Chapter 97: Senior Brother?

Everyone from the Profound Source Sect looked up into the sky, where ten terrifying presences had suddenly appeared. Mu Wan’s eyes sharpened as she took in the newcomers; it seemed she recognized them.

“Mu Wan, do you know your crime?!”

Among the ten, one with slightly stronger aura stepped forward and looked down at Mu Wan from above, shouting coldly.

“Heh... So it’s the dogs under Qin Yu’s command. Back then, when you all ran off to the Newborn Realm, why is it that only the lot of you came back?”

“Did my blade taste unpleasant?”

“And you still dare dream of using a fourth-rank sect to ascend into the transcendent ranks? Does Qin Yu that old cur even deserve it?”

Mu Wan pointed at the people in the sky and roared furiously.

At the same time, Ye Jiuyao sent a voice transmission to everyone in the Profound Source Sect. Without the protection of the formation now, the sect could be said to be very weak.

Still, even with the formation, it would only have bought them an extra second or so of resistance in front of these people. With or without it made little difference.

“Impudent!”

The leader roared, and a terrifying surge of power burst forth, shooting straight toward Mu Wan.

“Heh, just a Virtuous Lord?”

Mu Wan moved her hand in a backward sweep and immediately dissolved the beam.

“Qin Yu, you old dog, now that you’re here, why are you still hiding? Afraid of my father?”

Mu Wan said indifferently toward the sky. But then a voice rang out, drawing everyone’s gaze.

“Little Mu Wan, your courage has grown again. Do you think your father can make it in time to save you?”

“Heh, Qin Yu, you old cur, go on and make a move. Maybe my father is watching this place right now, and the next moment he may be the one moving against you.”

Mu Wan said with great confidence, a teasing look in her eyes as she glanced at Qin Yu.

“Little girl, I won’t stoop to your level. I came for only one person: the one who injured my adopted son!”

Qin Yu’s voice suddenly turned icy, and he looked toward Ye Jiuyao, his gaze blazing.

“Are you sure you can take my son away?”

Mu Wan rested a hand on Ye Jiuyao’s shoulder and looked at Qin Yu’s incarnation with a smile in her eyes.

“Your son? Your son from that realm?”

“Heh, no comment!”

“So that’s how it is. So that’s how it is...”

Suddenly, Qin Yu let out a voice of realization as he looked at Ye Jiuyao, his words carrying a crushing authority.

“So it was you. The one who cut down a strand of my incarnation. Today... no one can save you!”

Seeing Qin Yu’s furious expression, Ye Jiuyao’s lips curled slightly as he murmured, “Recognized, have I?”

“Mu Wan, I don’t want to waste words with you today. This brat must die!”

With that, Qin Yu struck down with a grasping hand. A storm exploded at once, and in the blink of an eye, a giant palm descended.

“How dare you!”

Mu Wan shouted, her eyes full of fierce tenderness. Without the slightest hesitation, she erupted with power, her internal energy burning like boiling water.

She smashed out a fist with all her might.

Palm and fist collided, instantly sending fierce waves of force rolling outward in all directions. Mu Wan was sent flying backward.

“Mother...”

Seeing Mu Wan thrown back, Ye Jiuyao unleashed a thunderous burst of speed to steady her retreat. Fury flared across his face, and his eyes burned like raging fire as he stared at Qin Yu.

“So what if I cut down your incarnation?!”

“You’re nothing but an old dog. Where do you get the nerve?!”

“Did I give it to you?!”

Ye Jiuyao asked three times in a row, each question stronger than the last, like thunder cracking across the heavens above everyone.

“An ant’s rage is no more than an itch.”

Qin Yu looked down at Ye Jiuyao with cold eyes and said in a frigid tone, “This time, Mu Wan cannot save you either.”

As soon as he finished speaking, another mighty strike crashed down. The terrifying pressure crushed the void into a booming fracture, and that palm descended in an instant.

“Hmph, you want to hurt my junior brother?!”

Just as Ye Jiuyao was about to block this attack at any cost, a cold snort suddenly exploded, and a great saber tore through the void from afar.

Sharp saber intent spilled from the blade as it split the void and went straight for that descending palm.

Boom!

A deafening crash rang out, and dust billowed everywhere.

A dripping, ticking sound echoed through the sky. Qin Yu’s face darkened as he looked toward the source of the sound, his expression grave beyond measure.

“Qin Yu, old dog, long time no see. Do you still remember me?”

A figure slowly emerged from the void, with several others behind him. The instant they all appeared, Ye Jiuyao’s face broke into delighted surprise.

“Father... One Blade...”

He murmured each name in turn, and beside the white-robed man were actually Ye Hanzhou, Bai Yijian, and the others.

“It’s you!”

“That’s right, it’s me. Didn’t expect that, did you?”

Qin Yu’s pupils contracted sharply as he stared at the newcomer, his eyes filled with disbelief.

“Brother Mu.”

“Mm.”

The newcomer greeted Mu Wan.

“It’s a good thing you chased me into the Newborn Realm. Otherwise I wouldn’t have become a world lord, and I wouldn’t have entered the rank of Virtuous Lord. Just one step away and I would have reached Sage. Surprised?”

“Don’t make that face. I just never had the time to cut down your incarnation back in the Newborn Realm. Now I do.”

As he spoke, the white-robed man swung his blade down. Qin Yu’s incarnation tried to resist, but this incarnation’s power was simply too weak. It was directly sliced into nothingness by the white-robed man.

“Run!”

Seeing that their master had been killed, the ten men immediately tried to flee. But the white-robed man only smiled and swung his blade once more.

An unrivaled blade aura erased all ten in an instant, leaving not even a corpse behind. Ye Jiuyao stared at the man in amazement.

“You did well, junior brother. Something held me up in the Newborn Realm, so I couldn’t see you. A bit of a pity, but seeing you now is still not bad.”

“Mo Yidao, so you finally decided to come back?!”

Before Ye Jiuyao could answer, Nangong Mingyue’s lioness-like voice suddenly thundered out. Xuan San looked at the two of them and smiled.

“Listen to me—”

Mo Yidao stiffly turned his neck to look at Nangong Mingyue, but the next moment he was already running.

Beside Nangong Mingyue had condensed a great saber, formed from petals. Though made of blossoms, it was incomparably sharp, with the power to sever iron as though it were mud.

“Hahahaha...”

Seeing Mo Yidao like that, Ye Jiuyao and the others burst into laughter.

“So this is the senior brother? He’s actually quite afraid of the senior sister. From now on I definitely won’t—”

“Hm?”

Luo Qingyu gave Ye Jiuyao an “hm?” and he immediately let out an awkward laugh, then turned to Ye Hanzhou and Mu Wan.

At that moment, the two of them were overflowing with affection. Their eyes were full of tenderness as they gazed at each other, saying everything without words.

...

Night fell, and the air turned faintly cool.

The Profound Source Sect was, for once, quiet.

Couples wandered through the sect in pairs and in twos.

In an instant, the scene turned sweet enough to make one’s teeth ache.

“Qingyu, after this is over, let us marry.”

“Mm.”

...

“Mu Wan, you’ve changed...”

“Mm?”

“You’ve become even more beautiful...”

Ye Hanzhou used clumsy sweet talk to coax Mu Wan into repeated bright laughter.

And not only them—Nangong Mingyue and Mo Yidao were the same.

...

Elsewhere, within the Flowing Sand Sect.

A figure with blazing eyes slammed a stone table with a violent strike and looked toward the distance, his face cold as frost.

It was Qin Yu.

“Pass down my order. Every fourth-rank sect is to attack the Profound Source Sect. I want the Profound Source Sect... destroyed!”