And Tempering An Unsullied Body - Chapter 452

452 A Change in Attitude

“You actually dare to injure my Zhan Clan’s disciple! ”

An elder could not help but shout when he saw this. A few of the Zhan Clan’s disciples at the side immediately moved their bodies to close in. However, the heavy pressure of the Mountain-back Array formation made them sweat profusely before they could even take a few steps, let alone step forward to fight.

If he were to fight in this state, he would probably be sending himself to his death.

“I’ve long heard that you’re quite accomplished in spirit arrays. Turns out it’s all true.”

Zhan Wushuang’s voice rang out slowly. He took a step forward slowly as if he was not affected by the Mountain-back Array formation at all. The moment his feet touched the ground, an invisible ripple of spiritual energy suddenly spread out. In the blink of an eye, it spread to the entire range of the Mountain-back Array.

!!
The next moment, a clear cracking sound was heard.

Then, the Mountain-back Array formation shattered, and the mountain-like pressure disappeared.

“As expected of a Great Saint. He’s extraordinary.” Gu Xi could not help but exclaim in admiration when she saw Zhan Wushuang destroying his spirit array so easily.

There was no sarcasm in his words, but admiration from the bottom of his heart.

Although there was only a one-word difference between the Saint and Great Saint, the difference between the two could be said to be like the difference between Heaven and earth, like a great chasm!

“Since that’s the case, then quickly hand over the spirit skill.”

Zhan Wushuang laughed and seemed to have suddenly recalled something as he continued, “For the sake of the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion, I’ll spare your life, but I’ll cripple your cultivation to prevent you from teaching the Divine Palm to others in the future.”

Hearing this, Gu Xi could not help but praise Zhan Wushuang again. However, this time, he was not praising Zhan Wushuang’s strength, but his methods.

Crippling a cultivator’s cultivation was worse than killing him!

“Zhan Clan Master, good move. But you’re just a little too confident.”

Gu Xi chuckled and immediately retracted his aura in front of everyone, as if he was ready to surrender.

“Quickly hand over the spirit skill!” Seeing that Gu Xi was showing signs of surrender, another person could not help but shout.

On the other hand, Zhan Wushuang squinted his eyes and was obviously suspicious of Gu Xi’s actions. However, he did not let his guard down and said, “Overconfident?”

Gu Xi nodded and asked in a serious tone, “Zhan Clan Master is really forgetful. Could it be that you’ve already forgotten how many people I came with? It was only a short while ago.”

The moment these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned. However, Zhan Wushuang quickly reacted and cursed in his heart. He turned his head to look at the spot where Little Nine was previously standing, only to discover that there was no one there.

“Zhan Clan Master, are you looking for her?”

At this moment, Gu Xi’s voice suddenly sounded.

Zhan Wushuang quickly turned his head and looked back, but he could not help but freeze.

Little Nine, who had disappeared, suddenly appeared beside Gu Xi. Not only that, but Zhan Hong was also her hostage!

“shit!” Zhan Wushuang cursed when he saw this.

It was clearly right under his eyes, how could such a thing happen?!

Zhan Wushuang calmed down quickly and started to estimate Little Nine’s strength. Based on the fact that she was able to do all this without anyone noticing, she was at least a Great Saint!

‘How can there be such a young Great Saint cultivator?’

Even though Zhan Wushuang’s heart was filled with doubts, he knew that this was not the time to ask about these things. Zhan Hong’s life was still in the hands of the two people in front of him, and he could not afford to be careless! One had to know that Zhan Hong was the number one of the Zhan Clan’s younger generation. If he were to die here, then their trip to the great tournament this time would be a huge loss!

“I wonder what this Young Lady wants?” After adjusting his state of mind, Zhan Wushuang forced out a friendly smile.

“What do you think?” Little Nine glanced at Zhan Wushuang indifferently and replied.

Upon hearing this, Zhan Wushuang felt a little awkward.

He was the one who went back on his word first, and now he was asking what others wanted.

“You b*tch, you don’t know what’s good for you. Let go of my Senior Brother Zhan Hong!”

At this moment, an angry voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.

The moment these words were spoken, the disciples of the Zhan Clan immediately responded in unison.

On the other hand, Zhan Wushuang’s expression turned ugly in an instant. He hurriedly shouted, “All of you, shut up!”

Wrapped in spiritual energy, this short sentence turned into a sound wave that fiercely impacted everyone’s ears and even their minds. Many people groaned and almost fell to the ground.

As soon as the Clan Master spoke, even though the disciples were extremely puzzled, they still obediently shut their mouths and did not say another word.

Zhan Wushuang heaved a sigh of relief and turned his gaze back to Little Nine and the unconscious Zhan Hong. Seeing that Little Nine did not hurt Zhan Hong, he let out a sigh of relief.

If the insults of these disciples caused Zhan Hong to suffer from irreversible injuries, and if it left behind a root of illness that might even cause him to be unable to cultivate in the future… He might as well be dead.

But just as he heaved a sigh of relief, Little Nine’s words made him worry again.

“It seems like this fellow isn’t that important to you.” As Little Nine spoke, a short dagger made of spiritual energy appeared out of thin air in her hands and was pressed against Zhan Hong’s neck.

At this stage, as long as she wanted to, she could end Zhan Hong’s life at any time. Even if Zhan Wushuang was determined to save him, he would not be able to make it in time.

“Miss, please wait. This matter is my fault. I hope you can show mercy and not drag Zhan Hong into it.”

Zhan Wushuang spoke with a sincere tone, afraid that Little Nine would get rid of Zhan Hong on impulse.

Upon hearing this, Gu Xi could not help but sneer and said with a look of disdain, “Old Dog, you’re really shameless. Even now, you still have the face to say such words.”

When they heard this form of address, many of the people present were furious. However, as it was difficult to predict whether Zhan Hong would survive or not, the group of people suppressed the urge to retort and remained silent.

On the other hand, Zhan Wushuang’s face twitched, but he did not have any other reaction.

“Little Friend Gu is right. Since things have come to this, I don’t think we need to be superficial anymore. We can discuss any conditions we have.”

Zhan Wushuang took in a deep breath and squeezed out an ugly smile.

It was the first time in his life that he had been so easily manipulated by a junior.