Zhang Mingyuan patted Wuchen's shoulder.
“Old Chen, look how good I am to you!”
“I've filtered out for you which ones are brothers you can trust with your life, and which ones are close relatives of your enemies!”
“Don't put on airs all day long, only knowing how to head-butt people!”
Old Chen?
Zhang Mingyuan was actually calling Wuchen his brother?!
Dan Wuhui felt a buzzing in his brain, as if ten thousand thunderclaps had exploded at the same time. The four Mahayana Stage cultivators behind him turned as pale as death, their legs trembling uncontrollably.
Damn it, this was a fucking sting operation! It was over. Completely over. They were going to die...
Meanwhile, the expressions of the remaining five Mahayana cultivators on Wuchen's side were also incredibly priceless. They looked at each other, thinking to themselves that this Immortal Lord Zhang was truly a terrifying, scheming bastard!
With just a few words, he had thoroughly exposed the other side's cards and even helped Wuchen clean up his social circle in the process.
Wuchen was also stunned. Things had reached this point, so how could he not see through Zhang Mingyuan's methods? What a scheming guy!
However, even though he thought so in his heart, his proud nature wouldn't allow him to bow his head. Wuchen snorted coldly.
“Did I ask you? As if this Emperor didn't know!”
“It's just that this Emperor... has always been upright and aboveboard!”
Thud!
Just as Wuchen finished speaking, Dan Wuhui and his four companions fell to their knees in unison.
“Immortal Lord Zhang! Please be merciful, Immortal Lord Zhang!”
Dan Wuhui no longer had any of the majesty of the Tiandan Valley's Valley Master. His face was covered in tears and snot as he frantically kowtowed.
“This old man really didn't know the Alchemy Emperor was a friend of yours, Immortal Lord Zhang! Otherwise, even if you gave me ten times the courage, I wouldn't have dared to make things difficult for him!”
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The five kowtowed furiously, their blood staining the ground.
Zhang Mingyuan looked down at them from above, a playful smirk on his lips.
“Oh! So you knew you were making things difficult for him? It seems you did it knowingly. Might as well beat you to death then!”
Hearing this, Dan Wuhui's soul almost left his body, and he shrieked miserably, “Immortal Lord Zhang, spare my life—!”
“Are these your last words? How truly ugly...”
Zhang Mingyuan's gaze turned cold, and a heart-palpitating divine light flashed deep within his pupils.
He raised his right hand and pressed down with a single finger. The mighty power of the laws of annihilation instantly enveloped Dan Wuhui and the other four.
The figures of the five vanished into thin air. On the square, not a single trace was left behind.
Immediately afterward, in the sky above the direction of Tiandan Valley.
Rumble—!!!
A bolt of Purple Firmament Divine Lightning, as thick as a mountain, tore through the vault of heaven. The entire Central Plains of the Xuanling Realm trembled violently at this moment.
Tiandan Valley was completely reduced to ashes...
Witnessing this, everyone's scalps went numb, and the hairs all over their bodies stood on end.
Was this the strength of a Red Dust Immortal? These Mahayana Stage cultivators, who usually held themselves high above others, were nothing more than ants that could be crushed at will before a Red Dust Immortal!
Too terrifying! This Immortal Lord Zhang was not only ridiculously strong, but his methods were also sinister and terrifying.
Everyone swallowed hard, then stepped forward one after another to bid farewell to Zhang Mingyuan and Wuchen.
Seeing this, Zhang Mingyuan even warmly tried to urge them to stay.
“Hey, don't be in such a hurry to leave! Those who are still here are all brothers. Why don't you stay and hang out for a bit?”
However, hearing Zhang Mingyuan speak, those few Mahayana cultivators ran even faster. They turned into streaks of light and vanished into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Mingyuan looked at the empty sky, his lips twitching. He turned to look at Wuchen. “Old Chen, why do they seem a bit afraid of me?”
Wuchen fell silent for a moment, then said, “What do you think?”
And so, the storm subsided.
Zhang Mingyuan, Wuchen, and Qingfeng returned to the main hall of Xuanhe Mountain.
The moment they entered the hall, Qingfeng fell to his knees with a thud and kowtowed deeply to Wuchen.
“Master, Qingfeng has made a mistake. I beg Master for punishment!”
Wuchen's face was grim. Without saying a word, he walked over to the main seat and sat down.
Qingfeng kept his head buried very low. The hall was as silent as a grave; one could hear a pin drop.
After a long time, Wuchen finally spoke slowly. “Qingfeng!”
“Your disciple is here!”
“What wrong did you commit?”
Qingfeng was taken aback.
Wuchen looked at him, his tone carrying a trace of disappointment at his lack of resolve.
“Did I only teach you the Dao of Alchemy on normal days?”
“Don't talk about causing trouble for me. When others bully you right to your face, of course I will strike back!”
“In the future, when you are outside, don't wear such a tearful face. If anyone bullies you again, you fight to the death!”
“If you die, I will avenge you; if you return after causing trouble, I will shoulder it for you!”
Qingfeng's eyes turned red. “Master!”
“Don't be like this!”
“Remember, at all times, do not lose the dignity of us alchemists. You may leave!”
“Your disciple shall obey your teachings!”
After Qingfeng left, Zhang Mingyuan casually found a chair to sit in. He crossed his legs and looked at Wuchen.
“Old Chen, your temper is really stubborn.”
“If I hadn't been here today, your beloved disciple would probably have lost his life already! When are you going to change?”
Wuchen snorted coldly. “The dignity of the Alchemy Emperor cannot be offended, and the majesty of Xuanhe Mountain cannot be touched.”
“...”
“Fine, pretend I didn't say anything.”
The hall fell silent for a moment.
Wuchen looked at Zhang Mingyuan's carefree manner, his eyes flickering slightly.
After a moment, he took a deep breath, stood up, and solemnly cupped his hands to Zhang Mingyuan.
“Zhang Mingyuan, about today's matter... thank you! I will certainly remember this favor!”
“Ah, we're buddies.”
Seeing this, Zhang Mingyuan casually waved his hand.
“Just refine the pills well for me. I've already cleansed and refined all the herbs!”
Immediately after, Zhang Mingyuan brought out a handful of herbs.
Wuchen stared blankly at the herbs in Zhang Mingyuan's arms.
As the Alchemy Emperor, he had refined pills for countless people and accepted many favors, witnessing all kinds of faces. But there had never been anyone like Zhang Mingyuan...
He clearly possessed the power to crush everything, yet he was willing to lower himself to apologize. He had clearly done him a massive favor, yet he didn't mention a single word of reward.
Mixed emotions surged in Wuchen's heart. He took a deep breath and collected the herbs from the table.
Then, with a wave of his hand, he once again put on his airs as the Alchemy Emperor. “Fine, you help this Emperor light the fire!”
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