Chapter 225.2: Refuse to Take the Offered Toast and Having to Take the Punishment Drink (1/2)

He discovered a figure near the cliff to the left.

That person’s back was facing them. His black hair was pulled up into a high ponytail and he was wearing a black outfit that showed his broad back and slender waist. When the sharp cold wind of the mountain blew, the corners of his robes were swept up, revealing a pair of long legs that were slightly bent as he leaned against the rock wall. As if he had sensed the person’s gaze, he turned to look in this direction. His unruly eyes seemed to contain the light of stars as he grinned nefariously. “Hai, long time no see ah, Saint Envoy Xiang.”

“Ming Mengxin?” asked that person in an uncertain tone.

Most of the Saint Envoys wore a black robe that concealed them from head to toe in order to avoid letting people discover their true appearances. Due to this, even if two Saint Envoys encountered each other on the streets without a mask, they likely wouldn’t recognize each other.

Ming Mengxing was a special case though. His blood didn’t dry up and his flesh didn’t lose its luster despite the fact that he practiced the Saint Envoys’ martial arts.

Still, very few Saint Envoys had seen his true appearance. The only reason Saint Envoy Xiang had ventured this guess was because of his unique eyes.

“Saint Envoy Xiang truly has a short memory, characteristic of eminent persons. We saw each other just last month in Green Maple City. How could you have forgotten me so soon?” Jun Xin walked over slowly. As the faint blue light floated in front, lighting the way, it made it seem as if he was treading on starlight.

These words verified his identity. He was undoubtedly Ming Mengxin.

Saint Envoy Xiang stood up and stared at Ming Mengxin. “Are you betraying the Saint Tribe?”

“Betraying? When have I ever been loyal to it?” Jun Xin smiled demonically as he caught the antique lamp. “I was just borrowing it to investigate some things. What stupid Saint Tribe? They’re just a bunch of lunatics delusionally trying to revive some Saint Tribe. How laughable…”

“You!” Saint Envoy Xiang was so enraged by his tone that he almost coughed blood, but he couldn’t find the words to refute and could only say, “The Saint Tribes won’t forgive you!”

“How naive. Do you think the Saint Tribes would find out?” asked Jun Xin with an evil smirk.

Saint Envoy Xiang’s face immediately turned pale as panic appeared in his eyes. It was already hard enough to deal with Baili Yu, yet Ming Mengxin had shown up as well. From the looks of it, he was going to fall here.

His gaze darkened, then he quickly pulled out five Thunderbolt Beads and threw them towards Jun Xin and Baili Yu.

Thunderbolt Beads were concealed weapons that had immense damage power. Even pinnacle experts couldn’t underestimate them.

A single bead already costed a shocking amount, but for the sake of escaping, he could only endure the emotional pain and throw out five of them at once. He was about to take advantage of this chance to escape when he saw that the beads had stopped in mid air while still spinning.

Thunderbolt Beads only exploded once they made contact with something. Now that they had been stopped in the air, they couldn’t do anything.

Saint Envoy Xiang was stunned. Has Baili Yu’s martial arts already reached this level?

To be able to block something in midair, was this still martial arts?

However, he no longer had much more time to think about this as the Thunderbolt Beads were now flying back at him. He didn’t have the ability to stop the beads in midair and could only retreat backwards. However, the beads continued chasing after him as if Baili Yu was controlling them.