Chapter 661: Unusual Fireworks!

No one even knows who killed the Wuji Hall person.

His companions each showed terrified expressions, like birds startled from a bow, no longer able to maintain the arrogance they had just displayed.

Only the White Protector himself fixed his gaze on somewhere.

The one who acted was undoubtedly Fu Hanxiu.

Although Ye Qingran kept warning them not to act rashly, occasionally acting to kill someone who dares to insult her is no big deal!

Who would have thought that the illustrious Emperor Sovereign of the Peak of the Hunt is also a wife‑protecting maniac?

"May I ask how my Wuji Hall person offended you?" the White Protector, suppressing a murderous intent, asked in a deep voice.

"He deserves death."

A low, sexy voice spilled from Fu Hanxiu's thin lips.

That lawless, arrogant aura, for a brief instant, made the many Academy disciples feel...

Damned charming!

Especially the disciples who had once witnessed Fu Hanxiu's true form at the ancient battlefield ruins felt intoxicated in their hearts!

The White Protector's eyes flashed.

That strange sense of familiarity grew a bit stronger, yet they still did not associate the arrogant masked man before them with the Emperor Sovereign of the Peak of the Hunt.

After all, in their view, the Emperor Sovereign of the Peak of the Hunt, like their Holy Lord, could not easily appear in a place like Beimingzhou.

"White Protector, this person is Ye Qingran's husband and also the newly arrived Guest Minister Elder of the Shenzhou Academy."

Nan Gong Cang whispered.

The White Protector understood.

Since he is the husband of that clueless woman Ye Qingran, why not take the couple to Wuji Hall together and have him torture them properly!

"You kill without blinking, yet you are an elder of Shenzhou Academy; this shows how worrisome the Academy's condition is, change is imminent!"

Then, changing tone, he said, "If everyone were like you, killing my Wuji Hall people indiscriminately, how would Wuji Hall face the world?"

"Ha, so what?"

Fu Hanxiu let out a low laugh, nonchalant.

The White Protector squinted, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes, "So... you too should come with me to Wuji Hall for a visit!"

The crowd heard this and felt their hearts tremble.

Given Elder Ye Xiu's actions, if he went to Wuji Hall, wouldn't he face severe punishment?

Could he return unscathed?

"What if I don't?"

The Academy disciples inhaled sharply again, staring at Fu Hanxiu in astonishment, unable to understand why, after reaching this point, he could remain so calm.

"Then don't blame me for being impolite!"

The White Protector shouted sharply, and his entire demeanor underwent a dramatic transformation.

Just now he had exerted all effort to maintain a celestial-like persona—refined, courteous, approachable—resembling a White Lotus.

But now he released his entire Emperor aura without reservation, becoming exceedingly cold and his gaze exuding an aggressive aura.

Everyone present turned ashen.

An Emperor's aura is not something ordinary people can endure!

Especially all the saints present were internally terrified.

This White Protector was undoubtedly fortunate, having reached the realm they had sought all their lives, evoking great envy.

Nan Gong Cang was thrilled.

He felt immensely grateful now; when he was young, he went to the Western Extremity Sacred Realm for training, and a casual rescue made him the Holy Lord's Protector of Wuji Hall.

With the White Protector backing him, how could he worry about unifying Beimingzhou?

"Idiot White Protector, it seems that beating you last time hasn't stuck in your memory!"

A mocking voice descended from the heavens, gender‑ambiguous yet unusually charming.

Everyone froze, not only because the sudden voice was especially alluring, but also because the utterance 'Idiot White Protector'

was it insulting the White Protector?

Who is this deity?

"Ah! Fu Jiu, that sissy, is here!"

Fu San's eyes lit up.

If Fu Jiu didn't come soon, he would barely be able to hold back!

Others may not hear it, but that doesn't mean the White Protector can't.

If, in the vast Western Extremity Sacred Realm, he is most familiar with whose voice, it is undoubtedly the Holy Lord of Wuji Hall; but whose voice gives him a psychological shadow, it is certainly Fu Jiu.

That man who looks like a flower once disguised himself as a woman, beguiled him completely, and after being seen through, beat him up without hesitation.

Even though he is an Emperor, he is still not his match!

Later he learned that the person was Fu Jiu, one of the Emperor Sovereign's trusted subordinates at the Peak of the Hunt.

Because of this, he lost face completely in the Western Extremity Sacred Realm.

But shouldn't Fu Jiu be at the Peak of the Hunt? What is he doing in Beimingzhou?

The White Protector's complexion shifted repeatedly, and he was in a bad state.

In a few breaths, the person finally appeared in view.

It was a bright red silhouette.

"Wuhu?" Ye Qingran raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

"Didn't expect Fu Jiu to be a red‑clad, enchanting handsome man?"

How rare!

You should know that, the Fu Hanxiu she has seen and all his subordinates are always dressed in monotonous black, giving her severe aesthetic fatigue; this Fu Jiu is absolutely, absolutely a different kind of fireworks!

"You seem quite eager?"

Fu Hanxiu's voice came through, slightly gritting his teeth.

Ye Qingran, as if she hadn't noticed the sourness in Fu Hanxiu's tone, nodded, "Indeed, I'm quite looking forward to it!"

Fu Hanxiu's face under the mask had already darkened.

If I had known he wouldn't listen to Ye Qingran's arrangements, I would have killed the White Protector the moment he appeared, denying Fu Jiu any chance to show up!

He regretted it too late!

Fu Jiu, you're dead!

Fu Jiu, immersed in the spotlight of everyone's attention, completely unaware that his own Emperor Sovereign had already blacklisted him twice, still thoroughly enjoying this moment of glory.