Wang Tianquan was utterly shocked.
Unable to move, he could only watch helplessly as Wang Qing'er was dragged to his side by a suction force. He then roared angrily, his face contorted in extreme rage, and said, "Mo Yuntian, if you really dare to do this, I will personally send you to see that cowardly father."
Mo Yuntian saw this and just laughed heartily.
It's like a tiny ant threatening an elephant; it seems weak and powerless, even a bit comical.
After laughing, his expression slowly froze. He looked at Wang Tianquan and said, "Even at this point, you still dare to threaten me. Wang Tianquan, I must say, you really have a lot of guts."
As soon as the words were spoken, the entire area seemed to grow even colder.
...
At this moment, Zhou Mu felt very uneasy.
The Wang Family Martial Arts School is quite a distance from Qingyun Peak. For a powerful person like a saint, it would only take a moment to arrive. However, for a Dao Palace Realm expert like Zhou Mu, who hasn't even broken through to the fifth realm of the mortal world, it would take at least a day's journey.
Even with a Saint-level expert leading the way, or an expert about to reach the Saint level, such as Fang Yun, it would still take Zhou Mu half a day to travel.
Therefore, even though Zhou Mu was extremely anxious, he could only worry helplessly.
Halfway there, he looked at Fang Yun, who remained expressionless, and said, "Go quickly... go quickly to the Wang Family Martial Arts School... make sure... make sure to protect Xiao Jiu. Anyone who dares to touch her will be killed without mercy."
Zhou Mu took several deep breaths before he could finally speak clearly.
At this moment, Fang Yun nodded slightly and said, "Kill them without mercy."
The moment the words fell, Fang Yun's figure vanished, transforming into a streak of light that shot into the sky.
As Zhou Mu gazed at the scene, for some reason, the unease in his heart intensified.
He clutched his heart and murmured, "You'd better not hurt Xiao Jiu, or else..."
...
Sihai Pavilion
At this moment, Zhao Jing was sitting in his courtyard.
He clenched his left fist, assuming an attacking stance.
He didn't know how much time had passed before he finally came to his senses. His expression was somewhat bewildered as he looked around, and after a moment, he exclaimed in shock, "I'm back..."
"Qing'er..."
He roared and then charged outside.
Just as he was about to reach the courtyard gate, an invisible barrier suddenly appeared, like a solid wall. Zhao Jing crashed into it with a pained cry as he was thrown to the ground by the force of the wall's rebound.
My vision is filled with stars.
When he came to his senses, he suddenly stood up.
Even if he were slow to react, he would know who was behind this by now.
"Zhao Tianfu, what do you mean by this?"
Zhao Tianfu is his father, the current head of the Sihai Pavilion.
Currently, the Desolate Heaven Domain is nominally second only to the Lord of the Sword God Palace in terms of peak status.
The sound echoed in the empty courtyard, but no one answered.
Zhao Jing grew anxious.
The thought of his Qing'er facing difficulties alone and helpless was troubling even to him, let alone the fact that the Wang family martial arts school behind Qing'er was like a toothless tiger, unable to offer her any help.
He had also heard of the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan. It was said to be the mortal enemy of the Wang Family Martial Arts School, with the feud dating back to his grandfather's generation. The current head of the martial arts school, Wang Tianquan, had once fought a great battle with Mo Yuntian, the current patriarch of the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan.
The battle ended with Mo Yuntian's defeat and disfigurement.
Mo Yuntian was undoubtedly a handsome man, and he cared a lot about his appearance. After Wang Tianquan cruelly destroyed his beauty, the feud between the two families became even more irreconcilable.
At this time, as one of the most important festivals for the Wang Family Martial Arts School, the appearance of the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan must have been carefully planned, especially their sudden appearance in the center of the martial arts school, which must have been a coordinated effort from both inside and outside.
The thought of Wang Tianfeng, who often clashed with Wang Tianquan, made Zhao Jing's heart tighten.
If nothing unexpected happens, the mole is Wang Tianfeng.
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, and his eyes instantly reddened.
In that isolated and helpless situation, without him by Qing'er's side, how frightened Qing'er must have been!
The thought of that figure shivering in the cold wind made Zhao Jing's heart tighten.
He roared at the sky, "Zhao Tianfu, come out here! What do you mean by this?"
"You're trying to kill my Qing'er..."
"I hate you..."
As he finished speaking, he broke down on his knees, sobbing uncontrollably.
Through his teary eyes, he vaguely saw the tip of a shoe. He looked up abruptly, rubbed his eyes, and after recognizing the weathered face, he quickly stood up and said, his voice choked with emotion, "Father..."
Zhao Tianfu sighed, his voice tinged with helplessness.
He then rubbed Zhao Jing's head, his gaze gradually hardening.
He said, “Zhao Jing, this is the first lesson your father is giving you. As the young master of the Four Seas Pavilion, you should not only have love and affection in your heart. You should also have the hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Four Seas Pavilion in your heart. In this position, you must make choices.”
"You mean, Qing'er..."
Zhao Jing stood there, stunned.
Zhao Tianfu said, "The Northern Wilderness Demon Clan holds a top position in Northern Wilderness City, somewhat like the former Central State. Although its ranking in the Wilderness Domain is not as high as the Four Seas Pavilion, it has developed particularly rapidly in recent years. Especially after the current clan leader, Mo Yuntian, took over, it has become even more powerful, adding three new Saint-level experts in just ten years."
At this point, his expression changed slightly.
Even the mighty Four Seas Pavilion felt a deep sense of apprehension towards the powerful and highly promising Northern Wilderness Demon Clan.
It can be said that he absolutely does not want to confront the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan head-on, especially since the Four Seas Pavilion and the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan have been keeping to themselves. If they were to face the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan directly, it would inevitably have an impact on the Four Seas Pavilion.
At that time, Zhao Jing was there. Based on his understanding, this guy would definitely step in to protect Wang Qing'er. Zhao Jing represented the Four Seas Pavilion, and at that time, he would be representing the Four Seas Pavilion in the war against the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan.
This is definitely not the situation Zhao Tianfu wanted to see.
He sighed deeply, looking at the child who had always been the center of attention but was now crying like a baby, and said, "When you can keep your emotions in check, that will be the time when you grow up. Right now, you are still far from that."
Zhao Jing cried, tears streaming down his face, "I don't want to grow up, I don't want to become an adult, I just want Qing'er..."
Zhao Tianfu's expression suddenly turned serious, and he roared, "Zhao Jing, you are the young master of my Sihai Pavilion. You should show some demeanor as a young master. What kind of behavior is this, crying and sobbing like this?"
The roar clearly had an effect; Zhao Jing was taken aback and stood there stunned for a moment.
However, he then suddenly knelt down on the ground.
He wiped away the tears on his face in one gulp, looked up at Zhao Tianfu, and said, "Father, if you can save Qing'er, I will do anything you ask."
"Father, I can't live without Qing'er..."
“Father, I have never asked you for anything in my life, you…”
"Shut up." Zhao Tianfu's face turned cold. "From today onwards, you will stay here and reflect on your mistakes behind closed doors. You are not allowed to leave without my order."
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