The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 492 Wu Xingyun: Junior brother, you're a joke!

Wu Xingyun was somewhat unwilling.

She roamed the martial world and dominated the land. Apart from that despicable wretch from her own sect who caused her trouble, she didn't take anyone else seriously.

Today, she can't even defeat a young junior. If this gets out, how will she be able to intimidate the martial arts practitioners of the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands?

Just as Wu Xingyun was about to unleash her true abilities, Xu Xingchen didn't give her the chance.

Having read the story in the book and just experienced the domineering arrogance of the Heavenly Mountain Child Granny, Xu Xingchen knew that it was probably unlikely to make her back down.

Although he was not afraid of the Heavenly Mountain Child Granny, if he really went all out in a battle, the consequences would be difficult to manage.

So before Tianshan Tonglao could respond, her spirit suddenly jolted, and she had already left the plum blossom illusion and returned to her physical body.

His mental strength was already far superior to that of other martial artists, and later he learned the Soul Transfer Technique from the Nine Yin Manual, which deepened his mastery of mental strength.

Even with the Heavenly Plum Blossom Illusion created by the Heavenly Child Granny with ninety years of cultivation, it still couldn't trap him.

He had only been fighting in one plum blossom arena after another to experience the wonders of the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand.

Now, breaking away is incredibly easy.

Upon seeing Xu Xingchen suddenly disappear from the Plum Blossom Arena, Wu Xingyun was taken aback, but then he understood what had happened.

He snorted coldly, turned around, and transformed into plum blossoms fluttering in the sky, disappearing just as quickly.

High above Dayu Mountain Villa.

Xu Xingchen's bewildered eyes cleared, and he laughed heartily, urging the white clouds beneath his feet to draw a long arc, breaking free from the encirclement of the plum branch.

Just at this time.

Wu Xingyun, who was standing at the base of the plum tree branch, also opened his eyes. Looking at the figure that was far away from his attack range, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, he ultimately did not make another move.

After their previous exchange, she had already assessed some of the young man's abilities.

It was more powerful and troublesome than she had imagined.

She didn't know if she could defeat him if she continued fighting.

If you manage to kill someone and they escape, you might find yourself facing an unfathomable and formidable enemy out of thin air.

Although this young junior had defeated people from her Lingjiu Palace, he had not harmed or humiliated her maids, which could be considered as showing her some leniency.

And
His junior apprentice was still living in someone else's mountain villa.

No matter how you look at it, they should be friends, not enemies.

The initial show of force has now turned out to be a blunder.

If we continue fighting, we risk making enemies and grudges.

The sudden appearance of such a powerful enemy did not frighten Tianshan Tonglao, but the people of Lingjiu Palace were probably not able to handle it.

Although Wu Xingyun became domineering and arrogant due to cultivating the Eight Directions and Six Harmonies Supreme Technique, he was not a brainless fool.

On the roof ridge below.

Su Xinghe craned his neck, looking at the thick, dark plum branch that stretched across the sky, wondering how many plum blossoms were left.

As a result, one plum blossom after another burst open and withered away.

In no time at all, only that one plum blossom remained on the branch.

Just as I was filled with shock and bewilderment, I saw the last plum blossom explode and scatter in all directions.

"what's the situation?"

"Could it be... that Master Xu actually broke my master's Heavenly Mountain Plum Blossom Hand technique?"

Su Xinghe was extremely surprised to see that a plum blossom, even more vibrant in color and with wider petals, had quietly bloomed on the upright branch.

Completely baffled, he stared intently at the last plum blossom, scrutinizing it for a long time, trying to figure out what was going on.

As a result, after staring at it for a while, the plum blossom neither burst nor withered.

But Xu Xingchen came to his senses, laughed, and rode the white clouds out of the Plum Blossom Illusion.

My senior brother also opened his eyes, looking somewhat angry.

"Who won? Who lost?"

"Or perhaps it's that Master Xu is powerless to help Master Xu?"

Su Xinghe looked completely bewildered, and an unbelievable thought suddenly came to mind.

As for Duan Yu, who was not far away, he simply stood there watching the excitement with great interest, completely unaware of the dangers involved.

Xu Xingchen returned to the ground, retracted the white cloud beneath his feet into his body, and clasped his hands in a fist salute to the Heavenly Mountain Child Granny who landed behind him, saying, "Senior, Senior Wuyazi is seriously injured and on the verge of death. There is no time to lose. Please come with me for a while."

Just as Wu Xingyun was about to say a few polite words, his expression finally turned serious.

Previously, when Su Xinghe said that his master was seriously injured, Wu Xingyun was somewhat skeptical.

Now, even this junior is saying that his junior brother is seriously injured and on the verge of death, so she can't help but take it seriously.

Without saying much, he followed Xu Xingchen and walked quickly toward the courtyard where Wu Yazi lived.

Upon seeing this, Su Xinghe and Duan Yu quickly jumped down and followed behind.

As soon as Wu Xingyun stepped into the courtyard where Wu Yazi lived, he slowed down.

A hint of hesitation appeared on her proud, cold, and domineering face.

Xu Xingchen sensed the hesitation in the footsteps of the person behind her and turned around to see the subtle change in Wu Xingyun's expression.

After a moment's thought, I immediately understood.

The two senior and junior disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect had not seen each other for decades. Even though they missed each other dearly and longed to see each other again, they were both excited and nervous as the time for their reunion approached.

"In that case, when these two meet later, they'll probably both put on an unmoved act and greet each other with very indifferent expressions."

Xu Xingchen pondered to herself, and couldn't help but smile.

Ignoring Wu Xingyun, whose pace had slowed behind him, he went straight to the door.

Benedict! Benedict! Benedict!
The sound of knocking on the door echoed through the quiet courtyard.

To Wu Xingyun, these words were like a series of thunderclaps, making her heart skip a beat.

There was a moment of silence in the room, then Wu Yazi's voice rang out: "Come in!"

Xu Xingchen pushed open the door and entered, walked through the hall and came to the bedroom. He cupped his fists and smiled at Wu Yazi on the bed, saying, "Senior, someone has come to see you."

"I'm sorry to have disturbed Master Xu!" Wu Yazi sighed slightly and said, "I hope Master Xu will forgive me."

"You're too kind, senior!"

Xu Xingchen stepped aside, revealing Wu Xingyun who followed her into the house.

On the way from the courtyard gate to the room, Wu Xingyun had already mentally prepared himself.

With a cold and aloof expression, she stepped into the bedroom and looked at Wuyazi on the bed.

With a calm gaze and an equally calm voice, he said, "Junior brother, it's been decades since we last met. I never imagined you would be so badly injured; this is truly a ridiculous joke."

Wu Yazi's expression and eyes were also calm. He said lightly, "It's been decades since we last met. It seems that my senior sister has made a fool of herself upon seeing us again!"

Seeing the two's calm, reserved, even stiff demeanor, Xu Xingchen secretly rejoiced: "Just as I expected."

After thinking for a moment, he pulled Su Xinghe and Duan Yu out of the room.

He turned around and closed the door.

It's best not to disturb the meetings and conversations between fellow disciples.

(End of this chapter)