Chapter 1743: 1743: So What If I Bully You

As the Left Priest of Huayu Temple, before a new Main Priest is chosen, she naturally leads the other priests. Seeing the opponent dressed in a priest robe of the Ninth-level Divine Priest, she didn’t want to easily turn hostile and had been enduring, only to find the other party increasingly aggressive and eventually resorting to violence.

"So what if I bully you? If you don’t agree to our Heavenly Sun Temple’s demands, I’ll come over to bully you every few days and see how long you can hold out. Oh right, with your temple in this state, even if I don’t come, you probably won’t last much longer, hahaha." The young priest laughed wildly again.

Upon hearing this, everyone realized that the intention to see the Book Collection Hall was just an excuse; causing trouble was the true aim.

"Who exactly are you?" An Xiaxin took a breath and asked coldly.

"This gentleman is the only son of Long Aoli, who is known as the millennium’s first prodigy of the Heavenly Sun Temple, Master Priest, and the Family Head of the First Priest Family of Tianyang City—Young Master Long Yang, Master Long Wudang!" Before the young priest could speak, the short, stout henchman jumped out and said in a rhythmic tone.

"Pfft!" Han Yan almost burst into laughter. Hearing the titles like millennium’s first prodigy of Heavenly Sun Temple, Master Priest, and Family Head of Tianyang City’s First Priest Family, Han Yan was secretly puzzled. As the Main Priest, yet only a Ninth-level Divine Priest, the temple seemed weak enough. Ultimately, it turned out not to be him but his father.

What amused Han Yan even more was the notion of Young Master Long Yang. Whether the guy truly had some peculiar quirks or simply didn’t understand what it meant, judging by his swagger and fan-waving, the latter seemed more likely.

Han Yan barely suppressed the urge to laugh out loud, while the others didn’t laugh at all and their expressions became unusually grave.

Obviously, while amusing, this guy’s origins were not insignificant.

"So it’s you; I didn’t expect you to be so despicable!" An Xiaxin said through gritted teeth.

"Hmph, this young master fancies you, and sending people to propose marriage was a gesture of courtesy. You dared to injure my servant? If I don’t show you my might today, do you really think Long Wudang is easily bullied?" Long Wudang snorted coldly and took big strides forward with people in tow.

Several guards mustered some courage. Despite fearing Long Wudang’s prowess, they stood in front of him. However, with a casual slap, Long Wudang sent two flying backwards.

"Stop!" An Xiaxin, unable to bear it anymore, finally made a move.

With a wave of her hand, a green light enveloped Long Wudang, resembling countless falling flowers and leaves yet accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

Long Wudang merely sneered, allowing the earthy yellow light to burst forth on him again. With a fierce slap, the green light like falling flowers and leaves was shattered, and then An Xiaxin’s hand was tightly grasped by him.

"Such fragrance." Long Wudang pulled An Xiaxin’s hand closer and took a deep breath, saying with a face full of rapture.

The frivolous demeanor was just like the playboys Han Yan had encountered before.

"Let me go, you bastard!" An Xiaxin, both embarrassed and furious, blushed and paled alternately, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I can’t bear to let you go." Long Wudang said with a frivolous smile, "As long as you agree to be my concubine, I’ll stop troubling you today. Actually, I don’t have a main wife; if you serve me well, perhaps I’ll let you be my main wife if I’m in a good mood. Isn’t Huayu Temple without a Main Priest? With me backing you up, securing the Main Priest position would be a piece of cake."

"You... you’re dreaming!" An Xiaxin, being the Left Priest of Huayu Temple, had never faced such a situation before, and nearly fainted with shame and anger.

"Stop, let go of the Lady!" Sikong Qinglan and others were even more furious since the humiliation of An Xiaxin was like humiliating them as fellow priests of Huayu Temple.

With angry shouts, they charged forward simultaneously.

Long Wudang casually waved his hand, causing Sikong Qinglan, who was first to bear the brunt, to stagger back repeatedly.

The priests nearby also took action, casting strange lights flying, but in mere moments, Shen Yuhe and others were forced to retreat, and several suffered significant injuries, spitting blood.

"What Huayu Temple, turns out to be so vulnerable! An Xiaxin, I’ll give you another chance. If you obey, I’ll spare you, otherwise, I’ll make your lives miserable." Long Wudang said contemptuously.

"You dare injure my temple priest, I’ll surely report to..." An Xiaxin was filled with anger, but her words stopped halfway.

"What, you’re thinking of reporting to Lord Divine? Lord Divine has long abandoned you. Even if the Five Great Divine Temples give you some face, what does it matter? We just came for a spar, and didn’t expect Huayu Temple to be so lacking; at worst, we’ll apologize and pay respects, who would really take you seriously anyway." Long Wudang said shamelessly.

"You rogue!" An Xiaxin cursed through clenched teeth.

"Only now did you find me rogue? Everyone in Tianyang City knows I’m a rogue, but who can do anything to me?" Long Wudang chuckled.

"Anyway, you’re destined to be mine, so why don’t we get closer first?" Long Wudang laughed slyly and leaned closer again.

An Xiaxin felt a surge of despair. Lord Divine had long abandoned Huayu Temple, and now faced with such a rogue, who could save her?

"If you don’t want to die, you’d better let her go quickly!" Just then, a cold voice sounded.

Han Yan, hand gripping the sword hilt, slowly stepped forward.

At this moment, Han Yan was filled with fury.

Although she’d only been at Huayu Temple for a day, An Xiaxin hadn’t welcomed her, even harbored hostility, but regardless, she had passed Huayu Temple’s examination and donned its priest robe. How could she watch her own people being bullied by outsiders?

If she could endure this, she would not have become the first playboy of Heishi City, nor the first of Anyun.

Besides, as a fellow woman, what she couldn’t stand most were shameless scoundrels like Long Wudang. Even if An Xiaxin looked down on her, she couldn’t simply watch her be harassed and bullied.

"What did you say!" Long Wudang was stunned; it was the first time he’d been threatened since childhood.

"I said, if you don’t want to die, you’d better let her go quickly." Han Yan said word by word.

"Hahaha, did you hear what she said?" Long Wudang finally came to his senses; seeing Han Yan in that priest robe, he laughed loudly.

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