520: Chapter 520 I kindly took in your Hehuan Sect, yet you dare to harm my son?

Xu Ruyu slowly raised his hand.

Immediately, a terrifying power erupted from within his body.

It was the strength of the Mid-Stage Saint Realm, vast as the sea, towering as a mountain.

The power swept through the entire main hall, tearing the red silks into shreds, knocking the lanterns askew, overturning tables and chairs, and shattering cups and saucers.

"Boom!"

The main hall was in complete disarray.

The guests screamed and scattered to avoid it; some were knocked to the ground by the wave of Qi, some were scratched by debris, and some were so frightened that their faces turned pale as they scrambled to run outside.

The Disciples of the Tianyan Sect were at a loss; some drew their swords, some retreated, and others stood frozen in place.

Shen Biyun's expression changed completely.

What shocked her was not that Xu Ruyu dared to run wild in her main hall, but his Cultivation.

That power—Mid-Stage Saint Realm!

How could a brat in the Qi Refinement Stage be in the Mid-Stage Saint Realm? How was this possible? She had lived for hundreds of years and had never seen such a bizarre thing.

A person who clearly only had the Aura of the Qi Refinement Stage could burst forth with the strength of the Mid-Stage Saint Realm.

This was too damn bizarre!

Shen Ao had also been knocked to the ground by the wave of Qi, landing in a disheveled mess.

He struggled to climb up, looking at Xu Ruyu, his eyes filled with shock and unwillingness.

Xu Ruyu did not look at him. He looked at Shen Biyun, his voice as cold as ice: "Good, very good indeed."

He turned to Xiao Nianyin, his gaze filled with questioning: "Xiao Nianyin, is this what you meant when you said the Disciples had been properly settled? Is this the 'good sister' you kept talking about?"

Xiao Nianyin's expression was very ugly.

She looked at the mess on the floor, the tear stains on Leng Ningshuang's face, and the hypocritical face of Shen Biyun, and she understood everything.

She understood Shen Biyun and knew that this woman was calculating and never did business that would result in a loss.

She had thought that Shen Biyun would help the Hehuan Sect sincerely, out of consideration for their past friendship.

She was wrong.

"Although my Hehuan Sect has fallen," Xu Ruyu's voice echoed in the hall, every word like a heavy hammer, "it is not something that just anyone can bully."

"The Taihu Clan cannot, the Jile Sect cannot, the Tianshu Sword Sect cannot—"

He paused, his gaze sharp as a knife, landing on Shen Biyun: "And your Tianyan Sect, even less so."

Shen Biyun's face turned from green to white.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say.

She was the Sect Master of the Tianyan Sect, an expert in the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, and a prominent figure in this Cultivation World.

Today, in front of so many people, being scolded by a young man while pointing at her nose, where could she put her face?

But she dared not lash out.

Because Xu Ruyu's strength was too bizarre, and because Xiao Nianyin's strength was unfathomable.

She didn't know what Xiao Nianyin's current Cultivation was, but she knew she was no match for her.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in her heart, and forced a smile onto her face again.

But that smile was no longer as natural as before.

"Sect Master Xu, I don't like hearing you say that." Her voice was still sweet, but it had a hint of stiffness, "Our Tianyan Sect remembered past kindness, which is why we were willing to take in your Sect's Disciples and settle them properly when your Sect was in trouble."

"As for the marriage between Ao'er and Leng Ningshuang, Leng Ningshuang agreed to it herself; how can you say we are taking advantage of a difficult situation?"

She glanced at Xiao Nianyin, then at Xu Ruyu, and sneered: "Xiao Nianyin, your new Sect Master has quite a temper, doesn't he? Is he trying to bite back at us?"

Xiao Nianyin did not answer.

She knew Xu Ruyu was angry.

Leng Ningshuang was a Disciple Xu Ruyu valued, and someone he was focusing on cultivating.

Moreover, she knew Leng Ningshuang—she was wholeheartedly devoted to Cultivation and had always viewed matters between men and women as shackles.

With that personality of hers, she would absolutely never agree to this marriage.

Xiao Nianyin's gaze passed over Shen Biyun and landed in the crowd.

"Grand Elder."

Her voice was very cold.

The Grand Elder walked out from the crowd.

His expression was also very ugly, his eyes filled with guilt and helplessness.

He walked up to Xiao Nianyin and bowed deeply.

"Xiao... Sect Master Xu," he corrected himself, his voice hoarse, "it is this old man's incompetence for failing to protect the girl Leng."

"Speak."

Xu Ruyu only said one word.

The Grand Elder sighed and recounted the sequence of events exactly as they happened.

From when he and Leng Ningshuang entered the Tianyan Sect, to Shen Biyun proposing the marriage, to Leng Ningshuang agreeing for the sake of the Hehuan Sect, without missing a word.

"Sect Leader Shen said," the Grand Elder's voice grew lower and lower, "if we did not agree to this marriage, they would not take in the people of our Hehuan Sect."

"The girl Leng only... only agreed for the sake of the Sect."

The hall was silent.

Xiao Nianyin's expression turned completely cold.

She looked at Shen Biyun, her eyes devoid of anger, holding only an indescribable disappointment.

She and Shen Biyun had been friends for many years, training together and adventuring together; she had thought she understood this woman.

She was wrong.

"Shen Biyun," her voice was very soft, but every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, "you are very good indeed."

Shen Biyun's expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure.

She spread her hands and smiled: "Sister, don't listen to this old thing spouting nonsense."

"This marriage was agreed to by Leng Ningshuang herself; I certainly didn't force her."

"If you don't believe me, ask her yourself."

Xiao Nianyin did not look at her. She looked at Leng Ningshuang, her eyes filled with heartache.

Xu Ruyu did not look at Shen Biyun either.

He walked in front of Leng Ningshuang and stood still.

Seeing Xu Ruyu approaching Leng Ningshuang, Shen Ao was both anxious and angry.

He stepped forward, blocking in front of Leng Ningshuang, his voice full of anger: "What do you want to do? She is my wife now, you—"

Xu Ruyu did not look at him, nor did he even stop walking.

He merely released a wisp of Taixu True Qi, and a gentle yet irresistible force surged from him, blasting Shen Ao away.

"Bang!"

Shen Ao fell heavily to the ground, sliding several zhang away, knocking over tables and chairs, shattering cups and saucers all over the floor.

He struggled to climb up, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with shock and unwillingness.

"Ao'er!"

Shen Biyun exclaimed, her expression changing drastically.

She turned abruptly toward Xu Ruyu, her eyes almost spitting fire.

"You dare to hurt my son?!"

Her voice was filled with rage, her Aura surging, and the pressure of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage pressed down on Xu Ruyu like a mountain.