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Immortal of the Nine Realms-Chapter 1003: Just Keep Clapping
Chapter 1003: Just Keep Clapping
Fu Donghai persuaded, "Young Lady, they are here for him. There's no need for you to risk your life because of this. We should head back and get the elders to handle this matter."
Long Ruo sighed inwardly. If it were anyone else, she would naturally know what to do. But Fang Chen wasn't just anyone. He was a member of the Killing Spiritual Division and, most importantly, the person who would help her find her husband in the underworld. She couldn't care less if anyone else died, but he couldn't!
Long Ruo looked at Zhao Mingxuan and his companions coldly and said, "So you lost a few spirit stones and decided to vent your anger on him? If that's the issue, I'll reimburse every single one of those stones."
Nangong Yuancheng was actually tempted by her offer and looked at Sun Gu and Zhao Mingxuan. However, it was clear that these two weren't about to back down over such a minor benefit.
Sun Gu wanted the Sun Family to have a better chance of winning in the Sword Burial Heavenly Steps. Zhao Mingxuan wanted Fang Chen's life because Fang Chen had played him for a fool inside the Multi Treasure Trading Company.
"Long Ruo, I have shown you enough respect. Don't force us to take action against you," Zhao Mingxuan said coldly. "This man stays; the rest of you can leave with her."
Long Ruo's eyes narrowed, sweeping over Sun Gu before finally resting on Zhao Mingxuan. She let out a cold laugh and said, "Oh? So it wasn't about the spirit stones after all. Tell me, does your father approve of you interfering in the Long and Sun families' wager?
"So what if a Long family sword cultivator dies? The clan won't be enraged over that. But if you interfere in the wager between the Sun and Long Families, then even your father will have to think twice, let alone someone like you."
Zhao Mingxuan's expression darkened. If the Long Family took his actions as interference with their dispute with the Sun Family, it could indeed stir up serious trouble.
However....
He chuckled and said, "If Yunlu City really steps in, this won't stop with just one dead cultivator. I believe the Long family's elders are sensible enough not to oppose us over a few of your words."
Seeing that he wasn't fooled, Long Ruo couldn't help feeling helpless.
Fang Chen suddenly spoke up. "Young Lady, why don't you head back to the Long Family first? I'll catch up later." ƒгeewebnovёl_com
Long Ruo looked at him and communicated telepathically. "You will die here if you stay."
Fang Chen replied, "It's not my turn to die yet."
Long Ruo was slightly taken aback, a flicker of doubt in her eyes.
The opponent was an Ascension Realm sword cultivator! Did Fang Chen really have a trick up his sleeve to deal with an expert like that?
She didn't quite believe it, but she admired Fang Chen's courage nonetheless. Like her husband, he wasn't one to fear death.
"I'm not joking. You all should leave first. Worst-case scenario, if I die, you can inform Ancestor Li on my behalf. But if you stay, we all die—these people won't spare you either."
Clap, clap, clap.
Everyone looked up to see Sun Gu clapping his hands and chuckling, "What a loyal servant. You're trying so hard to save your master. With such awareness, Lady Long Ruo has not taken you in for nothing."
He looked at Long Ruo. "Lady Long Ruo, don't disappoint his goodwill. You'd better leave. You know how it is with families like ours. No one would kick up a fuss about losing one or two direct descendants. My Sun Family is like that, as is the Long Family."
Fu Donghai looked at Long Ruo, gesturing with his eyes meaningfully. "Young Lady!"
Long Ruo's brows furrowed slightly as she glanced at Fang Chen. "Do you really have a plan?"
Seeing Fang Chen nod subtly, she hesitated for a moment and then coldly huffed, "Let's go!"
The Immortal Boat quickly left the area. Since Fang Chen remained behind, Zhao Mingxuan and the others did not attempt to stop them.
"Once we're back, have your master come with me. If Fang Chen dies here, I'll make sure Zhao Mingxuan and Sun Gu are buried along with him," Long Ruo said coldly.
Fu Donghai was startled and replied in a low voice, "He's just a sword cultivator... If we really move against Zhao Mingxuan and Sun Gu because of this, you might face trouble from the family, Young Lady. Maybe we should consult the patriarch first and see what he says?"
"My father wouldn't bother with such matters. But remember this: this is my affair, not his."
Long Ruo looked at Fu Donghai, her gaze was calm but intense.
Fu Donghai's heart started to thump uncomfortably. Finally, he bit his lip and conceded, "Whatever you choose, Miss, I'll support you."
After Long Ruo's Immortal Boat disappeared into the sky, Zhao Mingxuan turned to Fang Chen, his eyes shimmering with mockery. "Why don't you try using your previous methods and see if you can still leave without a trace?"
Sun Gu and Nangong Yuancheng also wore broad smiles.
The Ascension Realm sword cultivator had already sealed their surroundings. Fang Chen would find it impossible to escape again, no matter what escape technique he used.
Fang Chen felt a faint sword intent enveloping the surroundings. He knew that if he touched it, he might be killed instantly.
Zhao Mingxuan laughed. "We called for an Ascension Realm sword cultivator to deal with you, you ant. You not only wasted your time, but ours. Tell me, how should I relieve my anger?"
The Ascension Realm sword cultivator coldly suggested, "Young Master, if you wish to vent your anger, I know a good method. We could first flay his skin, then cleanse it with sword qi. Every second would be excruciatingly painful."
Zhao Mingxuan smiled and nodded. "That sounds like a good idea."
But the next moment, his smile froze. Behind the Ascension Realm sword cultivator, a bizarre wedding procession suddenly appeared.
Before Zhao Mingxuan could speak, the curtain of the bridal sedan was lifted, and a flurry of red sleeves swept out. The Ascension Realm sword cultivator was wrapped into a dumpling. Before anyone could react, he was dragged into the sedan.
Moments later, a furious roar erupted, and a sharp sword intent burst from the sedan, slicing a crack into it.
But soon, the sedan returned to normal, and the shouting gradually faded away.
The nearby sword cultivators were stunned, unsure of what to do.
Zhao Mingxuan was horrified.
He could already guess that the sedan's owner might very well be a Loose Immortal.
Zhao Mingxuan mustered his courage and asked, "Senior, may I know who you are, and why you attacked a cultivator of Yunlu City?"
The sedan's curtain lifted, and Empress Ci walked out toward Fang Chen as she wiped her mouth.
Empress Ci laughed. "This sword cultivator has quite the tough bones, my lord. He was much harder to deal with than ordinary cultivators."
My lord?!
Zhao Mingxuan and the others were astounded. Why was a Loose Immortal addressing a lowly sword cultivator as her lord?
A cold sweat broke out on their backs, and their faces turned unsightly.
This person is a problem indeed! His background is far more complicated than imagined!
Even if he was a young master of a powerful family, a core figure among direct descendants, without achieving the status of a Loose Immortal himself, he could not make his family's Loose Immortal treat him so respectfully.
Fang Chen laughed. "Zhao Mingxuan, it's a good thing you let Long Ruo go; otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to intervene easily."
Zhao Mingxuan's face was a storm of shifting emotions, rapidly calculating his next move.
Sun Gu's voice was hoarse. "Who are you really..."
"It's not your place to speak here. Just applaud," Fang Chen said.
Applaud?
Sun Gu was confused until Empress Ci's gaze fell on him, sensing the faint killing intent. He instinctively started clapping, and only then did the killing intent gradually fade.
"Yes, that's right, since you like clapping so much, keep doing it and don't stop. If you stop, you're dead," Fang Chen said.
Sun Gu slowly realized what was happening, his face turning very ugly. He had never been so humiliated in his life.
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