The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor
Chapter 570 - 569: The Cause

Chapter 570: Chapter 569: The Cause

Boom!

The moment He Li’an made his move, Ye Xuan pulled out his right hand from his pocket and threw a punch directly at He Li’an’s head, viciously smashing him to the ground with fierce power. He Li’an was knocked out instantly, blood flowing from his seven orifices.

"A whole lot of nonsense."

Ye Xuan casually shook his hand, his expression cold, and tucked it back into his pocket without giving He Li’an another glance, slowly walking away.

That scene left everyone around dumbfounded.

"He Li’an... was taken out by this guy with one punch?!"

"My heavens, what kind of monster is this guy? That He Li’an was a peak existence in the Longevity Realm!"

Many people wore expressions as if they had seen a ghost, watching Ye Xuan who was leaving with an air of ease, and they couldn’t believe their eyes.

"Just who exactly is this guy, and how can he be so strong?"

"Couldn’t he be a genius from some ancient hidden family that doesn’t usually appear in public?"

"That’s quite possible. There’s less than a month before the Hengduan Mountain opens. Those hidden families are probably getting restless."

Everyone was talking.

Not long after Ye Xuan left, the Ye Family’s guards arrived and carried He Li’an away from the scene.

If Ye Xuan hadn’t left, he would have recognized the leader of these Mo Family guards as Mo Long, the trusted aide of Mo Yunchui.

Soon, He Li’an was taken by Mo Long to a Divine Tower on Chunnan Mountain.

This Divine Tower was the resting place prepared by the Mo Family for visitors from the Medicine Pavilion.

"What happened?"

When He Li’an was brought in, the expression of people from the Medicine Pavilion in the Divine Tower darkened.

"Young friend He had a conflict at the Yingchun Pavilion and got hurt," said Mo Long with a slight bow.

"And your Mo Family does nothing?!" One of the young disciples from the Medicine Pavilion said with an ashen face.

The other young disciples from the Medicine Pavilion were also indignant.

Mo Long glanced at them and shifted his gaze to the elder, speaking slowly, "There’s an unwritten rule in every Heavenly Pride Festival that one must deal with their own troubles."

"Although this Heavenly Pride Festival is held by our Mo Family, this incident was caused by young friend He himself. If our Mo Family intervenes, it would be breaking the rules."

Upon hearing this, everyone felt choked with frustration, but they were helpless because what Mo Long said was indeed true.

The Heavenly Pride Festival is often held in various parts of the East Desolate.

Generally, it serves as a platform for the prodigies of the East Desolate to interact, and sparring is a common affair. It’s also quite normal for tempers to flare, and as long as no lives are lost, the host family generally does not interfere.

The Mo Family adhered to this as well.

"We can’t blame the Mo Family for this," the elder said, though his face was somewhat unsightly, he still spoke these fair words.

Mo Long gave a slight smile and bowed, "Elder Ping understands reason."

The elder nodded slightly and had He Li’an taken down.

"Do you have any further advice?" The elder frowned upon seeing that Mo Long had not left.

Even though he was aware of these rules, seeing his own disciple being beaten to such a state, he was somewhat displeased.

Mo Long bowed slightly and calmly said, "The Family Head instructed me to relay a message to Elder Ping: Mr. Ye is the savior of the Family Head. If Elder Ping has any discontent with Mr. Ye, you may seek out the Family Head."

"But if you continue to look for trouble with Mr. Ye..."

"Then the transactions between the Mo Family and the Medicine Pavilion will have to be handled by someone else in the future."

The elder’s pupils shrank slightly and his eyes narrowed as he stared at Mo Long, a terrifying pressure bursting forth from the elder.

It was like the awe of an imperial decree.

The Mo Family guards behind Mo Long watched the elder, who seemed incapable of even binding a chicken, with a sense of grave seriousness.

Sure enough, he was the renowned Elder known as Alchemist Ping Zhenyu. Such strength was truly frightening!

But Mo Long stood straight, remaining fearless, and said lightly, "I have delivered the message, farewell."

With that, Mo Long turned and left with his group.

The elder watched as Mo Long and his entourage departed, his expression slightly gloomy.

"Master, these people from the Mo Family are too arrogant and overbearing. Let’s just go back," said two of the Medicine Pavilion disciples beside him, their faces very unsightly as they looked to the elder.

"Shut up, what do you know?" the elder said sharply, with a cold huff.

The two disciples clammed up, not daring to interject further.

They all knew their master’s temperament well.

Their master was an elder of the Medicine Pavilion, hailed as Alchemist Ping Zhenyu, and was among the most powerful factions within the Pavilion.

But today, his prestige had clearly been brushed aside by the people from the Mo Family.

The elder, however, wasn’t dwelling on this, but was instead contemplating the words left by Mo Long.

He had received an important piece of news.

Mo Yunli had fallen from grace once again!

And clearly, Mo Yunchui had taken hold of the Mo Family once more.

Just upon arriving at Chunnan Mountain, he sensed that something was slightly amiss.

But he had never imagined it would turn out to be such a situation.

He had received information that Mo Yunli intended to recruit the individual who had eliminated Yun Chui’s Dao affliction, so upon his arrival, he planned to test what this person was capable of.

Thus, he sent his disciple He Li’an to the Heavenly Pride Festival to see if he could run into that individual.

Judging from the current situation, his disciple had indeed encountered him, and had been beaten miserably.

Next, Mo Long came with a warning from Yun Chui.

"Hmph!"

"What a Yun Chui!"

"I’ll remember this!"

The elder’s heart was filled with rage, enough to turn the armrest of his chair into powder with a shake of his hand.

But, even with the fury inside, the elder did not send anyone to trouble Ye Xuan again.

Now that the power within the Mo family had been seized once more by Yun Chui, and all dealings between the Mo family and the Medicine Pavilion were handled by him.

If this incident were to lead to the severance of their trade, the loss would be unthinkable for him.

After all, within the Medicine Pavilion, there were several factions; if he did not handle the situation well, people from other factions would be all too eager to witness this scene.

This requires an explanation.

The East Desolation Medicine Pavilion is recognized as the largest alchemist power throughout all of East Desolate.

Without any equals.

The elixirs produced by the Medicine Pavilion are absolutely top-notch.

Therefore, nearly eighty percent of the powers within East Desolate have trade relations with the Medicine Pavilion.

As an overlord of East Desolate, the Mo family was no exception.

The transactions between the two were also very vast, influencing every aspect of their business.

If severed, the consequences would be unbearable for Ping Zhenyu, the Alchemy Dragon Elder.

Ping Zhenyu’s initial thought was that it would be Mo Yunli in power, and he had an old friendship with Mo Yunli.

He naturally did not think that Mo Yunli would offend the Mo family just because he tested Ye Xuan.

But to his complete surprise, Yun Chui had returned to the position of Family Head.

Thus, the situation evolved into what it was now.

Almost ended up with a loss instead of a gain.

Ping Zhenyu was very aware of the temperament of the Eastern Desolate Demon Slaughter, knowing that if he provoked that fellow, he would certainly make good on his threats!

Ping Zhenyu had no choice but to swallow this insult.

"Master, go see your senior disciple," a disciple came running out at this moment, his face anxious.

Ping Zhenyu frowned and abruptly stood up, walking towards the inner chamber.

"Master."

The disciples caring for He Li’an saluted Ping Zhenyu and respectfully stood to one side.

Ping Zhenyu approached He Li’an’s bedside and reached out to probe the center of his forehead.

The next moment, a terrifying aura erupted from Ping Zhenyu’s body, soaring into the skies above the Divine Tower, and stirring a formidable howl in the void that shook the entirety of Chunnan Mountain.

"What’s going on?! What happened!?"

The many powerful figures of Chunnan Mountain all felt that terrifying aura and cast their eyes towards Ping Zhenyu’s Divine Tower.

But the aura came quickly and left just as swiftly; many didn’t even grasp what had happened before it had vanished.

"Mas... Master..."

Inside the Divine Tower, a group of disciples was frightened to a deathly pallor, looking at the stern-faced Ping Zhenyu, their hearts filled with alarm.

They had never seen their master this furiously enraged before.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Ping Zhenyu uttered three ’goods’ in a row, his anger turning to laughter; "Good one, Mister Ye, able to eliminate the Dao affliction!"

Originally, he had no further plans to trouble Ye Xuan, but after examining his own disciple He Li’an’s condition, he was now entirely possessed by the intent to kill.

In his examination, he found that He Li’an’s Life Palace had been directly shattered, both Yin God and Yang God shaken from their bodies, scattered between heaven and earth.

With injuries so severe, it would take at least a couple hundred years to recover.

This was essentially a declaration of being half-crippled.

"Yun Chui, this deal can be broken off; don’t even think about having another transaction with the Medicine Pavilion!"

Ping Zhenyu roared angrily, his voice spreading throughout Chunnan Mountain, striking the Mo Family Divine City.

Heard across a million miles.

By everyone!

(ps: It seems that everyone doesn’t like updates Chapter by Chapter, so old ghost will post one Chapter for now, and will release the rest after writing is finished, probably very late, so don’t wait up, just check back tomorrow morning.)