I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 2291 Yu Qiushui, now

"boom!"

Liu Yuan slammed his palms heavily onto the light screen, and the two small suns exploded with a deafening roar. The terrifying energy fluctuations caused the ground to crack open into a trench tens of feet wide.

Almost simultaneously, Peng Sheng's nine chains coiled around the light barrier like venomous snakes, the runes on the chains flashing wildly, attempting to corrode the foundation of the formation.

However, the light screen only rippled slightly, without even a crack appearing.

Inside the formation, Liu Jun leisurely straightened his sleeves and drunkenly laughed loudly, "You two ants dare to challenge the Heavenly Dao? Mere ants trying to shake a tree!"

Liu Yuan's face turned ashen. To be able to casually set up such a formation, this "Dragon Emperor" was probably the most skilled in formations in the entire God Realm. If such a genius could be captured alive and presented to the Palace Master, it might atone for the crime of stealing the Heavenly Treasury.

The problem now is that this guy's formation is like a tortoise shell; it's impossible to break through, let alone take him down.

"Come on, you scoundrels, bear the wrath of this Heavenly Dao!" Liu Jun stood in mid-air, took out another bottle of wine, poured it into his mouth, and shouted madly.

"Boom!" As if responding to his call, a series of thunder dragons crashed down from the dark clouds, carrying earth-shattering power, bombarding every corner of the Heavenly City.

These thunder dragons were much larger, their scales crackling with electricity, and each strike was accompanied by a deafening roar and the sound of buildings collapsing.

Strangely enough, these thunder dragons seemed to possess intelligence; they only attacked luxurious and magnificent buildings, while the simple houses of ordinary people were almost unaffected.

In an instant, flames soared into the sky and smoke billowed everywhere in the city of God. The luxurious buildings collapsed one after another under the bombardment of the thunder dragon, turning into ruins.

Liu Yuan and Peng Cheng stood at the edge of the Catholic Church complex, staring at the scene of devastation before them, their hearts filled with anxiety. Their faces were pale, and their eyes were filled with worry and fear.

Many buildings in the city have been destroyed, leaving only the Catholic Temple complex standing. But judging from the situation, the Thunder Dragons don't seem to intend to let this place go.

"If the Heavenly Palace complex is destroyed by the Thunder Dragon again, we can commit suicide to atone for our sins once the Palace Master emerges from seclusion," Liu Yuan murmured, his voice filled with despair.

Peng Sheng, standing beside him, also looked regretful. If they had known that "Emperor Long Ao" Liu Jun would be so crazy when drunk, they would never have forced him to drink.

"Boom!" Another wave of thunder dragons fell from the sky, carrying even more intense power, and bombarded the remaining buildings of the Heavenly City.

This attack was even more ferocious. The buildings of the Celestial City collapsed under the bombardment of the Thunder Dragon, turning into rubble and dust.

Liu Jun laughed wildly in mid-air, his laughter tinged with madness and triumph. He seemed completely absorbed in his own world, oblivious to the mess below.

The thunder dragons seemed to be influenced by him, and their attacks became even more ferocious, as if they wanted to raze the entire Heavenly City to the ground.

Liu Yuan and Peng Cheng stared at the scene before them, their hearts filled with helplessness. They knew that no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't stop the disaster from continuing. They could only watch helplessly as the Heavenly City gradually disappeared under the bombardment of the thunder dragon, their hearts filled with regret and despair.

However, at that moment, a figure suddenly swept in from afar, moving with lightning speed, and instantly arrived beside Liu Jun. This figure exuded a powerful aura, seemingly capable of suppressing the raging thunder dragons. He gazed at Liu Jun in mid-air, a hint of anger and helplessness flashing in his eyes.

"Yu Mosheng, haven't you made enough trouble?!" the figure shouted angrily.

His voice seemed to possess magical power, instantly calming Liu Jun down. The raging thunder dragons also seemed startled, ceasing their attack and retreating back into the dark clouds.

Liu Jun instantly sobered up considerably. What? Who is Yu Mosheng? Isn't he impersonating his good brother, Long Aodi? And who is this imposing, powerful figure Yu Mosheng?
"Greetings, Lord of the Palace!"

Vice Hall Master Liu Yuan and Vice Hall Master Peng Sheng, along with a group of powerful figures from the Heavenly Lord's Palace following behind them, all bowed respectfully, creating a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

Their eyes were filled with awe, as if they were facing a supreme being.

Standing to the side, Liu Jun suddenly realized the identity of the imposing figure before him. Who else could be called the Temple Master besides Yu Qiushui, the Temple Master of the Heavenly Lord Temple?

He muttered to himself, but had to put on a bewildered look on his face, as if the effects of the alcohol had not completely worn off.

"Who...who are you?" Liu Jun deliberately lowered his voice, pretending to be drunk, and asked with a dazed look in his eyes.

Yu Qiushui's face instantly darkened, her gaze sharp as she stared directly at Liu Jun, her tone tinged with displeasure: "How dare you! Even if I didn't raise you, I'm still your father!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Jun was instantly stunned. A storm raged within him, as if a huge stone had been thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples. This was absolutely shocking! He inwardly cried out in alarm, "What am I going to do now?"
The character Long Aodi never told him that Yu Qiushui was his father! How does that guy usually treat his father? Liu Jun was extremely anxious, afraid that he would accidentally give himself away.

He tried hard to recall Long Aodi's usual words and actions, attempting to find some clues. However, at this crucial moment, his mind seemed to be blocked with glue, completely blank.

"Wait, if there's no debt of gratitude for raising him, then what would Emperor Long Ao do, given his cold and aloof personality?" Liu Jun suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and suddenly grasped the key point.

Although he hadn't known Long Aodi for long, they were definitely friends and knew each other quite well.

His personality was like ice in winter, hard and cold, so arrogant that he seemed to be the only one worthy of respect in the world. How would Long Ao Di treat a father who had not given him the kindness of raising him? Liu Jun already had the answer in his heart.

Most likely, this emperor will not easily admit defeat, and may even turn against the other party, severing all ties. "Hmph! Father? You dare to say that?" Liu Jun, disguised as Emperor Long Ao, sneered, and then moved to attack Yu Qiushui in front of him.

Of course, Liu Jun knew in his heart that he could not act according to his true strength, otherwise his identity would be exposed instantly in front of such a powerful person.

Therefore, he deliberately suppressed his cultivation level, only displaying the current level of 'Dragon Emperor' - the strength of a quasi-god king.

It is obvious that someone at this level cannot be a match for Yu Qiushui.

Faced with Liu Jun's overwhelming offensive, Yu Qiushui appeared unusually calm, as if everything was under her control.

After only a few exchanges, Liu Jun was captured by Yu Qiushui like prey locked on by a cheetah, unable to move.

"Let...let me go! If you don't let go, I'll throw up all over you!" Liu Jun's eyes darted around, and a plan formed in his mind. He immediately pretended to be drunk, a sly smile playing on his lips, and opened his mouth as if to vomit.

However, to his utter surprise, Yu Qiushui merely frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure on her face, but showed no intention of backing away.

His gaze was firm and deep, as if he had already seen through Liu Jun's little tricks.

This put Liu Jun in a difficult position. Should he not vomit? He had already boasted that he would. But should he vomit? This was a real dilemma for him, as he knew in his heart that if his vomit splashed on Yu Qiushui, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But Liu Jun was no ordinary person. With a thought, he directly mobilized his spiritual power into his stomach and forcibly expelled the food from his esophagus.

"Ugh—" Liu Jun vomited decisively, the vomit drawing a disgusting arc in the air.

Yu Qiushui, however, stood as still as a rock, letting the filth splatter on her body, her face remaining calm and composed.

His eyes held no trace of disgust or anger, but rather revealed a complex emotion that was difficult to describe.

Upon seeing this, Vice Hall Master Liu Yuan and Vice Hall Master Peng Cheng, who were some distance away, exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with shock and confusion.

You must know, their temple master, Yu Qiushui, is notoriously fastidious about cleanliness, with almost obsessive standards for tidiness and cleanliness. So how could they not be surprised that he could so calmly face this filth?

"Could it be that this 'Dragon Emperor' is really the Palace Master's own son? Otherwise, how could the Palace Master tolerate such rude behavior?" Vice Palace Master Liu Yuan muttered to himself, his heart filled with doubt and confusion.

He clearly remembered that once a maid had accidentally spilled tea on Yu Qiushui due to a moment of carelessness.

At that moment, Yu Qiushui's face instantly darkened, and her icy eyes seemed capable of freezing one's soul.

That poor maid was cruelly turned into a puppet that very night, and her tragic end became a shadow in everyone's hearts.

Thinking of this, Liu Yuan couldn't help but shudder. He simply couldn't imagine that Liu Jun had actually vomited all over Yu Qiushui, yet Yu Qiushui hadn't gotten angry; this was completely beyond his comprehension.

The deputy hall master Peng Sheng next to him also looked bewildered, his eyes wide as if trying to see the scene before him clearly.

He felt that the current temple master was a completely different person from the ruthless and decisive one he knew.

Seeing that things were going wrong, Liu Jun inwardly groaned. He had absolutely no idea what to do; he was completely numb. But since things had come to this, he could only grit his teeth and continue acting.

So, this guy pretended to be innocent and shouted, "Hey? Why aren't you dodging? Are you trying to scam me?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Qiushui frowned even more deeply, then glared at Liu Jun, her tone tinged with displeasure: "Stop acting recklessly, go to sleep if you've had too much to drink!"

As he spoke, he took out a specially made rope and skillfully tied Liu Jun up. Liu Jun was tied up tightly and couldn't move. He could only stare wide-eyed at Yu Qiushui in astonishment.

Seeing this, the people around looked at each other in bewilderment, but none of them dared to utter a sound.

Since the temple master has said that this person is someone else's own son, then all his actions are their family affairs, and it's none of their business to comment.

"Take him back to rest and sober up. Have someone keep an eye on him." Yu Qiushui casually tossed the bound and muttering Liu Jun to Liu Yuan, who rushed forward to catch him.

Liu Yuan stumbled and almost failed to catch this "hot potato" of high status.

He muttered to himself: Since this 'Dragon Emperor' is the only son of the Palace Master, he is naturally a golden branch and jade leaf. He must serve him carefully. If anything goes wrong, he may not be able to keep his head.

Moreover, this young master Long might be the future palace master. Offending him would be tantamount to digging one's own grave.

Yu Qiushui's casual treatment of his "son" clearly shows that he was used to his drinking habits and did not take him seriously.

With a flash, he vanished from everyone's sight like a ghost, leaving only a gust of wind that sent chills down their spines.