Immortal God of War

Chapter 1018 - 964: Wu Jian the Romantic Rival

"Look up at me!"

Wang Su shouted coldly.

To Wang Youer, he’s usually all love and affection, even afraid she’d melt if he held her.

But at this moment.

The anger in his heart was uncontrollable.

Wang Youer’s delicate body trembled, and she looked up pitifully at Wang Su.

In her eyes, two tears were squeezed out forcefully.

"Stop pretending to be pitiful."

Wang Su looked past it and said in a deep voice, "Do you know how much impact this matter has on us?"

"I know..."

Wang Youer nodded, then immediately defended, "But Grandpa, I was forced, it’s all Ancestor Mu’s fault."

"Forced?"

"Ancestor Mu is only a one-star War Saint. Can he force you, a nine-star War Saint, to do such a thing? Do you think I’m stupid?"

"Cough, cough!"

Wang Su got angrier as he spoke, eventually coughing violently.

"Father, don’t be angry."

"It’s not good for your health."

The purple-clad woman immediately got up and gently patted Wang Su’s back, while also giving Wang Youer a look.

Wang Youer glanced at the purple-clad woman, then lowered her head and said, "Grandpa, I was wrong, I won’t dare to do it again."

Wang Su took a deep breath and gestured for the purple-clad woman to step back.

The purple-clad woman looked helplessly at Wang Youer, then returned to her seat and remained silent.

Wang Su sized up Wang Youer for a moment, suddenly pointed to that middle-aged couple, and said to Wang Youer, "Your parents are people of high authority in the General Tower, and your grandpa, although old, is still highly respected. Now with this kind of behavior, how can we save face?"

"That’s right!"

"We’ve repeatedly warned you, don’t use the Bewitching Technique unless absolutely necessary, why don’t you listen?"

The purple-clad man beside them also sighed.

"Father, Mother, Grandpa, I really didn’t mean it, please forgive me!"

Wang Youer looked at the three of them and said, head lowered.

Actually, she felt very aggrieved.

Not only did she suffer a loss, she still got scolded upon returning. What kind of deal is this?

Seeing Wang Youer’s expression, the purple-clad woman couldn’t help but feel sorry, turned to Wang Su and laughed, "Father, you see the matter has already happened, Youer knows her mistake, please calm down and stop scolding her."

"You feel sorry for her after a few scoldings?"

"Let me tell you, I still want to hit her!"

"And you all, if you hadn’t spoiled her, accommodating her in everything, would she have dared to do such a thing today?"

Wang Su’s anger was then vented to the middle-aged couple.

"Father, that’s not right."

"Isn’t it you who spoils Youer the most?"

"Why are you blaming us now?"

The purple-clad woman was dissatisfied.

"What?"

"I can’t even say anything about you, is that it?"

Wang Su blew his beard and glared.

"You can, but..."

The purple-clad woman nodded but didn’t finish speaking, as the purple-clad man transmitted a message saying, "Can’t you see the old man is upset? Say less."

The purple-clad woman’s lips moved but ultimately chose to remain silent.

Then the purple-clad man looked at Wang Su and smiled, "Father, since it has come to this, talking is fruitless, it’s better to think about how to solve this problem."

Wang Su was silent for a moment, pointed to the door, and said to Wang Youer, "Go stand outside."

"Go quickly."

"Don’t upset your grandpa anymore."

The middle-aged couple also secretly transmitted a message to Wang Youer.

Wang Youer turned and walked out, feeling aggrieved.

Wang Su swung his large sleeve, and the door slammed shut with a bang.

Wang Youer pressed her ear against the door, trying to hear what the three inside were saying.

But there was no sound at all.

Clearly.

The three inside, Wang Su and company, were communicating secretly.

Moments later.

Wang Su finally came out, glanced at Wang Youer, and said solemnly: "I am going to meet the General Tower Master, and from now on, without my order, do not leave here even a half-step!"

"Yes."

Wang Youer responded, looking like a good baby.

"Humph!"

Wang Su snorted from his nose, then transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the night sky like lightning.

The middle-aged couple also followed suit and left.

"Father, Mother, what did you and Grandpa discuss?"

Wang Youer quickly looked at the two and asked.

"Sigh!"

The two looked deeply at Wang Youer, then let out a long sigh without saying anything and left rapidly.

"How can it be like this!"

"I’m the victim, aren’t they supposed to ask my opinion first?"

Wang Youer stomped her foot in anger.

"Big sis, are you sure you’re the victim?"

Suddenly.

A mischievous voice sounded, and a young man in white emerged from the darkness in the courtyard.

It was Young Master Hao.

"Brat, what did you say?"

Wang Youer looked at Young Master Hao, instantly furious.

Young Master Hao flickered and landed beside Wang Youer, grinning slyly: "Big sis, how does it feel?"

"What feeling?"

Wang Youer paused, asking.

Young Master Hao said, "Nonsense, obviously the feeling of getting cozy with Ancestor Mu."

"Are you looking for death?"

Wang Youer reached out with her claws and grabbed Young Master Hao’s ear.

"Ouch, ouch!"

"Let go quickly."

For a moment, Young Master Hao cried out miserably.

"Humph!"

Wang Youer snorted coldly, releasing her jade-like hand, staring at the night sky and saying: "That bastard, I certainly won’t let him off!"

"Sigh!"

"Brother Mu, you’d better be careful!"

Looking at Wang Youer’s fierce expression, Young Master Hao couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh, muttering to himself.

"By the way, what are you here for?"

"Don’t say it was to laugh at me specifically."

Wang Youer turned her head to look at Young Master Hao, her eyes full of undisguised threat.

"You are my most beloved elder sister, how could I come to laugh at you?"

Young Master Hao declared righteously, but in truth, he was there to watch the spectacle.

"Then why are you here?"

Wang Youer frowned.

Young Master Hao sneakily glanced around and whispered, "I’m here to give you some advice."

Wang Youer’s eyes lit up, "Quick, tell me."

"That idiot Ancestor Mu dared to bully you, he must not be let off lightly."

"So I think it’s best to just eliminate him."

Young Master Hao said indignantly, yet a hint of mockery was in his eyes.

"Daring to mess with me, courting death!"

Wang Youer’s veins popped, her fierce nature fully revealed.

Seeing the situation turn bad, Young Master Hao quickly fled, laughing without looking back, "Sister, this is called evil meeting its match, let’s see if you dare to tease us again in the future."

With that, he swiftly disappeared into the night sky, leaving Wang Youer standing alone at the door, sulking.

...

The sky.

A waning moon hung high, its light dim and misty.

Whoosh!

In a certain place in the holy land, stood a tall ancient tower.

From afar, it resembled a prehistoric beast lurking in the night.

This was the Holy Tower!

Suddenly.

Accompanied by a sound of something cutting through the air, a stream of purple light shot out from the Holy Tower, heading swiftly into the void.

Meanwhile.

In the first tower, the alchemy room.

Qin Feiyang sat cross-legged in the training room, eyes closed in meditation.

Without having to recite the Six-Character Mantra and with the talent granted by the purple-gold dragon blood, his cultivation speed had vastly improved.

So he didn’t want to waste a single moment.

Especially with two years left until the Divine Sign opens, he didn’t have time to waste.

Time ticked away one second at a time.

Dong!!

Suddenly.

A knock on the door rang out.

Qin Feiyang opened his eyes, a hint of suspicion in his gaze.

Who would come looking for him at this late hour?

He got up and walked to the door, opening the stone door to reveal a purple-robed youth in his view.

Qin Feiyang’s pupils shrank.

The man’s figure was commanding, his face like jade, his eyes like stars, with thick black hair draping down his shoulders, resembling a sharp sword, exuding an astonishingly fierce aura.

Most importantly, the man’s aura was incredibly strong, completely impenetrable to Qin Feiyang.

Before Qin Feiyang could speak, the purple-robed youth invited himself in, walking into the alchemy room.

"Who are you?"

Qin Feiyang frowned.

"Close the door."

The purple-robed youth did not answer, nor did he look back at Qin Feiyang. His tone and demeanor were both extremely cold and arrogant.

"This is my alchemy room."

Qin Feiyang raised an eyebrow, speaking coldly.

If the man had shown a bit of courtesy, he would have greeted him kindly, but this man was too rude.

And to rude people, he never showed a good face.

The purple-robed youth slowly turned around, staring at Qin Feiyang with a sharp, aggressive look.

"If there’s nothing, please leave."

Qin Feiyang said indifferently, as if he didn’t see him.

"Just as the rumors said, rebellious and overbearing, but I’m not someone else. You’d better be wise and close the door immediately!"

The purple-robed youth sneered coldly, his tone commanding.

"Haha..."

Qin Feiyang laughed, "Who do you think you are, ordering me around here?"

"Then listen carefully."

"I am one of the three Kings of the Holy Tower, the direct disciple of the Holy Tower’s master, and the son of the Kirin Tribe’s leader, Wu Jian!"

"And this Tenth Alchemy Room was leftover from when I used it, now tell me, do I have the right to order you around?"

Wu Jian declared proudly.

Qin Feiyang was utterly shocked.

He hadn’t expected this person’s identity to be so extensive.

The key was, each identity was intimidating enough!

Holy Tower King, disciple of the Holy Tower master, son of the Kirin Tribe leader...

This person was truly favored by all.

Wait!

Son of the Kirin Tribe?

Qin Feiyang’s heart fluttered, "What is Wu Xiao to you?"

Wu Jian said, "He is my younger brother!"

"I see!"

Qin Feiyang suddenly understood, "As far as I know, your younger brother was killed by Qin Feiyang. Since you’re so strong, why don’t you go after Qin Feiyang for revenge, instead of coming here to bully me?"

Or could it be that Wu Jian already knows his true identity?

Upon hearing this, a murderous gleam flickered in Wu Jian’s eyes, "That doesn’t need to be said, Qin Feiyang, that ant, will eventually die by my sword!"

"Then I look forward to it."

Qin Feiyang chuckled.

At the same time, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

For Wu Jian to say such words, it was clear he didn’t know he was Qin Feiyang.

Qin Feiyang closed the stone door and said calmly, "Tell me, what do you want with me?"

"Leave the General Tower immediately."

"No, leave the Central Divine Nation, and never show your face in front of Wang Youer again."

Wu Jian said.

Qin Feiyang was taken aback, so it was about Wang Youer.

He scrutinized Wu Jian’s eyes and noticed a hint of admiration when he mentioned Wang Youer.

He immediately understood.

This person must like Wang Youer, and upon hearing the rumors about him and Wang Youer, he considered him a rival in love.