"Haha, seeking death indeed!"
Upon hearing Mu Jinyu's words, Ye Wushuang laughed out loud in anger, a cold light flashing in his eyes as he stared intently at Mu Jinyu, "Today, I will not debate who is right or wrong with you—let our true skills decide under our hands!"
Yu Shenfeng, who followed behind Mu Jinyu, could not help but sneer at Ye Wushuang's words: "Ye Wushuang, decades have passed, and you are still as shameless as ever. Not debating right from wrong? Do you think others are unaware of the truth behind the grudge between the two sides?"
"Hmm?!" Ye Wushuang, hearing this somewhat familiar yet significantly stranger tone, involuntarily shifted his gaze from Mu Jinyu to Yu Shenfeng standing behind him.
At first glance, because Yu Shenfeng's demeanor had changed so much, he did not recognize Yu Shenfeng; however, having had many dealings before, he soon recognized who it was.
"So it's you, Yu Shenfeng!"
Upon recognizing Yu Shenfeng, a trace of wariness unconsciously flashed across Ye Wushuang's eyes, and turmoil surged in his heart. But his face remained expressionless as he spoke.
"What, you want to stand up for them?!"
At that moment, Ye Wushuang also noticed that Yu Shenfeng's aura was odd and significantly weaker than his own. A flash of realization sparked within his mind as he recalled rumors he had heard years before about Yu Shenfeng suffering from a serious illness.
Instantly, all of Ye Wushuang's apprehension towards Yu Shenfeng vanished, and he looked at him with disdain, speaking in a deep voice: "You ask me about the truth behind this grudge—what do you even know? Just taking the Dragon King's side of the story? All I know is that my two disciples have both died at the hands of the Dragon King! As their master, I may not have any special abilities but can only come myself to seek an explanation and justice from the Dragon King!"
Hearing Ye Wushuang's forceful words, Yu Shenfeng couldn't help but shake his head and say, "Ye Wushuang, your skin is truly getting thicker. Still trying to twist the truth? You started off just by saying that your disciples died at the hands of the Dragon King, regardless of right or wrong, seeking only revenge. You relied on your status and didn't want to personally act against the Dragon King to avoid gossip. Now, seeing that your disciples are incompetent, you have no choice but to swallow your pride and bully the weak!"
"And now you say you don't want to argue about who's right or wrong, just to prove it through combat. Do you, Ye Wushuang, have any shame to discuss right and wrong?"
"Let me tell you the truth: the death of your first disciple was because he tried to rob my third disciple, Zhu Yeqing, of a Spirit Stone he had fortuitously found. But because the Dragon King intervened out of a sense of justice, your disciple got his just desserts and died because of his own actions!"
"The second disciple didn't die at the hands of the Dragon King but instead died at the hands of my second disciple, Qiu Bai. It was due to a wager over who could fight the Dragon King first—sadly, your disciple was not skilled enough. I didn't expect my disciple to be unable to hold back in that fight, leading to your disciple's death!"
"You just asked me whether I wanted to take the Dragon King's side? I'll tell you now: I'm not here for the Dragon King. Cases have their offenders and debts have their debtors. The deaths of your two disciples have everything to do with me, Yu Shenfeng. Don't think about misplacing your anger onto others, or personally attacking my disciple because you're looking to bully the weak. If you have what it takes, continue to send your disciples to fight mine. Or if your disciples are incompetent and no match for mine, then we, as their masters, shall fight. I'm ready!"
Ye Wushuang, listening to Yu Shenfeng's words, was taken aback. He never expected the truth to be so complicated?
He believed that Yu Shenfeng wouldn't lie without reason, yet he hadn't realized that both of his disciples had provoked Yu Shenfeng's disciples—could it be that he had been seeking vengeance from the wrong person?
But that wasn't right!
Ye Wushuang, clutching the Leopard Gall Sword Pill, his face showing conflicting emotions, then spoke in a low voice: "Whether what you're saying is true or false, I cannot tell. Nor do I believe these words of yours. I only believe the truth that I have seen. If you claim my disciple died at the hands of your disciple, then why would the Leopard Gall Sword, which I personally taught, end up in this woman's hands?"
As he spoke, Ye Wushuang turned to point toward Jian Ruyan, who was standing rigid behind him, unable to move, and continued: "I've investigated her. Her name is Jian Ruyan, a Sub-hall Master of the Dragon King Hall. Don't tell me she's not the Dragon King's woman but rather belongs to your disciple?"
"This... I can explain..."
Standing behind Senior Yu, Qiu Bai, upon hearing Ye Wushuang mention the Leopard Gall Sword Pill magic treasure, hurriedly stepped forward and cautiously explained, "Your disciple was really too useless, I killed him in a few moves, then challenged the Dragon King and was defeated by him. As a result, the Dragon King bore no grudges and agreed to help me save my master. This magic treasure was given as a reward and compensation to the Dragon King."
"And this Sword Pill Magic Treasure, compared to the few magic treasures personally refined by the Dragon King, is truly inferior, so it was given to Jian Sub-hall Master, wasn't it?"
"Bluster!"
Ye Wushuang, hearing Qiu Bai, the disciple of Senior Yu, dared to call Chen Mo useless, immediately flew into a rage. Then, hearing the word "save," something clicked in his mind, and he realized that the rumors of Senior Yu's serious illness were indeed true.
In no time, his murderous intent surged, and he thought to himself, If I am no match for the Banished Immortal, could it be that I am no match for you, a sick Senior Yu?
Chastened by Ye Wushuang's scolding, Qiu Bai turned pale with fright and hid back behind Senior Yu.
He was self-aware enough to know that if Ye Wushuang were to deal with him, he would stand no chance; the gap between them was immense.
Ye Wushuang couldn't bother himself with the likes of the junior Qiu Bai. His gaze was ice-cold, emanating endless murder as he looked at Senior Yu and said, "Fine, since you insist on stepping up, today I will start by killing you, the once King of Assassins, before I execute the Dragon King!"
"Hmph, then try if you will!" Senior Yu held one hand behind his back and lightly lifted the other towards Ye Wushuang. A burst of chilling air suddenly erupted, and in an instant, the remnant snow fluttered about. "Even though I have been plagued with illness for decades and have been unable to cultivate, I am not someone whom a mere seventh-ranking loser can challenge!"
Mu Jinyu listened to their brief exchange of words and was slightly startled to see Ye Wushuang shift his target to Senior Yu, intending to confront him first.
Chen Mo's death could indeed be said to be related to Senior Yu, but even if Qiu Bai hadn't killed him that day, I would have certainly killed Chen Mo anyway!
As for Ye Chen's death, it was even less related to Senior Yu, given that at that time, Zhu Yeqing was not yet Senior Yu's disciple!
Why was he taking all the responsibility upon himself?
Mu Jinyu was unwilling to see things go this way. Seeing that Senior Yu was about to make a move, he quickly spoke up, "Senior Yu, there's no need for this. This matter doesn't concern you, I will deal with him myself!"
He was somewhat worried, Senior Yu had just mastered the Heavenly Frost Profound Cold Qi and had not stabilized it yet, plus he hadn't cultivated in decades. To rashly confront Ye Wushuang, if he turned out to be no match in the end, it could very well damage his reputation as the second most powerful fighter in the Divine Rankings!
Senior Yu, with his back turned to Mu Jinyu, spoke in a chilly tone, "How does it not concern me? The Qiu Bai who killed Chen Mo is my disciple, is he not? The Zhu Yeqing who was hunted by Ye Chen is my disciple, is he not? Ye Wushuang has slighted me twice, and I have not held a grudge, yet today he dares to press me aggressively. If I do not take action, where is my face to be found? How will others view me as a master!"
Hearing Senior Yu's specious argument, Mu Jinyu found himself somewhat at a loss for words.
Without waiting for Mu Jinyu to come up with a rebuttal, Senior Yu let out a light shout, stamped his foot on the ground, and his figure suddenly leaped into the air, charging towards Ye Wushuang!