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"Wu Hui!" Seeing the green figure appear, everyone's expression changed drastically as disbelief filled their eyes.

Wu Hui was their child. Just a moment ago, they were worried that Wu Hui would go to the Chong Clan alone, and there would be a great risk involved. Now that Wu Hui had returned safely, they could not contain their joy.

"Father, grandfather!" Wu Hui took a step forward and knelt in front of Wu Haiya and Wu Qingfeng. His expression was also filled with yearning, no matter how strong Wu Hui was, in the Wu Family, he was only a junior.

"Good, good. Good as long as you're back safely!" Wu Haiya's eyes were already filled with tears, and her voice also contained a slight tremble.

"You are the Pill Saint Wu?" At this time, an indifferent voice sounded out from behind Wu Hui.

Wu Hui turned his head and saw that the person who had spoken was sitting together with Liang Feifan. Furthermore, it was already a Five-star Martial Saint and Wu Hui already knew in his heart that he should be a Martial Saint Expert.

"That's right, Senior is a cool race major power?" Wu Hui stepped forward and bowed, his attitude extremely respectful. Because of Liang Feifan, Wu Hui had a good impression of the people from the Liang Clan, and knew that the reason they were able to gather in the Wu Family, should be to discuss how to deal with the people from the Chong Clan.

"Hehe, this old man is Liang Feixing. Pill Saint Wu is indeed as the rumors say, possessing exceptional talent, to be able to reach the Pill Saint level at the age of twenty or so. Among the young geniuses in the Martial Qi Continent, no one can surpass him." Liang Feixing laughed, and felt extremely comfortable with Wu Hui's way of addressing him as senior.

However, Liang Feixing's words caused Liang Feifan's expression to change.

Liang Feifan frowned slightly, but he was actually annoyed in his heart, "Why is Astral Sage talking to Wu Hui like that? Wu Hui is already at the Ninth Grade Pill Saint, and his status is not inferior to Martial Saint Expert, he can be modest, and call himself a junior, who among the Martial Saint is able to be a senior, even Yan Danqing would have to be on the same generation as him. And just by talking about the geniuses of the younger generation, could it be that among the older generation in Martial Qi Continent, there are people at a higher level than Wu Hui in terms of alchemy?"

Liang Feifan had already heard the inadequacy of Liang Feixing's words, but he knew that he could not refute him. After all, he and Liang Feixing were both at the Liang Clan at the same time.

Wu Hui did not care about what Liang Feixing said, his face still carried a slight smile, but when he turned towards Bai Yunhai, the smile on his face had a trace of coldness.

"Bai Yunhai, are you willing to join your White Clan in their plans to deal with Chong Clan?" Facing Bai Yunhai with his Three-star Martial Saint, Wu Hui was calm, as if he could not feel the Martial Saint's might rising from his body.

Bai Yunhai's face showed surprise, he had just wanted to probe Wu Hui's cultivation level, but he felt that his body was empty, as though there was no power, causing him to feel a little unease. There were two possibilities for this to happen, one was that he was really a mortal, and had never trained in the Martial qi, the second was that his own strength was insufficient, and he was unable to find the bottom line behind the current situation, and this possibility was even more biased towards the second method.

"Wu Hui, you made our White Clan lose a lot of face back then, so it's fine for us to take action now, but you have to at least take out thirty Source Holy Pellets, and you have to publicly apologize to our White Clan. Only then will we, the White Clan, take action, otherwise …" At that time, the Bai Clan and Wu Family had competed with each other, and the Pill Lunatic Bai of the Bai Clan had lost to Wu Hui as well. This matter had made the members of the Bai Clan brooding over it, now that they did not need to borrow the power of the Chong Clan to vent their anger, how could the people of the Bai Clan be willing to do so.

"Otherwise?" Without waiting for Bai Yunhai to finish speaking, Wu Hui interrupted him and said, "There's no other reason, if your White Clan is willing to help, why not? If not, why not my Wu Hui's help? "In your dreams!" The cold voice resounded in the entire hall, immediately causing Bai Yunhai's face to flush red.

"Alright, Wu Hui, this is what you said. I hope you do not regret this, and if you ask my White Clan to help in the future, it will not be as simple as thirty pellets." Bai Yunhai's voice was like a bell, his entire body was releasing a burst of anger, he stood up, and turned and walked out the door.

They knew that there was a grudge between Wu Hui and the White Clan, but in the face of such a strong enemy, the grudge between the two sides was not something that could be resolved easily. If any of the three Ancient Clan s were to join hands, they simply could not resist the Chong Clan at all, and if the White Clan was lost, the three Ancient Clan s would not dare to fight against the Chong Clan.

"Sigh …" "Young people are arrogant and proud, Pill Saint Wu, if you lack the participation of the White Clan, my Liang Clan will withdraw from this alliance." At this time, Liang Feixing sighed, his tone was filled with dissatisfaction towards Wu Hui's actions.

"Wait!" Wu Hui looked at Bai Yunhai who was about to step out of the door, and suddenly shouted.

"Humph!" Wu Hui, it's too late to regret it now. My White Clan is one of the ancient Ancient Clan. Hearing that, Bai Yunhai turned his head, his eyes revealing a look of happiness, he snorted, and did not step out of the hall.

Bai Yunhai had already decided that if the other party could understand the background of the Chong Clan, they would definitely know that only the Four Great Ancient Clan s together had the chance to fight against the Chong Clan, and one less would be impossible. Bai Yunhai wanted to use this point to ask Wu Hui for a sky-high price, and right now, Bai Yunhai was considering whether or not to use this opportunity to double the price of thirty Origin Pills.

The rest of the people in the hall also looked at Wu Hui, their hearts filled with disapproval towards his arrogance. Since they knew that the White Clan was gone, and the Alliance could not be formed this time, why did they still offend the White Clan? If the White Clan brought up any conditions, they would still be at a disadvantage.

"Bai Yunhai, go back and tell Holy Maiden Bai Su Xin that I, Wu Hui, will be going to the White Clan to retrieve her Azure Dragon Blood. Let her prepare well, I won't send you off!" Leaving these words, Wu Hui turned around and no longer looked at Bai Yunhai.

"What!?" Wu Hui, you … " Not only did the other party not urge him to stay, he had even asked the White Clan to prepare Azure Dragon Blood s. This was simply a clear slap to the face of the White Clan. This caused Bai Yunhai to be unable to hold back any longer, and he extended his hand to grab onto Wu Hui's body.

The rest of the people in the hall had their mouths agape as well, unable to react for a moment. They were still thinking about how Wu Hui would apologize to Bai Yunhai, but Wu Hui had once again mercilessly angered Bai Yunhai, causing both sides to be unable to ease their emotions. Now, even if Wu Hui wanted to pay a hundred pills, the White Clan would not be able to join the Alliance anymore.

"Sigh …" In the end, young people are still too young. " Liang Feixing sighed, he was originally the closest to Wu Hui, but now that Bai Yunhai was pouncing towards him, Liang Feixing actually took a step back, coincidentally blocking right in front of Liang Feifan, who was about to rush over, completely exposing Wu Hui's figure.

Wu Hui glanced at Liang Feixing with a strange glint in his eyes. Towards Bai Yunhai's palm, Wu Hui seemed to not have reacted at all, but his figure did not move at all.

In just an instant, Bai Yunhai was already in front of Wu Hui, and his fist struck towards the back of Wu Hui's back. Towards this strike of his, Bai Yunhai knew that the White Clan should have been cautious about it, and had once carefully discussed Wu Hui's strength, after careful analysis, the people of Chong Clan estimated that Wu Hui's strength was equivalent to the strength of the Martial Saint, but Bai Yunhai had the confidence to heavily injure the other party with one palm. Of course, Bai Yunhai did not dare to kill the other Ancient Clan on the spot, as the elders of the other Ancient Clan were eyeing them covetously.

Therefore, Bai Yunhai still had some leeway to keep this palm strike.

However, Bai Yunhai had misjudged Wu Hui, or perhaps it could be said that the entire hall did not understand Wu Hui's current strength.

Just as Bai Yunhai's palm had touched Wu Hui's body, Wu Hui's figure had suddenly disappeared. This disappearance seemed to have truly disappeared, and many of the almighty beings present were actually unable to detect where Wu Hui was at all.

"How is this possible? What escape technique is this? " Bai Yunhai's face revealed a terrified expression. The Spiritual Sense instantly enveloped a distance of five million kilometers, yet he did not discover Wu Hui's figure at all.

Within the audience, Xue Tianfu and Liang Feixing both had the highest cultivations, and were already Five-star Martial Saint. At this time, they too had heavy expressions, because even they were unable to find out where Wu Hui was.

"Scram!" Right at this moment, a cold voice sounded out from behind Bai Yunhai. Just as he reacted to it, he was kicked in the back, and his body flew uncontrollably towards the entrance of the hall. Bai Yunhai's face flushed red, and when he tried to stop his body, he was shocked to discover that his own Martial qi had seemingly been imprisoned for a moment, and was unable to circulate it at all.

With a loud bang, the door to the hall closed and a Spiritual Sense barrier enveloped them. It was difficult for Bai Yunhai to check what was inside.

"Wu Hui! Let's see how your Wu Family fights with the Chong Clan. The humiliation you have inflicted on my Hundred Races will be redeemed a hundred times in the future! " A malicious voice sounded as Bai Yunhai turned into a ray of light and shot into the sky, carrying great fury with his body.

For the people in the great hall, when they saw Wu Hui kicking Bai Yunhai out, the corners of everyone's eyes twitched, as extreme shock flashed past their eyes.

"Wu Hui, you have already reached the Martial Saint Realm?" At this time, Liang Feifan appeared in front of Wu Hui in a flash, and looked at Wu Hui with a face full of pleasant surprise. Although Liang Feifan knew that Wu Hui was powerful, he still knew that Wu Hui had been suppressing her cultivation level the entire time, and was only at the Martial King level.