Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The Abbot of the Medicine King Sect recounted the unusual occurrences he had secretly observed in recent days.

Currently, in the capital city, not only are the Holy Gates of Zhongzhou present, but it seems that people from other major forces are also lurking.

"What kind of secret is hidden within this? Are the forces behind these people connected to the national war between Xilin and Great Zhou?"

The experts from various forces fell into contemplation.

According to the clues they had already obtained.

The forces behind those people lurking in the capital of Great Zhou recently are very likely the promoters and supporters of Xilin's sweep across various countries.

Gathering in the capital at this time, their purpose is probably not just to target Jun Wu Xie.

What exactly is there in this capital city that is worth them spending so much effort on?

"It seems we have to stay in Great Zhou for a while longer. I want to see what those people are going to do."

The experts from various forces looked at each other and almost unanimously made the same decision.

"In the current complex situation, Wu Xie's origin is severely depleted, which is not a good thing. If it were anyone else, such depletion of origin would either kill them or cripple them. Even if Wu Xie's physical body is strong and his vitality far exceeds imagination, he would probably suffer hidden ailments and it would take a long time to recover."

They looked at Jun Wu Xie's room, and they couldn't help but feel worried for him.

Their sects had made a decision to befriend Jun Wu Xie, precisely because they valued his growth potential.

In this golden age, every force and every martial artist will usher in opportunities, but also have to withstand the impact of this prosperous torrent.

Only those who can stand firm in the prosperous age and move forward against the wind and waves will usher in transformation and reach a higher level.

Those who cannot withstand the torrent of the prosperous age can only move towards decline and fall!

This has been the case since ancient times, and it has become a law.

In this long river of years, how many inheritances have emerged and flourished in the torrent, and how many powerful inheritances have been destroyed in the torrent.

Naturally, they wanted Jun Wu Xie to be well and did not want anything to happen to him.

But now it seems that the situation is not good.

They sat quietly in the courtyard all night until the next morning.

Ling Fei came out.

"How is Wu Xie's condition?"

They were all a little nervous.

"The young master's body has recovered a lot, and he has now woken up, but he has suffered an origin injury, which may be difficult to repair in a short time..."

Ling Fei sighed. Jun Wu Xie's condition was too bad this time, and even with his vitality, he could not fully recover.

"What can be done? Even a slight origin injury seems not to be fatal, but it has a great impact on martial artists, even affecting their growth potential and combat strength!"

Su Ji frowned. He couldn't help but wonder if it was worth Jun Wu Xie paying such a price to save Su Lan.

Although Su Lan was a disciple of his Medicine King Sect, the price was too high.

For a person with unlimited potential in the future to risk ruining his future to save someone whose aptitude can only be considered good, it is very uneconomical rationally.

"Thank you for your concern. A slight origin injury cannot cause too much impact on me, cough! Cough cough..."

Jun Wu Xie's energetic voice came from inside the house, followed by a few coughs.

Inside the house, in the wooden tub, Jun Wu Xie covered his mouth with one hand, and a faint trace of golden blood overflowed from between his fingers.

He opened his palm and looked at it, then evaporated the blood.

"Wu Xie, you have too many concerns in your heart."

Yue Yao accompanied him beside the wooden tub, sighing softly.

"Always adhering to my original heart, not changing my state of mind or diluting my emotions due to cultivation, this is my way of cultivation, my martial path. Yao'er, you should understand me the most."

"Yao'er understands you, this is your advantage, but for the enemy, it is a means for them to deal with you."

"No one is perfect, it's just that everyone chooses a different path. Those who dilute their emotions for ambition, thinking that being cold-blooded will have no weaknesses, are not. Cold-blooded people in the world only have exchanges of interests, and there are no like-minded people. The people around them gather for the sake of interests. Once there is a slight conflict of interest, they will collapse and turn against each other."

"Yes, no matter what choice Wu Xie makes, or what path he takes, Yao'er will always support you. You said that no one is perfect, but in Yao'er's heart, you are the eternal perfection in this world..."

"I'm not as good as you said." Jun Wu Xie sighed and said, "I have you, but I still provoke Yin Lan, and even have an unclear relationship with Yan Qingcheng..."

Yue Yao smiled and shook her head, saying, "Cultivators have a very long life. In your growth process, how could there be only Yao'er alone? You will always meet different people at different stages, either to help you in your cultivation or to give you spiritual comfort."

"If every stop in life can see beautiful scenery, it is also a blessing. If those sceneries can only be left in memory, it is always a pity. If you can keep those sceneries in front of you forever, that is the perfect life."

"But Yao'er can only appreciate one scene in her life, but I..."

"No, Yao'er is just the scenery, and Wu Xie is the one who appreciates the scenery. If Yao'er is a flower, Wu Xie is the tree. Without you, the flower will wither and fall, so Yao'er only blooms for you."

Jun Wu Xie was silent, Yue Yao's gentleness, consideration, and tolerance made his heart melt.

To have such a woman is truly a blessing in life.

After a long time, his heart calmed down.

Then he called the Abbot of the Medicine King Sect and asked about the cause of Su Lan's injury.

The Abbot knew that he would not give up if he did not get an answer, so he had no choice but to tell him everything he knew.

"Holy Gate True Disciple!"

Jun Wu Xie's eyes twitched fiercely, and the image of the young man hugging Mu Yang Qingya in the Third Prince's secret room and publicly rubbing Mu Yang Qingya's chest appeared in his mind.

"Young Master Jun, their purpose is obvious: to anger you and provoke you to take action. I'm afraid they want to test your strength and collect your combat information in order to better deal with you. You must not be fooled!"

Jun Wu Xie nodded without speaking.

The Abbot of the Medicine King Sect took a deep look at him and left the house.

Jun Wu Xie's eyes were cold. Is it that Yan Linbo?

Want to anger him?

I have to say, Yan Linbo succeeded!

He took a deep breath, suppressed the boiling killing intent in his heart, poured some Spring of Life into the water, and quickly absorbed the power of life to repair his body.

At the same time.

Great Zhou Capital, there was an uproar, and people were watching the scene projected by the rune memory stone in the air, watching the man in Xuan Huang brocade clothes hugging the Mu Yang family's daughter and standing in the air.

"What is a disciple of the Military Saint! This time is just to teach him a lesson, next time, it won't be so cheap!"

Yan Linbo stood in the sky above the capital, playing with Mu Yang Qingya with one hand, and said loudly: "You Great Zhou martial artists seem to admire Jun Wu Xie very much? Your Great Zhou legend, Ji Yinlan, is said to be Jun Wu Xie's woman? Well, in the future, this young master will take all the women around him as slaves, hahaha!"

"This young master will beat the women around him half to death, and that Jun won't dare to say a word. What disciple of the Military Saint, a Xingchen realm ant, this young master can kill with a flip of his hand!"

"Well, speaking of your Great Zhou, other things are second-rate, but the women are not bad!" Yan Linbo looked at Mu Yang Qingya and said, "Ya slave, is that right?"

"What the master said is right."

After Mu Yang Qingya finished speaking, she stuck her butt out in front of Yan Linbo.

Yan Linbo laughed loudly, slapped Mu Yang Qingya's butt, causing her to let out a delicate moan that was both painful and enjoyable.

The people in the city gritted their teeth as they watched.

How could that Mu Yang Qingya be so cheap!

Someone's blood surged, and he roared: "Mu Yang Qingya, you are really a bitch, embarrassing my Great Zhou!"

"Ant, how dare you be noisy?"

Yan Linbo waved his hand, and a ball of flame instantly enveloped the man, and a scream was heard immediately.

Watching the man struggle in the flames, Yan Linbo and Mu Yang Qingya laughed.

"How dare you ants be presumptuous in front of this young master? Let your Great Zhou's strongest Jun Wu Xie come out and see how this young master suppresses him with one hand, hahaha!"

After he finished speaking, he hugged Mu Yang Qingya and returned to a mansion, and a cold and arrogant voice came out, resounding throughout the capital: "This young master is waiting for that Jun here. Anytime, as long as he dares to come, he will die without a burial place!"

People were shocked and angry, trembling with anger.

A Zhongzhou person came here and trampled on the dignity of the Great Zhou people so much!

Someone recorded such a scene with a rune memory stone and hurried to the Zong Wang Academy!