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750: Entering the villa, the Pure Yang Saint

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Xie Weilou didn't pay much attention to the deceased Yuan Haoran, not even having the interest to pick up his Storage Ring.

He had collected quite a few Storage Rings on that island before, and hadn't even had time to count them yet.

These paltry gains were beneath his notice now.

Xie Weilou walked forward.

Boom!

Just as he stepped forward, the lake surface trembled, and nine Blazing Fire Dragons instantly rushed out, their auras erupting and immediately locking him down.

“Roar!”

The nine Fire Dragons roared and suddenly lunged at Xie Weilou.

Rumble!

Xie Weilou took a step, and his oppressive might swept out, instantly forcing the nine Fire Dragons to prostrate themselves on the lake surface.

The bodies of the Fire Dragons dissipated, and the blazing flames instantly condensed into a long Fire Bridge.

Xie Weilou glanced at it indifferently, then stepped onto the Fire Bridge and swaggered forward.

Not long after.

He arrived at the plaza.

Fu Aniu laughed and said, "Brother Xie, you truly are a ruthless man!"

In the blink of an eye, he had slaughtered another person from the Myriad Sword Holy Land, essentially treating the Myriad Sword Holy Land like a sheep to be fleeced.

When the other experts from the Myriad Sword Holy Land arrive at Chunyang Holy City tomorrow, things will definitely become more interesting.

Xie Weilou sighed, "This Xie possesses a vast and righteous Qi in his heart, and dislikes killing."

“Right, right, right! Brother Xie is absolutely correct."

Fu Aniu nodded repeatedly, but mocked him inwardly.

Dislikes killing?

Who are you trying to fool!

You're the damn most vicious one.

Without hesitation, the two directly entered the Pure Yang Manor.

Inside the Manor.

Within a great hall.

Fine wine and delicacies were already prepared, and Ye Cangxiao and the others sat upright, sampling the fine wine.

Those who could enter this great hall were not simple; their cultivation levels all started at the Return to Ruins stage.

When Xie Weilou and Fu Aniu entered, everyone's gazes instantly turned toward them.

Ye Cangxiao set down his teacup, smiled, cupped his fists, and said, "So Your Excellency is Xie Weilou, Fellow Daoist Xie! I am Ye Cangxiao, greetings, Fellow Daoist Xie."

They naturally sensed the commotion from the fight outside, but they hadn't expected this person to be Xie Weilou.

Being able to kill the Little Sword King and Yuan Haoran, this Xie Weilou was indeed far from simple.

Xie Weilou smiled faintly, "The Prince of the Eastern Wasteland Dynasty is also not simple. Speaking of which, This Xie has some affinity with the Eastern Wasteland Dynasty; I helped the Eastern Wasteland Dynasty greatly before."

“Oh?”

Ye Cangxiao looked at Xie Weilou in surprise.

Xie Weilou spoke solemnly and righteously, "Previously in the Lingyuan Grotto-Heaven, when the major forces were fighting over the Daughter of the Human Emperor and the human emperor sword, if This Xie hadn't intervened, the Daughter of the Human Emperor and the human emperor sword would have already been snatched away by other forces."

“Cough, cough!”

When Ye Cangxiao heard this, he couldn't help but cough, feeling speechless inwardly.

He knew that This Xie was in the Lingyuan Grotto-Heaven at the time and even killed someone from the Myriad Sword Holy Land.

But what did the matter of the Daughter of the Human Emperor have to do with you?

You didn't even have the qualifications to participate in that battle for supremacy.

The ones who truly stepped forward were Madman Chu and the Eight Desolations King!

The various forces dared not act rashly precisely because of Madman Chu and the Eight Desolations King.

However, at this moment, Ye Cangxiao didn't mind Xie Weilou taking credit for himself.

He cupped his fists and said, "So that's how it is. Thank you very much, Brother Xie!"

Xie Weilou smiled and waved his hand, saying, "It's a small matter! Just lend me the human emperor sword to observe someday."

...

The corner of Ye Cangxiao's mouth twitched, leaving him speechless.

The human emperor sword was a supreme emperor artifact, something he couldn't touch, and even if he could, it was impossible to lend it to Xie Weilou for observation.

Wei Mingyuan said indifferently, "Fellow Daoist Xie certainly has some strength, but Holy Lands possess extraordinary foundations. Since you have provoked the Myriad Sword Holy Land, you might end up dying without a burial place someday."

Xie Weilou looked at Wei Mingyuan with surprise, "Who are you?"

This person's words carried a hint of lecturing and a bit of Yin and Yang sarcasm, making him displeased, as the person showed no respect whatsoever.

Wei Mingyuan said coolly, "Bright Holy Land, Wei Mingyuan!"

“Never heard of you!”

Xie Weilou shrugged.

He had heard some people mention this person's name before.

He was merely a Candidate Holy Son of the Bright Holy Land. In his eyes, he wasn't worth much; a genuine Saint would be more suitable!

“You...”

Wei Mingyuan's expression turned ugly.

Fu Aniu looked strangely at Wei Mingyuan, "You're not some big shot, so isn't it normal that he hasn't heard your name? Why do you need to look so upset?"

Wei Mingyuan gave a cold laugh, staring at Fu Aniu, "And who are you?"

Fu Aniu gently waved his Folding Fan, "Fu Family, Fu Aniu!"

“Hm? Fu Aniu?”

Wei Mingyuan's eyes narrowed.

Ye Cangxiao and the others also stared at Fu Aniu with surprise and uncertainty.

They had heard about the incident in the Nine Nether Ice Cave, where there was indeed a fellow named Fu Aniu.

He was associated with Fu Eight Desolations. The two of them, along with another person, had once pursued and attacked the Longevity Holy Son and the Pure Yang Holy Son, even blasting the two Saints apart.

Ye Suxing stared intently at Fu Aniu, "It is rumored that during the trip to the Nine Nether Ice Cave, a Heavens Proud Son named Fu Eight Desolations appeared in the Fu Family, along with a Heavens Chosen Daughter. That woman wields the Star-Devouring Tree, and her strength is unfathomable..."

That Fu Eight Desolations was not simple; being able to defeat the Saint of his Zhou Tian Holy Land was truly terrifying.

Facing such a figure, a Candidate Holy Son like him was likely not worth mentioning at all.

A Candidate Holy Son is ultimately just a candidate; if the Saint doesn't die, they will never get a chance.

Of course, the Holy Land would also give them a chance to challenge the Saint, but no one could win.

He also possessed the aptitude of a Saint, but when he challenged the Zhou Tian Holy Son back then, he was directly defeated by the Hegemon Body, which is why he became a Candidate Holy Son.

As for that woman, being able to control the Star-Devouring Tree, one of the Ominous Trees, was even more bizarre. Even those old fogeys would probably be terrified and flee upon seeing it.

Fu Aniu laughed and said, "Those two do exist."

Ye Cangxiao said meaningfully, "According to some news released by the Longevity Holy Son, Fellow Daoist Fu Aniu is actually the Fu Clan's Imperial Son, Fu Wentian!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell silent. Everyone stared solemnly at Fu Aniu; the words of the Longevity Holy Son were likely not baseless!

...

Wei Mingyuan also fell silent, daring not to speak rashly. If this person truly was the Imperial Son of the Fu Clan, he was certainly not someone Wei Mingyuan could deal with.

Fu Aniu laughed wryly, "I am Fu Aniu, from a collateral branch of the Fu Clan!"

After speaking, he and Xie Weilou casually found seats and sat down.

Buzz!

A burst of blazing flame power suddenly emanated from the front. The flames continuously intertwined, transforming into a Blazing Throne.

Upon the throne, a beautiful woman instantly appeared, dressed in a Blazing Long Dress.

The woman had a perfect figure—curvaceous, graceful, and unparalleled. Her beautiful legs were long and straight, and beneath the long dress, a hint of snowy white skin was faintly visible, alluring and seductive.

A red silk ribbon was tied around her waist, moving with the flames, revealing her flawless figure. Her long, black hair cascaded down to her waist, and seven Fire Spirit Hairpins were inserted into her strands.

The woman's face was exquisitely flawless, her skin like congealed fat. Between her brows was a Blazing Red Lotus Rune. Her dark eyebrows were curved, and her eyes seemed to hold a mesmerizing firelight. Every frown and smile captivated hearts, embodying both nobility and seduction.

The person who arrived was none other than the Pure Yang Saintess!

“Fellow Daoists, welcome to Pure Yang Manor."

The Pure Yang Saintess slightly parted her pearly teeth, a magnificent smile gracing her face.

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