Myth Beyond Heaven

Unknowingly, a week passed.

The Azure Ancient City was not calm this week, and there was only a single reason for it, which was the grand wedding between Wang Lin and Jiang Yingyue.

In everyone's eyes, both of them were a match made in heaven. One was a heavenly genius that hardly came by in ten thousand years, and another was the most beautiful in the Azure Ancient City.

The marriage between the true also represented a combination of the two behemoths, the Wang Clan and the Jiang Clan. Their strength would definitely surpass the Long Clan, and took the position under the nine palaces.

Under this notation, no matter if they were big factions or small factions, no matter if they received the invitations or not, they began to get busy, racking their brain juices to find various gifts that could satisfy the two clans.

The best would be a congratulatory gift that Wang Lin and Jiang Yingyue would pay attention to. For this, the auctions of various cities were packed in every session.

The moment some priceless treasures appeared in the Mystic Pavilion, the various big forces would swarm there at a moment's notice. And because of this, several fights were brought between huge and small factions.

The most enjoyable person was naturally Jiang Yingyue's fourth sister, Wu Qingcheng. During this period, her Mystic Pavilion earned tons of Profound Stones every day, to the point they had no space to store them.

"Ah, big sister. You are really my lucky star." Wu Qingcheng grinned after checking an income on a book.

Since the last time she saw Yun Lintian under Lin Yun's identity, she didn't return to the headquarter but chose to come to the Azure Ancient City instead.

Of course, a businesswoman like her didn't come here to rescue her big sister or something. She simply followed the smell of money, and her guess was on point. Compared to other cities, the Mystic Pavilion here had earned the most. After all, there were many wealthy forces around here.

"Young Miss, I heard that Miss Jiang is your senior sister. Are you really going to watch on the side?" A young maid with exquisite facial features asked curiously. Her name was Little Qiu.

"What can I do?" Wu Qingcheng shrugged. "Fighting is not my thing, to begin with. And I cannot use our pavilion's power to help her. Otherwise, we will lose the neutral status, and this will do harm more than profit."

A strange light flashed through her eyes as he said further. "Don't worry. There will be someone helping her. We just sit by and watch."

Little Qiu tilted her head slightly. Her eyes, full of wisdom, flickered slightly as if she had thought of something.

Just as she was about to say something, a servant suddenly walked into the room and made a report. "Young Miss, there's someone from the Weilan Clan here. He's their second young master, Weilan Fan. He wants to see you. How should we respond to this?"

"Weilan Fan?" Wu Qingcheng was surprised slightly, and then she understood the other party's purpose for coming here.

A sneer appeared on her beautiful face as she said. "Bring him to the reception room. I will be there in a while."

"Understood." The servant responded and quickly left.

"The Star Pavilion is surely working hard during this period." Little Qiu curled her lips. "And this Weilan Fan. Does he think he is an emperor or something?"

While speaking, a powerful aura gradually leaked out from her body. If someone was here, he or she would definitely look at Little Qiu in shock.

Who would have thought this fifteen-year-old-looking girl was actually a peak of the Divine Ascending Tribulation Realm expert!?

Wu Qingcheng tapped her finger on the table for a while and said. "Let's go. Let's meet this idiot."

Soon, both of them arrived at a reception room and saw Weilan Fan sipping tea leisurely.

When he saw them, he merely nodded his head. "You are here, Miss Wu."

Wu Qingcheng sat opposite him and asked. "What brings you here, Young Master Weilan?"

"I don't think you didn't know about my purpose in coming here." Weilan Fan put the teacup down and said. "I will be straight. I hope Miss Wu doesn't interfere with the upcoming event."

"Otherwise?" Wu Qingcheng smiled.

Weilan Fan smiled faintly. "Otherwise, don't blame me for not giving you a warning… Even if you are a daughter of Pavilion Lord Wu."

"Presumptuous!" Little Qiu's aura burst and pressed down on Weilan Fan.

Under the terrifying pressure, the smile on Weilan Fan's face didn't fade in the slightest. "Shouldn't you restrain your subordinate, Miss Wu?"

Wu Qingcheng spread her arms. "She's my father's person. I cannot control her."

"Hmph!" A cold snort suddenly resounded, accompanied by a powerful forcefield to envelop the entire room.

Little Qiu's face turned cold. She waved his hand, and the forcefield instantly burst apart, causing the expert behind Weilan Fan to groan painfully.

Wu Qingcheng curled her lips and looked at Weilan Fan in contempt. "I, Wu Qingcheng, always do whatever I wanted. Who are you to tell me what I should do? Moreover, you still have the audacity to threaten me here."

"I heard that the second young master of the Weilan Clan is smart. It seems you are only this much."

She turned to Little Qiu and said. "Break his limbs and throw him out."

Weilan Fan's expression changed drastically. "You!"

"You dare!" A furious roar echoed from the sky, and the entire pavilion was instantly covered with a terrifying aura.

Crackle!

However, Little Qiu didn't seem to care about it. She waved her hand, and Weilan Fan's limbs instantly twisted into exaggerated shapes.

"Arghhh!" Weilan Fan screamed painfully. His eyes were full of hatred as he stared at Wu Qingcheng as if he wanted to eat her alive.

Before coming here, he was confident that Wu Qingcheng wouldn't dare to do anything to him. After all, this was the Azure Ancient City. It was his clan's backyard.

Who would have thought that his clan's influence could not restrain her?