"Arrogant—" Liu Xi's face turned red with anger. Having been defeated by these three multiple times, he was also feeling bad. Today, he had brought many disciples with him. If he didn't react, he would be utterly humiliated. How could he then remain the chief disciple of the Lingyun Sect and lead his fellow disciples?
Liu Xi casually shoved Liu Yishui to the side of a disciple, then drew his sword and charged forward, shooting out like a meteor, so fast that no one could even see his afterimage. Liu Yishui, who had never witnessed such a scene before, was so astonished that his jaw nearly dropped, his mouth agape. This… was this even something a human could do?
Compared to Liu Xi's aggressive demeanor, Tang Chi was much more relaxed and leisurely, even having the leisure to tidy up his hair that had accidentally fallen in front of him, exuding a carefree and elegant air.
Then, as if slowed down several times, all everyone could see was Tang Chi lazily stretching out his hand, the sword turning into dust, and their senior brother being pressed against the forehead. Then, like a kite with a broken string, he fell to the ground and slid for two or three meters, the difference in their abilities immediately apparent.
As the eldest disciple of the Lingyun Sect, Liu Xi possessed considerable talent and was already a Golden Core cultivator, making him one of Kong Tingxuan's prized students. However, sometimes comparisons are inevitable, and compared to Tang Chi, a prodigy, Liu Xi ultimately paled in comparison.
"Senior brother..." The disciples beside him exclaimed and rushed to help Liu Xi up, their faces grim as they looked at Tang Chi and the other two.
Kong Qingyan also looked at Liu Xi with concern. After all, he was her senior brother who had been with her for thousands of years. She unconsciously took two steps forward to check the situation, but suddenly someone grabbed her shoulder. She saw that it was Wuyou, dressed in a blue robe.
"Let's go—" Wuyou grabbed Kong Qingyan by the shoulder and disappeared from the Liu family in an instant.
"Cough cough... Chase, you must bring him back to me—" Liu Xi's eyes widened, his voice hoarse and strained, then he coughed and fainted.
In Jingzhou, far from the capital, the familiar courtyard remains unchanged, with the same scenery and people as before.
"Thank you all for saving my husband and me from danger. I am deeply grateful." Liu Yishui bowed slightly, his tone full of gratitude.
"No need." Tang Chi waved his hand casually, playing with the ring on his finger.
Hmm? Liu Yishui and his wife exchanged a glance, completely baffled. Kong Qingyan vaguely sensed that she had discovered something, but was still limited by her own experience and had no clue whatsoever.
"He means that we came to you with a purpose, so thanking us is pointless." Wuyou took a sip of tea to moisten her throat, and gently waved a folding fan in her palm, bringing with it a burst of bamboo fragrance.
“Please come with us, go to…” Wuyou shook his fan, paused for a moment and received two questioning looks before slowly saying, “Tang Sect.”
"Are you from the Tang Clan?" Kong Qingyan's pupils contracted slightly, and she involuntarily stepped back, her muscles tensing.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you." Tang Chi rolled his eyes. Kong Qingyan was clearly not his type. If it weren't for that old bastard Kong Tingxuan deceiving them, he wouldn't have bothered with it.
Upon hearing this, Kong Qingyan's guard softened slightly, but she felt a sense of shame, realizing that she had been somewhat... presumptuous just now.
Seeing Kong Qingyan's relaxed yet embarrassed expression, Tang Chi's eyes darted around and he grabbed Wuyou's hand beside him, saying affectionately, "It's Brother Zhang I like."
Wuyou was happily watching the play when she unexpectedly found herself in trouble. Instead of being moved by what she heard, she felt a chill run down her spine and quickly withdrew her hand. "You should just buy a pillow!" she said. "Maybe the Duke of Zhou (a figure in Chinese mythology associated with sleep) can satisfy you."
Pillow? Tang Chi was stunned, unable to connect the two things. When he finally realized what was happening, his face turned ashen.
"Pfft..." Li Mu couldn't help but burst out laughing, it was rare to see his young master get the short end of the stick. His young master was always lawless, this was the first time someone had been able to control him. If Young Master Qingyun were a woman, the old sect leader would probably have already gone through all the proper matchmaking and betrothed to her as his daughter-in-law.
"What are you laughing at..." Tang Chi glared at Li Mu, who immediately lowered his head and shrugged, no longer daring to laugh out loud.
"Since you're not interested in me, why did you bring me back to the Tang Clan?" Kong Qingyan's wariness hadn't subsided. Liu Yishui tugged at Kong Qingyan's sleeve, signaling her to be more polite; after all, she was their benefactor.
"Why are you meddling so much! This is not up to you." Tang Chi's anger was blatant, and Kong Qingyan was powerless to refute him. After all, even her senior brother was no match for Tang Chi, let alone herself.
Kong Tingxuan, who was in the Immortal Realm, was unaware that his daughter was going to return to the Immortal Realm. He was furious about his daughter's situation at the Lingyun Sect.
"Useless—all of you are useless—" He slammed his hand on the table, and the fine mahogany instantly turned into dust. Kong Tingxuan's face turned red, and his old face was filled with anger.
Madam Kong clutched her handkerchief, speechless, but still felt sorry for her daughter. "Master, Qingyan is wrong, but she is still our daughter! She is pregnant and alone outside. What if something happens to her? In my opinion, since Qingyan likes the scholar so much, we should just let them be together. Our Lingyun Sect is no worse than theirs."
Although she always presented herself as a dignified matriarch in public, Madam Kong was quite compliant with her husband in private, except when it came to their daughter.
"A woman's view—" Kong Tingxuan snorted coldly, put his hands behind his back, and after a long while said angrily, "We are immortals in the cultivation world and the leaders of a sect. How can my daughter marry an ordinary mortal student? Wouldn't people laugh their heads off if word got out? After all, the two realms are different."
“But… Qingyan is already pregnant and married to that scholar, what can we do?” Madam Kong agreed inwardly. Their noble life over the past thousand years had made them forget that they were once just ordinary mortals.
"Moreover, the Tang Clan is only causing us trouble; they haven't proposed marriage to Qingyan. They clearly know," Madam Kong muttered, increasingly feeling that the Tang Clan was petty. Although they hadn't said anything, the other party clearly knew about the elopement and insisted on seeing Kong Qingyan. They completely forgot that she was the one who deceived the Tang Clan first. If Tang Chi hadn't received Wuyou's guidance, he would still be in the dark.
"How dare you say that? It's all your fault for spoiling her. Running away from home, marrying without permission, disobeying her father's orders—everything she did was outrageous. Is this the kind of daughter you raised?" Kong Tingxuan's anger hadn't subsided, and he immediately turned his anger towards Madam Kong.
Upon hearing this, Madam Kong instantly flew into a rage, standing up abruptly. "What? Is our daughter only mine? And has nothing to do with you? Since you think Qingyan is so immature, why don't you just have another daughter? If that doesn't work, there's always Zhang Wuyou, isn't there? Go find her and bring her back!"
"You...you're just being unreasonable." Kong Tingxuan pointed at Madam Kong's face, furious but speechless. Finally, he threw down these words and stormed off. Indeed, there's a saying that's true: women and petty people are the hardest to deal with.
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