Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Murong Xun! You?!” Lu Youmei’s face was livid with anger and chucked her wine cup at her without a thought.
Murong Xun narrowed her half-drunken eyes and twirled her finger at Lu Youmei with a smile. “Ashamed into anger! Ashamed into anger!”
“Peak Master Murong Xun.” Gu Qingfeng leaped out of his chair and extended his arm, anxiously looking at the wine cup flying directly toward Murong Xun.
Murong Xun lifted her cup with a smile and carelessly flicked her sleeves. She gently touched the wine cup that reached her, and a trace of mystic energy spiraled out of her fingertip before she lightly flicked it.
The wine cup then shot back toward the incredibly displeased Lu Youmei like a flash of lightning with a ruthless strength.
Lu Youmei took a deep breath and reached out to grab the wine cup.
All of a sudden…
The entire wine cup shattered a few inches from her hand and dissolved into a rain of powder before her eyes.
Everyone was flabbergasted.
Lu Youmei’s eyes bulged out of their sockets.
Her fingers were still extended toward the cup and her mouth was slightly agape. She was frozen solid and lost her ability to speak.
Just how strong was Murong Xun?
How strong did she have to be to casually control her mystic energy however she wanted and play with it whether it was near or far from her?
Murong Xun used one hand to flip onto the table. She sat with her legs crossed and cheerfully raised a jug of wine to have a hearty drink before guffawing, “Hall Master Lu, it’s only polite to respond in kind! Here’s a jug from me!”
She lightly raised her slender legs and gently kicked, and the wine jug shot toward Lu Youmei’s head at a terrifying speed.
“Peak Master Murong, my Junior Sister Lu has greatly offended you, but please charitably forgive her!” The man sitting next to Lu Youmei hurriedly jumped up and stood in front of Lu Youmei with a serious expression. He had to circulate all of the mystic energy inside of him to barely catch the wine jug. A metallic taste rose from his throat, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
“Senior Brother.” Lu Youmei was shocked and hastily lifted her arms to support the staggering man.
Murong Xun lightly chuckled and put down her slender leg. Then, she stood up with a flick of her sleeves. “Thank you for your hospitality today, City Lord. This Peak Master still has business to attend to, so I’ll excuse myself now.”
“Peak Master Murong, about the matter of disciples from the three sects heading to Qinghe Town for training…” Guan Yongnian of Heavenly Dao Sect quickly stood up and asked.
Murong Xun slowly turned to look at him. “It will happen as planned, of course.”
“However, based on my investigation, Qinghe Town has been pletely dominated by those mutated corpse monsters already, so the disciples from the three sects probably can’t handle it…”
“How can they succeed without training? Does Hall Master Guan want to nurture flowers in a greenhouse or polish a famous sword that will leave its name in history?” Murong Xun dryly smiled and walked outside with another flick of her sleeves. “If disciples from your two sects don’t have the guts to go there, it’s no bother. My Holy Water Sect will head there as promised and mence this fatal training.”
Murong Xun’s figure disappeared into the distance, leaving behind her calm voice to drift around them.
“Peak Master Murong is right. Although Qinghe Town is besieged in perils, it would be good experiential training for our sects’ disciples.” Guan Yongnian nodded in agreement and said, “Since it’s like that, my Heavenly Dao Sect will also participate in this training as planned.”
“Hall Master,” a person next to Guan Yongnian called out in surprise.
However, Guan Yongnian raised his hand to stop his words. “However, there are too many monsters gathered at Qinghe Town, so I’m afraid the 21 disciples from the three sects won’t be enough. I would like to request the City Lord to issue a mission and assemble all the mystic cultivators, body cultivators, or superhumans to head to Qinghe Town together.”
Gu Qingfeng cupped his fists. “That’s exactly as this city lord intended.”
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