"Oh, that's what I said. No matter how strong Mu Hanyan is, it's impossible for her to kill such a powerful monster without any effort." After hearing what Zhao Zhiyuan said, Zhao Xinghu felt much more balanced.
After all, his previous performance against the Demon Eye Wind Wolf was truly dismal. If Mu Hanyan proved too impressive, his reputation would be humiliated. Since Mu Hanyan's victory wasn't easy, his defeat wouldn't be too humiliating.
"You go and see. If she needs any medicine, give it to her." Zhao Xinghu felt a little more balanced and no longer held such a grudge against Mu Hanyan. After all, someone had just saved her life. He was a human being, not a beast, so he should have some gratitude in his heart.
"Yes, I'll go right away," Zhao Zhiyuan replied. After surviving the disaster, he realized how beautiful the world was. For the time being, he had no time to think about the feud between the Zhao family and Mu Hanyan.
"Wait." Zhao Zhiyuan was about to leave when Ou Mingzhi grabbed him.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Zhiyuan looked at Ou Mingzhi in confusion.
"Don't you think that now is the best opportunity to get rid of Mu Hanyan?" Ou Mingzhi lowered his voice and said with a gloomy face.
"What!" Uncle Zhao Xinghu and his nephew looked at Ou Mingzhi in surprise. They had never imagined that after witnessing Mu Hanyan's terrifying strength, he would still dare to plot against her.
"You have all seen Mu Hanyan's strength. Unless your entire Zhao family, including the right priest, bows their heads and admits their mistakes to her, sooner or later the whole family will be wiped out. Now that Mu Hanyan and the Demon Eye Wind Wolf are both injured, it is the best time to get rid of him. If you miss this opportunity, I'm afraid you will never have another chance." Ou Mingzhi said.
Uncle Zhao Xinghu and his nephew exchanged bewilderment. They'd thought they'd been ruthless enough, but this Ou Mingzhi was even more ruthless. But on closer inspection, they felt his words had some truth. Zhao Xinghong had gone to great lengths to force Mu Hanyan to die in the Blackwood Prison, even disregarding his position as Right Priest. Mu Hanyan's resentment of the Zhao family was palpable, and she was sure to become a serious threat.
Now that Mu Hanyan and the Devil-Eyed Mad Wolf are both injured, it is indeed the best opportunity to make a move.
A narrow mind is not a gentleman, and a man without ruthlessness is not a hero. A fierce look flashed in the eyes of both men at the same time. But after thinking about it carefully, they sighed at the same time.
It was said that both sides were injured, but who knew the extent of Mu Hanyan's injuries? Zhao Xinghu had just recovered from his injuries, and his already suppressed strength was further reduced. Given the strength of Zhao Zhiyuan and others, they might not be able to do anything to Mu Hanyan. If they acted rashly, they would most likely die.
Seeing the two sighing, Ou Mingzhi knew that they were afraid of Mu Hanyan's strength and did not dare to make the final decision. He couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
In comparison, their Ou family has a deeper hatred for Mu Hanyan. If they cannot get rid of her, the Lingyu Temple will never be able to regain its reputation as the best formation master, and their Ou family will sooner or later be drowned in the spit of other priest families. He wants to be the next chief priest, but he can only dream about it.
"Oh, if only my cousin were here. As long as he is here, not to mention that Mu Hanyan and the Demonic Eye Wind Wolf will both be injured, even if their strength is intact, they still cannot be his opponent." Just when he was secretly disappointed, he heard Zhao Zhiyuan say unwillingly.
"Your cousin?" This was not the first time that Ou Mingzhi heard Zhao Zhiyuan mention his party brother. Every time he mentioned him, Zhao Zhiyuan had a look of leisurely fascination on his face. He was full of curiosity about his cousin who was so elusive.
"I've never met this cousin before. I only know he wandered around in his early years and was recently found by the family, who used the ancestral Phantom Blood Divine Art to verify his identity. It's said that although he hasn't been practicing Divine Arts for long, he's the most outstanding cultivation genius in the history of our Zhao family. Even those legendary ancestors may not be able to compare to his talent.
Because he practiced the Law of Death, and fearing it would hinder his future, my father, after consulting with several elders, sent him to the Death Temple. In just one year, no one among the younger generation of the Death Temple could rival him. Even many established and established Divine Heart Priests had been injured by him. Even the Death Temple's High Priest treated him with special favor, accepting him as his disciple. "Zhao Zhiyuan said.
When he first heard the legend about this distant cousin, he was actually a little jealous. However, as he later received one astonishing piece of news after another, he knew that he no longer had the qualifications to be jealous. He also knew that the cousin was from a side branch and no matter how strong he was, he could not compete with him for the position of young master. So he completely let go of his jealousy and was left with only fanatical admiration.
After hearing what Zhao Zhiyuan said, Ou Mingzhi looked at Zhao Zhiyuan in shock.
In just over a year, even if an ordinary person passed the priest assessment, they wouldn't have possessed such formidable strength. Yet, Zhao Zhiyuan, this distant cousin, had become a leader among the younger generation of the Death Temple, injuring several long-established Divine Heart priests. If he hadn't known Zhao Zhiyuan somewhat, knowing that while he might be arrogant and domineering, he was no frivolous talker, he would have thought he was listening to a fairy tale.
"Now you believe what I said, right? If my cousin were here, even if Mu Hanyan's strength was intact, he would never be his match." Zhao Zhiyuan said with some pride.
"What's the name of Young Master Zhao's cousin? I must get to know him if I have the chance." Ou Mingzhi asked with emotion.
He didn't really want to get to know the other person, and he knew he didn't have the qualifications. He just wanted to know the name first, so that he wouldn't accidentally offend this great god and die without knowing how.
"His name is..." Zhao Zhiyuan was slightly startled when he said this. Then he took out a communication talisman, looked at it for a few seconds, and said with surprise, "It's my cousin. He has received the message I sent earlier and is on his way."
When he was forced to the edge of the abyss by the group of strange beasts, he quickly sent messages to everyone who could ask for help. Because his cousin had not arrived when they entered the Black Wood Prison, he did not hold out much hope. Who knew that he would arrive at Qianlongyuan and the Black Wood Prison at the last moment.
"He really came, then..." Zhao Xinghong was also surprised and looked at Mu Hanyan subconsciously.
Zhao Zhiyuan and Ou Mingzhi looked at Mu Hanyan at the same time, with murderous intent flashing in their eyes.
Mu Hanyan didn't know that Zhao Xinghu and his nephew had decided to kill her again under Ou Mingzhi's instigation. Her mind had once again entered a state of emptiness and confusion.
She continued to practice the skills, using all her strength to mobilize her energy and spiritual power, while also concentrating her mind to the extreme. She felt waves of stabbing pain in her mind again, and heart-wrenching pain in her meridians, but that miraculous power never appeared again.
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