After hearing this, Shen Qingqiu stared coldly at Ye Qingxian. She pointed with a finger. Spiritual energy gathered in her palm, forming a crystalline palm imprint that expanded in midair, instantly growing to dozens of meters before slamming toward Zhou Shian.
Killing intent surged in Shen Qingqiu’s eyes.
No one was allowed to stop her from completing her mission.
Anyone who dared oppose Young Master Dongfang Wudao had to be strangled in the cradle. That way, his blackening would lessen by one degree, and she could complete her mission sooner.
As she thought this, the spiritual energy in her hand grew even more violent.
When the gigantic palm imprint closed in, Zhou Shian felt the aura of death.
At that moment, a vortex suddenly appeared in the shadows. A figure emerged. Two fingers extended and lightly tapped the incoming palm. The massive handprint instantly dissipated.
Seeing this, Ye Qingxian finally let out a breath of relief.
Shen Qingqiu’s expression darkened when her attack was blocked. She said coldly, “I want to kill him. Are you sure you want to stop me?”
Ye Qingxian said nothing and stepped in front of Zhou Shian.
Shen Qingqiu vanished.
When she reappeared, her palm was already swinging toward Ye Qingxian’s face.
“Impudent.”
Ye Qingxian’s guardian suddenly appeared and casually waved his hand.
A fierce gust of force erupted, shaking the entire grand hall.
Swept by the shockwave, Shen Qingqiu was sent flying backward. Her face turned pale as she spat out a mouthful of blood.
Even Dongfang Qingxin standing behind her was not spared. Her face also turned pale, and she coughed up blood.
Ye Qingxian exhaled deeply. Just now, she had truly felt death approaching.
Her guardian also breathed out in relief.
Shen Qingqiu and Dongfang Qingxin staggered to their feet.
“Qingxin, send a message. Say that the Ye Family used a powerhouse,” Shen Qingqiu said.
Ye Qingxian and her guardian both changed expressions when they heard this.
They stared at Shen Qingqiu, their scalps going numb.
Powerhouses were not supposed to attack the younger generation. In the past, they might not have cared, since such rules were made for the weak. Truly powerful families rarely bothered.
But now they were facing the Dongfang Family.
And this kind of thing could not be exposed publicly.
If word spread, the Ye Family would lose a great deal, and their reputation would be ruined.
Only now did Ye Qingxian and her guardian realize that Shen Qingqiu had been forcing the guardian to appear from the very beginning.
Especially Ye Qingxian. She stared at Shen Qingqiu with a gloomy expression.
Shen Qingqiu had calculated that if she attacked Zhou Shian, Ye Qingxian would step in to block it.
Then Shen Qingqiu would naturally turn on Ye Qingxian.
In panic, the guardian would strike without thinking too much, purely out of instinct to protect his young mistress.
When the Dongfang Family arrived later, the guardian would be forced to death, and Ye Qingxian’s reputation within the Ye Family would also be ruined.
The guardian would die protecting the Ye Family’s little princess.
Even if no one said anything openly, privately there would certainly be dissatisfaction toward her.
On top of that, elders in the clan had previously ordered her to return, and she had disobeyed.
Ye Qingxian’s face grew increasingly ugly as she looked at Shen Qingqiu. Killing intent surfaced in her eyes.
“What should we do?”
Just as Ye Qingxian was growing anxious, her guardian realized something.
Understanding dawned on him instantly.
“Miss, I won’t be able to protect you anymore in the future.”
“Uncle Wu, you…”
“Miss, protect yourself from now on. He really isn’t worthy of you.”
“You hurt someone from the Dongfang Family and still want to commit suicide? You’re dreaming.”
At this moment, a voice echoed from the void.
Ye Wu’s face changed.
He crushed a talisman in his hand.
Immediately afterward, he was restrained. Three figures stepped out from the void.
Dongfang Qingxin froze when she saw the Seventh Elder, Eighth Elder, and Ninth Elder appear.
The Ninth Elder gave her a meaningful glance.
…
Inside the Ye Family, Ye Yang was leisurely sipping tea.
Then a message arrived.
Ye Yang stood up abruptly, smashing his teacup to pieces.
“Go to the grand hall.”
His face darkened as he suddenly recalled Dongfang Wudao’s attitude during his earlier visit.
“Damn it. I got fooled by a brat. This must’ve been planned by those old bastards from the Dongfang Family.”
“This is troublesome.”
“I should’ve offered some compensation earlier.”
After thinking for a moment, Ye Yang still did not take it too seriously. After all, it was only injuries.
…
Within the Dongfang Family.
Inside Dongfang Wudao’s palace, a shadow guard stepped forward.
“Young Master, Ye Qingxian’s guardian has taken action.”
Dongfang Wudao tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest.
“The Ye Family has probably moved. Let’s go. I’ll make a trip myself.”
As Dongfang Wudao departed, three vortices also appeared behind him, and he vanished together with them.
…
Night had already fallen over Wangtian City.
A gigantic flying ark appeared in the sky above Wangtian City.
When the residents of Wangtian City saw this, they immediately fled toward the outskirts without hesitation.
Even the city lord ran.
They sensed something was very wrong. Survival came first.
Ye Yang stepped out from the flying ark.
When he arrived at the Zhou Family, his gaze swept across the area.
It finally paused on Shen Qingqiu. She was actually even more beautiful than his own daughter.
Then he looked at the three smiling figures behind her and felt his heart sink.
It was actually those three old schemers.
“Dongfang Hanyang, Dongfang Si’an, Dongfang Zining. No need to beat around the bush. State your terms,” Ye Yang said.
He knew there was no point in wasting words with these three.
Although he did not have much interaction with the Dongfang Family, he had heard what their elders were like.
Give them an inch, and they would climb onto your head.
“So it’s Patriarch Ye. Our apologies.”
“Enough nonsense. The terms.”
They had arrived so quickly. There had to be something fishy.
Seeing her father appear, Ye Qingxian finally relaxed a little.
“Ye Yang, we can’t make the decision on this matter.”
“Oh? Could it be that Dongfang Beichen is also coming?”
“Heh. If our patriarch were coming, do you think you’d still be standing there talking?” Seventh Elder Dongfang Zining said mockingly.
Ye Yang’s expression stiffened.
“As titled elders of the Dongfang Family, you can’t even decide such a small matter?” Ye Yang said sarcastically.
“Ah yes, yes. You’re right.”
“You’re the Ye Family’s Patriarch. Your butt is bigger. You make sense.”
Ye Yang clenched his fingers, then slowly relaxed them.
The three elders collected themselves and spoke solemnly.
“Ye Yang, we know each other well. This time, we truly cannot decide.”
Seeing their serious expressions, Ye Yang felt a bad premonition rise in his heart.
His gaze then shifted toward Shen Qingqiu.
Ye Yang hesitated for a moment, about to speak.
Crack. Crack.
The void opened.
Step. Step.
Chenghuang walked out from the void.
On its back stood a figure in white brocade robes. White hair draped naturally. A cinnabar mark lay between his brows. His phoenix eyes were deep like an abyss.
His noble bearing was like an immortal descending into the mortal world.
Ye Qingxian stared at him in awe.
So this was the person Shen Qingqiu had mentioned?