Chapter 1010: A Slap from Afar
To be honest, the Star Sea Martial Realm is still in chaos right now. Liu Zixuan really has no mind to ponder over the affairs of the World Martial Realm.
Although he will have to face it sooner or later, he still wants to handle the current situation first.
After listening to Yafei’s words, Liu Zixuan remained silent for a moment.
Then he asked, "According to what you said, in the current confrontation between me and the Celestial Dao Alliance, will those Hidden Sects get involved?"
Yafei frowned slightly: "The possibility of the Hidden Sects getting involved is very small. Firstly, there are rules that prevent them from meddling in Martial Realm affairs. Secondly, their existence guards against those foreign sects."
"This is the same for Dragon Spirit; they won’t focus solely on matters within the Star Sea. Most of their attention is on the Martial Realms of other countries, like the Void Mountain Sect of Witch Country, the Spirit Institute of Tang Country, and the Allies’ angels."
At this point, Yafei changed her tone: "But aside from them, in the current Martial Realm, it’s not just the Celestial Dao Alliance and you. There’s also the existence of beings like the Venerable Ghost Nether. Although the people behind the Willow Association Patriarch won’t make a move easily, those two, Azuo and Ayou, are not to be underestimated!"
Liu Zixuan nodded: "If the Hidden Sects and Dragon Spirit don’t get involved, I can give it a shot!"
Yafei raised an eyebrow: "I thought you revealed all your trump cards when dealing with Azuo, but I didn’t expect you to still hold back and have more up your sleeve!"
Liu Zixuan shrugged and laughed: "Without some life-saving cards, I wouldn’t dare to roam in this chaotic Martial Realm!"
"Have you decided to cooperate with us?" Yafei asked, changing the subject.
"Cooperation is not out of the question!" Liu Zixuan turned around, leaned forward, and directly embraced Yafei, looking at her enchanting face, he teased: "But, not right now!"
"You..." Yafei’s face blushed as she pushed Liu Zixuan away: "If not now, then when?"
"I won’t allow anyone to interfere in my confrontation with the Celestial Dao Alliance. The grudges and hatred must be resolved by me and those around me personally." With that, Liu Zixuan walked outside, waving his hand as he said: "As for when to cooperate, that will depend on your insight, Miss Yafei!"
Yafei stood still in silence for a moment: "You’re really an enigma!"
With that, she raised her head, a slight smile on her lips: "I heard someone secretly helped you last time..."
Liu Zixuan, who was walking on the road, suddenly stopped and asked in a deep voice: "Do you know who it was?"
"I..."
"Pa!"
Just as Yafei was about to speak, an invisible force suddenly came and slapped her across the face, leaving a red palm print on her delicate left cheek!
A faint voice reached her ears: "If you dare to tell her, even the old guys behind you won’t be able to protect you!"
Yafei held her cheek and looked at Liu Zixuan: "I don’t know for now, but I will help you find out."
Liu Zixuan hadn’t turned around, so he didn’t see the palm print on Yafei’s face and continued walking outside.
Yafei looked around, stomped her feet hard, and walked out as well.
...
In a corner inside a mountain stream.
An old man with white hair shook his head helplessly: "I really don’t understand you, since you’re here, why don’t you show yourself to find that Liu Zixuan!"
Next to her was an extremely beautiful woman, notably with a strand of purple in her sea of black hair on the left side.
Pouting, she muttered: "I haven’t reached the strength to reveal myself and help him yet!"
"Hmph, a man needing a woman’s help, I really look down on him!" The old man with white hair grumbled unhappily.
But as he finished speaking, the woman beside him turned her head with dissatisfaction written all over her face: "I won’t allow you to say a word against him!"
"I..." The white-haired old man was at a loss for words, raised his hand, and slapped himself: "Little Granny, I’m wrong, okay?"
"No, I’m very angry now!" The woman crossed her arms and said angrily.
The white-haired old man quickly moved closer: "Didn’t we all rush over? Besides, he just suffered a minor injury, so why are you still angry?"
"I told you to come earlier, but you didn’t listen. I wouldn’t be angry if he only suffered a minor injury, but the first to help him wasn’t us, it was that woman named Yafei..."
"Jealous?" The white-haired old man asked cheekily.
"That’s not jealousy, that Yafei obviously has bad intentions, I really dislike that woman!" The woman retorted angrily.
"Didn’t I just slap her across the face?"
"It’s not enough!"
The white-haired old man pursed his lips: "But the problem is, those old guys behind her aren’t easy to mess with either. If I really killed Yafei, then I..."
Before he could finish, the woman shot him a disdainful look: "Oh, now you’re scared? You once told me that you’d dare to offend anyone under the sky, even the Jade Emperor would have to give you face..."
"Little ancestor, boasting is not a crime, right?" The white-haired old man’s face instantly showed an extremely aggrieved expression.
"Anyway, I’m very angry, so do something about it!" After saying that, the woman stood up and walked to the other side of the mountain.
"Ah... To think the old man was once so impressive, only to fall at the hands of this little girl!" The white-haired old man mumbled with great grievance, quickly picking up a pile of things beside him and chasing after her, completely losing the appearance of a master, merely a lackey carrying the lady’s bag!
...
Since the car was taken by Zhao Yi and others earlier, Liu Zixuan had to take Yafei and her group’s car back to the city in the Southwest, though they didn’t continue discussing Martial Realm matters during the journey.
Originally, Liu Zixuan wanted to ask Yafei about the sudden palm print on her face, but every time the topic came up, Yafei became furious, so he gave up. After arriving in the city and getting off, Liu Zixuan took the earliest flight heading north.
With the matters in the Southwest temporarily settled, he naturally had no intention to linger and intended to return quickly to attend to more important issues.
Watching him board the plane, the beautiful girl beside them asked: "Sister Yafei, your face..."
"Don’t bring it up again!" Yafei scolded with a stern face.
"Did Liu Zixuan hit you out of unreasonableness?" Despite being told not to bring it up, the beautiful girl’s heart still felt a pang.
Yafei’s lips moved slightly: "It wasn’t him."
As she walked out, she muttered: "Liu Zixuan, Liu Zixuan, you’re all powerful in the Martial Realm, yet you don’t know how many people worry about you in secret! You really are a romantic fool!"