Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny
Chapter 1417 - 1414: Wow... Such Beautiful Fireworks! (4th Update)

Chapter 1417: Chapter 1414: Wow... Such Beautiful Fireworks! (4th Update)

The discussions almost seemed to lift the banquet hall’s ceiling.

Yet, Xue An remained completely unmoved, quietly watching Wei Qingxiao.

Wei Qingxiao’s expression shifted repeatedly.

To be honest, this thought had indeed crossed Wei Qingxiao’s mind.

But this wasn’t the Central Ghost Realm—it was the depths of the Ghost Realm.

This journey was meant to escape family pressure, so she had only brought along a small entourage.

On the other hand, the other side represented nearly all the powerful aristocrats in the Ghost Realm’s depths.

This disparity in strength made such an idea appear naïve and laughably absurd.

Thus, Wei Qingxiao had no choice but to leave in defeat.

Now, hearing Xue An’s words, countless thoughts flashed through Wei Qingxiao’s mind.

Who is he?

Why would he say this?

What is his goal?

These tangled thoughts left Wei Qingxiao speechless.

Xue An, as if able to see through her mind, said calmly, "There’s no need to speculate about my identity. I only ask you one question—do you want to change this outcome?"

Almost instinctively, Wei Qingxiao nodded, "Of course I do, but so what? Do you really think you can help me achieve that?"

Her tone was laced with heavy sarcasm.

Xue An smiled, "Alright then! I’ll help you make it happen!"

At that moment, many in the banquet hall burst into laughter out of sheer anger.

"Someone drag this nonsensical fool out and execute him! Spare us the stain on these premises!" a Luo Family elder demanded coldly.

In an instant, over a dozen guards surged forward, intent on acting.

But before they could even approach, Luo Jian stepped forward, blocking them all.

"Let me see who dares to move!"

Hiss!

The crowd collectively gasped in shock.

What was going on?

Why was the Luo Family’s Seventh Young Master standing up for this audacious man?

Luo Qifeng roared in fury, "Seventh Brother, what do you think you’re doing? Are you rebelling?"

At this point, Luo Jian had already steeled his resolve. "That’s right, I am rebelling!"

Many were left dumbfounded by this turn of events.

The Luo Family Head, Luo Gaoyang, erupted with rage. "You ungrateful brat! Seize this traitor at once!"

The guards hesitated.

At the same time, Ren Tianqi also stepped forward, standing beside Luo Jian.

"Seventh Young Master, don’t forget you have me as well!" Ren Tianqi said with a smile.

From within the crowd, the Ren Family Head, Ren Xiong, froze for a moment before letting out a furious roar, "Ren Tianqi, what do you think you’re doing?"

Ren Tianqi sneered, "What am I doing? Dear father, do you really need to ask? Naturally, I’m rebelling too!"

Boom!

The crowd erupted into chaos!

No one could make sense of what was happening.

Right then, Luo Xuan suddenly leapt up, pointing at Luo Jingting, who stood behind Xue An, and began to curse.

"It’s you, you wretched thing, isn’t it? I knew we should never have taken you in. As expected, a bastard will always be a bastard! How dare you go against the Luo Family!"

The words were harsh and vile.

Luo Jingting’s face turned deathly pale—not because of the venom in Luo Xuan’s words, but because they confirmed a harsh truth.

She truly wasn’t part of the Luo Family!

Everything had been a lie!

So, she really was just an unwanted bastard child!

These thoughts surged through her mind, and the overwhelming sorrow made Luo Jingting nearly collapse.

Xue An sighed lightly. "Don’t be sad. This is their mistake, not yours. Understand?"

Hearing Xue An’s words, Luo Jingting composed herself with great effort and nodded firmly.

Xue An then smiled and said, "Besides, knowing your origins is enough. As for the Luo Family? They’re irrelevant. Because once they’re all dead... they’ll all be yours!"

These words were wildly arrogant.

At least that’s how the Luo Family perceived them.

Luo Xuan let out a shrill laugh. "How ridiculous! At death’s door, and you’re still spouting such nonsense? Do you really think Luo Jian alone can save you?"

Before she could finish, Luo Xuan’s entire body suddenly floated into the air. In a breath’s time, the space around her collapsed inward, crushing her physical form and condensing her into a grotesque ball of flesh.

It happened so fast. In just a breath’s time, Luo Xuan, who had been ranting moments ago, was reduced to a bloody lump, quietly hovering in midair.

Such a brutal and gruesome display left the entire audience horrified.

Luo Qifeng roared in anguish, "Little Sister!"

Then, pointing hysterically at Xue An, he screamed, "Kill him! Make him pay in blood!"

Boom!

By now, everyone understood that this was no longer a simple aristocratic feud but a full-blown battle to the death. They quickly backed away.

At almost the exact same moment, countless Luo Family guards emerged from hidden corners, launching a coordinated attack on Xue An.

The dazzling lights filled the air, forming a violent, menacing tableau.

Luo Jian and Ren Tianqi’s expressions changed drastically.

Only Xue An remained seated, turning to the furrow-browed Wei Qingxiao. "See? I’m already helping you fulfill your wish."

As he spoke, the flurry of attacks descended close.

The Ghost Race’s attacks were notoriously unpredictable and bizarre, and these Luo Family guards were masters of coordinated strikes. This particular assault was especially fierce and deadly.

Even Wei Qingxiao admitted she’d have to retreat under such an attack.

But Xue An didn’t even glance at the incoming onslaught. Instead, he casually waved his hand.

Countless sword beams materialized out of thin air, slicing through like dragons weaving their tails.

In mere moments, the advancing guards froze mid-step before shattering into pieces.

The cold Sword Qi eradicated even their souls, leaving no trace behind.

The devastating simplicity of the strike left everyone in shock.

Even Luo Xuan, who had barely managed to reconstruct her Ghost Race body, was filled with dread.

As for Luo Jian and Ren Tianqi, their eyes nearly popped out of their heads.

They had expected a victory, but one won at great cost. Never had they imagined such a resolution—swift, clean, and without effort.

But the person most shaken was Wei Qingxiao.

She had never imagined such an outcome, staring dumbfounded at the scene.

On the other hand, Wei Haocang clapped with childlike glee.

"Wow... such beautiful fireworks!"

He had mistaken the sword beams for fireworks.

Seeing the silly grin on Wei Haocang’s face, Xue An’s expression softened with a trace of tenderness. "Would you like to see more?"

"Yes! Yes!" Wei Haocang nodded eagerly.

Xue An smiled, then waved his hand again.

Above the banquet hall, countless sword beams appeared once more, descending to hover just above everyone’s throats.

"Don’t move!"

But there was no need for his warning—the chilling Sword Intent emanating from the blades had frozen everyone in place, rendering them immobilized.

Even Luo Gaoyang, who had been preparing to take action himself in rage, instantly cooled his temper.

Xue An chuckled, "Now isn’t this better? Everyone calm and civilized, talking things over instead of yelling and shouting—it’s much less annoying!"

No one dared to speak, not even to nod.

Who would dare risk provoking the Sword Qi hovering at their throats?

Thus, everyone remained frozen, faces grim, like lifeless statues.

Xue An’s smile widened. "Good, very obedient!"

He then turned to the utterly bewildered Wei Qingxiao. "So, shall we kill them?"