Chapter 1207 - 1207 Should I Snatch This Umbrella?! (2)
1207 Should I Snatch This Umbrella?! (2)
He noticed that Zhan Jiuxiao called Sheng Xiao ‘Sect Master Sheng’. Clearly, he had discovered Sheng Xiao’s identity.
Knowing that Sheng Xiao was related to the crown prince of the Black Qing Sky Dragon Race, he wasn’t stupid enough to treat Sheng Xiao as an ordinary young man.
Sheng Xiao smiled.
Even when he stood in front of the number one expert of the Cang Lang Continent, Zhan Jiuxiao, his handsome and young face didn’t show any signs of fear.
He asked Zhan Jiuxiao, “Do you really want to hear it?”
Zhan Jiuxiao nodded. “Of course. This matter isn’t serious, but my daughter accidentally injured Yu Huang’s arm because of this, so Yu Huang wanted to kill my daughter for revenge. Therefore, it’s better to explain the ins and outs of this matter in public.”
Zhan Jiuxiao didn’t want to become enemies with Sheng Xiao and Yu Huang.
These two young people were too promising.
Nodding, Sheng Xiao looked at the camp of the War God Clan as he suddenly asked, “May I ask if there is a woman called Zhan Xiaoya among the disciples of the War God Clan?”
Zhan Jianxue’s expression stiffened slightly when she heard this.
The other disciples of the War God Clan looked at the woman sitting in the first row. She was slightly plump and had a centipede scar on the left side of her face. The most eye-catching thing about that woman wasn’t the centipede scar on her face, but her prosthetic left arm.
Under everyone’s gazes, Zhan Xiaoya slowly stood up.
She looked at Sheng Xiao with mixed feelings and gratitude.
Yu Huang watched this scene in confusion.
What was going on?
When she asked Sheng Xiao why he wanted to snatch Zhan Jianxue’s umbrella, Sheng Xiao’s answer was that the umbrella was beautiful. At that time, she felt that Sheng Xiao’s answer was strange, but she knew Sheng Xiao’s character very well. He wasn’t the kind of bastard who would bully others and snatch their things.
It seemed like there was more to this.
Sheng Xiao nodded at Zhan Xiaoya and said, “When I saw you in the Doomsday Battlefield four years ago, you were almost killed. This time, you lost another arm. Why are you in such a sorry state every time I see you?”
Zhan Xiaoya’s eyes turned red as she shook her head and bowed to Sheng Xiao. “So, you’re the benefactor who saved me in the Doomsday Battlefield. It’s been four years since, but I’ve always wanted to see my benefactor and thank him.”
Zhan Jiangxue looked nervous when she heard the conversation between Zhan Xiaoya and Sheng Xiao.
Zhan Wuya noticed this scene, so he walked to the front of the War God Clan’s camp and raised his head to ask Zhan Xiaoya, “Senior Sister Xiaoya, what’s going on?”
Zhan Xiaoya bit her rosy lips without saying anything.
“Do you want to know what happened?” Sheng Xiao suddenly asked Zhan Wuya. “Zhan Wuya, only disciples with the blood of the War God Clan flowing in their bodies can cultivate the divine-level cultivation technique, the Heavenly God Hammer. I heard that among the many outsider disciples of the War God Clan, you are the only disciple who has cultivated the Heavenly God Hammer. The reason you can successfully cultivate the Heavenly God Hammer is that Zhan Jianxue took the initiative to remove one of her ribs and transplanted it to you with the Bone Changing Blood Transformation Technique. That’s why you have the thin blood of the War God Clan in your body, right?”
This wasn’t a secret. Everyone in the War God Clan knew about it.
Zhan Wuya nodded with a frown and asked Sheng Xiao, “That’s right. But what does this have to do with what happened in the Doomsday Battlefield four years ago?”
Sheng Xiao smiled mysteriously. “It has a lot to do with it. Zhan Wuya, do you know who the rib in your body belongs to?”
Zhan Wuya understood Sheng Xiao’s hint.
He looked at Zhan Xiaoya in disbelief and then glanced at Zhan Jianxue, whose face was pale.
Seeing this, Zhan Wuya understood.
“Are the ribs yours or Senior Sister Xiaoya’s?” Zhan Wuya asked Zhan Jianxue.
Zhan Jiuxiao also frowned as he asked Zhan Jianxue, “Xiaoxue, Xiaoya, what exactly is going on?!”
Zhan Xiaoya still kept her head lowered and didn’t speak.
She seemed to have very low self-esteem and was used to hiding herself.
Zhan Jiangxue retorted, “Dad, Wuya, Sheng Xiao is slandering me!”
“I’m slandering you?” Sheng Xiao seemed to have heard something ridiculous. Then, he snorted and exposed Zhan Jianxue’s true colors mercilessly.
He looked at Zhan Wuya and said, “You’re curious about why I snatched Zhan Jianxue’s Cherry Blossom Warhammer? That’s because I saw her turn the cherry blossom umbrella into a sharp sword and pierce Zhan Xiaoya’s face with it. Not only that, but she also said some shameless words.”
Then, Sheng Xiao imitated Zhan Wuya’s tone as he said, “Xiaoya, when you were two years old, your parents died. It was my mother who raised you day by day and my father who taught you skills, so you should be grateful to our family. How dare you like Brother Wuya?! Didn’t you love him so much that you willingly cut off your ribs? Today, I’ll use the token of love he gave me and cut your face with a knife so that you won’t have the nerve to appear in front of him!”
Hearing what he had said to Zhan Ya from Sheng Xiao, Zhan Jianxue knew that it was over when she saw Zhan Wuya looking at her with a cold look.
Not only was her reputation ruined, but her love was also ruined.
“That’s not all.” Sheng Xiao continued, “After destroying Zhan Xiaoya’s face, Zhan Jianxue even took off her clothes and threw the seriously injured Zhan Xiaoya in the wasteland. At that time, the weather became extremely cold, and the entire Doomsday Battlefield was frozen. If she hadn’t met me, Zhan Xiaoya would have died in the Doomsday Battlefield.”
Then, Sheng Xiao looked at Zhan Wuya and asked him with a smile, “Zhan Wuya, don’t you think I should snatch this cherry blossom umbrella?!”
Zhan Wuya’s handsome face turned ashen.
When Zhan Jiuxiao saw that Zhan Jianxue and Zhan Xiaoya had their heads lowered and didn’t say anything, he understood. “Xiaoxue? Did you really cut Xiaoya’s face?”
Zhan Jianxue bit her lip and remained silent.
Zhan Jiuxiao was enraged. “Bastard! You’re actually willing to attack your cousin, who doted on you since you were young, because of jealousy! You’re too disappointing!” After Zhan Jiuxiao teleported to Zhan Jianxue’s side, he grabbed Zhan Jianxue’s shoulder and said to Director Murong, “I failed to discipline my daughter properly. Let me bring her back and discipline her for a few years. My daughter will forfeit this year’s intercontinental finals!”
With that, Zhan Jiuxiao left with Zhan Jianxue.