Strongest Eccentric Consort

“Young Master Yang… Oh gosh! What happened!”

When everyone turned around one after another and looked at what had taken place, they felt waves of dizziness hit them.

They saw the famous son of heavens in their Fengyang prefecture, Young Master Yang Yanyang, lying on the ground in a sorry state, with his arm abnormally arched…

However, this was not the scariest part.

The harmless, immature, and weak young lady, who should’ve died, was coldly stepping on Young Master Yang.

“This… This… Young Master Yang was defeated?”

“How’s it possible? He’s at the fourth level of the Essence Martial realm!”

Everyone swallowed their saliva and thought that their eyes weren’t working.

“Young Master Yang,” Lou Qianxue coldly and mockingly said as she pointed the sword in between his eyebrows. “You must know your limits in life. In this world, you’re bound to encounter people you can’t touch and shouldn’t touch.”

As she spoke, she waved the purple bamboo leaves that she had already gotten hold of. “Besides, allow me to give you a reminder. As a mere third-grade alchemist, you’re still not qualified to use these herbs.”

“You! B*tch, you dare to treat me like this. Let me go. Let me go. I want to kill you!” Lou Qianxue had humiliated Young Master Yang, and he became filled with savageness and unwillingness as he furiously roared.

I was actually defeated?

I lost in just one move?

Moreover, an immature young girl stepped on me in full view of everyone?

How is this possible!

This isn’t real. It’s definitely unreal!

“Your mouth is really dirty.” Lou Qianxue frowned and took a step forward.

Crack!

Under the force of her foot, Young Master Yang’s arm let out a clear cracking sound.

“Ah—” Young Master Yang screamed in agony.

The entire place instantly became silent. Everyone opened their eyes widely in disbelief.

Lou Qianxue then stepped on Young Master Yang’s face. “Do you believe that if you say such things again, I won’t cut your tongue off?”

“Woo… woo… ” Young Master Yang struggled to turn his face sideways. He felt terribly embarrassed and furious. “You… you, you dare… to humiliate me like this… ”

The pain from his broken arm was already hard for him to endure. At this moment, Lou Qianxue had stepped on his face, which made him even more embarrassed and furious. As he was overly anxious, he groaned, vomited a mouthful of fresh blood, tilted his head, and fainted.

Lou Qianxue raised her eyebrows and released her feet as she mercilessly kicked him to one side. Thereafter, she said to the frightened medicine boy behind the counter. “Did you hear him just now? Wrap up all the third-grade herbs. I’ll come and collect them in a while.”

As she spoke, she held the purple bamboo leaves in her hand and headed deeper toward the Alchemy Union.

The crowd came back to their senses. They rubbed their eyes as if they were dreaming.

“Oh gosh! Are my eyes working alright?”

“Someone dared to step on Young Master Yang Yanyang’s face in this Fengyang prefecture? And even bullied him so badly?”

“Even Mu Wushuang and Hong Qinghe wouldn’t dare to, right?”

“This girl even said that Young Master Yang was ‘merely’ a third-grade alchemist!”

“Oh gosh! This is really… really… ”

The crowd was just discussing when…

Suddenly,

“Hold on!”

An old voice reverberated in the air.

“Young lady, I can give you all the third-grade herbs, but shouldn’t you leave the purple frost sacred bamboo behind for us?”

“Huh? What’s happening? What purple frost sacred bamboo?” Everyone doubtfully turned around and saw a thin old man clad in a black robe standing at the entrance of the Alchemy Union. They became startled at first, then their gazes instantly became respectful.

“Ah! Master Huo! It’s Master Huo! The one and only fourth-grade alchemist in our Fengyang prefecture, Master Huo!”

Even Lou Qianxue could not help herself from pausing in her tracks as she frowned.

“Young lady.” Under everyone’s doubtful gaze, Master Huo walked toward Lou Qianxue. His tone was old and calm. “Leave the purple frost sacred bamboo behind.”