The Clan Master Can’t possibly Be A Mortal
Chapter 1403 Mutual Respect Is Essential

Chapter 1403: Chapter 1403 Mutual Respect Is Essential

As these words were spoken, the whole place fell silent.

The high-ranking practitioners of the Holy Capital turned to look, only to find a white-clad man standing near the dragon carriage, sword drawn.

It was this sword that stopped the Third Prince.

"Women are meant to be cherished, not beaten," these words fell upon the Third Prince’s Consort’s ears, making her tremble, tears streaming down.

She married the Third Prince at twenty-five.

She thought that after becoming the prince’s consort, she could assist her husband in rising to prominence, but who knew, the Third Prince would indulge in wine and women every day.

He remained indifferent to her.

Not only that, the Third Prince did not cultivate earnestly, and after all these years, other princes had broken through to the Earth Immortal Realm while he was stuck at the peak of the Human Immortal Realm.

The Third Prince’s Consort had advised the Third Prince.

But in return, she faced beatings.

If it weren’t for an ancestor of Heavenly Immortal status in her family as a deterrent, like other neglected consorts, she would have long been sent to the Cold Palace.

She had never enjoyed a day of love.

All she had known was abuse.

Until today, she decided to risk everything, even her life, to make the Third Prince mend his ways.

But unexpectedly, the Third Prince said she was worse than a beast of burden, deeply wounding her heart.

Yet, Huo Yunjie’s words were like the warmth of the sun in winter, rekindling hope in her frozen heart.

"Who are you?"

The Third Prince coldly eyed Huo Yunjie, who had drawn his sword toward him, noting Huo’s handsome looks and fierce swordsman aura that made him hard to deal with.

"Sect Disciple of Misty Sect from Shenzhou, Huo Yunjie."

After introducing himself, Huo Yunjie sheathed his sword and coldly looked at the Third Prince, "Women can hold up half the sky! You should be grateful to have a woman to assist you, cherish her well, do not oppress her and drive her to despair."

"I am the Third Prince of True Sun Immortal Country, noble in identity and stature. Why must I explain my actions to you?" the Third Prince angrily retorted.

"Wait!"

"You said you are from where?"

The Third Prince realized something, his eyes flickering wildly.

"Misty Sect from Shenzhou, Huo Yunjie."

Huo Yunjie smirked, thinking how slow the Third Prince was to react, realizing only now.

The moment the Third Prince heard he was from Misty Sect in Shenzhou, he thought of Ye Feng crushing the Roaring Sky Immortal Emperor, instantly feeling alarmed.

"I... I beat my own woman, what does it have to do with you?" the Third Prince pretended to be calm.

"It’s just seeing injustice," Huo Yunjie changed tone, "Of course, if you’re unhappy, we can have a spar. If you win, I’ll walk away immediately; if you lose, you must heed your wife’s words from now on."

"Hahaha..."

The Third Prince laughed aloud, "Though you are a disciple of Misty Sect, being a mere newly advanced Human Immortal Realm cultivator, you dare challenge me. I’ll make you lose convincingly."

Woosh! Woosh!

The two soared into the air, landing on the peaks of two distant high mountains, confronting each other from afar.

On the ground.

Watching Huo Yunjie, the Third Prince’s Consort henceforth bore his image in her heart, yet shaking her head, she looked at the Third Prince, recalling something with determined eyes.

Within the Imperial Palace.

An elder slumped on the throne, pointing trembling fingers at the Third Prince, cursing, "This rebellious child, dared to provoke a disciple from that fearsome sect, what to do now!"

As the Immortal Venerable, he was acutely aware of Ye Feng’s terrors; today’s battle might bring catastrophic consequences to True Sun Immortal Country.

At the mountain peak.

"You go first!" Huo Yunjie said, "If I strike first, you will certainly lose."

"Arrogant!"

The Third Prince was furious, clapped his hands, and countless scorching True Fire emerged, condensing behind him into a huge Flame Phoenix.

"It appeared again!"

Watching the Third Prince perform the Flame Phoenix, the Third Prince’s Consort’s beautiful eyes filled with tears.

Ten years old.

When the Third Prince’s Consort was bullied, it was the Third Prince who used this Divine Skill to save her. Afterwards, she vowed to marry the Third Prince to repay him.

"Screech!"

At this moment, the Flame Phoenix flapped its wings, carrying a terrifying heat wave, rushing at Huo Yunjie.

"Is this all the attack?"

Huo Yunjie was very disappointed; he sheathed his sword, without even drawing it, instead reached out his arm.

Crack, crack, crack!

Cold aura spread from his palm, the extreme power display of Ruthless Sword Intent, instantly freezing the Flame Phoenix into an ice sculpture.

"How could it be!"

Seeing this scene, everyone first gasped, then their bodies trembled.

"He actually froze the True Fire!" Even the Immortal Venerable of True Sun Immortal Country jumped from his throne.

At the mountain peak.

The Third Prince blankly looked at the frozen True Fire Phoenix, only then realizing he had mere cultivation level, yet feeble combat prowess, instantly regretful.

Bang!

The True Fire Phoenix was shattered by Huo Yunjie’s kick, transforming into numerous ice fragments rolling, crashing into the Third Prince’s chest, sending him plummeting to the ground like a meteor, drenched in sweat.

"Husband!"

The Third Prince’s Consort was the first to rush over, lifting the Third Prince whose lips were purple from the Ruthless Sword Intent freeze, her beautiful eyes filled with concern.

"Wife... wife."

The Third Prince looked at the Third Prince’s Consort crying bitterly, and then at the bruises on her face, recalling years ago the girl he casually saved.

At this moment, their images overlapped.

Boom!

The Third Prince’s mind shook, suddenly understanding.

"Years ago, in a small alley, the one I casually saved was... you?" The Third Prince gently caressed the face of the Third Prince’s Consort, asking tremblingly.

"Yes!" The Third Prince’s Consort wept bitterly, falling into his arms.

"Wife... I, I am sorry to you." The Third Prince hugged the Third Prince’s Consort with trembling hands, his heart full of regret, coming to a realization.

He realized, he could no longer indulge in pleasure.

Although he was the Third Prince of True Sun Immortal Country, enjoying countless resources, forcibly piling up to the peak of the Human Immortal Realm yet having mediocre combat prowess, even his True Fire was frozen by Huo Yunjie.

The reputation of True Sun Immortal Country had already been lost by him.

"A prodigal son returning home is worth more than gold." Huo Yunjie slowly landed, glancing at the Third Prince and Third Prince’s Consort, then stepping towards the distance, "Between husband and wife, mutual respect should prevail, make sure to live well together!"

As the words fell, the sound of sword singing arose.

The people turned toward the sound.

Only to see a bright sword light arc across the sky, sketching a flawless curve, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

Above the clouds, in front of the tea table.

Ye Feng watched this scene, clapped his hands, and praised, "Huo Yunjie, this blockhead, has learned quite a lot of wisdom after figuring things out, speaking so fluently."

Then, he glanced at the task panel.

Perhaps because Huo Yunjie’s words touched many women, prestige points were soaring, although still far from ten billion, but the growth rate was rapid.

According to this trend, the task could be completed within days.

"Very good!"

"Other disciples can showcase their skills."

"From Mo Ying and Huo Yunjie’s battle, one conclusion can be drawn, the strength of the opponent matters little."

"What matters is the influence!"

Ye Feng understood this point.

...

In a city.

Mo Ying sat on the city wall, gazing at the distant sky, admiring the scenery of the Immortal Realm.

Tap, tap, tap!

Light footsteps approached.

"Why are you following me?" Mo Ying didn’t turn back.

"I want to learn swordsmanship from you." Jingyue Fairy approached gracefully, biting her red lips, "My strength is too weak, I must enhance myself to protect the Ancient City well."