At the end of the alley, on the right, was a small palace gate. The vermilion color had long faded, making it appear mottled like rust, with no trace of its former vibrancy.
With a creak.
The palace gate opened, and another old woman, holding a paper umbrella, walked out and looked at Ye Kunlun indifferently.
"Supreme Lord Ye, the previous incident was merely a misunderstanding. We of the Wuxiang Palace were also deceived and manipulated. This old one apologizes to you here. The Wuxiang Palace is willing to compensate you."
"Moreover, it is better to resolve animosity than to foster it."
The old woman's demeanor was humble, making no mention of Feng Tutu having just killed their Wuxiang Palace members.
"Misunderstanding my ass!"
Feng Tutu immediately cursed, "If our young lord hadn't been strong, we would have fallen into your hands long ago."
"You old witches, locked away in the Wuxiang Palace, you still don't know how to behave? Manipulated? What a joke! If you had no ambitions, how could you be manipulated?"
Feng Tutu showed no respect to the old woman before her.
All misunderstandings were based on Ye Kunlun's formidable strength. If Ye Kunlun had been inferior, would the other party still have called it a misunderstanding?
Ye Kunlun did not stop Feng Tutu, and moreover, Feng Tutu was saying what he himself wanted to say.
Enemies are enemies; in his eyes, there were never misunderstandings.
If you try to kill me, I will inevitably strike back. It was that simple!
As a result, knowing they were no match for Ye Kunlun, they sought to appease him with a misunderstanding. Did they really think he, Ye Kunlun, was a fool?
The old woman's expression faltered slightly. She still managed a wry smile, "Feng Wuchang is right. We did have selfish intentions. After all, no one wants to stay in this cold, desolate place."
"The other party promised to help us leave the Wuxiang Palace, which is why we made the impulsive decision."
Saying so, the old woman appeared somewhat sincere, "Supreme Lord, what will it take for you to resolve this misunderstanding?"
"Hand over the person from that day. Kill them, and the misunderstanding will naturally be resolved," Ye Kunlun replied indifferently.
The old woman frowned and sighed, "That girl certainly deserves punishment, but she cannot die. Change your condition, any condition..."
"Then there is nothing to discuss!" Ye Kunlun interrupted the old woman directly and took a step forward.
Ye Kunlun's oppressive aura was instantly unleashed, surging towards the old woman.
The old woman lightly shook the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and a ripple of water enveloped her, attempting to block Ye Kunlun's power.
The next moment, the water barrier protecting her caved in directly, striking her chest.
The old woman staggered back two steps, stabilized herself, and coughed violently.
"Cough, cough, the Supreme Lord's strength is truly unparalleled in the world." The old woman wiped the corner of her mouth, stained with blood, "Since that is the case, then you shall have to step over this old body first!"
"Overestimating yourself!"
Ye Kunlun snorted. The old woman before him was merely a Grandmaster at the peak of the Xiantian realm.
For her to try and stop him was sheer delusion.
Had he not held back just now, that blow would have been enough to end her life.
Since she was seeking death, Ye Kunlun did not mind sending her on her way.
Just then, a sinister, reedy voice echoed from all directions, "Young friend Ye, do you truly think our Wuxiang Palace has no one left?"
As he spoke, a hunchbacked old eunuch walked out of the palace gate, shielding the old woman.
The old eunuch had shoulder-length white hair, a ruddy and full complexion, and exuded a potent, effeminate power.
"You dead eunuch, what right do you have to speak here!" Xue Shou cursed, "Try my Xue Shou's palm technique first!"
Xue Shou attacked directly, and in the blink of an eye, they were locked in combat. After several exchanges, the opponent showed no signs of being at a disadvantage; on the contrary, he seemed to be slightly suppressing Xue Shou.
The moment the old eunuch appeared, Ye Kunlun recognized his considerable cultivation, having reached the peak of the Kai Ling realm!
It would not be easy for Xue Shou to defeat him, but it would also not be easy for the opponent to defeat Xue Shou.
"A mere Wuxiang Palace, and a master at the peak of Kai Ling realm. I underestimated you," Ye Kunlun stated calmly and walked towards the palace gate.
"Young friend Ye, stay your steps!"
The old eunuch, seeing this, evaded Xue Shou's attack and blocked Ye Kunlun.
"Hmph!"
Ye Kunlun let out a light snort. The old eunuch felt as though he had been struck heavily; his ruddy cheeks became a shade paler, and his eyes showed horror.
"How has young friend Ye's cultivation reached such a level?" the old eunuch exclaimed in shock.
"If you don't want to die, then get out of the way!" Ye Kunlun's patience had reached its limit. "Otherwise, I won't hesitate to start killing within the Wuxiang Palace!"
The old eunuch did not move. He had lived in the Wuxiang Palace since childhood; this was his home, the place he was meant to protect!
Ye Kunlun did not retreat and no longer wasted his breath. He took another step forward, and terrifying power directly engulfed the old eunuch.
*Puff puff puff—*
The old eunuch was sent flying backward, blood spraying into the air. Amidst the pouring rain, he crashed onto the ground in a sorry state.
Ye Kunlun flickered and entered the Wuxiang Palace.
A chilling, icy aura assailed him, as if he had entered the depths of winter. Ye Kunlun frowned slightly.
A formation had been laid here, no wonder the place felt so chilling.
"Young lord, why is it so cold here?" Xue Shou couldn't help but shiver.
Feng Tutu replied, "If it isn't cold, why would it be called the cold palace? Since it's called the cold palace, it naturally must be cold."
"A formation was set up here, causing this place to be perpetually cold," Ye Kunlun explained.
"Could it be that this was all to imprison the women here? To be confined in such a chilling place year-round, let alone women, even men couldn't endure it." Feng Tutu frowned, feeling a bit of pity for the women here for a moment.
In the distance, the old eunuch struggled to get up from the ground, coughing up blood. He looked at Ye Kunlun with a complex expression, "Young friend Ye, if you want to kill me, then kill this old servant. This old servant is willing to die for my master."
Ye Kunlun's gaze fell upon a room in the distance. The woman who had attacked him during the ceremony was inside.
"Come out, don't make me force you!" Ye Kunlun said calmly to the room door. As for the old eunuch, he was too lazy to bother with him.
Every grievance has its source, every debt its owner. It was all karma.
With a creak, the room door opened, and a woman wearing a veil appeared at the entrance.
When Ye Kunlun saw her, his brow furrowed. The woman before him was different from when he had last seen her. The chilling aura around her was extremely dense, as if the vast Wuxiang Palace had concentrated all its Yin and cold energy upon her.
"If you want to kill me, then do it!" the woman said, her voice chilling to the bone.
Ye Kunlun's body flickered, and he appeared before the woman, striking without hesitation!
*Bang—*
A translucent screen of light appeared before the woman, blocking Ye Kunlun's palm strike!
At the same time, a bone-chilling coldness traveled along Ye Kunlun's arm, reaching his entire limb!
"Within the Wuxiang Palace, no matter how strong you are, you cannot be my opponent." The woman's eyes looked at Ye Kunlun with icy coldness.
"So, it's a formation based on bloodline," Ye Kunlun's gaze sharpened. "No wonder the power within you is so frigid!"
"However, such a method cannot overcome me!"
As he spoke, Ye Kunlun circulated his Pure Yang energy, directly dispelling the chill from his arm.