"Hand over the person who injured my brother, or you die."

The cold weapon pointed at Sang Xuewu. Ying Ze, ranked fourth on the Green Talent List, sat coldly atop a Spirit Beast, his eyes as icy as his demeanor. His handsome face bore distinct features, exuding a kind of aloof coldness.

His gaze fell on Sang Xuewu, piercing like needles.

"Xuewu, what’s going on? Didn’t you say it was you who injured Ying Chuan?" Ying Ze’s words left the Third Elder of the Sang Family somewhat stunned, as he hurriedly whispered to Sang Xuewu beside him.

If the trouble was stirred up by Sang Xuewu, the Sang Family would naturally step in to resolve it.

But if it was caused by someone else, the Sang Family had no need to get involved.

"It was, it was me who injured him," Sang Xuewu declared with certainty.

She mustered her courage, raised her eyes to meet Ying Ze’s cold and aloof expression, and said loudly, "The one who injured Ying Chuan is me, no one else."

What?

The Second Young Master of the Ying Family, Ying Chuan, was injured?

The revelation sent ripples across the crowd, and those who were still in confusion suddenly understood the cause of the matter. In the present Sunset Grassland, there were Floating Guests everywhere. As Floating Guests, they were more aware of the relationships between the great families than the average person.

No one was unaware of Ying Ze’s identity. And his brother, Ying Chuan, was also known to be a notorious playboy.

The onlookers gradually quieted down, their gazes turning to the woman bold enough to challenge the Ying Family and injure Ying Chuan.

"Standing beside her is the Third Elder of the Sang Family. Could she be from the Sang Family?"

"You’re ignorant, aren’t you? That’s the first beauty of the West Continent, Miss Sang Xuewu!"

"So that’s Miss Xuewu? Truly a peerless beauty, unmatched in the realm! Worthy of the title as the first beauty of the West Continent."

"I heard that the Second Young Master of the Ying Family, Ying Chuan, has been coveting Miss Xuewu for a long time. It’s likely he angered the beauty and got punished."

"I just wonder what exactly Miss Sang did to the Second Young Master of the Ying Family to provoke such rage from Ying Ze, the Young Master."

The voices of speculation and discussion echoed around, as they debated how this conflict between the Ying and Sang Families would be resolved.

Meanwhile, Ying Ze remained indifferent, disdainfully saying, "You don’t have that capability." His scorn was directed at Sang Xuewu, indifferent to her status as the first beauty of the West Continent.

"What exactly happened with Sang Xuewu? Was it Ying Chuan causing trouble for you?" Sang Yichen, who sneaked over, squeezed next to Sang Xuewu and asked indignantly.

Along the way, he had already heard many whispering discussions.

Around the Ying Family’s entourage, many Floating Guest teams and some smaller family members had gathered. Inside and out, there were more than a thousand people.

They all had a spectator’s mindset, waiting to see how things would unfold.

Sang Zilan and Sang Ye arrived thereafter, standing behind the Third Elder with unsightly expressions. Sang Zilan looked at Sang Xuewu and said, "Sang Xuewu, you really know how to stir up trouble! So, you went to find the Third Elder that day to have him stand up for you?"

"Zilan," the Third Elder turned to her and warned.

The remaining members of the Sang Family gathered at this moment, gradually forming a stance of confrontation.

However, compared to the hundreds in the Ying Family’s group, the few members of the Sang Family appeared especially inconspicuous, lacking any sense of momentum.

"Yichen, I will handle this matter, don’t interfere," Sang Xuewu frowned slightly as the situation seemed to escalate further. She restrained Sang Yichen’s impulsiveness, gripping his wrist tightly to keep him within her sight.

The Third Elder stepped forward and bowed to Ying Ze, saying, "Young Master Ying, Xuewu has already explained the situation to me. Strictly speaking, it was indeed Second Young Master Ying’s fault first..."

"Are you trying to tell me that cutting off my brother’s tongue can just be let go like that?" Ying Ze interrupted the Third Elder loftily, not treating him as a senior at all.

The Third Elder’s expression froze, momentarily unable to continue speaking.

"Damn! They actually cut off Second Young Master Ying’s tongue! I truly cannot compare to Miss Xuewu’s courage!"

"No wonder Young Master Ying is so furious with the Second Young Master Ying becoming mute."

"Indeed, Miss Xuewu was too ruthless. If Young Master Ying was pestering her, she could have just gotten away. Why use such heavy hands?"

"Actually, Second Young Master Ying’s status isn’t too bad. Given the Sang Family’s current standing, marrying into the Ying Family would have been perfect."

"What a pity, the Second Young Master Ying admired a beauty but ended up having his tongue cut off by her."

"All of you, shut up! What do you know? Did you witness what happened? How dare you make such baseless comments here?" A new round of discussions ignited a fire in Sang Yichen’s heart as he roared at the gossip-mongers.

He looked fiercely at the people around, tightly grasped Sang Xuewu’s hand, determined to protect her.

Feeling his anger and desire to protect, Sang Xuewu felt a warmth in her heart and raised her head to look at Ying Ze. "Since Young Master Ying has already broken the matter, I won’t hide it any longer. Before taking action, I had warned Ying Chuan multiple times to leave. But he pressed me repeatedly, and in the end, even used despicable means to drug me. It was only for self-defense that I struck hard. No matter how you look at it, the logic is not on the side of the Ying Family."

"That bastard actually drugged you!" Sang Yichen was both angry and shocked.

Sang Xuewu comforted him, "It’s all in the past, I’m fine."

"So that’s what happened, no wonder Miss Xuewu struck so hard."

"Hehe, this matter is getting more and more interesting, it’s getting exciting."

The onlookers, with a mindset of watching the excitement, continued to watch.

Upon hearing Sang Xuewu’s words, Sang Zilan and Sang Ye were also secretly shocked. Although they didn’t get along with Sang Xuewu, it didn’t mean they could tolerate others bullying the Sang Family.

At this moment, almost everyone from the Sang Family was looking angrily at the Ying Family’s team.

However, Ying Ze’s expression didn’t change at all, he simply said coldly, "I want you to hand over the person who injured Ying Chuan, if you refuse to say, then don’t blame me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he instructed his subordinates behind him, "Take her away, and interrogate her severely."

"What are you going to do? You Ying Family shouldn’t be so overbearing!" The Third Elder suddenly stood out, blocking Sang Xuewu, a thin layer of anger on his gentle features.

However, the Ying Family’s people ignored his actions and directly approached Sang Xuewu.

"What are you all going to do?"

"What are you doing?"

"Are you bullying us because the Sang Family has no one?"

Other members of the Sang Family stepped forward one after another, protecting Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen in the center, strictly prohibiting the Ying Family’s people from approaching.

Sang Xuewu glanced at Sang Zilan, who responded with a cold snort, "Hmph, we’ll settle this when we return to the family."

Though the words were harsh, Sang Xuewu felt warm inside.

The actions of the Sang Family made Ying Ze frown slightly, a trace of impatience floating in his eyes.

For a moment, the situation between the Ying Family and the Sang Family was tense and hostile. Even among the surrounding crowd, there arose a tense atmosphere, involuntarily stepping back a few steps, leaving space between the two families.

...

On the hill where the Dragon Tooth Guards were camped, Mu Qingge, accompanied by Mo Yang, was inspecting the layout of the camp.

The familiar arrangement gave her a sense of a lifetime ago.

The way the Dragon Tooth Guards set up camp, combined with the methods from the Qin Country and her teachings, could be said to be the most scientific and advanced camp on this Sunset Grassland.

"Little Lord, there’s something I wish to discuss with you." Mo Yang said.

"Let’s hear it." Mu Qingge nodded.

Mo Yang pursed his lips, telling Mu Qingge the idea he had pondered for a long time, "The Dragon Teeth’s name is now widely known, and many local Floating Guest people are coming because of its reputation. I was thinking, can we establish an auxiliary corps to expand our influence in the Middle Ancient Realm?"

Mu Qingge nodded lightly, "The idea is good, but do you know the difficulties involved? The Floating Guests are a mix of good and bad, and they lack discipline. They are used to doing as they please and are difficult to manage. Moreover, with many people, it’s easy for spies to infiltrate. How will you prevent that? The Dragon Tooth Guards are unique, you know your situation. They want to join to receive the same treatment, but I can’t create another trusted aide like you, how will you make up for that?"

Her Genetic Transformation Agent is gone, it’s impossible to create super soldiers like the Dragon Tooth Guards with toxin immunity and super healing ability again.

She does not oppose expanding the Dragon Tooth Guards, but these real problems need to be addressed first.

"I will consider these issues carefully." Mo Yang responded after a moment of silence.

He wasn’t beaten by difficulties but instead wanted to think carefully about how to solve them.

This made Mu Qingge quite pleased. She nodded with a smile, "Good, I’ve always entrusted the Dragon Tooth Guards to your management. You haven’t disappointed me before and I believe you won’t in the future. Once you’ve thought it through, submit a plan to me." She could personally handle these issues, but she also needed Mo Yang’s growth, to give her an extra strong assistant.

"Yes, Little Lord!" Mo Yang accepted the order.

"Instructor!"

"Little Lord!"

Suddenly, two joyful voices called from afar.

Mu Qingge looked up and saw Jing Hai and You He, clad in light armor, running toward her with excitement. There were sweat stains on their foreheads, indicating they had just finished training.

Mu Qingge showed a faint smile and said to Mo Yang beside her, "How has Jing Hai performed after joining the Dragon Teeth?" Naturally, she wasn’t worried about You He.

Mo Yang nodded, "He’s very hardworking, not afraid of dirt or fatigue. He’s improving quickly, and now I’ve assigned him some reconnaissance tasks."

Mu Qingge’s mind stirred, and she asked, "Is there any unusual behavior?"

In her heart, she always felt there was a slight connection between Jing Hai and the Jing Family of the Central Continent. Even though, at present, there was no evidence to prove this connection other than the similar surname.

Mo Yang thought for a moment, then slowly shook his head, "No."

Mu Qingge’s eyes flickered, but she did not continue to ask.

At this moment, Jing Hai and You He had already arrived before her.

"Instructor, you finally arrived!" Jing Hai flashed a bright smile.

Mu Qingge nodded slightly with a smile, and asked, "Are you adapting here?"

Jing Hai nodded repeatedly, and his eyes shone differently from the past. The childishness in him had slightly faded, gaining a toughness honed by the military.

"Little Hai Zi—!" From a distance, an excited voice called out.

Several people looked up and saw Yuanyuan jumping gleefully, waving his hands high.

"It’s Little Shishu!" Seeing Yuanyuan, Jing Hai’s eyes also sparkled with joy. He looked at Mu Qingge with eyes filled with expectation.

Mu Qingge nodded, "Go ahead."

"Yes, Instructor." Jing Hai happily ran towards Yuanyuan.

Soon, the two boys of similar age were playfully wrestling together.

Mo Yang and You He stayed by Mu Qingge’s side and walked towards the higher ground in the camp.

"Mo Yang, with Xuan Kui whom I brought, teach him how to use the grenade gun within the next couple of days. Meanwhile, I need you to select some people from the Dragon Tooth Guards with excellent vision and endurance; I intend to train them. The Sunset Grassland is an excellent training area, and we must not waste this month."

"Yes, Little Lord." Mo Yang’s eyes shone brightly as he listened.

Because he knew, the Little Lord was about to pass on his expert skills again!

Ascending the high ground, it was almost as high as the watchtower, allowing a clear view of the activities on the Sunset Grassland below the hill.

On the Sunset Grassland, there were tens of thousands of tents stretched like a sea, their ends nowhere to be seen.

The crowd was endless, and it was unknown how many people had gathered.

Mu Qingge’s gaze lightly swept through, suddenly locking onto a peculiar scene in the middle. The emptiness there, in comparison to the congestion around it, was hard for her to miss.

Mu Qingge’s eyes slightly narrowed, seemingly two forces were confronting each other. One side was particularly conspicuous, exuding a formidable aura, riding Spirit Beasts, and hoisting banners.

Mu Qingge’s gaze followed the banners upwards, with an embroidered ’Ying’ character, she murmured aloud, "Ying Family."

Encountering the Ying Family so quickly startled Mu Qingge unexpectedly.

The grand hunt in the Flowing Guest Realm, attracting the Ying Family, was indeed surprising.

Mu Qingge’s clear eyes glinted with thought. ’At this time, who could be causing a dispute with the Ying Family?’ she pondered.

Inexplicably, Sang Xuewu’s image flashed in her mind.

She frowned slightly, mused internally, "Could she have come to the Sunset Grassland as well?"

"Send someone to investigate what’s happening over there," Mu Qingge instructed Mo Yang.

Mo Yang immediately dispatched the Dragon Tooth Guards to inquire secretly.

Already on the Sunset Grassland, albeit one side was on the hill and the other below it. Soon, the dispatched Dragon Tooth Guards returned, kneeled before Mu Qingge, and reported rapidly, "Reporting to Little Lord, within the Sunset Grassland, a dispute occurred between the Ying and Sang Family, triggered by the Sang Family’s Miss cutting off the tongue of the Ying Family’s Second Young Master Ying Chuan. Now, the Ying Family intends to take away the Sang Family’s Miss."

It was indeed related to her.

Mu Qingge’s eyes darkened. She calmly inquired, "Who is in charge of the Ying Family?"

"It’s the Ying Family’s Young Master Ying Ze." The Dragon Tooth Guard raised his head to answer Mu Qingge’s question.

Ying Ze! It was really Ying Ze!

Mu Qingge’s eyes slightly narrowed, a cold glimmer appeared within those slits. Unexpectedly, she was about to meet a top-five person from the Green Talent List so soon.

Thoughts churned in Mu Qingge’s mind as she descended from the high ground towards the camp gate.

"Little Lord, where are you going?" Mo Yang pursued.

Mu Qingge, however, did not look back as she strode away, saying indifferently, "Ying Chuan’s tongue, I cut it."

Having said that, she strode out through the opened gate.

Mo Yang froze, his expression changing drastically.

Being in the Flowing Guest Realm, he couldn’t possibly not know who Ying Ze was!

He immediately instructed You He, "Take charge of the camp."

Then, he issued an assembly order, "All Dragon Tooth Guards, assemble!"

Mu Qingge’s decision began brewing a stormy situation. The Floating Guests who had been lingering outside the Dragon Tooth Guard’s camp were puzzled, speculating about what might have happened, why the Dragon Tooth Guards were on high alert, somber and vigilant.

...

"Ying Ze, don’t be too overbearing! Is someone from my Sang Family something you can take away at will?" The Third Elder’s expression was tense, his eyes vigilantly fixed on Ying Ze.

However, Ying Ze remained indifferent, not putting the Sang Family in his eyes at all.

After the Third Elder’s warning, he said with disdain, "Is there anyone in the present Sang Family worth my concern?"

Arrogant! Domineering! Disdainful!

Ying Ze’s attitude, tone, and even words perfectly embodied these three traits.

With just one sentence, he mocked the faltering Sang Family hard, hitting all of their members’ faces.

"Hmph, outrageous, daring to disrespect my Sang Family like this!" Sang Zilan glared angrily at Ying Ze.

However, why would Ying Ze care about such insignificant people?

"Ying Ze, the one you’re looking for is me, and there are no others. My response now is final, and will remain so in the future," Sang Xuewu declared loudly.

Ying Ze’s mischievous gaze swept over, coldly saying, "Do you take me for a fool?"

"Ying Ze, what exactly do you want? This was primarily Ying Chuan’s fault initially, yet you persist in being aggressive?" the Third Elder sternly demanded.

Ying Ze’s stance told him resolving the matter would be difficult.

Yet, regardless, he must ensure the Sang Family’s juniors return safely, even if it costs him his life!

"I said, hand over the person who harmed my brother," Ying Ze insisted.

The Third Elder turned his gaze towards Sang Xuewu, sternly questioning, "Xuewu, what on earth is going on? Who really harmed Ying Chuan?"

"Xuewu, speak up?" Sang Yichen also found it odd, questioning Sang Xuewu.

Sang Xuewu’s eyes flashed with a complex shimmer, responded in a deep voice, "If I weren’t the one who harmed him, why would I get involved in this trouble?"

The Third Elder suspiciously replied, "But Ying Ze keeps insisting..."

Sang Xuewu gritted her teeth, interrupting the Third Elder’s words as she suddenly pushed Sang Yichen towards the Third Elder, cutting off his unfinished inquiry.

Then, amidst everyone’s shock, she leaped forth, with a flash of light in her hands, gripping a Divine Sword and thrusting it towards Ying Ze, coldly retorting, "I hurt Ying Chuan, you want revenge, why seek excuses? I’ll accompany you if you seek reprisal."

Her actions left the Sang Family in a state of panic.

"Xuewu!" the Third Elder shouted anxiously.

How could Sang Xuewu be a match for Ying Ze? Such actions would only provoke Ying Ze into lethal response!

’This isn’t typical of Xuewu; she would usually remain calm, never impulsive,’ the Third Elder thought internally.

Unknown to him, Sang Xuewu was taking a calculated risk since she had people she wanted to protect in her heart.

"Yichen, don’t let her go," the Third Elder ordered.

But Sang Yichen, also puzzled, was restrained tightly by the Third Elder.

Meanwhile, amid everyone’s shock, Sang Xuewu leaped forward, sword glimmering in her hand as she declared, "If you want to retaliate, I’ll accompany you."

Her daring action only provoked growing aggression from Ying Ze.

’This is outrageous!’ thought the Third Elder, imagining the disaster that could follow if Ying Ze launched a fatal strike!

At the Sunset Grassland, however, the arrayed guests murmured in confusion, speculating about the happenings, not understanding why there was so much tension in the Dragon Tooth Guard camp.

...

"Xuewu!"

The terrified shouts of the Third Elder and Sang Yichen echoed above the crowd.

The immense pain that felt like her bones were shattering made Sang Xuewu unable to hear those concerned calls. She only felt like she was floating in the air, watching the clouds roll and unroll in the sky of the Sunset Grassland.

Suddenly, a tightness at her waist pulled her into an embrace. When she looked up, she saw Mu Qingge’s face. "It’s you!" Her eyes filled with shock.

Mu Qingge’s expression was cold as she looked at her, wiping the blood from Sang Xuewu’s lips with a swift motion, and a pill appeared in her hand, which she directly stuffed into Sang Xuewu’s mouth, commanding, "Eat it."

Sang Xuewu did not resist, obediently swallowing the pill, her gaze fixed on Mu Qingge’s face, her eyes slightly red.

That expression was like a wronged child finally finding her support.

Mu Qingge slightly frowned, unable to comprehend the meaning of Sang Xuewu’s expression.

She descended gracefully with Sang Xuewu from the air, standing between the Sang Family and the Ying Family.

"Xuewu, are you alright?" The Third Elder rushed over, asking Sang Xuewu.

Sang Yichen also crowded over, gripping Sang Xuewu’s shoulders, scrutinizing her carefully. His face was pale, as if he had been greatly frightened.

Sang Xuewu awoke from her daze, slowly shaking her head in response to the Third Elder’s inquiry. The bone-deep pain she felt before had greatly subsided, almost to the point of not feeling it anymore.

’It’s that pill!’ Sang Xuewu immediately realized, looking complicatedly at the striking figure standing not far in front of her.

"Who is he? Why do I feel an inexplicable closeness?" After confirming Sang Xuewu was fine, Sang Yichen looked towards the figure dressed in red, standing as tall as a sword.

His muttering made Sang Xuewu’s heart skip a beat.

However, the Third Elder only reprimanded Sang Xuewu, saying, "Xuewu, how could you be so impulsive? Are you not afraid for your life?"

"Sang Xuewu, you bear the Sang name, you shouldn’t act rashly. Aren’t you afraid of dragging down our Sang Family?" Sang Zilan, her face a bit pale, accused with a harsh tone.

But Sang Xuewu did not wish to reply to any of this now, her concern focused solely on Mu Qingge.

Noticing her gaze, the Third Elder asked in confusion, "Who is he...?"

"Who are you to meddle in my affairs?" Ying Ze’s question cut like an icy blade through the crowd.

Mu Qingge stood with her arms crossed, the arrogance in her demeanor unchanged in the face of Ying Ze. She sneered coldly, taunting, "What? Did Ying Chuan not tell you, after losing his tongue, what clothes the person was wearing and what they looked like?"

"So it was you!" Ying Ze’s eyes narrowed, a more intense murderous aura emanating from him.

"Who could this handsome, otherworldly young man in red be?"

"Who knows, no one has ever seen or heard of such a striking figure emerging from any family."

"Truly extraordinarily handsome, dazzling like the blazing sun, catching the eye."

Voices of discussion arose, with varied speculations.

"Xuewu, who is he? Was he the one who hurt Ying Chuan? Why are you protecting him?" Sang Yichen asked.

"Shut up!" Suddenly, Sang Xuewu glared at him sharply.

Sang Yichen was stunned; Sang Xuewu had never spoken to him so harshly before.

"He is... he is..." Complex emotions surged in Sang Xuewu’s eyes.

Just then, Ying Ze’s voice rang out again, "State your name."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of approaching footsteps was heard.

The onlooking crowd quickly parted. A group of well-trained individuals, clad in black armor and robes, with two-toned cloaks of black and red, exuding a chilling and murderous aura, appeared before everyone.

"It’s Dragon Teeth!"

"It’s really Dragon Teeth!"

"Why are they here?"

Someone recognized their identity.

"Look, that’s Commander Mo!"

Someone also recognized Mo Yang.

"It’s actually Dragon Teeth? They heard the news and came as well?" The Third Elder said in shock.

Upon seeing the Dragon Tooth Guards with his own eyes, he was even more eager to cooperate with Dragon Teeth. Such a quality team, surpassing even the hidden guards cultivated by some major families.

The spirit and vigor they displayed were unparalleled!

’Is this Dragon Teeth?’ Sang Xuewu, equally astonished, gazed at the group that had suddenly appeared.

Sang Yichen also forgot Sang Xuewu’s interrupted words, staring speechlessly at the imposing Dragon Tooth Guards.

"Are they the Dragon Tooth Guards? They look incredible!" Sang Zilan whispered, unable to hide her curiosity and amazement.

The appearance of the Dragon Tooth Guards interrupted Ying Ze’s previous question.

His eyes glinted with darkness as he stared at the Dragon Tooth Guards, silent, hinting at some deep thinking in his gaze.

Mo Yang, leading the five hundred Dragon Tooth Guards, hurriedly approached, ignoring the stares of others, heading straight for Mu Qingge.

"Look, why are they going over to that young man?"

"Could it be that young man offended the Dragon Teeth too and was chased here?"

This speculation stirred a panic in Sang Xuewu’s heart as she worriedly glanced at Mu Qingge. However, Mu Qingge remained expressionless, not bothering to even glance at the Dragon Teeth, focusing instead on the Ying family.

’Did he offend Dragon Teeth?’ Ying Ze also found this speculation quite plausible, his cold and vicious gaze instantly gaining a mocking hue.

That proud aura emanating from the figure before him was intensely displeasing!

He was eager to see how this arrogant demeanor would hold up when sandwiched between two formidable forces.

Amid the crowd’s anticipation, Mo Yang and the Dragon Tooth Guards reached behind Mu Qingge. They then performed the jaw-dropping, eye-popping action.

In unison, they dropped to one knee before Mu Qingge, shouting loudly, "Young Lord—!"

What the heck! What is this situation?

Where’s the supposed offense gone?

Young Lord? What kind of title is that?

The Sunset Grassland fell into unprecedented silence. Everyone seemed petrified, with only the faint sound of facial expressions cracking.

Ying Ze’s expression stiffened, while a mischievous smile played at the corners of Mu Qingge’s mouth.

Sang Xuewu and the other members of the Sang Family were stunned, looking at Mu Qingge. They were puzzled by her identity, while a hidden excitement flickered in Sang Xuewu’s eyes.

In the distance, atop a hill, Bai Xi and her group remained behind, not accompanying the Dragon Tooth Guards.

They stood on high, observing every move on the grassland.

"I’m going to help Boss beat them up!" Yuanyuan rolled up her sleeves, ready to rush out.

But Yin Chen held her back with a swift grab.

Bai Xi said, "With the Dragon Tooth Guards there, nothing will happen to Qingge. We should stay and guard the campsite. If anything unexpected happens, we can always rush over; it’s not far after all." She had full confidence of appearing before Mu Qingge in an instant, should she transform into her true form.

Xuan Ya nodded in agreement, "With such an unclear situation, there’s indeed no need for us to expose all our forces."

...

"Are they your people?" Ying Ze came to his senses from the shock, slowly asking as he gazed at Mu Qingge.

Mo Yang and the five hundred Dragon Tooth Guards rose to stand behind Mu Qingge, forming a black river that completely separated the Sang Family and the Ying Family.

Mu Qingge nodded slowly.

This subtle gesture drew gasps from those around.

After all, speculation was one thing, but seeing the reality was another.

Most believed that Mo Yang was the leader of the Dragon Teeth, not realizing that behind him stood someone of such unearthly elegance.

The spectators found the unexpected turn of events incredibly thrilling!

The audience expressed their astonishment as they looked at Mu Qingge.

"They’re really the Dragon Teeth? What a formidable sight!" Sang Zilan whispered, her voice betraying her curiosity and astonishment.

The arrival of the Dragon Tooth Guards interrupted Ying Ze’s earlier inquiry.

He glared grimly at the Dragon Teeth, remaining silent while pondering.

Mo Yang, leading five hundred Dragon Tooth Guards, hastened over, ignoring the gazes of others, and walked directly towards Mu Qingge.

"Look! They’re heading straight for that young man!"

"Could it be that young man has also offended someone in Dragon Teeth and was tracked here?"

The sound of this speculation made Sang Xuewu’s heart race with worry as she looked at Mu Qingge. However, Mu Qingge remained as expressionless as ever, without deigning to look at the Dragon Teeth.

’Could it be him?’ The flicker of realization in Sang Yichen’s eyes could not be contained.

"Young Lord——!"

The valley settled into unprecedented silence. Everyone seemed to be frozen, as if turned to stone, as they stared, dumbfounded.

Ying Ze frowned slightly, then, standing tall, an unfamiliar expression crossed his face for the first time. -->

"This red-clad, extraordinarily handsome young lord, who on earth could he be?"

No one knew. No one had heard of any family producing such a breathtaking and striking young lord.

The speculation flew, diverse and varied.

"He truly is exceptionally handsome, radiant, like the sun itself, captivating everyone’s eyes."

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Marvelous! Truly marvelous!

The Big Hunt hasn’t officially started, yet we can already witness such a splendid scene, it’s truly worth the trip!

"State your name!" Ying Ze demanded once more.

Mu Qingge smiled gently, and with a calm demeanor, uttered her name, "Mu Qingge."

From this moment on, the name Mu Qingge began to spread across the Middle Ancient Realm—

"Mu Qingge!" Sang Yichen exclaimed in shock.

He stared incredulously at Mu Qingge’s back, seemingly understanding why Sang Xuewu would go to such lengths to protect her.

"Yichen, do you know her?" The Third Elder turned his eyes to ask upon hearing Sang Yichen’s astonished voice.

However, Sang Xuewu secretly grabbed Sang Yichen’s hand, stopping him.

Sang Yichen blinked and shook his head at the Third Elder.

Unable to get an answer, the Third Elder turned his gaze back to Mu Qingge.

"Xuewu, is she really..." Sang Yichen leaned in close to Sang Xuewu, and asked excitedly in a low voice.

Sang Xuewu slowly shook her head, saying complicatedly, "I’m still not sure."

"What do we need to do to be sure? Why don’t we just ask her directly?" Sang Yichen said excitedly.

Sang Xuewu, however, smiled bitterly, "I’m afraid she doesn’t even know we exist."

This sentence caused the excitement in Sang Yichen’s expression to freeze, suddenly enveloped by a sense of loss.

Sang Xuewu bit her lip and said, "Mr. Mu, this matter arose because of me. You saved me, so you’re my benefactor. You shouldn’t be dragged into this."

She wanted Mu Qingge to stay out of the trouble.

But Mu Qingge turned and gave her a gentle smile, "I’ll handle this matter."

"She’s so beautiful!" At Mu Qingge’s turn, Sang Zilan got a clear view of her face, and exclaimed in amazement.

Suddenly, her cheeks turned blush red, feeling somewhat hot.

Her change drew the displeasure of Sang Ye.

Meanwhile, Sang Yichen, hearing her comment, snorted disdainfully.

Sang Xuewu opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to persuade further.

"Listen." Mu Qingge silenced her with just two words.

After calming Sang Xuewu, Mu Qingge turned her eyes to Ying Ze.

"You intend to take on this matter yourself?" Ying Ze narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

Mu Qingge smirked, her tone wild and unruly, "Why not? How do you want to settle this, draw the line."

Sang Yichen looked at Mu Qingge with admiration all over his face.

And Sang Xuewu’s eyes showed a kind of dependency.

A savage light flashed in Ying Ze’s eyes, and he said sharply, "You dare to accept?"

"Why wouldn’t I dare?" Mu Qingge’s smile deepened.

"Good!" Ying Ze’s gaze turned calm, looking at Mu Qingge, "You’re not bad! You have the courage, but I wonder about your skills."

His gaze casually swept over Sang Xuewu, and then said to Mu Qingge, "Regardless of right or wrong, it’s true that Ying Chuan’s tongue was cut off by you. If you can withstand my three moves, this matter will be written off. Of course, if you can’t withstand it and die by my hand, you can’t blame me."

"No!" Hearing this condition, Sang Xuewu’s expression changed, shouting at Mu Qingge’s back.

Mu Qingge lowered her gaze briefly, then quickly lifted it, looked at Ying Ze, and smiled, "Witnessing the skills of the fourth rank on the Green Talent List, why not?"

She agreed!

Sang Xuewu nearly stumbled, almost falling.

Sang Yichen hurriedly supported her, asking in her ear, "What do we do? Ying Ze is in the Silver Realm Fourth Layer, or even Fifth Layer. How can we let her take the challenge? It should be me instead!"

"We can only trust her!" Sang Xuewu tightly gripped Sang Yichen’s wrist, her face full of worry as she looked at Mu Qingge.

"Young Lord..." Mo Yang was also worried, looking at Mu Qingge.

This was to take on the moves, not sparring!

In other words, Mu Qingge couldn’t retaliate, she had to withstand Ying Ze’s three moves!

Mu Qingge looked at him, her clear eyes carrying an indisputable emotion.

Mo Yang pressed his lips together and led others to step aside.

The field was expanded again.

Everyone cooperatively stepped back, leaving enough space for Mu Qingge and Ying Ze.

"Can she really withstand the three moves of Young Master Ying? Young Master Ying is the fourth rank on the Green Talent List!"

"I reckon it’s difficult, she might withstand one move at most."

"I think so too, I’m afraid this gentleman will die at Ying Ze’s hands today."

"Have you ever thought that if she withstands it, this reputation will spread. Someone who can withstand three moves from the fourth on the Green Talent List, won’t she definitely make it into the list?"

"The reasoning is sound, but the possibility is too small."

"I’ve heard at twelve, Ying Ze punched and killed a Silver Realm First Layer guy."

"I’ve heard that too! The Ying Family has a Giant Power bloodline, and Ying Ze is the one whose bloodline awakened the strongest. His strength exceeds ordinary people, not to mention his profound cultivation, normal people can’t compete with him, whose bones are tough enough to withstand his torture?"

"So, Ying Ze is clearly seeking this gentleman’s life!"

"Who says otherwise?"

"It seems today’s outcome is destined!"

These one-sided discussions turned Sang Xuewu’s face pale, and Sang Yichen was anxious beyond measure. Mo Yang’s face turned dark, his cold gaze swept over those making sarcastic remarks.

Yet, Mu Qingge stood unmoved like a reef in the sea amid these discussions.

Ying Ze jumped off the Spirit Beast mount, his light armor clinking with metal as he walked. He stopped opposite Mu Qingge, standing against her.

Mu Qingge’s composed face, with an arrogance he detested, irritated him greatly.

"You heard what they said. Are you not worried about yourself at all?" Ying Ze tried to break Mu Qingge’s calm. He suddenly thought it would be interesting if fear and regret appeared on this flawless face.

Mu Qingge chuckled softly, replying, "Reality will slap public opinion hard in the face."

"You’re quite confident. I’m curious, where does your confidence come from?" Ying Ze squinted. His right hand was already raised; he didn’t use a weapon, but an invisible whirlwind appeared on his right arm as he raised it, engulfing the whole arm, his muscles swelling, veins bulging.

When he raised his right arm, Mu Qingge felt a pressure coming at her, making her gaze solemn.

Within the Sang Family’s ranks behind the Dragon Tooth Guards, Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen clasped their hands secretly, nervously staring at Mu Qingge’s back.

"First move." Ying Ze shouted sharply. His whole body leapt into the air, his right hand a fist, attacking Mu Qingge’s chest.

The punch, with the force of a thousand pounds, tore through the air, pressing the grass on the ground flat.

Mu Qingge’s eyes constricted sharply, and she immediately clenched her fists, crossing them in a defensive posture in front of her chest.

Just as she prepared, Ying Ze’s fist collided with her crossed hands.

A force like a sledgehammer’s blow reverberated, causing Mu Qingge’s bones to emit a faint creak, and a tearing pain from her muscles, forcing her to step back, one foot sinking into the grass, leaving a deep footprint. Behind her heel, a crack stretched outward.

"She took it!"

"She actually took it!"

Ying Ze slowly retracted his hand, looking at Mu Qingge without surprise, "You knew how to dissipate the force into the ground, not bad. The first move, you took it. But, I must tell you, I only used thirty percent of my strength just now. And the next second move, I’ll use seventy percent."

Mu Qingge’s arms tingled, her skin already red and swollen.

If she hadn’t persistently engaged in Body Refinement, using the Thunder Pool to temper her physique, that previous hit would’ve shattered her internal organs.

And that was just Ying Ze’s thirty percent strength!

Her gaze darkened slightly, blocking out the mocking, taunting stares around, as well as the concern from the Dragon Tooth Guards and Sang Xuewu siblings, focusing intently on Ying Ze, clenching her fists, with her powerful self-healing ability instantly restoring her skin to normal.

"Bring it on!" She proactively addressed Ying Ze.