1362: Countermeasures

Countermeasures

The sect master frowned slightly and said, "Young Master? Which Young Master?"

This disciple said with a sobbing tone, "Your... your son."

"What? !" The sect master shot up, and a terrifying aura instantly exploded from his body!

Even though everyone present was top-notch experts, they were still suffocated by the sect master's powerful pressure!

"Who did it... who did it?!" The sect master roared angrily, and even the clouds in the sky were scattered!

"It... It's said that Qin Yu did it..." the disciple said with a trembling voice.

The sect master's expression was extremely cold, and anger filled his chest.

"This Qin Yu doesn't know what's good for him? The sect master has already retreated, but he went on and killed the sect master's son?"

"No wonder that Wen Wanchong left in a hurry just now. He must have known the news in advance."

"Qin Yu must die. If Wen Wanchong was sensible, he would have taken the initiative to send him over!"

Everyone discussed animatedly, blaming Qin Yu and Wen Wanchong.

But the sect master didn't say a word, only his expression was terrifyingly cold.

"I will kill him with my own hands... from today onwards, whoever protects Qin Yu will be an enemy of our Tianyun Sect!" The sect master said coldly.

In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds and lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.

It was like a sign signaling that a great battle was about to begin.

...

At this moment, Qin Yu was sitting in the mystic realm with his eyes slightly narrowed.

This kind of dull life could cultivate one's temperament.

Since he could not cultivate, Qin Yu could only try to temper his state of mind.

"Sigh."

Qin Yu sighed slightly and stood up from the ground.

He felt extremely anxious. There was nothing he could do to help. He couldn't do anything.

In this secret realm, he couldn't hear the sounds outside, so Qin Yu had no idea what was happening outside.

In the evening.

People came to the Wen family one after another.

They were old men and each of them held great power in Nanzhou.

"Wanchong, why are you in such a hurry to see us?" The one who spoke was a man with a long black beard.

His name was Wu Ya, and he was one of Wen Wanchong's good friends.

"Nothing serious, I guess. He's just inviting us to drink and eat."

A short old man with a head full of white hair laughed.

This person was called Bai Hou, and he was quite powerful.

"Hahaha, Wanchong, we don't have the leisure to eat and drink with you," another person walked forward and said.

Wen Wanchong sighed and waved his hand. "Alright, take your seats first."

After everyone sat down, he said, "Everyone, you can stay for a few days."

"Don't worry. We came all the way here. We can't just leave after a meal," Wu Ya said with a smile.

At this moment, Wen Da and Wen Er walked in.

"Hello, Seniors," Wen Da and Wen Er greeted politely.

"Haha, you two brats. What are you doing here instead of going out and picking up girls?" White monkey joked.

"I guess your reputation is so bad that no girls want you," Wu Ya also joked.

Wen Da and Wen Er scratched their heads in embarrassment. Just as they were about to speak, Wen Wanchong waved his hand and said, "You two leave us. We have something to discuss."

"Okay." They turned around and walked out.

They sat on the stone steps outside the door, propping their cheeks as they looked at the setting sun.

"Do you think they will help?" Wen Da asked.

Wen Er muttered, "They are all Grandfather's good friends. Maybe they will help, right?"

"Sigh, but our opponent is Tianyun Sect. No one is willing to go against the Tianyun Sect." Wen Da sighed.

"Moreover, these people like to travel around the world and are used to freedom. Who would want to get in trouble?"

Wen Er kept silent, feeling somewhat depressed in his heart.

They all knew that this was probably a disaster for the Wen family.

If they wanted to go against the Tianyun Sect, they would need the help of the top independent martial artists in Nanzhou.

For example, Jue Wu of Mount Hua Ning, Qu Zhu of Mount Ning Temple, and others.

However, it was almost impossible to gather them together.

As they were speaking, a loud shout came from the hall.

"What did you say? ! Tianyun Sect? Someone killed the son of the sect master of Tianyun Sect?"

"Old Wen, have you thought it through? Are you going to go against the Tianyun Sect? If they go crazy, we won't be able to hold them off."

Hearing the voices in the hall, Wen Da and Wen Er looked at each other and sighed.

In a short while, people began to leave one after another.

After hearing that the opponent was Tianyun Sect, no one was willing to make a move.

Ten minutes later.

Other than Bai Hou and Wu Ya, everyone had left.

In the huge hall, there were only three of them.

Wen Da and Wen Er walked in. Looking at the empty hall, they could not help but feel depressed.1

"Just these two?" Wen Da muttered.

Wen Wanchong did not say anything while Bai Hou and Wu Ya yelled at him.

Although their words were unpleasant to hear, they had no intention of leaving.

"I wonder when Aunt Jue Wu will come out of seclusion," Wen Da said.

"That's right. If Aunt Jue Wu makes a move, our chances of winning will be higher."

As he spoke, a strong aura suddenly approached the Wen family.

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