The sect leader's wife practically roared, her breathing already unsteady, and now her face turned red from holding it in. "What are you saying?"
His already unfriendly face now looked even more ferocious and menacing.
Wei Qinghe remained calm and composed, saying, "I want a divorce from Dai Xingyu!"
Suddenly, the sect leader's wife laughed, a sinister and mocking laugh, "Divorce? You actually want a divorce? Do you know how quickly an ordinary person like you will die once you step out of the Nanfeng Sect's mountain gate?"
"That's my business, no need to worry about it." Wei Qinghe raised her eyes again, her gaze sharpening.
The sect leader's wife slammed her hand on the table in anger and sneered, "You want a divorce? Fine, leave all your dowry behind, and the Nine-Leaf Snow Bud and the Heavenly Spider Silk with you!"
Wei Qinghe was not surprised at all by the sect leader's wife's insatiable greed. "It seems that your Dai family has quite an appetite. You want it all, you want everything!"
The clan leader's wife suppressed all her gentleness, as if only now was she showing her true self.
Enraged, she retorted, "Wei Qinghe, it seems you've been in the Nanfeng Sect for too long and have completely forgotten who you are. From the day you entered the Nanfeng Sect and joined my Dai family, what you brought with you no longer belongs to you. If you want a divorce, then get out of here, or else..."
The words were left unsaid, but the threat was palpable.
Little did she know, Wei Qinghe completely disregarded her threat, asking, "What else?"
The sect leader's wife's eyes flashed with murderous intent as she sneered, "Otherwise, you can forget about seeing the sun tomorrow!"
"Oh? Is that so?"
Wei Qinghe suddenly teleported to the front of the sect leader's wife and grabbed her arm before she could react.
A sharp cracking sound was heard, followed by the sect leader's wife's scream.
"My arm..."
The girl's voice was clear and melodious, "I want to see who will not see tomorrow's sun first!"
The sect leader's wife's face, which had been flushed with anger, turned deathly pale with pain at this moment.
Her lips trembled, and she asked in disbelief, "You, you have cultivation?"
Although she was in poor health, she still possessed cultivation. The fact that Wei Qinghe captured her so easily shows that Wei Qinghe's cultivation was superior to hers.
Wei Qinghe didn't reply to her, but instead smiled faintly and said, "Let's go find Dai Xingyu to sign the divorce papers, or I'll issue him a divorce decree!"
Under Wei Qinghe's restraint, the sect leader's wife was unable to break free, and she cursed and swore all the way.
"Wei Qinghe, you've gone too far! I'm your mother-in-law, how dare you do such a disobedient and unfilial thing..."
Her shrill voice attracted the attention of some disciples from the Nanfeng Sect.
The disciples of Nanfeng Sect were all astonished to see Wei Qinghe escorting the sect leader's wife like a prisoner.
However, the disciples of Nanfeng Sect had received Wei Qinghe's kindness, and they all liked and respected her very much.
Of course, a small number of people also subtly mocked her for being foolish enough to use her dowry to support the Nanfeng Sect.
Therefore, no one made a move to save the sect leader's wife at this moment.
No wonder Wei Qinghe would give them pointers from time to time; it turns out Wei Qinghe has cultivation.
"Wei Qinghe!" The commotion immediately attracted Dai Xingyu, whose face was red and swollen, and the bloody wound had obviously not been treated.
"Wei Qinghe, are you crazy? Release my mother right now!"
Dai Xingyu had suffered a loss at Wei Qinghe's hands before, and seeing Wei Qinghe holding the sect leader's wife hostage only fueled his anger.
"I can release your mother, but let's get a divorce!" Since Wei Qinghe had chosen to take action, she had no intention of turning back.
"Divorce?" Dai Xingyu suddenly felt a pang of loss, along with a slight sense of reluctance.
The sect leader's wife, being held captive, could only strain to raise her neck and barely see Dai Xingyu's lower body. "Xingyu, you must get a divorce! If you divorce, there will be no more obstacles between you and Liuli Zhenjun. The dowry she brought, along with the Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus and the Heavenly Spider Silk, will be enough for you to marry Liuli Zhenjun as a betrothal gift!"
The disciples of Nanfeng Sect had been wondering why Wei Qinghe, who was usually very kind, would suddenly attack the sect leader's wife.
Only now do I realize that it was because Dai Xingyu was remarrying and wanted Wei Qinghe to use her dowry as a betrothal gift, not even sparing the Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus and Heavenly Spider Silk left to her by her grandmother.
At that moment, Dai Xingyu felt utterly humiliated.
Although he had been the young master of the Nanfeng Sect for five years, he had no idea that the Nanfeng Sect was so poor that it was practically licking ashes.
“Mother, we don’t need to touch her dowry.”
Wei Qinghe laughed and casually tossed the sect leader's wife aside. The sect leader's wife fell face-first into the dirt, and a divorce agreement landed on Dai Xingyu's face.
"Sign it, and from now on we'll have nothing to do with each other!"
Without a second thought, Dai Xingyu used his spiritual power to shatter the divorce papers.
"I can't divorce you!"
He comforted himself, telling himself that he had promised his grandmother he would take good care of Wei Qinghe, so he couldn't divorce Wei Qinghe.
The sect leader's wife scrambled to her feet, her mouth full of blood. "Xingyu, what are you standing there for? Quickly take down this disobedient and unfilial brat! She doesn't deserve a divorce. If you divorce her, she won't be able to take anything with her."
Wei Qinghe chuckled lightly, then took out a document. "No divorce? You want your dowry and belongings? It seems things really can't end peacefully."
Dai Xingyu merely glanced at the sect leader's wife, who was being supported by a disciple of the Nanfeng Sect, before frowning and looking at Wei Qinghe.
"Wei Qinghe, stop fooling around! I won't touch your dowry, you can continue taking pictures..."
Before Dai Xingyu could finish speaking, that beautiful figure suddenly appeared before his eyes, and he could even breathe in a faint floral fragrance.
Before he could react, his wrist was grabbed by a strong force.
The blank sheet of paper appeared before him, and he could only make out the words "divorce".
He knew something was wrong and quickly withdrew his hand, but Wei Qinghe grabbed it back.
A sudden tightness in my wrist brought a dull pain, and my body was thrown out with great force.
Fortunately, he was at the Qin Xin realm, and he was able to barely stand up the moment he landed. The next second, there was a whooshing sound.
A long silver whip, like a serpent, came flying through the air and struck Dai Xingyu without warning.
Snap!
The Dao of the Azure Sword Sect cracked open, revealing a gash where flesh was torn open and blood gushed out.
Dai Xingyu winced in pain, staring at Wei Qinghe in astonishment, "You, you really do have cultivation!"
When Wei Qinghe hit him earlier, he should have realized that Wei Qinghe, who was considered a waste, probably had cultivation.
Everyone present was stunned. Dai Xingyu was their pride, yet even he couldn't escape Wei Qinghe's whip. This showed that Wei Qinghe's cultivation level was not low.
Previously, everyone thought the mother and son's eating manners were unseemly, but now they were secretly hoping that Wei Qinghe would teach Dai Xingyu a lesson again.
Dai Xingyu wiped the blood from his wound with resentment and rubbed it a few times with his fingertips. "Wei Qinghe, you are being far too arrogant. I am a direct disciple of the Qingjian Sect!"
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