Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don t Call Me a Demon!

Chapter 345: Chapter 243: I Want to Fight Ten (30,000 Words for Third Update, Request for Monthly Pass!)

Zou Minzun was also staring at Su Jie, his face revealing a sinister smile.

Su Jie instantly understood in his heart that the other party was most likely here because of the Ghost Bride issue.

“If you are here to celebrate, I welcome you, of course, but today is a special day for me, so let’s not make things unpleasant here,” he said.

Xiao Yuanshan, having also experienced the East Victory City incident, immediately sensed that Zou Minzun’s arrival was hostile upon seeing him in the crowd.

“Ha-ha, I’m afraid that won’t be easy!”

Zhao Lianshan smiled faintly, a newly promoted member of the Secret Realm who had at most refined one organ; he didn’t take him seriously at all.

His piercing gaze swept over the crowd and fixed on Su Jie: “This must be Su Jie, the most outstanding disciple of the Ghost Ridge Palace, right? Don’t you want to explain what happened in East Victory City?”

Without expression, Su Jie set down his chopsticks and rose from his seat: “Elder Zhao, by East Victory City, are you referring to the unprovoked attack by your Heavenly Soul Sect on us? Considering our sects are about to join forces, I shall temporarily refrain from pursuing that matter.”

Zhao Lianshan was taken aback, clearly not expecting Su Jie to talk back like this under such circumstances, and to openly criticize their Heavenly Soul Sect first.

“Boy, you disrupted our plans and snatched away my Ghost Bride; do you mean to say that this is our fault?”

Zou Minzun stepped out, his eyes gleaming with a cold, murderous intent.

If looks could kill, Su Jie would have no flesh left by now.

“We were in East Victory City to carry out the mission of capturing the traitor Qi Shijian. It was your so-called Elder Zhong Shiguan who attacked us first, and moreover, it was utterly shameless, using his superior strength against the weak.”

“Your people wanted to kill me; surely we aren’t just expected to stretch out our necks to the blade without even allowing us to resist.”

“Sometimes I really wonder if your Heavenly Soul Sect is deliberately trying to hinder our mission, wanting to protect the fugitive traitor Qi Shijian.”

Su Jie walked up to Zou Minzun, his gaze unwavering as he looked him in the eye, and declared loudly, “If you disagree, we can have the Sect Master come to bear witness and search our souls to see who is lying.”

These words instantly made Zou Minzun’s expression incredibly ugly.

Because what Su Jie said was true, it was indeed Zhong Shiguan who had attacked the Demon Cultivator first.

Zhong Shiguan had indeed told Zou Minzun about it afterward. Although his main target at the time was to snatch away Han Ruyan and attacking Su Jie was just to silence him, it was indeed his people who attacked first, and there was no denying it.

What a sharp-tongued kid.

Zhao Lianshan, watching Zou Minzun fall into a speechless state, spoke with a sinking tone: “Regardless of the causes of the incident, the Ghost Bride is a Fierce Ghost cultivated by an elder of our Heavenly Soul Sect. If you return her, this matter can be considered over.”

Speaking, Zhao Lianshan’s gaze never left Su Jie. The intangible aura of a Senior Secret Realm member was enough to make a Yunling Realm disciple shiver intensely with fear.

“Hmph, Elder Zhao, that statement is mistaken,” Su Jie retorted.

Just then, a figure appeared in front of Su Jie.

Taoist Qiu, his eyes sharp like venomous snakes, looked at Zhao Lianshan with a smug yet cheerless smile: “How can the cause of the matter be ignored? Right and wrong must be clearly distinguished. No one should expect to humiliate my disciple so easily. Where did you get the face to do that?”

Zhao Lianshan’s Primordial Spirit Pearl in his right eye rotated slightly, dense runes emerging upon it, locking onto Taoist Qiu as a deep, abyss-like Yin Qi enveloped it, his black robe fluttering without wind.

Fine snake scales appeared on Taoist Qiu’s neck, and from within his sleeves, a myriad of colorful snakes peeked out, hissing and flicking their tongues.

The aura of the two Senior Elders clashed, causing the surrounding bluestone pavement to crack and split.

The guests nearby swiftly backed away, and those who were slow to retreat had blood spilling from their mouths and noses, their faces filled with terror.

Behind Taoist Qiu, several elders of the Ghost Ridge Palace who had been attending the banquet rose to their feet.

Even those who did not get along with Taoist Qiu would still need to stand united in the face of an outsider’s bullying, at least in such a public setting.@@novelbin@@

Zou Minzun also took a few elders of the Heavenly Soul Sect and moved behind Zhao Lianshan.

The two groups faced each other across the distance, the atmosphere was extremely tense and solemn, as if a great battle could break out at any moment.

Su Jie looked at the back of Taoist Qiu, feeling somewhat touched.

Although Taoist Qiu was somewhat harsh on ordinary disciples, he had nothing but praise for him, and at this moment he had stepped up to take the pressure off Su Jie.

Bang!

Just as the tension escalated, a figure descended from the sky.

“All of you, cease at once,” a stern voice commanded, as Tang Peiqing appeared between the two parties, preventing a potential battle from erupting.

“Elder Tang, these people from the Heavenly Soul Sect came out of nowhere to trouble my disciple. Surely our Ghost Ridge Palace isn’t so weak as to be trampled upon by outsiders, right?”

Upon seeing Tang Peiqing, the most senior elder of the Ghost Ridge Palace, Taoist Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn’t want to pick a fight with Zhao Lianshan for no good reason, not because he feared defeat, but because he didn’t want to affect the grand plan of alliance between Ghost Ridge Palace and Heavenly Soul Sect.

“Elder Tang, it turns out your high disciple is quite remarkable! Snatching away a Fierce Ghost cultivated by an elder of our Heavenly Soul Sect and now refusing to return her?”

Zhao Lianshan tempered his aura, his words tinged with displeasure.

“Tsk, something belonging to an elder being snatched by a disciple is embarrassing to mention. I would feel ashamed to speak up on behalf of that elder,”

A quietly muttered, crisp voice arose, and the assembled guests bowed their heads, struggling to hold back their laughter.

Zhao Lianshan’s face twitched as he scanned the crowd: “Who, who’s speaking?”