Beautiful CEO’s Top Martial Expert

Chapter 1266: Chapter 1264: Half-Immortal of Wine

At this moment, only the two strong individuals from the Hidden World Clans at the Half-Step Void-Breaking Realm remained, staring blankly at the scene before them, their eyes completely dazed.

Roar!

The Saber-Toothed Tiger roared at the two men once again, its body instantly charging forward. In a flash, it arrived in front of them, leaping up as its two tiger claws slashed out like lightning.

Splurt!

Splurt!

In an instant, the Saber-Toothed Tiger’s claws pierced directly through their chests, crushing their hearts. The two Half-Step Void-Breaking Realm strong individuals spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood, collapsing to the ground, eyes wide open, unwilling to die in peace.

Witnessing this scene, Tian Tu and the others were all struck dumb, their expressions revealing boundless shock. Clearly, none of them had anticipated the Saber-Toothed Tiger’s terrifying strength.

This was the first time they had witnessed the Saber-Toothed Tiger unleash its power; the sheer display left them beyond words in astonished disbelief.

Outside China, in a certain mysterious location, stood an ordinary courtyard filled with a cluster of flowers and plants. On a reclining chair lay a white-haired elder dressed in simple clothing, holding a wine jug, which he shook gently, emanating a thick smell of alcohol.

At that moment, a young man stepped inside—it was Luo Qianyu.

”Old man, you’re living quite the relaxed life, huh!”

Luo Qianyu looked at the white-haired elder and spoke casually, then smelled the rich fragrance of alcohol coming from him and remarked, ”This smell is so pure and strong; looks like you’ve brewed another batch of good wine, old man. Hurry up and bring some over for me to taste!”

”You brat, didn’t you find any good wine out there? Always returning to seek me out—you’re nothing but a freeloader!”

The white-haired elder opened his eyes and shot an annoyed look at Luo Qianyu.

”The wine outside may be decent, but none can compare to yours, Half-Immortal of Wine!”

Luo Qianyu replied with a grin.

”What place did you take in the Martial Path Tournament this time? Did you get first?”

The white-haired elder asked indifferently.

”No, I didn’t even make it into the top three!”

Luo Qianyu admitted.

”You didn’t even make it into the top three? Could it be that the young prodigies of the Martial Arts World have grown so powerful?”

The elder’s eyes showed a hint of astonishment.

”Not really. If I wanted, getting into the top three would have been easy—I just chose not to. But indeed, the Martial Arts World boasts quite the number of gifted disciples nowadays, especially the Xuanyuan Clan’s Young Master Xuanyuan Hong. He has even gained mastery over the Xuanyuan Sword!”

Luo Qianyu said casually.

”That impressive? To have control over the Xuanyuan Sword... It seems the Xuanyuan Clan is graced once again by a Martial Arts Master rivaling their ancestor. So, I suppose he must have claimed the tournament’s first place?”

The white-haired elder took a sip from his wine jug and commented.

”No!”

Luo Qianyu shook his head.

”No? Don’t tell me he didn’t compete for first place?”

Surprise flickered across the elder’s face.

”He was defeated. And the person who defeated him is only at the Entering Saint Realm. Yet, despite Xuanyuan Hong being at the Celestial Beings Realm and wielding the Xuanyuan Sword, he was thoroughly beaten. Moreover, the victor also possesses the Minghong Blade and commands a profoundly powerful flame, likely Earthfire.”

Luo Qianyu explained.

”There’s such a person? An Entering Saint Realm individual defeating someone in the Celestial Beings Realm—and acquiring the Minghong Blade, reputed to rival the Xuanyuan Sword? Wasn’t the Minghong Blade supposed to be sealed? And commanding Earthfire as well... This young prodigy is truly extraordinary. What’s his name?”

The elder exclaimed in wonder.

”Xiao Yifeng!”

Luo Qianyu answered.

”His surname is Xiao?”

The elder’s pupils narrowed as a peculiar glint flickered in his eyes.

”What’s the matter?”

Luo Qianyu asked, perplexed.

”Nothing.”

The elder shook his head, then asked, ”Have you fought him?”

”No, if I were to duel him, I wouldn’t be confident in winning. He’s undoubtedly the strongest cross-realm combatant I’ve ever encountered. To be so fearsome while still at the Entering Saint Realm...”

Luo Qianyu’s eyes sparkled with admiration.

”Enough about this. I have plenty of other headaches to deal with now—your return is timely!”

The elder said seriously.

”What’s going on?”

Luo Qianyu looked at the elder inquisitively.

”Some individuals are growing restless, beginning to stir trouble. And it won’t be long until *that* moment arrives. Everyone harbors their own agenda.”

The elder’s expression turned somber.

”Are they planning to...”

Luo Qianyu’s expression changed drastically.

”Yes, which is why I’m so troubled!”

The elder sighed.

”But with you around, how dare they...”

Luo Qianyu’s eyes flickered with a strange light.

”I am not invincible!”

The elder responded with a wry smile, shaking his head.

Meanwhile, in Europe, Country Y—another day began anew.

Within a grand castle in Country Y, there was a hall where thirteen chairs were arranged. Currently, twelve foreign middle-aged men were seated here. They were the Patriarchs of the Blood Clan’s Thirteen Clans—the seat belonging to Charles was empty.

”I assume everyone’s heard the news of the Charles Family’s annihilation by now.”

One of these men spoke—Joster, the Patriarch of the Joke Family and the strongest among the thirteen clans.

”Who could have possibly possessed such strength to annihilate the Charles Family?”

Another clan Patriarch asked.

”The old man of the Charles Family had long since reached the Void-Breaking Realm. Even he wasn’t spared, which indicates that the perpetrator is at least a Void-Breaking Realm expert. The question is—what is their intent? Were they merely targeting the Charles Family, or do they have designs against us all in the Blood Clan?”

Joster’s face grew serious.

”What should we do now?”

”Investigate thoroughly. Regardless of their purpose—since the Charles Family was part of the Blood Clan, this vengeance is something we must see through on their behalf!”

Joster declared sternly.

Meanwhile, in the Locke Family, Xiao Yifeng had just woken up, and Fei Xuelin appeared in front of him.

”You’ve finally woken up. Princess Shava has come to see you.”

Fei Xuelin said.

”Princess Shava is here?”

Xiao Yifeng’s eyes revealed a trace of surprise.

Inside the living room, Shava sat gracefully in a pure white gown, her hands adorned with lace gloves.

”Princess Your Highness!”

Xiao Yifeng walked up to Shava and greeted her.

”Mr. Xiao!”

Shava nodded slightly.

”Princess Your Highness, why have you come?”

Xiao Yifeng asked in puzzlement.

”I’m sorry for what happened last night. Because of me, my mother misunderstood you.”

Shava spoke softly, her cheeks tinged with a slight blush.

”It’s nothing. Because of me, you suffered—I should be apologizing.”

Xiao Yifeng replied lightly.

”What happened last night between you two?”

Fei Xuelin stepped forward, looking at the pair with curiosity.

”Nothing!”

Xiao Yifeng shook his head.

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