Luo Wuji’s expression darkened even further. He warned, “Wenren Jiuxiao, this is not a place for you to watch the show.”
A red gleam flashed through Wenren Jiuxiao’s eerie pupils. His smile was bewitchingly charming. “Daoist Wuji should know that the Tianyuan Fruit is useless to us. How about this—you hand the Tianyuan Fruit to me, and I’ll help you verify it. What do you say?”
“Not necessary,” Luo Wuji refused coldly.
Once something fell into Wenren Jiuxiao’s hands, even if he got it back, he wouldn’t want it anymore.
“Daoist Wuji really is heartless. My good intentions are treated like donkey liver and lungs. Forget it, I won’t meddle in your affairs anymore. I’d like to see what better ideas you have.” As Wenren Jiuxiao spoke, his black pupils turned red, and he looked toward Su Yanran beside him.
After a few breaths, Wenren Jiuxiao withdrew his gaze and then concealed his aura.
Su Yanran’s eyes appeared somewhat dazed. She said coldly to Luo Wuji, “Master, the Tianyuan Fruit is such a precious item. We should still open the box and take a look.”
Luo Wuji’s expression was extremely grim. He fed Su Yanran a Qingxin Pill, then raised his hand and struck the back of her neck.
Su Yanran lost consciousness and fell backward. Luo Wuji reached out and caught her in his arms.
Luo Wuji looked toward Wenren Jiuxiao, who was as invisible as a ghost, and said angrily, “Wenren Jiuxiao, this is the last time! If you dare to lay a hand on my disciple again, I will raze your Netherworld Prefecture to the ground!”
“Daoist Wuji, what a big tone.” Wenren Jiuxiao smiled eerily, his voice lilting at the end, soul-stirring.
“Wenren Jiuxiao, you should be very clear that I can do it,” Luo Wuji said, his eyes icy and his whole body radiating coldness.
“Daoist Wuji needn’t be so angry. I was only joking with your disciple. You should also be very clear that if she hadn’t been distracted, she definitely wouldn’t have been bewitched by me.” The smile on Wenren Jiuxiao’s face did not diminish.
Luo Wuji alone certainly could not destroy the Netherworld Prefecture.
But the forces behind Luo Wuji did have the strength to destroy the Netherworld Prefecture.
Snap!—
Wenren Jiuxiao snapped his fingers. “Daoist Wuji, I’ll be going now. Until next time.”
After Wenren Jiuxiao disappeared, a fleeting confusion flashed through the eyes of the younger generation present.
Some of the younger ones asked in confusion, “What happened just now? Why do I feel like I just woke up from a sleep?”
“Strange, I feel the same way. That shouldn’t be. Wasn’t I waiting to see the Tianyuan Fruit?”
“The Tianyuan Fruit! Right, the Tianyuan Fruit from Qingyun Prefecture—whose hands is it in now?”
…
Xiao Qingfeng and Rong Zhuofan both looked grave. The disciples of Qingyun Prefecture did not remember Wenren Jiuxiao at all.
Apart from a few Void Gods, everyone else on the platform also had a trace of confusion flash through their eyes.
Su Yanran also regained consciousness at this moment.
Su Yanran hurriedly pulled herself out of Luo Wuji’s arms, and her gaze unconsciously darted toward Mo Jinghong not far away.
Mo Jinghong wore black robes, elegant and handsome. Standing there, he was indescribably noble and peerless, like the bright moon high above, making people feel he was unattainable and far beyond the dust.
Especially those eyes—rippling and profound—making him appear even more stunningly breathtaking.
“Yanran… Yanran, are you all right?” Luo Wuji called Su Yanran several times in a row.
Su Yanran suddenly came to her senses and said in panic, “Master, what happened to me just now?”
Luo Wuji’s eyes were dark and heavy. “It’s nothing. You go back and rest first. Your master still has some matters to discuss.”
“Master, I want to stay with you. I promise I won’t disturb you while you talk.” Su Yanran tugged at Luo Wuji’s sleeve and pleaded softly.
“Hmph! What a pretender, you whiny little thing!” Luo Xiyao mocked, grinding her teeth as she looked at Su Yanran.
She truly did not understand why men always fell for Su Yanran’s tricks!
Su Yanran’s expression stiffened for a moment, but she quickly recovered. If something could be solved by acting cute, why insist on being tough?
In the end, Luo Wuji could not resist Su Yanran’s teary-eyed look. He raised his hand and patted Su Yanran’s head, saying softly, “Wait here for your master.”
“Mm hm.” Su Yanran nodded obediently.
Luo Wuji walked toward Xiao Qingfeng and Rong Zhuofan. “Sect Masters, since we are going to make a bet, there must naturally be a witness. Your Yuanling Fruit and the Yuanyang Pill we provide must both be handed over to the witness for safekeeping.”
“A witness?” Xiao Qingfeng sensed a hint of conspiracy.
Whether this witness was found by Qingyun Prefecture or Haoling Prefecture, there was a great possibility that the witness would side with Haoling Prefecture.
After all, Haoling Prefecture had Daoist Wuji, and greater power.
“We can each designate one witness,” Luo Wuji said calmly.
Rong Zhuofan and Xiao Qingfeng exchanged a glance. Clearly, they could not refuse Luo Wuji’s request.
If they refused Luo Wuji, not only might Feng Qingran meet with misfortune, but even Su Yubai on the platform would likely be in grave danger.
“Daoist Wuji, I need to discuss this with my disciples. After all, adding another match still depends on them.” Rong Zhuofan wanted to use this to stall for time.
“No harm. I need to choose someone carefully as well,” Luo Wuji replied.
Rong Zhuofan and Xiao Qingfeng said no more, each communicating through voice transmission.
“Rong Zhuofan, they are simply shameless. Why agree to such an unreasonable demand?” Xiao Qingfeng’s eyes were cold and dark.
