BXBX NOVEL Chapter 111 Blessings
Chapter 111 Blessings
"Impudent!" Elder Xiawen roared. "You dare threatened me? Do you want to see what I am capable of young man?"
Mo Li snorted in response. "If anyone should compensate. It is you. If Xiawen Dong didn’t enter the tent, Yu’er’s tent should still be fine now." Mo Li shamelessly said. Hearing this, the Sect Master’s upper lip twitch. He eyed the man wearing black. His sources said that this man saved the Sect Master of the Eight Palms Sect before and that was the reason why he became an elder.
Meaning, this Mo Li didn’t achieve his position because he was strong. A sneer escaped his lips as he sent his spiritual sense, trying to see what was Mo Li’s real strength. After a while, the Sect Master withdrew his senses. It seemed that he was right. This man was only a little stronger than Fang Yu. Compared to the Sect Master of the Frozen Wraith Sect, this strength was nothing but an ant. "My nephew saved Elder Fang. If he didn’t enter the tent, then Elder Fang would have been the one to suffer." Sect Master Xiawen said. "I am sure this fact, warrants some compensation, no?"
"What compensation?" Fang Yu asked.
"The fact that Dong’er saved you means... your life already belonged to him." Even if this Fang Yu was no longer pure, her space magic was still strong. Aside from this, they needed her skills for the upcoming war.
Fang Yu laughed coldly. "What kind of twisted logic was this?" she asked.
"That is only logical." Xiawen Dong’s father said as a smile slithered on his face. They have already decided to capture this woman. No matter what, Fang Yu needed to become a member of their Frozen Wraith Sect!
However, this smile didn’t last too long when the two felt a heavy presence come towards them. The Xiawen brothers face immediately turned ugly.
"Hahaha... you fool." The sound of Sect Master Jiang’s voice echoed. "You think you can force my disciple to marry that piece of trash?�� a sneer escaped his words as he walked inside the tent. Unlike the two old men, Sect Master Jiang was wearing a blue robe, his usually tragic hair was neatly kept behind him.
"Sect Master Jiang..." the Sect Master of the Frozen Wraith Sect dragged the words before he gritted his teeth. Clearly, their spies told him that this old man would not come today. Why was he here now?
"Hmp!" Sect Master Jiang ignored the two men. Instead, he started glaring at Mo Li. This man... This man really dared to seduce his dear disciple! Originally, he was not planning to come here as he was sure that Fang Yu could handle that pest Xiawen Dong. However, when he heard about the rumors of Fang Yu and Mo Li together... his decision immediately changed.
"We are leaving!" Sect Master Jiang couldn’t wait to talk to Mo Li and Fang Yu. "Follow me." He didn’t give another glance towards Sect Master Xiawen and his brother as he left with Mo Li and Fang Yu in tow.
"Halt!" Elder Xiawen shouted. However, before he could take a step towards them, he felt a dull pain on his throat. His eyes widened when he noticed that sharp Qi that was directed towards his throat. One more and his head will forever leave his neck! "You— "Elder Xiawen felt his whole body trembled from the suffocating Qi that Sect Master Jiang sent. Sect Master Jiang is already stronger than the Sect Master of the Frozen Wraith Sect? This...
Instead of helping his brother out, Sect Master Xiawen just clenched his jaws and watched as the trio left the tent. Soon after the sharp Qi left Elder Xiawen’s body. He immediately fell back on his seat, sweat trickling down his forehead. "Brother... Sect Master Jiang is..."
"I know!" Narrowing his eyes, Sect Master Xiawen hissed. "That man... someone must have helped him advanced!" He could only grit his teeth. "We need to leave this place now." He was already planning to ask some help from the Devil race about this matter. They needed to kill that old man if they wanted to get Fang Yu!
....
Meanwhile, Fang Yu had her head lowered, so low her neck started aching. "Master..." she said meekly.
"Explain yourselves!" Sect Master Jiang was clearly not happy. "Since when did you two... Ah...." The old man drank his tea, noisily. "You two...." This was really a surprise to him. He looked at Mo Li’s unaffected face. "You— Do you like my Yu’er?" This child, Fang Yu was already like a daughter to him. He practically taught her anything and just like that, this Handsome Mo Li didn’t even ask his permission before touching his precious daughter!
"Yes, Sect Master."
"You— You— Raise your head!" He ordered Fang Yu.
"Master..."
"Did this man force you into doing something? Tell me!"
Fang Yu fought the urge to laugh. Isn’t she the one who used Mo Li for her scheme? Moreover, following the logic of savings one’s life, her life should belong to Mo Li after he saved her all those years ago. "No, Sect Master."
"Then... you two..."
"Sect Master please bestow your blessings. I want to marry Fang Yu." Mo Li’s words were clear. "I want to do it as soon as possible. If we could do the marriage ceremony today, then that would be better." For some reason, Mo Li had an ominous feeling about weddings. His instinct was telling him that he should marry this woman today or he would regret it.
"My Yu’er deserves the best wedding ceremony!" Of course, the Sect Master didn’t agree. How could he let this brute just take his disciple without proper ceremony and celebrations?
"Sect Master..." Fang Yu suddenly said. "I think Elder Mo’s words were reasonable. After all, everyone in the mountain already know what happened the other night. We could do the ceremony now and just do the celebration after the potioneering competition."
The Sect Master looked at Fang Yu, his gaze extremely complicated. "Do you really like this man?" he wanted to make sure that Mo Li didn’t force Fang Yu. After all, Mo Li is clearly stronger than his precious disciple.
Fang Yu met the old man’s eyes as she nodded. Like? Maybe not. She wasn’t sure. But a marriage with the master of the Villain does not really sound so bad.
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