Doomed by Fate, My Sect Urges My Comeback - Chapter 213

The Master Pavilion’s confidence soared. “If you lose, you must hand over ten Grade Seven elixirs and promise never to bother our Blazing Fire Pavilion again.”

Wang Zhi sighed in distress, murmuring quietly.

“Ten Grade Seven elixirs…”

The Master Pavilion’s eyes gleamed brighter.

If he won, not only would he gain these ten Grade Seven elixirs, but he could also establish an alliance with Tuo Yue Sect and earn their Sect Leader’s favor. He might even gain more benefits.

Suddenly, a powerful voice roared from the crowd.

“No way!”

The Sect Leader’s smile instantly vanished.

A young man wearing the red uniform of the Blazing Fire Pavilion stormed out, seething with anger.

He was only in his early twenties, with a muscular build and flaming red hair.

He wielded two axes wrapped in red cords, charging through the crowd like a human cannonball, creating a path to the front.

“Yan Shoulu! Get back here! Someone, take him away!” the Master Pavilion ordered coldly, and others moved to apprehend him.

But Yan Shoulu was incredibly strong, effortlessly pushing away the dozen people surrounding him.

Afterward, he glared at the Tuo Yue Sect with hatred, veins bulging on his forehead.

“Our Blazing Fire Pavilion disdains associating with your sect. Get lost!”

“You hypocrites, leave!”

The area fell silent.

Those who had witnessed the power of the Soul Devouring Sword nervously eyed Mo Yu, who was still leaning against her weapon, and quickly tried to pull Yan Shoulu back.

The Master Pavilion hurriedly descended, trying to calm everyone down.

Mo Yu, however, found this man intriguing.

She squinted her eyes and opened Yan Shoulu’s life panel.

Yan Shoulu, age 25. Born in the mountains behind the Blazing Fire Pavilion, raised by a spirit tiger. He was found and brought back to the sect by his adoptive father at age three. He has been incredibly strong since childhood. Due to an evil fire within him, he has a volatile temper. At thirteen, his adoptive parents were taken away by the sect’s clock tower and never heard from again, causing him to harbor deep resentment toward the sect. At 25, he followed Bai Roujing and established a group, successfully leading his people to rebel and carve out their own territory. At 160, Bai Roujing found his adoptive parents in the Hai Yun Sect, cementing his loyalty to her and making him one of her secret lovers. At 180, he died protecting Bai Roujing.

She was right. Another one of Bai Roujing’s secret lovers.

She had to admit, Bai Roujing had good taste.

Although Yan Shoulu had a fiery temper, he had a slender waist, a broad back, handsome features, and a somewhat innocent look.

Finally, the Master Pavilion managed to calm him down.

Yan Shoulu still glared furiously at the sect.

Mo Yu suddenly rode her Soul Devouring Sword into the air, looking down at him.

“Your name is Yan Shoulu? Do you think you’re so tough?”

Her words were like lighting a fuse. Yan Shoulu exploded in anger.

“Woman of the sect! Come down and fight me if you dare!”

Mo Yu glanced at him arrogantly, making Yan Shoulu even more furious.

“If you have the guts to come down here, I’ll beat you to a pulp!”

Mo Yu laughed, lightly flicking her finger in the air.

Bang!

Another loud explosion.

A powerful surge of spiritual energy formed out of thin air, slamming into the barrier.

This time, the barrier wobbled dangerously.

The crowd gasped in fear.

“So strong!”

“Oh no! Our barrier can’t hold!”

“Everyone, fall back! The barrier is going to break!”

Mo Yu stopped attacking and stood on her Soul Devouring Sword, smiling.

“Having a mouth isn’t enough for a man. You might be good at provoking, but don’t forget, there are many people in this world you can’t afford to offend. If you hate our sect so much, then you should first make yourself stronger.”