Chapter 1293: I Feel Like She’s Trying to Screw Him Over

Chapter 1293: I Feel Like She’s Trying to Screw Him Over

The man standing before them was Liu Mingxuan of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the number one sword immortal of the Kingdom of the Nine States and a Dao Integration Stage super mighty figure!

When he announced that the cherry blossom forest now belonged to his Heavenly Sword Sect, the initial reaction of all of the living beings present was not to laugh at him for the absurdity of his words. Instead, they were struck by a sense of fear while thoughts of retreat welled up in their hearts.

“Crap, Liu Mingxuan is here! What do we do?”

“There’s no need to be scared! He’s not invincible, and we have more people on our side. We can wear him down until he dies!”

“We just have to wait until Master Wind Walker gets here!”

“What do we do now?”

“How about… you go first?”

“F*ck off! You go first!”

All of the cultivators near the cherry blossom forest were already beginning to hesitate.

Liu Mingxuan looked expressionlessly at An Lin, who was lying in the coffin on Hong Dou’s back, but he didn’t say anything. Just the fact that he was standing in front of the entrance to the cherry blossom forest was a clear indication of his attitude.

You want to enter the cherry blossom forest?

Sure! But you’ll have to beat me first!

Liu Mingxuan’s presence instantly struck fear into the hearts of most of the living beings here.

Even Xu Xiaolan and her group decided against rushing into battle.

“The Heavenly Sword Sect will have to enter the cherry blossom forest if they want to secure the heavenly peach trees. We can just wait for them to enter the cherry blossom forest first before finding an opportunity to enter the forest behind them!” Xu Xiaolan analyzed in a low voice.

Everyone nodded in agreement with this course of action.

If Liu Mingxuan wanted to flex, then just let him flex. Was he not going to enter the cherry blossom forest?

How was he going to be able to stop anyone after he entered the illusionary formations?

At this moment, Liu Mingxuan turned around to the five people behind him. “All of the living beings inside the cherry blossom forest have basically been eliminated. You guys go find the heavenly peach trees, I’ll be waiting for you outside.”

“Yes!” The Heavenly Sword Sect disciples extended a respectful salute before making their way into the cherry blossom forest.

All of the Four Nine Immortal Sect cultivators: “…”

They were waiting for Liu Mingxuan to enter the cherry blossom forest, but he wasn’t even going to do that?

However, this was perhaps the best course of action. It would prevent anyone else from entering the cherry blossom forest aside from the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, so the heavenly peach trees could only belong to them.

A beautiful woman remained standing beside Liu Mingxuan, and she glared at An Lin and the others with a cold smile instead of entering the cherry blossom forest.

“On the Heavenly Peach Banquet, my husband didn’t take care of you as he didn’t want to make things difficult for the Heavenly Court.

“Look at all of you cowering in fear now that my husband is free to attack? Where is your courage from before? Hehehe, all of you are just a bunch of cowardly trash!” Zhu Shan spoke with a disdainful expression. It was as if she was trying to vent all of her resentment and frustration in one go.

Her voice had only just fallen when a terrifying pillar of energy suddenly hurtled toward her face at a fast speed.

Her expression shifted drastically, but it was too late for her to take any defensive measures.

Liu Mingxuan instantly drew his bronze longsword and severed the pillar of light to save her from elimination.

“Liu Qianhuan, what are you doing?!” Liu Mingxuan roared with rage.

“There’s a rabid dog on the loose, all I was doing was to shut it up!” Liu Qianhuan raised her head with a frosty expression in her purple eyes.

Zhu Shan’s eyes widened, and she pointed at Liu Qianhuan as her body trembled with rage. “You… you..”

She did not share a good relationship with Liu Qianhuan, but they had never insulted each other in public before. However, Liu Qianhuan had finally crossed that line.

“Liu Qianhuan, you’re going too far! How could you insult her in public?!” Liu Mingxuan was incensed.

Liu Qianhuan pointed at Zhu Shan. “Why didn’t you say anything when she called me cowardly trash?”

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Liu Mingxuan faltered upon hearing this, and he did not have a response.

Zhu Shan had labeled the entire Four Nine Immortal Sect group as cowardly trash, and this included Liu Qianhuan.

However, Liu Mingxuan hadn’t responded to this at all…

A hint of guilt welled up in Liu Mingxuan’s heart, and he glared at Zhu Shan.

Zhu Shan immediately lowered her head and took a few steps backward.

Liu Qianhuan was not about to let her go that easily. “Don’t think that you can do whatever you want here just because you saved my father’s life once! I will cut down anyone who insults my friends!”

“Mingxuan…” Zhu Shan turned toward Liu Mingxuan with a pitiable expression as tears shimmered in her eyes.

“Go into the forest. I can take care of things here,” Liu Mingxuan spoke with a resigned expression.

“No! I want to be with you!” Zhu Shan stared at Liu Mingxuan with passionate eyes as she spoke in a firm voice.

Liu Qianhuan wanted to hurl up the contents of her stomach upon seeing this, and she laid a finger on her storage ring, as if she was plotting something.

Zhu Shan then turned to all of the powerful beings present with a cold smile on her face. “All of you just sit tight and wait here. No one can enter the cherry blossom forest without the permission of my husband!”

An Lin couldn’t help but state an observation, “I feel like this woman is trying to screw Liu Mingxuan over. Why does she keep trying to draw more hatred toward him?”

Liu Mingxuan: “…”

“Pfff…” Liu Qianhuan couldn’t help but burst into laughter upon hearing this. All of the rage that she had gathered was instantly dispelled by An Lin’s mocking words.

Zhu Shan flared up with rage. “An Lin, shut up and lie in your coffin!”

“Hmph! I’m not even trying to boast, but if I can get out of this coffin, I can cut down anyone, regardless of whether they’re Liu Mingxuan, the number one sword immortal of the Kingdom of the Nine States, or the sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect!” An Lin spoke with a cold expression.

Zhu Shan’s expression darkened. Weren’t all three of those the same f*cking person?!

Liu Mingxuan’s eyelids twitched, and he was struck by the urge to cut someone down.

A young sorceress in a sailor costume doubled over with laughter, as if the person An Lin was referring to wasn’t her father.

“Mingxuan, aren’t you going to teach this An Lin a lesson? I heard that he has a heavenly peach tree too, so we can take that from them…” Zhu Shan urged.

“The Four Nine Immortal Sect actually has two heavenly peach trees!” The Holy Lord Noodle suddenly called out, “Mr. Liu Mingxuan, how about we combine forces to take care of the Four Nine Immortal Sect, then split the heavenly peaches 40:60?”

“Woof! We’ll take sixty, you take forty!” The black dog wagged his tail excitedly.

Boom!

A noodle immediately bashed the black dog into the ground.

“We’ll take forty, you take sixty, how about that?” the Holy Lord Noodle said.

If they couldn’t win, then they would just have to join forces with the Heavenly Sword Sect. No matter how powerful the Four Nine Immortal Sect was, they couldn’t take on both sides at once.

Zhu Shan immediately exploded with rage. “Who the hell do you think you are? You want to form an alliance with our Heavenly Sword Sect? Get the f*ck out of here if you don’t want to die!”

“Holy f*ck! That b*tch just insulted us!” The black dog’s face was contorted with rage.

The noodle soup within Holy Lord Noodle’s bowl was boiling. “How dare she insult the mighty Holy Lord Noodle? Let’s beat the sh*t out of her!”

The two Hall of Creation mighty figures immediately changed their minds about joining forces with the Heavenly Sword Sect.

“I told you this woman is trying to screw Liu Mingxuan over.” An Lin shrugged within the coffin.

Xu Xiaolan and the others all burst out laughing.

Even Hong Dou was chortling like a tractor.

“Mingxuan, that’s not what I meant. I just feel like we can take all of the heavenly peach trees and that there’s no need to share any with the Hall of Creation…” Zhu Shan explained with an urgent voice.

“I know.” Liu Mingxuan nodded with an indifferent expression.

Even though Zhu Shan often didn’t think before she spoke, he knew what her intentions were.

At this moment, Holy Lord Noodle and the black dog were already pouncing toward Liu Mingxuan!

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