My Brilliant CEO Wife

Chapter 1195 - 1198: Yun of White Clouds, Hao of Sun Heaven

"Sir, it's not that I refuse to give you the treasures. Our Qingzhu Sect is just a small sect. We have several magical treasures, but not many. If we give you half, we might find it even harder to survive. So..." Lu Qingzhu tried to make her tone sound as tactful as possible to avoid provoking this mysterious man."Oh? So you're saying you won't give them?" Yun Hao raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.

"I'm afraid I can't give them to you!" Lu Qingzhu naturally noticed Yun Hao's expression change, and though she hesitated slightly, she still decisively refused.

If the sect's treasures were divided and given to Yun Hao, the fighting strength of the Qingzhu Sect would plummet, and in this survival-of-the-fittest Kunlun Sacred Land, they would surely be devoured.

Rather than face certain doom, it was better to firmly refuse Yun Hao's demand; perhaps that would leave a sliver of hope for survival.

After all, having been in this Kunlun Sacred Land for many years, she'd made several friends. As soon as Lu Qingzhu received the report from Quicksand, she informed the allied sect leaders.

With their combined strength and speed, they should arrive quickly, and with the advantage of numbers on her side, they should be able to overpower the three in front of them.

Moreover, it was clear to her that Xing Qing was just a girl who hadn't even reached Fourth Grade, posing no deterrent. Although Qing Luan was at the Middle Stage of Seventh Grade, among their allies was a strong individual also at that stage, residing halfway up the mountain, so there was no need to worry about Qing Luan's threat.

Finally, there was the mysterious man in front. Although he had the strength to have Qing Luan call him master, Lu Qingzhu had seriously attempted to probe his cultivation realm, but she couldn't discern it.

Even though Lu Qingzhu was only at the Early Stage of Seventh Grade, she had a secret technique that could probe someone up to three realms higher.

In other words, as long as the other wasn't a super strong Eighth Grade Martial Artist, Lu Qingzhu would be able to tell.

Even so, Lu Qingzhu still didn't believe, didn't believe that the man before her had reached the level of an Eighth Grade Martial Artist.

After all, Eighth Grade Martial Artists were extremely rare even in the Kunlun Sacred Land, and most importantly, if the opponent was an Eighth Grade Martial Artist, he certainly wouldn't be negotiating with her but would directly use force to seize the treasures.

"Since you are unwilling to give them, then... I can only take them by force. But don't worry, seeing as you're a beauty, I might consider only taking half of the treasures from your Qingzhu Sect!"

Yun Hao said calmly, his tone exceedingly casual, as if taking the other's things was as easy as picking up a brick off the ground.

"Prepare to fight!"

Hearing Yun Hao's words, Lu Qingzhu swiftly retreated, letting out a delicate yell.

As Lu Qingzhu's words fell, a group of disciples burst out from the Qingzhu Sect, about fifty or so, each poised with their weapon, staring down Yun Hao and his companions.

However, despite their numbers, their strength was unimpressive. Aside from two elders at the middle stage of Sixth Grade, the strongest among them was... Quicksand, the Qingzhu Sect's chief disciple.

Looking at these minions who, to him, were like shrimp soldiers and crab generals, Yun Hao truly had no desire to even teach them a lesson.

"Go deal with them, if you can avoid killing, do so!" Yun Hao instructed Qing Luan beside him, not forgetting to remind her to refrain from killing.

Qing Luan nodded slightly, her form flashing into the midst of the Qingzhu Sect disciples.

"What? You want to give it a try too?" Yun Hao noticed Xing Qing beside him, her eagerness apparent, and couldn't help but inquire with confusion.

"Yes, Master. Although I haven't reached Fourth Grade, I can target those weaker than me, rough them up a bit. It would serve as practical combat experience!"

Xing Qing spoke earnestly, full of anticipation, as though if she were late, there would be no one left to target.

"Alright, you make a good point!" Yun Hao nodded, sitting idly by, smoking a cigarette, watching as Xing Qing and Qing Luan clashed among the Qingzhu Sect disciples.

Though Xing Qing's strength was not high, as she said, she specifically picked out those among the Qingzhu disciples inferior to her, ignoring those stronger than herself.

Even if opponents tried to target her as an easy mark, she paid them no heed, sticking close to Qing Luan, allowing those slightly stronger ones to be dealt with by Qing Luan.

Seeing her disciples fall one after another, unable to do anything, Lu Qingzhu felt a growing sense of urgency.

When she spotted Yun Hao seated casually in the distance, an idea suddenly formed in her mind, and she moved away from the range of Qing Luan's fight, charging toward Yun Hao.

Capture the leader first!

If she couldn't defeat Qing Luan, then she'd first subdue Qing Luan's master to force Qing Luan to back off.

Seeing Lu Qingzhu charge at Yun Hao, neither Qing Luan nor Xing Qing reacted, a hint of helplessness on their faces.

Oh, Yun Hao didn't come looking for you, yet you still charge right at him, throwing yourself into the tiger's mouth, offering yourself up to Yun Hao for teasing?

"Oh, hello beautiful, why are you coming to me? Could it be that you find me too handsome and want to offer yourself to me, asking me to spare your disciples?"

Yun Hao's lips curled into a teasing smile, looking playfully at the approaching Lu Qingzhu, speaking with a roguishly indulgent tone.

"Who exactly are you? Our Qingzhu Sect hasn't offended you. Why are you seeking trouble with us?" Lu Qingzhu, seeing Qing Luan not pursuing her, didn't rush to attack Yun Hao immediately, thinking if a peaceful resolution was possible, she should pursue it.

After all, neither Qing Luan nor the Piaomiao Palace behind her were entities Lu Qingzhu or her Qingzhu Sect could afford to provoke.

"Me? I'm Yun Hao, Yun as in cloud, Hao as in heavens. You have many ways to address me, perhaps calling me Brother Hao, husband, or even master!"

Yun Hao sat on the ground, looking at Lu Qingzhu, showing no intention to rise, even though her long dress offered no view of any alluring scenery.

"Yun Hao? Sir Yun, I indeed hope you can show mercy. We are but a small sect, truly without any extra treasures to offer!" Lu Qingzhu murmured softly, Yun Hao's name sounding somewhat familiar, but at the moment, she couldn't recall it clearly.