Chapter 532: Chapter 522: The Right Medicine for the Wrong Person

Amidst the continuous wails and screams of Wu Bu, Crown Prince Ying Xiu abruptly rose from his seat in anger.

Su Jing and Yin Baishuang simultaneously looked up with cold eyes.

Ying Xiu, who had stood up, suddenly stiffened, feeling the icy stares from the two gradually turn into tangible pressure. He stared blankly at them, his words frozen in his throat, a bitterness incessantly sprouting deep within him.

Eventually, he sat back down slowly, with a sense of deflation and helplessness, saying nothing.

The unexpected turn of events plunged the hall into a prolonged silence.

Marquis Changming, with a Sky Sea Sword, looked towards the stage without changing his expression, where Lady Qing Xuan, with her head lowered, leisurely savored her wine as if oblivious to the sudden intrusion of the City Lord’s challenge by the two women.

Marquis Changming, somewhat unable to comprehend her attitude of standing by, frowned slightly and said in a low voice, “These two ladies suddenly acted and injured someone, breaking the rules of Xianling City, not to mention that this gentleman from Wu Bu is also a disciple of the Heavenly Seal Sword Sect. The Heavenly Seal Sword Master himself is present among us, and their act of injuring a person and destroying an artifact… isn’t it a bit excessive?”

The destroyed was a promising seedling of Tianxi and a precious Immortal Artifact. Such overtly aggressive behavior would probably not be left unaddressed by the Heavenly Seal Sword Master.

He shifted his gaze lightly towards the Heavenly Seal Sword Master and bowed, “May I ask the Sword Master if you have an opinion on today’s events?”

The Heavenly Seal Sword Master placidly lifted his eyelids, his gaze fixed firmly, sending an inexplicably chilling pressure.

He merely gave Marquis Changming a glance before withdrawing his gaze, then took out a box of jade ointment from his sleeve and placed it on Su Guanhai’s table.

He said expressionlessly, “Regarding today’s events… it was my fault. For injuries caused by the edge of Lei Wu’s Divine Spear, this medicine is most effective.”

A murmur of surprise arose from the crowd.

Marquis Changming’s face turned rigid as if he had misheard.

In their lifetime, when had they ever heard the Sword Master admit his mistake? Even more so now when his brilliant disciple had been crippled and the Divine Spear Lei Wu destroyed — it seemed clear that the Sword Master had suffered a great loss.

Su Guanhai immediately recognized the jade box contained an extremely precious spiritual medicine from the Heavenly Seal Sword Sect’s secret treasury.

His gaze flickered, and he smiled, “I remember Brother Yu has cultivated the Lei Wu Divine Spear with Daoist charm for over a thousand years, what we have destroyed today is indeed quite…”

“Good that it’s destroyed,” Sword Master Yu calmly closed his eyes, as if the Divine Spear Lei Wu was nothing more than a trivial trinket to be easily discarded.

A gust of wind swept by, and before Su Guanhai could put away the ointment, it exploded with a bang. The cold liquid suddenly shattered, sprinkling and splashing all over the table.

Su Jing stood against the light, her robes billowing with the force of the wind, tipped with fresh blood on her fingers.

The light of the Luminous Glass Lamp cast a vague halo on her cheek, her facial expression unclear.

One could only hear her cold laugh, “Good intentions at the wrong time. No matter how precious the spiritual medicine, given at the wrong time to the wrong person, what wound can it heal? Sword Master, your generosity… Jing cannot accept.”

Sword Master Yu’s complexion abruptly turned pale as a surge of extreme bitterness welled up in his throat. The old scars beneath his cold and indifferent exterior seemed to be pricked open by an invisible blade, causing a numbing pain throughout his limbs.

His breathing became markedly rapid and heavy. Yun Rong, seated beside him, saw this and could not help but frown repeatedly, “Sect Master…”

Sword Master Yu raised his hand to stop her and shook his head, choosing to remain silent.

Lady Qing Xuan, presiding at the head of the table, raised her hand, summoning two attendants, “Wu Bu from the Heavenly Seal Sword Sect has been defeated. Is there anyone else willing to challenge?”

The two attendants quickly took away the grievously injured, blood-spitting Wu Bu for treatment.

The audience exchanged anxious glances, thinking to themselves, the challenge could be fought like this?

A Daoist from the Wandao Immortal Alliance stood up and respectfully said, “Lady Qing Xuan, the judgment of this victory seems somewhat unfair. Since it is a challenge, the City Lord should personally defeat the young man for it to count.”

Qing Xuan slightly raised her eyebrows, “As the keeper of the Tianxi, I would never misjudge matters of Xianling without reason.”

She glanced at the young Daoist with a faint smile, her tone calm yet undeniably commanding, “If you cannot even discern the outcome of the battle just now, it only means that if you were to challenge, it would merely be a waste of an Immortal Artifact.”

The Daoist’s face reddened. Qing Xuan, the Kunlun female immortal, spoke so clearly. He guessed that the battle just now was far from as simple as it seemed on the surface. He slowly sat back down, too embarrassed to speak out of turn.

Beiqing Tingjun Tai Sui looked thoughtfully at Baili An. While he had no desire to waste an Immortal Artifact to issue a challenge, he was very curious. In the fierce battle that just transpired, facing the Thorny Thunder Cage emanating from the Divine Spear Lei Wu infused with Daoqing’s Sword Qi, how had this young man managed to turn defeat into victory?

He was not like Su Jing or Yin Baishuang. Merely being at the Sea Expansion Realm, could he really perform miracles?

Beiqing Tingjun Tai Sui, who always calculated his actions, did not impulsively ask questions like the Daoist.

He knew that among those present, the Heavenly Seal Sword Master, the most law-abiding and authoritative figure, took each battle extremely seriously.

If Lady Qing Xuan were truly biased towards the new City Lord, he would not remain silent and impassive.

Realizing this, Beiqing Tingjun felt a subtle shock. He thought to himself that the new City Lord chosen by the empress for the first time might signify something entirely different from the previous Lords of Xianling.

With that thought, he involuntarily glanced at Lady Qing Xuan and his lips curved into a slight smile.

Tonight’s challenge… was probably just the lady’s intention to gather Immortal Artifacts for the new City Lord.

After all, Marquis Changming’s Qingtian Mirror now danced within the new City Lord’s sleeves.

Indeed, the banquet tonight… left people speechless.

Lady Qing Xuan’s gaze shifted again with a hint of a smile to Marquis Changming, “It is said that Marquis Changming’s Sky Sea Sword has successfully developed an Artifact Spirit fifteen years ago. Today might be a good opportunity to display your Immortal Artifact’s brilliance.”

Marquis Changming, who had shown no change in demeanor despite losing the Qingtian Mirror, now seemed to sweat from his forehead due to Qing Xuan’s words. With a low laugh, he hurriedly replied, “Lady Qing Xuan flatters me. In front of you, my humble Sky Sea Sword dares not disgrace itself.”

Qing Xuan showed a hint of regret but did not insist.

The banquet was more than halfway through.

Most of the people in the hall were unaware that it was Lei Wu’s Divine Spear with its Thorny Thunder Cage that had drawn out Su and Yin. Seeing how the Innate Thunder Body prodigy had met such an end, who else would dare to step forward and challenge?

Better to quietly bow their heads and eat their meal.

Yin Baishuang frowned slightly, looking down at the dead vine wrapped around Su Jing’s wrist, “Have you not yet severed this vine?”

Su Jing replied coldly, “What does it have to do with you?”