"Let go of Wang Ze!"
Master Mo was the chief Spiritual Craftsman of the Underground Alliance, the Hall Master of the Earth Spirit Hall, and Wang Ze's master.
Master Mo's reputation was imnse. Among all the Spiritual Craftsn in Shishui City, he was an existence who stood at the apex of the pyramid. The number of Spiritual Craftsn in the entire city who could compare to him could be counted on one hand. Master Xue Butong, who had previously commissioned the 'Restoring Yin Grass' quest, was one of them.
However, Master Mo's status was special. Even the Patriarchs of the great families couldn't hire him, so Hong Yu had naturally never considered asking him to treat Yun ngyao.
Now, this Hall Master of the Earth Spirit Hall stood right before him, yet Hong Yu's heart was exceptionally calm. 'A master who could raise a disciple like Wang Ze must have a contemptible character, no matter how profound his skill as a Spiritual Craftsman.'
Hong Yu slowly turned to look at Master Mo. He said nothing, quietly waiting for him to speak.
When Wang Ze saw his distinguished master arrive, it was as if he'd grasped a lifeline. "Master, save , quickly..."
"Don't be afraid, my disciple. Since your master is here, I won't let you co to any harm!"
Master Mo's gaze toward Wang Ze was filled with indulgence. But when he turned to Hong Yu, his expression beca cold, severe, and filled with lofty arrogance. He said indifferently, "You're called Luoo, is that right? I'll give you one chance. Let go of Wang Ze and cripple your own arms and legs. Do that, and I might let you live. Otherwise, don't even think about leaving the Earth Spirit Hall today."
Having long held a high position, Mo Yun naturally exuded the superior air of a man in power. His every word carried an oppressive weight, as if he could easily dictate the fates of others with a single utterance.
After saying this, Mo Yun crossed his arms, waiting with haughty arrogance for Hong Yu to obediently release Wang Ze and cripple his own hands.
This wasn't just Mo Yun being arrogant and conceited. Ever since he had broken through to beco a Tier One Spiritual Craftsman and taken the position of Hall Master of the Earth Spirit Hall, his status had beco incomparable. Even the once-unapproachable Patriarchs and Elders of the great families had to treat him with courtesy. Over ti, this had made Mo Yun look down on everyone.
How could he possibly take a re Silver Hunter seriously?
Wang Ze also knew his master's status and influence. He was well aware that in the great city of Shishui, no one would dare to defy his master to his face. Convinced his life was no longer in danger, his arrogant deanor gradually returned. "A lowly Silver Hunter dares to ruin my fun? You're simply courting death. Let this young master go at once, kowtow, and apologize. If I'm in a good mood, I might just let you keep those filthy paws that dared to touch ."
The mont the words left his mouth, Wang Ze regretted them.
He realized that as he spoke, the hand clutching his neck was tightening like an iron pincer. The imnse force compressed his windpipe, making it impossible to breathe. Just a mont ago, Wang Ze had been fearless, but now his face instantly turned a deep, purplish red. He clawed desperately at Hong Yu's hand, his legs kicking and struggling.
Wang Ze was only at the Seventh Layer of the Essence Realm. How could he possibly break free from Hong Yu's grip?
His struggles grew weaker. The lack of oxygen caused the whites of his eyes to show...
Mo Yun noticed the situation. His brow furrowed, and a frigid glint flashed in his eyes. He had almost forgotten the last ti soone had disregarded him so completely.
"How audacious! A re Silver Hunter dares to disrespect , the Hall Master? It seems you have a death wish." Mo Yun roared, his body moving like a Wandering Dragon as he charged toward Hong Yu.
Although Mo Yun had devoted himself to the path of a Spiritual Craftsman and wasn't proficient in the Martial Dao, he was still an expert at the Early-stage Earth Soul Realm. He was undeniably powerful!
As his Palm Wind struck, a searing wave of fire coalesced and surged toward Hong Yu.
This rolling heatwave was the Primordial Fire of his Fire Attribute Primordial Spirit!
The aura alone made the surrounding air feel scorching, as if they were in the middle of a blazing inferno. Even though they were still more than ten ters apart, Hong Yu could feel a layer of hot sweat instantly break out on his back, and his skin stung with a burning pain.
"Hmph!"
Hong Yu snorted coldly. He flipped backward, taking a step back while simultaneously shoving Wang Ze in front of him.
"No!"
Wang Ze scread in terror as Hong Yu used him as a shield to block Mo Yun's attack.
Flas engulfed him in an instant. The searing heat incinerated his clothes and burned away all his body hair. Several stark, charred wounds were left on his chest, emitting a faint, acrid sll. This was only because Mo Yun had retracted his attack in ti; otherwise, even a mont more of burning would have been enough to disfigure Wang Ze completely.
"It hurts! Master, it hurts so much..."
Wang Ze shrieked at the top of his lungs, tears streaming down his face.
At this mont, Wang Ze had none of the arrogance and indifference he'd shown when he first t Hong Yu. He was nothing but a bullied, pitiful boy. Under the threat of death, he had long forgotten his pride. Or rather, from the mont Hong Yu had unhesitatingly used him as a shield, all he had left in the face of the young man behind him was servility and fear.
Mo Yun's heart ached for his disciple. A cold light exploded in his eyes, and he was furious that Hong Yu had used his disciple as a shield. "You bastard junior! To use such a despicable thod... you are utterly shaless."
"Fuck you."
Hearing this, Hong Yu could no longer hold back and cursed loudly, "You, a dignified Early-stage Earth Soul Realm expert and Hall Master of the Earth Spirit Hall, attack a junior like from the Essence Realm, and you have the nerve to call ** shaless? What, was I supposed to just take your Earth Soul Realm attack head-on? Please, don't asure my intelligence with your shalessness, alright?"
"You..."
Mo Yun's face flushed red, so angry he was speechless.
When had he ever been questioned and contradicted like this?
But it was true that he had been the first to attack. It was undeniable. Mo Yun's face burned with sha, and he found it difficult to retort. He settled for a cold snort and said through gritted teeth, "Junior, I'll give you one last chance. Let my disciple Wang Ze go, and I'll let today's matter slide. Otherwise, even if I have to throw away my old face, I will take your life."
"Are you threatening ?"
Hong Yu narrowed his eyes.
"You can understand it that way," Mo Yun said. "Junior, do not waste my good intentions."
A wicked smile appeared on Hong Yu's face beneath his mask. He said lightly, "Sorry, but I can't accept your 'good intentions.' This Wang Ze dared to try such a vile thing against Sister Qin. I will make him pay the price he deserves!"
"Junior, what are you planning to do?" Mo Yun frowned.
Hearing Hong Yu's calm words, he felt a sense of unease.
How could he not know what Wang Ze had done to Sister Qin? But Wang Ze was his only disciple, his successor, and Mo Yun treated him like his own son. So even though he knew Wang Ze's thods were dishonorable, he had turned a blind eye and let him be.
Although Sister Qin was a Steward in the Underground Alliance, her status was far below his. Mo Yun was confident he could suppress the matter.
It should have been a foolproof plan, but unexpectedly, Hong Yu had appeared like a wrench in the works.
While Mo Yun hesitated, Hong Yu threw the screaming Wang Ze to the ground. Quicker than the eye could follow, he raised his leg and brought it down hard. CRACK! CRACK! Two crisp sounds echoed. Wang Ze, who had been writhing in agony from his burns, suddenly froze. Then, his features twisted, and he let out a blood-curdling shriek before passing out.
A pool of filth flowed out from between his legs, which were now a mangled ss of flesh and blood.
The "precious treasure" he had tried to use to defile Sister Qin had been crushed by Hong Yu's stomp!
Mo Yun was aghast at the sight. He felt a phantom cold breeze blow between his own legs and roared repeatedly, "Junior, how dare you?!"
"He dared to have designs on Sister Qin, so I dared to destroy his tool for the cri." Hong Yu declared, neither servile nor overbearing. "Sister Qin is the victim! As the esteed Hall Master of the Earth Spirit Hall, you don't punish the villain and seek justice for her, but instead, you aid the evildoer. Do you really think you can run the Underground Alliance with an iron fist?"
"What a sharp-tongued brat! You dared to cripple my disciple! Not even the Celestial King himself can save you today!" Mo Yun trembled with rage. Hong Yu's defiance had once again pushed him to the brink of losing his reason. "I, the Hall Master, will kill you and this bitch right now! Let's see who can possibly save you then!"
As he spoke, flas flickered in his raised palm, and he prepared to kill Hong Yu in one blow.
However... at that critical mont, a cold voice suddenly drifted in from the doorway. Upon hearing it, the enraged Mo Yun, who was about to kill, froze. The cold voice spoke slowly, "Hall Master Mo, your actions are against the rules, are they not?"
Seeing that the owner of the voice had stopped Mo Yun just in ti, Hong Yu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, just as Mo Yun was about to strike, he had noticed the owner of the cold voice appear at the door. Coincidentally, Hong Yu knew this person was the one with the most authority in the Shishui City Underground Alliance—Vice-Chairman Leng Rubei.
Hong Yu had learned from Sister Qin that this Leng Rubei was famously impartial. She cared only for the rules and interests of the Underground Alliance. Anyone who violated them, no matter how noble their status, would face her judgnt.
More importantly, there seed to be a subtle relationship between Leng Rubei and Sister Qin.
Therefore, upon seeing Leng Rubei, Hong Yu's heart settled quite a bit.
Looking back at Sister Qin, who had fallen into a dazed state, Hong Yu sighed softly. 'Sister Qin,' he thought, 'this should be the last ti we et with as Luoo. This is all I can do for you...'
To avoid exposing the connection between Luoo and himself, Hong Yu had to make "Luoo" disappear forever after this transaction was complete.
'When that ti cos, will Sister Qin still rember ?'
Hong Yu pushed aside his scattered thoughts and looked up to find that Leng Rubei had approached him. She was staring at him with her icy, emotionless eyes.
She was a woman as cold as an iceberg. Her long black dress made her look like a queen from the Netherworld, and her light voice carried a chill like ice. "You're Luoo? I've heard Qin'Er ntion you. Thank you for saving her."
"Sister Qin has taken good care of . Naturally, I couldn't stand by and watch a beast defile her."
Hong Yu nodded.
"I will handle things from here. You may go back now!" Leng Rubei said.
Hong Yu was taken aback for a mont, then he understood.
Although he had saved Sister Qin, this was ultimately an internal matter for the Underground Alliance. One doesn't air their dirty laundry in public, and it was indeed inappropriate for an outsider like him to stay any longer. He took one last, deep look at Sister Qin and was about to leave with a smile.
Just then, as if rembering sothing, Leng Rubei called out in her cold voice, "Wait a mont..." Seeing Hong Yu's confused look, Leng Rubei glanced at Mo Yun. "Hall Master Mo, you should be thankful that Luoo stopped your disciple's foolish act. Otherwise, you both would be dead by now."
"HISS!"
Mo Yun sucked in a sharp breath of cold air.
He heard multiple anings in Leng Rubei's words...
First, Tan Qin's identity was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface. Otherwise, Leng Rubei would never have warned him so bluntly.
Second, Wang Ze had not only failed to get what he wanted but had also stirred up a hornet's nest. And, most likely, he wouldn't be able to get revenge on Tan Qin either.
At this thought, Mo Yun transferred his hatred to Hong Yu. He walked toward him with a grim face. "Thank you, Young Hero Luoo, for your intervention, which saved my disciple and from the death penalty."
Though he said this, the hatred and venom in his eyes were enough to make one's blood run cold.
"Heh, you're welco."
As if he hadn't noticed the hatred in Mo Yun's heart, Hong Yu gave a casual wave of his hand. He ignored Mo Yun's ferocious, murderous glare and left the Earth Spirit Hall with a carefree air.
Walking out of the Underground Alliance, Hong Yu raised a hand to block the dazzling sunlight. A knowing smirk played on his lips. 'Now, when facing an Earth Soul Realm expert, I'm no longer as helpless as I was before! Hong Tiande, the humiliation from that day will soon be returned to you!'
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