In the empty main hall, a dark mist quietly emerged.
"Hehe... Sect Master Yun, you're really willing to do this," a sinister laughter echoed from within the black mist.
"Protector Wu, I've arranged everything on my end. Don't mess up at a critical moment," Yun Shan turned slowly, staring directly at the dark mist.
"Don't worry, I, as the protector, have long been prepared. Today, even if that snake shows up, it will obediently meet its end," the dark mist snorted coldly, seemingly annoyed by the reminder.
"Make sure to keep an eye on Gu He. Don't let him die prematurely. The soul of a Sixth Grade Alchemist must not be wasted," it added sternly.
After saying that, the black mist dispersed directly. Yun Shan stared at the void, his fists clenched tightly inside his hanging sleeves.
He had once been on the brink of death, saved by the other party, and with his help, successfully broke through to become a Dou Ancestor. Now, with the assistance of thus person, the strength of the elders in the entire sect had greatly improved. It could be said that the entire sect was under his control.
"I can only wait to deal with this trouble first, and then find a way to resolve it," Yun Shan thought to himself.
Before long, a voice of an elder came from outside the hall, "Sect Master, the auspicious time has arrived. It's time to prepare."
"Hmm, go and invite the bride. I'll be there shortly," Yun Shan responded, adjusting his robe with both hands before walking slowly out of the main hall.
At this moment, outside, the square was bustling with excitement.
"She's coming, she's coming!" the young man exclaimed excitedly, banging on the table and standing up.
In the distance, a woman in a red wedding gown, her cheeks veiled with a red curtain, walked towards the main hall accompanied by dozens of beautiful maidservants.
On the steps of the main hall, Gu He's mouth curled with a strong smile. He bowed to the surrounding people, his eyes filled with anticipation, watching the bride approach.
"Lin Xiu, look quickly! Don't miss it," the young man urged, almost dragging Lin Xiu up.
"No worries, it's just beginning. The real show hasn't started yet," Lin Xiu smiled and shook his head. Suddenly, his gaze shifted to a direction, a curve forming at the corner of his mouth. "Oh, here it comes."
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a strong wind swept through.
In the sky, a dark shadow, accompanied by the sound of wind, descended towards the high platform at the entrance of the main hall.
Everyone watched in astonishment at this dark shadow.
Just as the shadow was about to smash the constructed wedding platform, a figure appeared and raised a hand.
Clang!
Terrifying energy burst forth, colliding with the dark shadow and sending it flying.
The shadow flew backward for a distance and crashed heavily into the ground.
All eyes scanned over to find a massive black Heavy Ruler.
"Xiao Yan has really come?" Young Master Lin recalled the impression of this peculiar weapon from the battle three years ago under the three-year agreement.
"Hehe, Sect Master Yun Shan, whether it's a joyous occasion or a funeral, don't you think you should ask for my opinion first? It is really not appropriate"
A figure descended from the sky, standing above the handle of the black Heavy Ruler.
The rush of air upon landing kicked up a swirl of dust, causing those around to shield their faces with their sleeves and step back.
As the dust settled, before they could carefully observe, they suddenly noticed the sky darkening.
Looking up, they saw a large number of Magic Beasts and figures with double wings appearing in the sky. Their mouths hung open in shock, evident on their faces.
"Hiss..." Young Master Lin gasped, suddenly feeling a bit unstable, and sat back down in his chair.
He pressed his legs firmly, attempting to reduce the trembling.
"Heh, so many people."
Caught Lin Xiu's gaze, he awkwardly smiled.
It was embarrassing; this was Misty Cloud Sect after all, yet he found himself hesitant.
"Don't be nervous. Even if the sky falls, there's someone taller to hold it up. Besides, with me here, you have nothing to fear." Yun Shan Said.
Lin Xiu smiled back at him and continued eating the food on the table.
The crowd was in commotion; many were intimidated by this sudden influx of power.
People listened intently as Yun Shan spoke, their ears perked.
The young man noticed Lin Xiu acting as if nothing had happened, quietly eating with the young girl beside him.
The two gave him the impression that they were really just here to dine, unconcerned about everything around them.
The other Misty Cloud Sect disciples at the same table had already turned their attention to the front.
Both sides insisted on their own views. As Yun Shan revealed Xiao Yan's identity, the discussion on-site became even more intense.
"Lin Xiu, aren't you going to watch the fight? Elder Gu may not be skilled in combat, but he is after all a Dou King level expert. It's only been two years since Xiao Yan left last time, and back then he was a Dou Grandmaster. Now, he probably isn't a match for Elder Gu."
The young man spoke rapidly.
"You're mistaken. Gu He wouldn't last more than ten moves against Xiao Yan."
Lin Xiu's tone was confident.
The young man was taken aback, about to argue, when he heard Xiao Yan actually say those words about defeating Gu He within ten moves.
How did he foresee this?
He stared dumbfoundedly at Lin Xiu, somewhat astonished.
But as the battle began, his attention was drawn away.
Upon hearing Xiao Yan's words, the crowd felt he was somewhat shamelessly boastful.
However.
In less than ten moves, Gu He truly was defeated.
"How... how is this possible? Elder Gu has been a Dou King for many years. It's said he's on the verge of breaking through to Dou Emperor. How could he lose to Xiao Yan?"
With a thud, the young man sat back in his chair with a hopeless expression, looking somewhat dazed.
Suddenly, as if electrified, he leaned over to Lin Xiu, "Does your Jia Nan Academy have something special? He's been gone less than two years and he's already a Dou King."
"I don't think so. Xiao Yan's situation is just an exception."
Lin Xiu casually popped a peanut into his mouth, then pushed his empty plate towards the young man.
The young man paused.
"It's empty, bring another plate."
Lin Xiu smiled.
Is there anything more enjoyable than watching this live?
Unfortunately, there's no cola.
"You're something."
Infected by Lin Xiu's calm demeanor, Young Master Lin relaxed a lot and brought several plates from another table.
Zi Yan reached out for one.
The three sat side by side, chewing loudly, watching another battle unfold ahead.
Gu He's defeat left him despondent, with blood stains at the corners of his mouth unattended to. He apologized to Yun Shan and the wedding ceremony abruptly halted.
After cultivating for decades and nearly reaching the level of Dou Emperor, being defeated in front of everyone by a young man barely in his twenties in less than ten moves was truly humiliating, leaving him with little face to remain.
With Gu He's departure, the atmosphere at the scene became tense and eerie. Influenced strongmen who had come with Gu He also chose not to linger, departing one after another. The square suddenly emptied.
"You're leaving too? You don't have to. This is Misty Cloud Sect. You'll be safe with me," the youth said hastily as Lin Xiu rose to his feet.
Up until now, he still held unwavering confidence in the sect.
"I won't leave until I see the end," Lin Xiu replied, adjusting his seat slightly, concerned that the aftermath of the battle might affect him later.
"Wow, does he really think of this place as a theater?"
Young Master Lin finally understood that he had misunderstood Lin Xiu and followed him with the chair in hand. Being only a Dou Grandmaster, he wasn't qualified to participate in such battles.
The sky, filled with ominous clouds, suddenly froze as a tremendous pressure began to weigh on everyone's hearts.
Yun Shan's icy voice resounded abruptly, "All members of Misty Cloud Sect, heed my command! None of the intruders shall leave alive!"
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