Who Hurt My Child?

As the blue-skirted girl and the serpent-scaled boy knelt on the platform, praying devoutly, ripples suddenly appeared in the void above their heads, as if space itself was melting.

Then, a scene that shocked everyone unfolded.

Above their heads, a golden flame appeared simultaneously in the void.

The moment this flame appeared, it transformed into a Qilin divine beast, roaring in all directions with heavenly majesty. The terrifying heatwave instantly ignited the flammables on the surrounding platform, causing a great fire.

Someone in the audience saw this and cried out in alarm, "Heavens, it's Qilin True Flame! Can there really be Qilin True Flame in this world?"

"The Qilin divine beast has long been extinct, how could there be Qilin True Flame?!"

"This is impossible!"

The crowd was agitated, and an old man with a white beard rushed out of the crowd, his eyes red, and came to the front of the stage.

People recognized him as a Heavenly-Grade alchemist, working for the Ximen family, highly valued by Ximen Chuiyu.

At this moment, his face was flushed with excitement, because he had been stuck at the Heavenly-Grade alchemist level for many years, unable to break through the bottleneck due to the lack of a higher-level flame.

"If I can obtain the Qilin True Flame, I will definitely be able to break through the Heavenly-Grade alchemist and advance to a Divine-Grade alchemy master, capable of refining Divine-Grade pills!"

The white-bearded old man roared with excitement, soaring into the sky, emanating the powerful aura of a Saint Realm cultivator as he pounced directly at the Qilin True Flame in the void.

No one expected this white-bearded old man to be a Saint as well.

On the platform.

Many guards saw this scene and looked at Ximen Chuiyu. Ximen Chuiyu narrowed his eyes and remained silent, allowing the white-bearded old man to compete for the Qilin True Flame.

He condoned it all.

If the white-bearded old man could advance to a Divine-Grade alchemy master and refine Divine-Grade pills, then his own breakthrough from Saint Realm to Divine Power Realm would be just around the corner.

Wu Daogu and the Jiemie Great Monk watched, filled with anger, wanting to stop the white-bearded old man, but Ximen Chuiyu's aura locked onto them, causing them to hesitate, and they resentfully sat back down.

They weren't about to fall out with the Ximen family for two strangers.

"Hahaha, Qilin True Flame, it's mine!"

The white-bearded old man descended from the sky, his hands forming a large handprint, sealing the Qilin True Flame with the Precious Bottle Technique, intending to seize it.

Seeing the angry faces of the blue-skirted girl and the serpent-scaled boy, he laughed triumphantly, "Little ones, don't be angry. Give the Qilin True Flame to this old man, and I'll take you as my disciples. In the future, you'll enjoy endless wealth and glory."

"Old Grandpa, my father will be angry if you forcefully snatch our things!" the blue-skirted girl said, holding her head high. "Please don't do this, okay?"

"I don't want to see you die. It wasn't easy for you to cultivate to this point, don't throw your life away recklessly."

She earnestly advised him.

However, everyone below the stage laughed.

Even Ximen Chuiyu couldn't help but chuckle. Do young people nowadays like to tell cold jokes?

To make a Saint fall, it would take at least a Divine Power Realm expert. But if your father was a Divine Power Realm expert, would you still need to come here to participate in the Medicine King Competition?

With just a word, all the major powers would be vying to take you as disciples. After all, befriending a Divine Power Realm expert is something every power would welcome. However, he was still cautious and asked the person next to him for the registration information of the contestants.

"Zhang Xiaoyu, female, seventeen years old, from Yunshan Realm, Qingzhou, Yuequan Mountain, Qingshan Sect disciple, father Qingshan Old Ancestor, cultivation True Person Realm."

"Zhang Xuexiao, male, seventeen years old, Zhang Xiaoyu's younger brother..."

Ximen Chuiyu looked at the information they had registered, followed by the signatures of the verification personnel, proving that the above information was true.

"Qingshan Old Ancestor? Never heard of him. True Person Realm cultivation, hehe~"

"It seems they're two kids who haven't seen the world. Perhaps the True Person Realm is the strongest in their Qingshan Sect, which is why they think that way."

Ximen Chuiyu smiled, relieved, and gave the white-haired old man in the void a look, signaling him to boldly take down the Qilin True Flame.

The white-haired old man understood and breathed a sigh of relief. He was really startled by the little girl's tone, thinking he had run into someone powerful, but it turned out to be a false alarm.

"Hahaha, two little darlings, this old man has lived for three thousand nine hundred years, knows ten billion eight thousand characters, but doesn't know how to write the word 'death'. How about you let your father teach this old man? Hahaha..."

The white-bearded old man laughed, and everyone else around him also laughed, watching him form the Precious Bottle Seal and press it down towards the Qilin True Flame in the void.

"Boom~"

The Precious Bottle Seal suppressed it.

The majestic mana transformed into a lifelike treasure bottle, several dozen feet in size, emitting an unfathomable divine light.

This was the Ximen family's famous treasure technique, having suppressed countless powerhouses, and also possessing sealing power. Its divine might was unparalleled.

At this moment, the white-haired old man used this technique with the power of a Saint, causing the void to freeze. The terrifying aura spread in all directions, causing Zhao Qishan, Wu Daogu, and the Jiemie Old Monk on the platform to change their expressions slightly.

The Precious Bottle Technique was indeed terrifying!

"Two little brats, this old man won't harm your lives, I'm just taking the Qilin True Flame for a moment."

The white-haired old man said, seemingly kind-hearted, but in reality, extremely vicious, because flames were a pharmacist's second life. Without flames, a pharmacist's path would be cut off.

Not to mention, this was the legendary and extremely precious Qilin True Flame, something that could only be encountered by chance.

The crowd below the stage sighed silently. Many people cast pitying glances at the blue-skirted girl and the serpent-scaled boy.

"Poor children, coming here to participate in the Medicine King Competition, not only did they fail to gain the appreciation of a major sect, but they also lost their precious flame for nothing."

"This is the tragedy of the weak. Without a background or support, possessing treasures is a crime."

"If their father comes and knows that the one who snatched their flame is a Saint, I'm afraid he'll be helpless!"

The crowd discussed in low voices.

On the platform, Ximen Chuiyu snorted coldly, and his murderous sound waves spread in all directions, causing everyone to fall silent, afraid to speak further.

Medicine King City was an ancient city of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and also the base of the Ximen family. Besides the four Ximen brothers, there were even more experts like clouds and countless powerhouses.

No one dared to act recklessly here.

"Qilin True Flame, seize!"

In the void, the white-haired old man finally formed a hand seal. The Precious Bottle Technique only targeted the Qilin True Flame in the void. The golden flame was gradually sucked into the bottle.

The blue-skirted girl and the serpent-scaled boy on the platform lost the Qilin True Flame and suffered a backlash. They vomited blood and fell to the ground, their faces instantly turning pale, but no one paid attention to them. Wu Daogu and the Jiemie Old Monk also closed their eyes, turning a blind eye.

A pharmacist who had lost the Qilin True Flame was like a soulless walking corpse, their value greatly reduced. They were no longer qualified to be valued and taken in as disciples.

They chose to abandon the blue-skirted girl and the serpent-scaled boy.

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Chapter 2

"Hahaha, the heavens are blessing this old man, the heavens are blessing the Ximen family, the heavens are blessing the Great Zhou!"

The white-haired old man collected the Qilin True Flame, a look of joy on his face, laughing excitedly. He already saw the hope of advancing to a Divine-Grade alchemy master.

On the platform, Ximen Chuiyu also stroked his beard and smiled, proactively pouring a cup of wine for Zhao Qishan beside him, raising his cup and saying, "Come, Fellow Daoist Zhao, drink this cup. In the future, after Bai Shi advances to an alchemy master, he can also refine divine pills for you, helping you advance to the Divine Power Realm."

Zhao Qishan was overjoyed upon hearing this.

He hurriedly raised his cup with both hands, the mouth of the cup slightly lower than Ximen Chuiyu's cup to show respect. Ximen Chuiyu smiled slightly, accepting it gladly.

The Wu Daogu and Jiemie Great Monk next to him also hurriedly showed flattering smiles, toasting Ximen Chuiyu.

The major powers they belonged to naturally also had Divine-Grade alchemists, but alchemy masters had a high status. If they wanted them to refine pills, not only would they need to pay a sky-high price and provide the medicinal materials themselves, but they would also need to report to the sect, write applications, queue up, and draw lots…

It was a long and unattainable wait.

Now, if the Ximen family could produce an alchemy master, it would naturally be much easier with Ximen Chuiyu's introduction.

"Thank you, Lord, for your kindness!"

The white-haired old man descended from the void, bowing to Ximen Chuiyu with a joyful face.

Without Ximen Chuiyu's tacit approval, he would never dare to possess the Qilin True Flame alone. That was a rare and precious flame!

The dignitaries on the platform exchanged toasts, raising their cups to celebrate, congratulating the white-haired old man on his good fortune today, but he only exchanged a few polite words before he couldn't wait to go into seclusion to refine the Qilin True Flame.

"Go, Bai Shi. I look forward to the day you advance to an alchemy master. At that time, I can speak well of you to my brother. Perhaps you can even receive an audience with the Zhou Emperor."

Ximen Chuiyu smiled, afraid that the white-haired old man would be recruited by other forces after his breakthrough, so he gave the other party a reassurance first, drawing a big cake.

The white-haired old man's eyes lit up.

Ximen Chuiyu's brother was Ximen Chuixue, the number one expert of the Ximen family, a true Divine Power Realm swordsmanship expert, and one of the Great Zhou's Ten Divine Generals, favored by the Zhou Emperor.

Once, he came with a sword from the west, killing several Saints of the same level, shocking the Great Zhou and spreading his fame throughout Yunshan Realm.

If he could be introduced by him, he would indeed have the opportunity to meet the Zhou Emperor. From then on, he, Bai Shi, would be a truly respectable figure in this Great Zhou Dynasty.

"I'll go into seclusion now!"

The white-haired old man said excitedly, taking two steps before suddenly turning his head to look at the blue-skirted girl and the serpent-scaled boy on the platform, whispering in Ximen Chuiyu's ear:

"Lord, these two little fellows can actually obtain the Qilin True Flame. I suggest we search their souls to see where they got the Qilin True Flame from. I think that kind of prayer was just a smokescreen. There should be other secrets."

Searching a living being's soul was cruel and evil. Once someone's soul was searched, their life would be in danger, or they would suffer irreparable soul damage, cutting off their path to cultivation. The white-haired old man's words were extremely vicious.

However, Ximen Chuiyu smiled, praising, "Bai Shi is still thoughtful." He waved his hand and said, "Come, take them to the dungeon and guard them closely. This lord suspects that these two are spies from the Yue Kingdom!"

With a wave of his hand, Ximen Chuiyu had already convicted the blue-skirted girl and the serpent-scaled boy of colluding with the enemy.

The crowd below the stage was in an uproar, looking at the two on the platform with even more pity and sorrow.

After all, they were only teenagers, still children.

"Father, save us—! We shouldn't have sneaked out. Please take us home!"

"Father, come and save your cubs! We're being bullied! Please save us, Father—!"

The two of them shouted loudly towards the eastern sky. Two teams of Ximen family iron guards wearing armor strode forward, their bodies exuding a cold killing intent, and grinned as they grabbed towards the two of them.

The dignitaries on the platform, such as Zhao Qishan, Wu Daogu, and the Jiemie Old Monk, all shook their heads and smiled. If the Ximen family convicted you, even if your ancestors came, they would have to lie down and take it.

Not to mention your True Person Realm father. Faced with the powerful Ximen family, that was a joke!

But at this moment.

In the eastern sky, the wind and clouds suddenly surged, thunder and lightning flashed, and a doomsday scene enveloped, a destructive and terrifying aura sweeping towards the entire Medicine King City.

Black clouds pressed down on the city, about to crush it. Blood-red light seized the sun, and killing intent arrived.

In the sky, the setting sun was swallowed by black clouds, and a huge blood-red shadow emerged.

"Who bullied my children..."

The majestic voice spread for tens of thousands of miles, like thunder reverberating through the clouds, causing the wind and clouds to change.

In Medicine King City, countless people looked up in horror, at a loss.

Ximen Chuiyu's expression changed drastically. The dignitaries such as Zhao Qishan, Wu Daogu, and the Jiemie Old Monk were equally shocked and stood up.

"Words becoming law, a Divine Power Realm expert has arrived!"

The white-haired old man's face turned deathly pale with fear, looking up at the celestial phenomenon, feeling the aura that made his heart tremble. He trembled and said:

"Divine Power Realm... This is the celestial phenomenon of a Divine Power Realm expert. I curse your ancestors, those two little bastards' father is actually a Divine Power Realm expert?!"

The white-haired old man roared in anger, his expression in chaos.

What were the children of Divine Power Realm experts doing here? You should have just said you were the cubs of an expert. Who wouldn't have treated you like our little ancestors?!

Now, it was all over. He had snatched their Qilin Treasure Flame and kicked an iron plate.

Heavens, would he survive?

"Lord Ximen, save me!"

The white-haired old man looked at Ximen Chuiyu with pleading and fearful eyes. Now, only the Ximen family could protect him.

Because the Ximen family had four great mountains, especially the first great mountain, Ximen Chuixue, who was also a Divine Power Realm expert. Only he could stop this aggressive enemy.

Ximen Chuiyu struggled in his heart. If he handed over the white-haired old man, perhaps he could quell the anger of this expert, but the Ximen family would lose face. Where would the dignity of the Great Zhou be?

Moreover, keeping the white-haired old man would result in unimaginable benefits for the Ximen family when he advanced to an alchemy master in the future. Besides himself, his other brothers could also break through their bottlenecks and attain the Divine Power Realm.

At that time, the Ximen family would become the leading powerful family in the Great Zhou, and no longer need to worry about the prying eyes and malice of other forces.

Having figured this out, Ximen Chuiyu's expression became calm. He looked at the rolling black clouds and the huge blood-red shadow within them, and said loudly:

"Fellow Daoist, I am Ximen Chuiyu of the Ximen family. This is a misunderstanding. Your children are here. Please take them away!"

Ximen Chuiyu was neither humble nor arrogant. Even when facing a Divine Power Realm expert stronger than him, he still maintained his dignified demeanor.

Because behind him was the Ximen family, and his eldest brother, Ximen Chuixue.

He had nothing to fear.

The white-haired old man was overjoyed upon hearing this. From the sound of it, Ximen Chuiyu was determined to protect him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression in his eyes also stabilized.

Zhao Qishan and the others exchanged glances, their expressions also becoming strange. This Divine Power Realm expert who had come with anger had met the Ximen family, so he would probably have to weigh things carefully.

After all, the Ximen family was not to be trifled with!

They also had a Divine Power Realm expert, and one who was known for his battle prowess, a swordsmanship expert, one of the Great Zhou's Ten Divine Generals, and the Zhou Emperor's trusted and beloved general.

Attacking the Ximen family was like stirring up a hornet's nest. This was the reason why even ancient powers like Yueyao Ancient Land, Xuantian Holy Land, and Great Buddha Temple were unwilling to challenge them head-on.

All eyes were on the sky, wondering if this imposing Divine Power Realm expert would back down?

Ximen Chuiyu smiled and cupped his hands on the platform: "Fellow Daoist, have you heard my words? Fellow Daoist, this..."

He spoke leisurely, maintaining the dignity of the city lord of Medicine King City, and also maintaining the status of the Ximen family, keeping his back very straight as he spoke.

But this time, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a terrifying blood-colored shadow.

"Fellow Daoist my ass! How dare you call this king a fellow Daoist, you little ants? You ignorant ants, you have no idea what kind of existence you have provoked!"

"Medicine King City, shall be destroyed—!"

Black clouds rolled in the sky, with lightning and thunder in between. Then, a monstrous python, five hundred thousand meters long, smashed through the void from the sky, crashing towards Medicine King City with lightning and baleful aura.

"Boom~"

Medicine King City exploded, and a huge mushroom cloud rose.

The earth cracked like a spiderweb, and the mountains collapsed like a tsunami. All the buildings turned into ruins, and all the city's protective arrays and forbidden divine runes were annihilated. Countless people instantly turned into a rain of blood.

And above the Ximen Marquis Manor of the Ximen family, which occupied half of the city, a blood basin mouth descended from the sky, swallowing it in one gulp with a terrifying evil wind, sucking half of the Ximen Marquis Manor together with the artificial mountains, pavilions, houses, and various buildings, along with the terrified Ximen clansmen, into its huge mouth.

The fangs were several thousand meters long, white and森as white bone mountains. The evil wind howled in the mouth, blowing sand and rocks. The scarlet vertical pupils opened and closed, naturally exuding a cold ferocity.

"All get into this king's mouth—!"

The majestic and ferocious voice spread in all directions. Countless experts from the Ximen family flew into the sky, but could not escape their doom. Sword lights, saber rays, and various magical weapons attacked together, but could not withstand the power of the fangs.

This was an unimaginable nightmare.

Everyone thought that the newcomer was a Divine Power Realm expert, but they did not expect it to be an extremely terrifying existence.

"Save me—! Clan leader, save me!"

"Ah, run, run away from here!"

"I don't want to die, I can't die. I am Ximen Qing, I am the number one genius of the Ximen family. How can I die, ah—!"

Miserable cries resounded in all directions. The entire Ximen Marquis Manor was struck by a cataclysmic disaster. When the huge snake shadow swept across the sky, the Ximen Marquis Manor was gone, leaving only a huge pit with a terrifying baleful aura, everything was gone.

The once-powerful and prominent family was wiped out.

On the plaza.

Ximen Chuiyu witnessed this scene with his own eyes, roaring with grief and anger, his eyes red: "Damn it, damn it, who the hell are you, daring to destroy our Ximen family, you're asking for death—!"

"My name is Ji, an ancient evil god from the land of ruins, to deliver you sinful and lowly beings. All of you come into my mouth, roar—!"

The blood-colored snake shadow flashed, and Ximen Chuiyu only had time to let out a scream before being sucked into a bloody mouth.

A dignified Saint, one of the four great mountains of the Ximen family, was as weak as a child here, unable to even resist.

However, he didn't die.

He was stuck in the gap between the fangs, half of his body turned into blood plasma, howling miserably.

This was a deliberate display of power and punishment.

On the ground, the white-haired old man was frightened out of his wits, trying to escape, but an evil wind struck, and everything went black before his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he was also stuck in the gap between the fangs, with only half of his body left, and he immediately cried out for mercy in terror and despair.

"Daring to strip my offspring of the Qilin True Flame, you have a lot of nerve! You are deliberately provoking a war. Then, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"I can take it as the entire Yunshan Realm declaring war on me!"

In the sea of clouds, the lightning flashed, and the five-hundred-thousand-meter-long snake was circling, its terrifying roar shaking the entire Yunshan Realm. Countless ancient existences opened their ancient eyes, looking at Medicine King City in horrified terror.

A catastrophe had truly arrived...

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