning, their faces darkening. They were utterly speechless. They had thought it was just a joke, but to their disbelief, Chen Kun had actually been struck by lightning. It was too bizarre.
"Xiaoshuang!"
Seeing the calm-faced Ye Wushuang still standing, Ye Rou’s tense and worried heart finally settled. In an instant, she shot onto the stage like an arrow and supported Ye Wushuang’s body.
"Sister, I’m fine!" Ye Wushuang was taken aback by Ye Rou’s sudden appearance, but a gentle smile soon graced his face.
"Wow, he won!"
Monts later, a group of pretty young won also rushed up, their eyes full of admiration. Like they were greeting a triumphant warrior, they joyfully surrounded Ye Wushuang.
This group of young won were the "little sisters" who had co with Ye Rou. They were all delicate and lovely, beautiful and charming, driving the male disciples on the side mad with envy.
"Spirit Thunder!"
Below the stage, the well-traveled Elder Yunn suddenly exclaid in shock upon sensing the residual aura of the thunderbolt.
"What is it?" Elder Wuu asked, turning his head in confusion.
"That kid can actually control Spirit Thunder! What just happened wasn’t a random lightning strike; I bet the kid caused it himself," Elder Yunn replied. His curiosity about Ye Wushuang’s mysterious abilities was piqued, and he wished he could go up and question him right away.
"Let’s go."
Gazing at Ye Wushuang, who was sward by a flock of chattering beauties, the two old n exchanged strange looks. There was no need to ruin the atmosphere, so they just laughed heartily and left.
’Bastard! Bastard! Why didn’t you die!’
In the crowd, Anx Shijie’s face was twisted with savagery, his hatred soaring to the heavens as he roared in his heart. The chilling killing intent emanating from him made even Ba Ziyun, who was standing beside him, tremble with fear.
"Law Enforcent Elder, even though Ye Wushuang didn’t die today, as long as he remains in the Ancient Spirit Sect for even a day, he’ll be right under your nose, like an ant for you to crush at will," Ba Ziyun said in terror.
"The Ancient Spirit Sect!" Upon hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in Anx Shijie’s aged eyes. His gaze, fixed on Ye Wushuang, was filled with hatred, killing intent, and venom.
"Very well, Ye Wushuang. You’d better not fall into my hands. Otherwise, I will flay you alive and pull out your tendons."
After giving Ye Wushuang one last, ice-cold glare, he flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.
Ye Wushuang seed to have sensed Anx Shijie’s murderous thoughts as well, and his brow furrowed as he turned to look.
’Spiritual Spring Realm!’
He murmured the na of this realm to himself. He knew that Anx Shijie was likely a powerhouse at the Spiritual Spring Realm—terrifyingly powerful, with heaven-defying thods. Since Ye Wushuang had killed his grandson, Anx Jun, the man would definitely not let him off easily.
The thought of being threatened by a Spiritual Spring Realm expert instantly placed an unprecedented pressure on Ye Wushuang. After all, the Spiritual Spring Realm was nothing like the Qi Vortex Realm; an expert at that level could erase him with ease.
’Looks like I’ll have to cultivate like a madman from now on and raise my strength. Otherwise, I won’t even know what hit ,’ Ye Wushuang thought, a powerful sense of crisis gripping his heart.
But then, he rembered the heaven-defying power of his Heaven-Devouring Dragon Technique, and a surge of powerful confidence filled him once more.
"Brother Ye, are you alright?" Yangg Qing’er and Dii Qingxue walked over as well. Yangg Qing’er, in particular, still had a worried look on her face. She was the only one who truly knew how much of a toll the Combat Skill Ye Wushuang had used took on his body; he had nearly died from it before.
"I’m fine!" Ye Wushuang said with a smile.
Seeing Ye Wushuang’s smile, the trace of worry on Yangg Qing’er’s pretty face finally vanished.
"Just putting on a brave face!" Dii Qingxue, who was standing nearby, snorted coldly, rcilessly exposing him. "Did you think no one could see through the thods you used?!"
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang was startled. He hadn’t expected Dii Qingxue to have seen through him.
Gazing at this eternally frozen iceberg of a woman, Ye Wushuang suppressed his shock. He didn’t dwell on it and changed the subject. "Thank you for your help, Senior Sister Dii. If you hadn’t bought that chance, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have been able to kill Chen Kun and would have died at the hands of Anx Shijie instead."
"You don’t have to thank ." Dii Qingxue averted her pair of cold eyes and said indifferently, "If Qing’er hadn’t begged , I wouldn’t have saved you. Just consider it repaynt for the help you gave Qing’er before."
Ye Wushuang was taken aback. ’This woman is truly cold!’
Seeing Ye Wushuang being rebuffed, Yangg Qing’er covered her mouth and giggled. After receiving a glance from Dii Qingxue, she quickly made a funny face to cover it up.
"This is for you."
Suddenly, to Ye Wushuang’s surprise, Dii Qingxue took out an exquisite longbow and handed it to him.
The bow was incredibly exquisite and on the smaller side. Its body was as lustrous as jade, the color of black jade, and was engraved with so profound patterns and images of ancient giant birds like blue luan and rocs. It not only looked ancient and primal but also emanated a terrifying pressure.
’The Grand Emperor’s Bow of Destruction!’
Ye Rou, who was supporting Ye Wushuang, stared at the bow, her beautiful eyes wide with deep shock.
It wasn’t just her; even the other young won nearby had eyes filled with shock, fervor, and desire!
"The Grand Emperor’s Bow of Destruction, a Half-Step Spirit-Connected Treasure. Legend says it’s a replica of the Supre Sacred Object from the Great Wasteland, the Heaven-Shaking Bow. It’s just one step away from maturing into a powerful Spirit Communication Treasure. It’s strong enough to kill a True Essence Powerhouse, and if paired with the Cloud-Piercing Arrow, it can even kill experts at the Spiritual Spring and Yin Yang Realms," Ye Rou said, her voice trembling slightly. Her own beautiful eyes also held a trace of yearning.
Hearing Ye Rou’s explanation, the crowd was even more stunned. In the distance, Cai Hongi and the others also turned their heads in shock.
A Half-Step Spirit-Connected Treasure! That was a peerless treasure that not even all the Sect Elders necessarily possessed. Owning one was enough to raise anyone’s strength by an entire level.
But to think that Dii Qingxue would actually give it to Ye Wushuang... for a mont, everyone was dumbfounded.
’The Holy Destruction Bow... a fine treasure!’ Ye Wushuang could also sense how extraordinary this black jade bow was. The spiritual quality it possessed was sothing he had only ever felt from the Evil Moon Thunder Order. It was definitely a valuable treasure.
However, Ye Wushuang did not reach out to take it. Precisely because this treasure was so valuable, would a cold woman like Dii Qingxue so easily give it to soone who wasn’t even a friend?
The answer was no.
Ye Wushuang wouldn’t believe for a second that there wasn’t so sche behind it.
"Why are you giving it to ?" Ye Wushuang asked calmly. If he didn’t get a clear answer, he could be sold out without even knowing it.
"Rest assured, I’m not after your life. As for why... you will understand in the future," Dii Qingxue said coldly. Without further explanation, she pushed the Grand Emperor’s Bow of Destruction into Ye Wushuang’s hands, then pulled a reluctant Yangg Qing’er into the air, flying up into the firmant and disappearing from everyone’s sight.
’Not after my life, huh? Does that an you’re not scheming against ? This woman must be up to sothing... She couldn’t have taken a liking to my body and is planning to...’
Ye Wushuang looked up, thinking to himself. After a long mont, he lowered his gaze to the Holy Destruction Bow in his hand and a roguish smile spread across his face. ’Whatever your sche is, Dii Qingxue, just you wait. Once this young master becos powerful enough to conquer a woman like you, we’ll see how you plan on scheming against then.’
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