Chapter 371: Three hundred and seventy-one, we are here to find Yun Xiao!
"Yun Xiao, Xue Gong is no match for the likes of Yin Huan; many of his hidden techniques are not to be underestimated by even me, so don’t let your guard down!"
For some reason, Mo Qing, who had known Xue Gong for several years, did not pay much attention to him at this moment. Instead, she was deeply concerned about the person in front of her, who had joined the Jade Pot Sect just over a year ago.
Although Yun Xiao had returned to the Jade Pot Sect yesterday and demonstrated his prowess in the Arena Hall by slapping Yin Huan to death with a single palm strike, Mo Qing, who dealt with Xue Gong all year round, knew very well that compared to Yin Huan, Xue Gong was probably several times stronger.
Yet right after Mo Qing finished her words, the listless fellow in front of her seemed as though he hadn’t heard a thing. He walked towards the Arena Hall, chatting and laughing gaily with Ling Wan, infuriating her so much that she stamped her foot in anger, yet she could do nothing about Yun Xiao.
"Hmph, once you suffer later on, you’ll realize how formidable it is!"
Watching the two figures leaving, Mo Qing suddenly looked forward to Xue Gong teaching Yun Xiao a lesson. In her view, since Xue Gong was not one of those ruthless people from the Poison Vein, even if he won, Yun Xiao’s life shouldn’t be in danger.
Little did Mo Qing know that it was because of her that Xue Gong had come to loathe Yun Xiao so deeply that he would certainly take this opportunity to leave Yun Xiao on the central stage of the Arena Hall forever if possible.
Today’s Arena Hall was just as lively as yesterday, if not more so, because among the elders sitting on the northern seats, there was a new face that was quite unfamiliar to most young disciples.
It was a middle-aged woman with a beautiful appearance, who was seen speaking vivaciously with Sect Master Yu Shu in the middle. Many young disciples were deep in thought, murmuring that this woman’s background was probably not insignificant.
Standing behind the middle-aged woman was a graceful young girl. However, the young girl’s gaze was not fixed on the entrance of the Arena Hall; she appeared to be tuning out the conversation in front of her.