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The young palace master stood aside, watching helplessly as the battle between the two sides became increasingly intense.

In this situation, waiting quietly for the two to naturally determine a winner would take an unknown amount of time.

What he hates most is wasting time!

"Old fisherman, you're too slow."

The young palace master raised his right hand and gently flicked his fingers on Yu Jingshi's bracelet.

A fish-shaped stone fell off the bracelet, hovered for a moment on his fingertip, and then transformed into a deep blue light, flying towards Wenbo's direction.

The startled stone didn't hit Wenbo directly; instead, it went around to his side.

At this moment, the battle was at a stalemate, and Wenbo's full attention was focused on the old fisherman.

He was inexperienced in dealing with magic, and although he had found his rhythm after adapting just now.

But when he was under direct pressure and the two sides were locked in a tug-of-war, he had no energy left to pay attention to the sides.

The fish-shaped stone flew silently to a distance of three feet to Wenbo's left rear before suddenly exploding.

The burst of light wasn't dazzling; rather, it was extremely dim, as if someone had torn a rift in the air leading to the deep sea.

Countless tiny droplets of water, almost invisible to the naked eye, gushed from the crack, each droplet carrying an inexplicable and eerie chill.

Wenbo felt his true energy shield on the left side of his body being eroded by something in an instant.

It wasn't broken down, it was corroded, disintegrated, and slowly seeped in by some cold and sticky force.

He quickly turned around and slammed his right palm into the direction of the crack.

The golden palm strike shattered the crack, but the chill had already seeped into his left arm.

He felt a numbness in his left arm, and the true energy in his entire arm dissipated in an instant, leaving a gap in his protective aura.

"That's... a magical artifact?!"

The old man with the bamboo cane's voice trembled, "That boy had a magical weapon; he used the Fish Startling Stone as a hidden weapon!"

"The Fish-Startling Stone belongs to the Sea God's Palace. To be considered a magic artifact, it must be nurtured inside a deep-sea fish for at least thirty years. Just who is this young man?"

The red-beaded man's face was deathly pale. "But to threaten a Grandmaster-level magic weapon, at least a Core Formation cultivator is needed to activate it. How old is that boy? Could he already be a Core Formation cultivator?"

"It's not that he's activating it; the Fish Startling Stone itself is a finished consumable magic weapon. Once it's used, it's gone forever. Anyone who can use something like this as a hidden weapon is either a direct descendant of the Sea God Palace."

The old man with the bamboo cane spoke in a very low voice, "But no matter what his background is, none of us can afford to offend him."

At the very moment that Wenbo's protective aura revealed a gap, the old fisherman's water whip arrived.

The water whip was only as thick as a thumb, but it exploded violently the moment it struck his chest, with a force far exceeding any previous attack.

Wenbo was blasted backward, his back slamming into the Rolls-Royce door, which was dented inward, leaving a large dent.

He slid to the ground, knelt on one knee, and spat a mouthful of blood onto the bluestone slab.

The blood wasn't bright red, but dark red, mixed with traces of dark blue mucus.

That was the remnant of the Fish-Startled Stone, which had already invaded his meridians.

"Wenbo!"

Qian Xinya's expression finally changed.

The man with the red pearl felt his throat go dry upon seeing this scene.

He had just thought that the old fisherman and Wenbo were evenly matched, but then the young man simply flicked a bead on his bracelet and Wenbo coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

"What's the point of fighting? They've already brought out one-time-use magic weapons that can harm Grandmasters. That old man is already a formidable figure among Grandmasters for surviving this long. If I went up there, he'd be gone in the first round of water arrows."

"Serves you right!"

The man in the tight-fitting clothes who had been silent until now muttered a curse, "Just now at the entrance of the pharmacy, this young lady didn't even glance at us. Now she's bitten off more than she can chew."

The person next to him quickly pulled him aside, signaling him to be quiet, but there was a clear hint of schadenfreude in his expression.

The old man with the bamboo cane shook his head. "If she had been willing to part with a few medicinal herbs at the auction, we might have been able to put in a good word for her. Now... who will stand up for her?"

Wenbo forced himself to lift his head and look at the young palace master.

The young palace master maintained his indifferent expression, as if his attack had merely swatted a mosquito dead.

Wenbo, panting heavily, said to Qian Xinya, "Miss... a moment of patience will bring peace, a step back will open up a whole new world. Give them the old medicine."

Qian Xinya bit her lip, her face turning pale and then flushed.

Then she raised her head and looked at the young palace master, "I am Qian Xinya from the Qian family of Kyoto. You must have heard of the Qian family's name, right?"

As she spoke, her chin was still slightly raised, and her tone still carried that innate arrogance.

In her view, the name "Qian family" was enough to make anyone back down.

The young palace master stared at her for several seconds.

Then... he smiled.

"The Qian family? Never heard of them. Elder Yu, kill her!"

Qian Xinya stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Wenbo struggled to his feet and stood in front of Qian Xinya, saying, "Young master, you can take the medicinal herbs; we won't take a single penny."

"Miss is young and ignorant, and has offended you, sir. I apologize on her behalf. Please, sir, be merciful and spare our lives."

The young palace master did not look at him.

The old fisherman had already raised his right hand, and the dark blue water ball condensed in his palm once again.

This time, the creatures swimming inside the water sphere were more active than before, and it could be vaguely seen that it was a strange fish covered with bluish-black scales.

Wenbo knew he couldn't withstand the attack, but he still stood in front of Qian Xinya, his feet firmly planted on the bluestone slab, without taking a single step back.

"Miss, I can't hold them off for long, you must leave!"

Qian Xinya stood still, without moving.

It wasn't that she didn't want to run, but her legs simply wouldn't obey her commands.

She has never encountered anything like this since birth.

She finally realized that she wasn't dealing with people who could be won over with money and family connections.

These two people really will kill her!

Qian Xinya had lost all her previous arrogance. Her voice trembled as she squeezed out the words, "The medicinal herbs... you can have them all. I don't want them anymore, you can have them all!"

The onlookers, mostly from the martial arts world, felt a sense of awe.

The eldest daughter of the Qian family was so arrogant at the auction just now; not a single wealthy pharmaceutical merchant in the room dared to challenge her.

Now, however, he resembles a mouse cornered by a cat, his voice trembling as he speaks.

"You wouldn't give it to me before, but now you want to?"

The young palace master tilted his head to look at her, his tone carrying a playful, cat-and-mouse tone, "Unfortunately, what you just said was too arrogant. I don't like arrogant people, so—you must die!"

With a flick of his wrist, the old fisherman caused the water sphere to explode. The phantom of the strange fish swelled dozens of times in the air, opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, and lunged towards Wenbo and Qian Xinya.

The strange fish's phantom swept across the ground, scattering the pebbles on the bluestone slab in all directions.

Those martial arts practitioners who were relatively close felt a chilling sense of oppression wash over them, making it difficult to even breathe.

Wenbo gritted his teeth and poured all his remaining true energy into his right arm. He knew he couldn't withstand it, but behind him was the eldest daughter of the Qian family, and he couldn't back down.

Just as the grotesque fish phantom was about to collide with Wen Bo, a voice suddenly came from the side, "Your objective has been achieved, is there any need to go after them all?"