"Get lost — this is none of your business!"
In the next instant, Sun Yunxiu was once again standing before
Her words were fierce, but there wasn't the slightest trace of killing intent in her eyes. If anything, her aura was weaker than before — all bark and no bite.
She clearly had no intention of actually killing Yang Kai. She was simply trying to leverage her overwhelming cultivation to force him into telling the truth.
Yang Kai saw through her inner turmoil at a glance. He didn't resist in the slightest, letting her hold him up as he sneered, "Go ahead. Why aren't you doing it?"
Sun Yunxiu's silver teeth clenched with an audible grind, yet she showed absolutely no sign of actually following through, merely staring at Yang Kai with stubborn defiance.
Yang Kai raised his hand and slapped her across the face, roaring, "Open your damn eyes and look closely — what is this?!"
Caught completely off guard, with her mind in disarray, Sun Yunxiu actually took the full force of the slap. She stumbled backward from the impact.
The surrounding women gasped in horror, cold sweat beading on every forehead.
Among all the Martial Sisters, Sun Yunxiu had the fiercest and most severe temper. Her cultivation had reached the second level of the Emperor Realm, which was precisely why she was qualified to serve as Grand Elder of
How could this possibly end well? Everyone could already picture the miserable fate awaiting Yang Kai — torn limb from limb by Sun Yunxiu.
Even An Ruoyun's expression shifted, her mind racing to figure out how to calm her Second Martial Sister's anger and spare Yang Kai's life. Regardless of what had driven Yang Kai to be so audacious as to strike a second-level Emperor Realm expert, the fact that he had come to rescue Zi Yu from her suffering was enough for An Ruoyun to ensure he wasn't killed.
But contrary to everyone's expectations, Sun Yunxiu didn't erupt after being slapped. Instead, she froze, reached up to touch her cheek in bewilderment, and then — there was something in her hand.
It was a token. A token that many of them found familiar. A token that hadn't appeared in three thousand years!
"Ancestral Master's Token!" Sun Yunxiu stared blankly at the token in her hand, gazing at the large character "Yun" inscribed upon it. Tears blurred her vision in an instant.
"What?" An Ruoyun's face changed dramatically, and she rushed over immediately.
"Eldest Martial Sister, the Ancestral Master's Token… it's the Ancestral Master's Token!" Sun Yunxiu wept like rain on pear blossoms, yet a smile broke across her face. She held the token out to An Ruoyun with both hands, presenting it like a treasured offering.
The fact that Yang Kai had just slapped her seemed to have been completely forgotten in the blink of an eye.
In this moment, none of the dignity befitting a second-level Emperor Realm powerhouse remained. She looked exactly like a young girl who had finally found something she had long dreamed of.
An Ruoyun's delicate body trembled violently as she took the token from Sun Yunxiu's hands. Feeling the familiar aura and scent emanating from it, she too was overcome with emotion, her eyes reddening instantly.
The other Ice Heart Valley Emperor Realm cultivators gathered around as well, staring at the token in a daze, their breathing growing rapid — as though witnessing the most impossible thing imaginable.
On the other side, Yao Zhuo's heart sank the moment he heard the words "Ancestral Master's Token." The reason the Wenqing Sect had been able to suppress Ice Heart Valley was precisely because their Founding Ancestor had vanished three thousand years ago. A supreme powerhouse like
Many believed she had encountered some great danger and perished long ago.
An Ice Heart Valley without Bing Yun was a tiger without its teeth — the Wenqing Sect could bully it at will.
But now, an Ancestral Master's Token of Ice Heart Valley had suddenly appeared here. Did this mean Bing Yun hadn't perished, but had been living in seclusion somewhere all along? If so, Ice Heart Valley's strength would be comparable to the Wenqing Sect's, and whether the marriage between
The young master of the Wenqing Sect was to be wed in just two days. The news had already spread across the entire Northern Region, invitations had been sent, and numerous powerful experts had gathered in Ice Wheel City, waiting for the ceremony in Ice Heart Valley in two days' time. If it couldn't be held on schedule, the Wenqing Sect would lose face in the most spectacular fashion imaginable.
And the root cause of all this trouble was, without question, this young man who had appeared out of nowhere.
If he hadn't produced this so-called Ancestral Master's Token, none of this mess would have arisen.
At the thought, Yao Zhuo no longer cared about having Feng Xi personally kill Yang Kai to eliminate some inner demon. The priority now was to get rid of Yang Kai as soon as possible — and then tonight, have Feng Xi and Zi Yu consummate the marriage. That way, even if Bing Yun truly returned, nothing could be done about it. With that in mind, he bellowed, "The boy is spouting nonsense! Wherever he found that token, he dares use it to impersonate an Ancestral Master's Token? Don't be deceived by him, everyone. If your sect's Founding Ancestor were truly still in this world, she would come in person — why would she send a mere Dao Source Realm brat?"