After saying that, he suddenly struck Wei Qinghe with a palm, the force of which was so strong that it seemed as if he had used ninety percent of his power.
Wei Qinghe simply smiled faintly, "Today I want to see just how capable the direct disciples of the Azure Sword Sect really are!"
The silver whip lashed out again, whistling through the air.
Following the powerful palm strike, even though he gasped, Wei Qinghe was clearly not good at combat.
If this whip strikes and collides with the palm strike, not only will the whip be destroyed, but she will also be seriously injured.
However, what everyone feared did not happen. The long whip shattered the fierce palm wind and struck Dai Xingyu's palm, causing blood to flow freely.
Dai Xingyu's body was slapped so hard that he fell backward.
The whip flew up and down with a ferocious dance, its crisp sound stirring the hearts of the crowd, and wound after wound appeared.
Dai Xingyu was beaten so badly that he had no chance to fight back and felt like he was about to run away with his head in his hands.
Wei Qinghe stepped into the air and flicked her finger, causing dozens of leaves to fall from a nearby tree. The spiritual energy surged, and the leaves seemed to fly halfway before shooting towards Dai Xingyu.
Everyone was stunned once again; Wei Qinghe actually knew this wood-based technique that allowed her to manipulate tree leaves.
Dai Xingyu appeared somewhat flustered. He hurriedly stood up, gathered his spiritual power in both hands, and fiercely resisted the attack.
However, the seemingly harmless leaf pierced right through his palm strike, whoosh whoosh whoosh…
The leaves fell into Dai Xingyu's body one by one, and Dai Xingyu staggered backward and finally knelt down helplessly.
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Xingyu!" The sect leader's wife was terrified. Her proud son had been so easily injured by a good-for-nothing she had always looked down upon.
"Wei Qinghe, you vicious woman, how dare you! How dare you injure Xingyu!"
Wei Qinghe didn't care about the sect leader's wife's reaction. She instantly teleported in front of Dai Xingyu, grabbed Dai Xingyu's wrist, and forced his hand open.
A dagger flew out from nowhere and immediately slashed his already injured palm, causing pain and profuse bleeding.
With the force of the pull and Wei Qinghe's deliberate control, blood quickly smeared all over his palm.
The divorce papers were completely exposed to Dai Xingyu, and the signature at the end, Wei Qinghe, was beautiful and slender.
The taut string in his heart snapped, and he glared angrily, roaring in disbelief, "You want to divorce me!"
His heart was burning with rage, but Dai Xingyu was completely unable to move and could only watch helplessly as Wei Qinghe made her moves.
A girl's clear and melodious voice rang out, "Otherwise what?"
Bloody handprints were left on the two divorce papers.
"Wei Qinghe, you wretched child, how could you, how could you do this?" The sect leader's wife struggled free from the grasp of the Nanfeng Sect disciple and lunged at Wei Qinghe.
Wei Qinghe dodged in time, took out a jade slip and copied the contents of the divorce letter, then smashed a copy of the divorce letter onto Dai Xingyu's forehead.
Dai Xingyu felt as if his heart had been severely injured, and even breathing was painful.
Looking at Wei Qinghe now, she has a faint smile on her face, like the warm sun of early spring.
He agreed to the marriage not entirely because of his grandmother's wishes, but more importantly, he was deeply attracted to Wei Qinghe when he first saw her, and he still can't forget her bright and beautiful smile and her stunningly beautiful face.
He was starting to regret it. If he hadn't met Liuli Zhenjun, would he have been spared Wei Qinghe's divorce?
Wei Qinghe put away the other divorce letter with satisfaction. "The divorce letter has been issued. Now it's time to settle the debts that Nanfeng Sect owes me."
The sect leader's wife fell face-first into the dirt again. When she raised her head, her two front teeth had been knocked out, and blood was flowing down the corners of her mouth, making her look extremely disgusting.
Having lost his front tooth, he was a little unclear-speaking for a moment, "What are you going to do, you wretch?"
Wei Qinghe clapped his hands casually, then said slowly and deliberately, "I've supported your Nanfeng Sect for five years. Now that I'm leaving, of course I should take it all back with interest."
Dai Xingyu could hardly believe his ears when he heard this.
He had been away from home for five years, and it turned out that Wei Qinghe was supporting Nanfengzong.
How is that possible?
How many spirit stones does the vast Nanfeng Sect need in a year? How many spirit stones would it need in five years?
How could Wei Qinghe, a woman from a small family, possibly have so many spirit stones?
He suddenly remembered that the sect leader's wife had always said she wanted to keep Wei Qinghe's dowry, as well as the Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus and the Heavenly Spider Silk.
Putting aside the exact amount of the dowry, the Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus and the Heavenly Spider Silk are treasures that are extremely rare and cannot be bought even with spirit stones.
Fortunately, he had saved up some spirit stones over the years. Now that things had come to this point, he couldn't let himself be suppressed by spirit stones. "How many do you want?"
“Over the years, I’ve not only supported the Nanfeng Sect, but also used high-grade pills to support the Sect Master’s wife. I know your Nanfeng Sect is poor, so I’ll give you one million spirit stones!”
Everyone in the Nanfeng Sect, including the sect leader's wife, knew that the Nanfeng Sect had spent more than one million spirit stones in the past five years. It was precisely because of this that the sect leader's wife wanted to take the remaining dowry of Wei Qinghe.
Dai Xingyu, however, did not believe that the Southern Maple Sect and the sect leader's wife could have spent one million spirit stones on pills over five years.
"What? One million spirit stones? Wei Qinghe, why don't you just rob someone!"
As a direct disciple of the Azure Sword Sect, in addition to earning spirit stones through his own training, the sect would also distribute some spirit stones every month. However, in five years, he accumulated no more than two thousand spirit stones in total.
He couldn't possibly come up with a million spirit stones.
Even the sect leader's own daughter, Liuli Zhenjun, didn't have more than five thousand spirit stones.
The sect leader's wife stormed in, yelling, "You little bitch, you're dreaming!"
Wei Qinghe reached out and grabbed the back of her neck. "I knew you would deny it. I have records here. If you don't have spirit stones, you can write an IOU first."
After saying that, he raised his hand and took out the IOU he had prepared earlier from his Qiankun bag. He grabbed the sect leader's wife's hand, wiped a bloody handprint on her bleeding mouth, and then casually threw the sect leader's wife aside.
She walked straight toward Dai Xingyu, who was still kneeling on the spot and unable to move. As Wei Qinghe approached, Dai Xingyu became even more panicked.
"Wei Qinghe, you can't do this, you can't! Once I, Liuli, am married, I will return the spirit stones to you..."
He's already been divorced and doesn't want to sign the IOU anymore.
If he can't produce it within a certain time, he's afraid Wei Qinghe will try to cause trouble at the Qingjian Sect, which would damage his reputation.
Another bloody handprint landed, and Wei Qinghe frowned in disgust. "You can't trust what people in your family say."
"Interest will accrue starting today; let's calculate it according to the auction house's interest rate."
"Wei Qinghe, you've gone too far!" Dai Xingyu was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood, and then his vision went black and he fainted.
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