Invincible Uncle-Grandmaster

Chapter 72 - You Despicable Person!



Chapter 72: You Despicable Person!

Being rejected, Zhou Yuan was rather depressed. He was, after all, a leading figure of the younger generation of the Zhou Clan and the future patriarch of the Zhou Clan. Couldn’t Shen Zhiwen at least try to save him some face?

“Move, move. You’re in the way.”

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind Zhou Yuan and the others, sounding rather impatient.

Zhou Yuan was already a little depressed. Upon hearing this, he was like a lit firecracker as he roared, “Get lost!”

“Hey, hey, hey, hey. Isn’t this Little Brother Zhou Yuan? Why are you so angry? Who provoked you again?”

Zhou Yuan was stunned. Only then did he realize that not far behind him stood a charming yellow-robed woman who was looking at him teasingly.

There were also a few elders following behind the woman. Clearly, they had extraordinary statuses.

“Yan Ruoxi? Why are you here?”

Zhou Yuan’s expression darkened.

Yan Ruoxi was the leader of the younger generation of one of the Six Great Clans, the Yan Clan. It was rumored that she cultivated illusions and was extremely difficult to deal with. Moreover, the two clans were enemies, so Zhou Yuan had never had a good impression of her.

“Why can’t I appear here?”

Yan Ruoxi covered her mouth and chuckled. “Could you be the owner of this property?”

“You!”

Zhou Yuan was stunned and speechless.

Just as Yan Ruoxi was about to mock Zhou Yuan, she suddenly saw Shen Zhiwen sitting by the window. Her expression immediately changed as she bowed and said, “Greetings senior brother Shen.”

Shen Zhiwen nodded in response.

Yan Ruoxi finally understood why Zhou Yuan was standing there like a fool. It was because the eldest senior brother of the Profound Yellow Sect was here. Let alone Zhou Yuan, even if the Zhou Family Head were here, he would probably have to be extremely respectful to Shen Zhiwen.

Seeing that Shen Zhiwen had no intention of standing up for Zhou Yuan, Yan Ruoxi breathed a sigh of relief. But when she raised her head, she inadvertently saw Qin Jue sitting next to Shen Zhiwen.

“So handsome!”

This was Yan Ruoxi’s first thought.

Yan Ruoxi had seen countless men and had seen all kinds of handsome men, but she had never seen a youth like Qin Jue who had zero trace of ugliness and had such an outstanding temperament.

“Hey, what are you looking at?”

Sensing Yan Ruoxi’s gaze, Lin Yue spoke.

“Huh?” “Nothing.”

Shocked, Yan Ruoxi hurriedly retracted her gaze.

If it were anyone else, Yan Ruoxi might retort. However, the other party was a core disciple of the Profound Yellow Sect, and his strength was on par with hers. Even if she was displeased, she could only hold it in.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward for a moment. Only Qin Jue continued to drink and eat as if nothing had happened, as if no one else existed.

Fortunately, a cry of surprise came from outside, attracting everyone’s attention.

“Look! That’s the holy maiden of the Thunder Breeze Sect!”

“How beautiful!”

“Someone on the Spiritnet has given the Southern Land’s beauties a ranking. The holy maiden of the Thunder Breeze Sect is ranked first.”

“Tsk tsk, if I can marry such a beautiful wife, it would be worth it even if I die.”

“Tch, like you could ever marry someone like her.”

“…”

On both sides of the street, many cultivators were discussing spiritedly. They were unable to take their eyes off the stunning beauty that was slowly walking over from the distance, their mouths watering.

The woman was dressed in a white dress, and she was pure and elegant. Not a trace of dust could be seen on her face, and her facial features were beautiful to the extreme. However, her expression was slightly cold, and she gave others a cold feeling that was difficult to approach.

Yan Ruoxi and Lin Yue were nothing compared to her.

Perhaps due to the great losses suffered by the Thunder Breeze Sect in the previous war, she did not have any disciples following her. However, everyone present knew that even if she was alone, she could still not be underestimated.

“Looks like the people from the Six Great Clans and the Three Major Sects are arriving one after another.”

After pondering for a moment, Shen Zhiwen shouted towards the absolutely stunning woman below, “Junior Sister Su Yan, over here.”

Hearing this voice, the peerless beauty raised her head and looked over. Seeing this, the male disciples immediately held their breaths, their eyes almost popping out.

“Senior Brother Shen?”

The absolutely stunning woman’s figure swayed, and in the next moment, she appeared in the restaurant. When she got closer, everyone couldn’t help but be stunned. Even the jealousy in Yan Ruoxi and Lin Yue’s hearts was instantly extinguished.

The difference was simply too great.

Qin Jue looked up at the woman. She looked almost the same as when she had participated in the Demon-Slaying Gathering. Whether it was her appearance or her figure, they were both godlike. It was just that there was a hint of coldness between her brows. Presumably, the death of Patriarch Thunder Breeze had affected her greatly.

“Haha, Junior Sister Su Yan, long time no see.”

Shen Zhiwen smiled.

“I didn’t have the chance to thank Senior Brother Shen for saving me last time. Thankfully, we’re able to meet again. Thank you, Senior Brother Shen.”

Su Yan said sincerely.

If it weren’t for Shen Zhiwen helping her block the attack of that Purple Spirit Race expert, she would have most likely died on the plains, so Su Yan was very grateful.

“It was nothing.”

Shen Zhiwen said indifferently. His Martial Dao was like that to begin with. Even if the other party was only an ordinary disciple, he would definitely not sit idle.

“Is Junior Sister Su Yan alone?”

Shen Zhiwen did not want to continue this topic, so he asked.

“Yes.”

The woman nodded slightly.

As everyone knew, the Thunder Breeze Sect had suffered the most losses in this war. Not only had the only Legendary Stage expert in the sect fallen, but almost all the core disciples of the younger generation had been wiped out, leaving only Su Yan, the holy maiden. Otherwise, with her status, why would she be alone?

“In that case, why don’t Junior Sister Su Yan form a team with us? At least we can take care of each other.”

Shen Zhiwen continued.

Zhou Yuan :”…”

What was going on?

Didn’t you say just now that you didn’t plan on forming a team?

Did you take the initiative to invite her just because she’s a woman?

Are you really inviting her for pure intentions?

You’re clearly coveting her body!

You’re despicable!

In fact, Zhou Yuan had really misunderstood Shen Zhiwen. He didn’t just refuse Zhou Yuan because he was a man, the most important thing was that he did not want to have anything to do with the Zhou Family. How could Shen Zhiwen not understand the reason why Zhou Yuan wanted to befriend him?

“This…”

Su Yan hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Alright.”

Su Yan had faith in Shen Zhiwen’s character. Moreover, if the two of them, who were at the peak of the Heaven Stage, joined forces, they would be able to deal with any situation after entering the Wuji Mystic Realm. Moreover, they even had five other late-phase Heaven Stage core disciples in their team.

“Wait…”

Su Yan suddenly noticed Qin Jue, who was eating and drinking beside Shen Zhiwen. Although the current Qin Jue didn’t care about his image, she still found him to be extremely… handsome?

Especially his drinking posture, it gave off an indescribable carefree feeling.

Was he a disciple of the Profound Yellow Sect?

No, he wasn’t. He wasn’t wearing the right clothes.

As if he had noticed Su Yan’s confusion, Shen Zhiwen quickly introduced, “This is my… friend, Qin Jue.”

At the same time, Qin Jue took a sip of wine and said, “Hello.”

“Uh… Hello.” Su Yan was slightly startled.

Qin Jue didn’t think too much about it. He burped in satisfaction and transmitted his voice to Shen Zhiwen, “I’m full. Let’s enter the Wuji Mystic Realm now.”

“Huh?”

Shen Zhiwen was stunned.

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