Chapter 67: I Am Ye Chen's Martial Attendant

"Among all the vassal states, you are the first to refuse the North Frost Palace, but let me advise you, the North Frost Palace is not something you can defy." Qiyang's voice was icy, and his aura began to rise. With a light step, he stood in mid-air, his robe fluttering without wind, appearing majestic like a celestial being.

Emperor's Martial Realm!

Truly the Emperor's Martial Realm!

In that instant, everyone in the Xuan Tian Empire was shaken.

Walking in the air, that was the Emperor's Martial Realm, akin to celestial beings. In the entire Xuan Tian Empire, there was not a single person of such power. Many martial artists throughout their lives had never seen such an existence.

Wu Qingxue ignored him and turned to Ye Chen, asking, "Ye Chen, are you okay?"

Ye Chen sneered, "Just a mere Emperor's Martial Realm, wanting to harm me, you're not qualified enough!"

Perhaps at this moment, Ye Chen still found it difficult to kill someone at the Emperor's Martial Realm, but if he defended himself, it would be equally difficult for the opponent to harm him. If they were to fight with all their might, who would live and who would die remained uncertain.

"Young Master Chen, let me go kill them!" Wu Qingxue said again.

Upon hearing Wu Qingxue's voice, Qiyang laughed loudly once more.

"You're truly seeking death." Feeling Qiyang's killing intent, Liu Jianghong and others sneered inwardly.

Today, Ye Chen and the others had a chance to turn the situation around, but unfortunately, they ignorantly refused. The result could only be death.

"Kill them and take Ye Shuixian away," Qiyang's voice was cold, pointing at Wu Qingxue and the others.

"Yes!"

The martial artists from the North Frost Palace shouted in unison and jumped down from the warship, surrounding Ye Chen and the others to attack.

"Who dares to make a move!"

At this moment, a dignified voice came from outside the martial arts arena.

Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look.

Even Qiyang looked down coldly.

Repeated provocations had occurred in this small vassal state. It seemed that today they had to force a bloodbath.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Qiyang's expression trembled slightly. "People from the Alchemy Pavilion!" Although he didn't recognize the newcomers, he recognized their special attire. They were alchemists from the Alchemy Pavilion, striding from outside the academy towards the martial arts arena.

"It's people from the Alchemy Pavilion! They actually came!"

"The Alchemy Pavilion never interferes in worldly matters. Why did they appear today?"

The crowd erupted in discussion.

Even Liu Qianlang and others were trembling with fear.

The Alchemy Pavilion had actually appeared?!

"It seems they have indeed come!" Liu Jiangmo watched as Song Yi led a group of alchemists, a smile appearing on his face.

Indeed, Ye Chen and the others' identities were so powerful that even Song Yi had to come forward. This showed how powerful their identities were, forcing Song Yi to violate the rules of the Alchemy Pavilion to come here.

This increased Liu Jiangmo's confidence even more.

"People from the Alchemy Pavilion, do you want to interfere in worldly matters?" Qiyang, standing in mid-air, spoke with a cold and deep voice.

Although he was not afraid of these alchemists, he had to be cautious of the Alchemy Pavilion.

The Alchemy Pavilion was not just a sect; its influence extended throughout the Canglan Continent. If he made a move today, he was afraid that even the Alchemy Pavilion in the Nine Nether Region would retaliate against the North Frost Palace.

This responsibility, even he couldn't bear.

Song Yi ignored Qiyang and came to Wu Qingxue's side, bowing, "Madam."

Behind him, dozens of alchemists also bowed.

This scene shocked the crowd!

Song Yi, the Master of the Alchemy Pavilion of the Xuan Tian Empire, didn't even need to bow to the current emperor. In fact, the emperor had to treat him with respect. But now, he was bowing so deeply to Wu Qingxue, the attendant of the Chief of the Alchemy Pavilion. What was Wu Qingxue's identity?

Liu Qianlang and others trembled in their hearts, suddenly recalling Liu Jiangmo's words.

Ye Chen and the others were their backbone. Daring to defy the North Frost Palace, could it be that their reliance was the Alchemy Pavilion?

If so, this matter would be difficult to handle.

Qiyang, standing in mid-air, also squinted his eyes.

This woman, did she have an extraordinary identity?

"What are you here for?" Wu Qingxue asked softly.

"When the madam is in trouble, we naturally have to help." Song Yi responded. Wu Qingxue was by the side of the Chief of the Alchemy Pavilion. How could he not come?

Song Yi had been paying attention to the storm today. Previously, the balance of victory had been tilting towards Wu Qingxue and the others, so he didn't need to show himself. But with the arrival of the people from the North Frost Palace, he had to show up, fearing that something might happen to Wu Qingxue in the Xuan Tian Empire, and he wouldn't be able to explain it to the Chief of the Alchemy Pavilion.

"This is none of your business. Leave." Wu Qingxue said, not wanting the Alchemy Pavilion to get involved and break the rules of the Alchemy Pavilion.

"But..." Song Yi dared not leave.

"The Alchemy Pavilion doesn't interfere in worldly matters. Don't ruin the rules of the Alchemy Pavilion!" Wu Qingxue's voice became low and deep.

The hearts of the crowd trembled violently.

The Alchemy Pavilion had dared to intervene, but Wu Qingxue still didn't appreciate it. She was really asking for death, wasn't she?

Without the protection of the Alchemy Pavilion, how could they resist the North Frost Palace?

"We obey the madam's orders." Song Yi bowed his head, but did not leave. Instead, he stepped aside. Looking at Qiyang standing in mid-air, his attitude was very clear: they wouldn't interfere, but would he dare to act?

"Are you from the Alchemy Pavilion?" Qiyang stared at Wu Qingxue, the killing intent in his eyes already restrained.

Killing alchemists didn't matter, but if he killed alchemists from the Alchemy Pavilion, it would definitely provoke the wrath of the Alchemy Pavilion. Even if it was the North Frost Palace behind him, he

 wouldn't dare to provoke the Alchemy Pavilion.

Wu Qingxue did not respond, only the sword trembling.

Qiyang's mouth twitched, his anger rising in his heart. It felt unpleasant to be ignored, but he couldn't get angry.

The attitude of the Alchemy Pavilion was already very clear. Would he dare to act?

Moreover, this woman was young but had extraordinary strength, undoubtedly coming from the Alchemy Pavilion.

"If you are not from the Alchemy Pavilion, you dare to interfere in worldly matters at will, aren't you afraid of attracting the siege of many forces?" Qiyang spoke coldly.

"You're wrong."

Wu Qingxue shook her head. "I am not from the Alchemy Pavilion anymore. I am just Ye Chen's martial attendant!"