CHAPTER 655: CHAPTER 395: EXCHANGE FOR A SEMI-SAINT!

Ximen Jian held the birth information of the Third Prince of Yue Country, Wu Shuo, and was momentarily speechless.

He still found it hard to imagine that the friend who had been racing and playing with him just moments ago only had one day left to live.

He looked at the old man beside him and asked, "Grandfather, can you figure out the cause of his death?"

The old man shook his head, as fortune-telling was not the Ximen Family’s forte, let alone calculating the precise cause of death.

Thinking about how Wu Shuo had indeed helped him a lot lately, Ximen Jian didn’t want to lose this friend, so he asked again, "Is there any way to change his fate?"

The old man replied indifferently, "Everyone has their own fate. What does someone else’s life have to do with you? Prepare yourself; we are returning to Wei Country immediately."

Although nothing had been calculated, the unsettling feeling remained.

Regardless of whether he was overthinking, he did not intend to stay in Yue Country any longer.

This was the intuition of a Semi-Saint from the Yin Yang School.

Ximen Jian was taken aback, "We are going back?"

The old man said, "You have a quarter-hour to pack, and we depart in a quarter-hour."

Quarter-hour was not enough time to pack or even notify Wu Shuo, so Ximen Jian hurried back to his room, packed simply, and boarded a carriage in front of the mansion.

Dozens of figures were already waiting there.

From these people, faint waves of Martial Path True Qi emanated; none of them were below the Fourth Realm, and the first two even carried the aura of a Grandmaster.

These people did not belong to the court of Yue Country; they were the private guards of the Ximen Family.

Although the capabilities of the Yin Yang School were feared by all families, they themselves lacked absolute power and were inconvenient for action. Even a Semi-Saint could not soar through the skies like a Fourth Realm Martial Artist.

Under the escort of these people, two carriages quickly exited the city gate and headed west along the official road.

Ximen Jian sat alone in the carriage, filled with doubt about suddenly returning to Wei Country, but his grandfather said nothing, so he couldn’t ask further.

He sighed lightly to himself and said, "Wu Shuo, oh Wu Shuo, it’s not that I won’t help you, but you must fend for yourself..."

"Whoa!"

At this moment, the swiftly moving carriage suddenly stopped, causing Ximen Jian to lose his balance and fall to his knees inside the compartment. He lifted the curtain and frowned, "What’s going on..."

As soon as he spoke, his expression froze.

Several figures descended from the sky, landing in front of his carriage.

At that moment, the first thought that flashed through his mind was, who were these short-sighted bandits daring to rob the Ximen Family’s carriage?

On the other carriage, a withered hand lifted the curtain, and the face behind it changed drastically at the sight of the shadows ahead.

Grandmasters, so many Martial Arts Grandmasters!

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His gaze finally locked onto the old man at the forefront, his face turning grim as he muttered a few words through his teeth.

"Dongfang Xuan!"

The usually kind Dongfang Xuan looked at the old man opposite, and a rare expression of hatred appeared on his face as he said solemnly, "Ximen old thief, long time no see."

Li Nuo sighed with relief as he looked at the old man on the carriage.

The Sixth Realm Yin Yang School really was extraordinary; if they had been even a bit slower, this would have been a wasted effort.

The court of Yue Country was supported by Wei Country, and since Bo State was the capital only less than a hundred miles from the border of Wei Country, if they escaped to Wei Country, pursuing them would be impossible without considering it invasion, giving Wei Country a legitimate excuse to retaliate indefinitely.

Ximen Du descended from the carriage slowly, looking at Dongfang Xuan, and said in a low voice, "Are you here to avenge your son?"

Dongfang Xuan sighed and said, "Everyone has their fate; he had his, and you have yours. The Ximen Family cultivates using human lives, which is against the heavens and justice. If I don’t come for you, someone else will..."

Ximen Du retorted, "What do you mean by against the heavens and justice? People are meant to die; how do you know that’s not their fate?"

Dongfang Xuan laughed coldly and said, "If you believe so much in fate, can you foresee your fate today?"

Ximen Du glanced at the dozens of Grandmasters before him; his guards alone couldn’t match against them. The two Grandmasters employed by the Ximen Family looked pale and drenched in sweat.

He addressed the Grandmasters across him solemnly, "I am a Martial Path Half-Saint of the Yin Yang School. Whoever dares to attack me today, even if I die, I will take some of you with me..."

"What, a Martial Path Half-Saint of the Yin Yang School?"

Upon hearing this, the Grandmasters took two steps back in unison.

For someone in the Fifth Realm, the term "Martial Path Half-Saint of the Yin Yang School" was enough to send shivers down the spine.

Even though a Martial Path Half-Saint of the Yin Yang School couldn’t kill everyone present.

But what if they were unlucky?

Especially the older Grandmasters felt even more anxious, silently retreating to the back of the crowd.

This was the intimidation of the Yin Yang School.

Li Nuo saw the concerns of these Grandmasters, knowing that they were willing to help because, even facing a Martial Path Half-Saint, they would not fear loss.

But the attack of a Martial Path Half-Saint from the Yin Yang School was intangible and impossible to defend against. If the old man before them was determined to take some down with him, several of these Grandmasters might die instantly, leaving Li Nuo and Senior Dongfang unable to save them in time.

Since others had traveled miles to help him, Li Nuo couldn’t let them risk their lives.

Thus, Li Nuo turned to the crowd, clasped his hands, and said, "Seniors, please retreat a thousand feet; this is between Senior Dongfang and me now."