The Sky Poison Pearl
Murong Yi's

Enter the Central Palace directly? The sound of exclamation spread throughout the crowd. Especially those who had just entered the Palace and those who had long been trapped in the Outer Palace, who were disciples who could not even hope to enter the Middle Palace; their faces were filled with envy. In the Blue Wind Palace, if one wanted to enter the Middle Palace, the strength should at least be at the third level of the True Realm; feng Yue could only be considered one of the lowest disciples in the Middle Palace. While Yun Che was only at the tenth level of the Nascent Realm, he had defeated Feng Yue in front of everyone, so he was definitely qualified to directly enter the Middle Palace.

Right at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded among the crowd:

"Get out of the way! Which Yun Che, bring it here!”

Amidst the screams, the crowd was forcefully split. A tall and muscular man, about twenty years of age walked out. Behind him, surprisingly, walked Murong Ye. The entire right part of Murong Ye's face was swollen; the bleeding from his wound had already stopped, but the bloody wound was still quite frightening. As soon as he saw Yun Che standing on the stage, his eyes stared wide and reached out to point at him. He shouted: “Sepupu! It was him, he hit me!”

"And that person's arm .. He is also an Inner Palace disciple!"

He was Murong Yi, ranked seventy-three on the Heavenly List! What happened ... The Inner Palace disciples were gone for most of the year, two of them actually appeared today!

Following Murong Ye's pointing finger, Murong Yi glanced at Yun Che for a moment, then flew onto the stage in one leap. She looked at Yun Che coldly: "So you are Yun Che?"

"That's right." As soon as he saw Murong Ye, Yun Che understood what had happened. Qin Wuyou had just told him about Murong Ye's cousin, Murong Yi. Indeed, after he had beaten up this useless piece of wood, he displayed trashy behavior, and ran, crying and shouting, he said, ask for help from someone stronger.

"Have you hit him in the face?" Murong Yi pointed at Murong Ye, and asked with a dark look.

"That's right, I'm the one who hit him." Yun Che admitted very calmly.

"Very good." Murong Yi nodded slowly. His eyes flashed as his body charged forward, producing a gust of turbulent air. His right hand formed a claw, and gripped Yun Che's neck like an eagle.

Just as Murong Yi was moving, a silhouette flashed from the side. The energy burst outwards, and a palm struck Murong Yi's right claw. With a "bang", the two men flew backwards. The sound of "cracks" echoed from the point they made contact, and the one meter tall stone stage instantly split apart. A half-foot wide crack instantly spread to the edge of the stage, splitting the stage right in the middle.

A gust of energy spread outwards, almost pushing Yun Che away. He was shocked in his heart: this was indeed an Inner Palace disciple! Even after the attack they contained astonishing power.

Murong Yi landed on the edge of the stage and almost fell down. He suddenly raised his head, glared at the person who attacked him, and shouted: “Sikong Du, what do you mean by this!!”

"Attacking someone else unjustly?" Murong Yi arrogantly smirked: "So what if I want to attack him?" He pointed at Murong Ye, and said angrily: “The injuries on my cousin's face, were precisely caused by this Yun Che behind you! He hurt my cousin first. Don't tell me you want me to let it pass? Step aside quickly, and don't interfere in other people's affairs here! Otherwise, don't blame the battery for turning against you!

"Reverse against me?" Sikong Du laughed loudly: “I happen to be not afraid of you turning against me. If your bones itch to repair a little, then feel free to try and come to me!”

"You!" Murong Yi became angry. He clenched both of his hands but forcefully pressed down on himself and did not immediately attack. Because he knew that he was no match for Sikong Du. He was ranked seventy-three in the Heavenly rankings, yet Sikong Du, was ranked thirty-nine. However, he was also not afraid of Sikong Du at all; it was because even though Sikong Du's talent was outstanding, his background was still very ordinary. Sikong Du's father was only a small elder from a branch of the New Moon palace, while his own father, was a Northern Field General whose authority shook the entire Blue Wind Empire.

“Sikong Du, you and I have always been two different streams of water that do not offend each other; this time, are you eager to tear apart all the hospitality with me?”

“Whatever you want to do, I don't care one bit. But for this person behind me, his grandfather was the benefactor who saved my life. In this Blue Wind Palace, no matter who wants to get him into trouble, they must pass me first! Sikong Du said firmly.

The environment was soon filled with chat ... It was no wonder why Sikong Du had personally gone to save Yun Che earlier and stood so hard in front of him to protect him now. It turned out that he and Yun Che had a history like this.

Right after entering Palace , he already had the support of the Inner Palace disciples. There was no new disciple who was not envious and jealous of Yun Che.

“Hmph, how generous! Then what about my cousin's injury? Don't tell me that my cousin, Murong Yi, can be beaten without holding anyone accountable? Murong Yi said with an angry tone of voice.

“Because this is a grudge between your cousin's sister and Yun Che, then let them settle it by themselves. Since your cousin is injured, just let your cousin avenge him; and since he is a disciple of our Blue Wind Palace, don't tell me that he doesn't even have this much backbone, either, and need an Inner Palace Disciple like you to harass a newly-entered disciple?” Sikong Du spoke in a mocking tone. Just these few short sentences, made everyone's attention turn to Murong Ye. Most of their gazes were filled with contempt Sikong Du was right; to not take his own revenge, but instead cling to someone stronger; it was extremely despicable.

Murong Ye's face and ears were reddened by her gaze, as her hatred for Yun Che reached the tip of her heart.

With Sikong Du blocking in front of Yun Che, Murong Yi had basically come to a difficult situation. If he left by force, he was no match for Sikong Du. If he let it pass like this ... With countless disciples watching from the side, where his face would be a dignified Inner Palace disciple. He took a step forward, and said loudly: “Because it's been like this, then fine. Sikong Du, I will only give you this face, and will not attack Yun Che! But I can't let Yun Che's troubles hurt my younger cousin, or what face can I, Murong Yi, have! If you make Yun Che apologize to my cousin's sister here, and slap her own face ten times, then I will let go of this matter. If you still don't know what's good for you,

Sikong Du tightly knit his brows; in fact, he had also arrived at a dillema. Although he could defeat Murong Yi, Murong Yi's powerful background was something that no one in the Blue Wind Palace dared to look down on. If he offended her, it would only hurt himself and Yun Che. However, if Yun Che were to apologize to Murong Ye as he demanded, and even slap his own face under everyone's gaze … This was entirely a kind of great humiliation that normal men were unlikely to accept.