129: Chapter 129 Yu Yi finally arrived

A handsome figure walked over slowly; it was a youth with peerless features.

A moon-blue long robe accentuated his upright posture, and as his sleeves fluttered, he carried an air of ethereal detachment.

"Who are you?" The leader of the Wang family narrowed his eyes sharply.

His entire body was instantly on high alert.

"Who I am is not important; what is important is that I know who you are," the youth said in a calm tone.

He walked with a composed gait, completely ignoring the experts who were eyeing him like tigers.

He walked straight up to them.

"You are the Young Lord of this generation of the Wang family, Young Master Wang Bo, aren't you?"

Young Master Wang Bo frowned fiercely, his heart secretly startled.

The other party knew his identity like the back of his hand; he was clearly prepared.

He suppressed his doubts, his tone cold and hard.

"What do you want? Aren't you afraid that we will silence you here?"

"It is merely a few experts at the Peak of the Martial Emperor Realm, what is there to fear?" The youth sneered, his Face showing complete indifference.

Young Master Wang Bo's eyes turned sharp, and he tilted his head slightly back.

A Man in black beside him immediately understood, his figure darting out like lightning.

A palm strike containing massive Spiritual Qi headed straight for the youth's Face.

He intended to take down this arrogant fellow on the spot.

"Bang!"

A dull thud shook the surrounding air currents.

The youth stood his ground without moving an inch, completely unharmed.

On the contrary, the Wang family expert who had attacked was sent flying backward by a powerful rebounding force.

"Who exactly are you?" Young Master Wang Bo furrowed his brows, his expression grave to the extreme.

To have such strength at this age—he had never heard of such a person.

"Could you be a Prodigy from the Central Region?"

The youth did not answer, but merely nodded slightly at Young Master Wang Bo.

Then, with his hands behind his back, he turned around and strolled leisurely toward the core area where the battle was deadlocked.

"Young Master, your identity as the Young Lord has never been made public; how could he know?"

A Man in black behind him stepped forward quickly and asked in a low, puzzled voice.

His brows were knitted together.

"This is a variable." Young Master Wang Bo looked at the youth's departing back, his tone cold and heavy.

"Even a strike from a Peak Martial Emperor Realm expert couldn't hurt him; we must reconsider our plan."

He remained standing where he was, not giving the order to pursue.

He just quietly watched as the youth's figure disappeared at the edge of the battle circle.

"Then what do we do now?"

The other Men in black looked at Young Master Wang Bo, their expressions full of confusion.

"Wait and see." Young Master Wang Bo only spat out these four words calmly.

On the other side.

The entanglement between the Lotus Society and the Tyrant Blade Sect was reaching a fever pitch.

Both sides were evenly matched, the roar of colliding Spiritual Qi.

It was hard to tell who was winning for the moment.

However, the Disciples of the Lotus Society had already formed a formation.

They firmly protected Xiang Tian and the several women in the center.

"Feng Jiu, protecting me like this will actually hinder your performance," Xiang Tian sighed helplessly.

Being surrounded by a group of women, it was inevitable that he would be suspected of "living off a woman."

Feng Jiu's long sword danced, parrying a strike from a Tyrant Blade Sect Disciple.

Her tone was natural and without ripples; she smiled without blushing or skipping a beat.

"Master, protecting you is naturally this servant's duty. If you really feel bad about it, just accompany me for Dual Cultivation tonight."

"Er..." Xiang Tian was immediately speechless.

For a moment, he didn't know how to respond.

Feng Jiu cast another soul-stealing, seductive glance at Xiang Tian.

She added, "Master, I have already reported the situation here to the President; a Hall Master will soon arrive to support us."

Xiang Tian straightened his posture and said in a solemn tone.

"Feng Jiu, you've worked hard. If I truly become a Dao Companion with your President in the future, I certainly won't treat you unfairly."

"Then this servant will thank Master in advance." Feng Jiu smiled like a flower.

Her long sword, like a spirit snake emerging from its hole, thrust straight at the Tyrant Blade Sect Disciple in front of her.

"You kid really know how to paint a pretty picture," Princess Zhou Zhiyan rolled her eyes dramatically.

"Zhi Yan, whether it's a pretty picture or not, Feng Jiu knows better than anyone," Xiang Tian curled his lips indifferently.

He was a person carrying a System.

The Lotus Society President's unique Physique should have been in his pocket from the start.

Otherwise, wouldn't he be losing all Face in the System world?

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

The loud sounds of Spiritual Qi colliding continued one after another, and the battle intensified.

This stalemate actually lasted for over an hour.

Just at this moment.

A lazy voice pierced through the clamor and slowly drifted over.

"Have you finished fighting yet?"

Everyone was stunned.

They withdrew their moves and stopped, looking in the direction of the voice.

They saw the blue-robed youth from earlier, yawning.

He walked toward the center of the battle circle nonchalantly.

"Who are you?" Ling Tian was the first to ask, his eyes full of confusion.

Not just him, everyone present was extremely curious.

They didn't know what the intention of this suddenly appearing youth was.

"I'm not looking for you." The youth waved his hand, his gaze sweeping through the crowd.

It finally settled on Xiang Tian.

"The one I'm looking for is him."

"Oh? You are looking for me?" Xiang Tian was slightly stunned, thinking to himself.

Could it be that he is here for that Dragon again?

"Big Brother! Are you also here for that Dragon?" Yan Linfei suddenly squeezed out of the crowd.

She looked at the youth and shouted.

"Ah? This is my brother-in-law?" Xiang Tian was stunned again, his Face full of astonishment.

"Lin Fei, I am naturally not here for that Dragon." The youth looked Xiang Tian up and down with great interest.

"I just came to see how capable this kid that Father has taken a liking to really is."

"You scared me to death, I thought you were another enemy coming to snatch the Opportunity!"

Qin Batian swaggered out from the crowd.

With a Face full of smiles, he said, "Since you are Lin Fei's Big Brother, then you are one of our own!"

In order to show his enthusiasm, Qin Batian took a step forward.

He reached out his hand, intending to pat the youth's shoulder.

But just as his arm landed.

A violent Spiritual Qi suddenly erupted from the youth's body.

"Bang!"

Qin Batian was caught off guard and was sent flying backward by this force.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and slammed into the ground, passing out.

"Yan Rufei! What do you think you're doing?" Yan Linfei was furious and scolded him sternly.

This sudden strike was something no one had expected.

"I only let you call me brother-in-law for Lin Fei's sake, don't push your luck." Xiang Tian turned to look at Yan Rufei.

"If it weren't for the fact that you are my brother-in-law, you would already be a corpse." Yan Rufei didn't give Xiang Tian a good look either.

"Brother! They are all our own people, how could you attack Qin Batian?"

Yan Linfei looked at Yan Rufei, her Face full of confusion.

The cold and ruthless brother in front of her made her feel a bit like a stranger.

"Lin Fei, this is a matter between us men; as a woman, don't interfere." Yan Rufei gave his sister a complicated look.

He then withdrew his gaze and locked onto Xiang Tian again.

The Aura around him became increasingly biting.

"Now there's a good show to watch." Ling Tian and the others exchanged glances.

They found a cool place to sit down, assuming a posture of watching the show.

The people from the Tyrant Blade Sect also withdrew their stances and stepped back, waiting to see what would happen.

After the death battle just now, both sides knew it clearly.

It was impossible to determine a winner in the short term, and this suddenly appearing Yan Rufei.

Was the key to breaking the stalemate.

Ling Tian and the leader of the Tyrant Blade Sect looked at each other with tacit understanding.

They nodded slightly, both reaching a tacit agreement.

Xiang Tian stepped forward quickly, took out a healing Medicinal Pill, and stuffed it into Qin Batian's mouth.

He turned his head and said to Ouyang Yuanshan beside him.

"Brother Yuanshan, I leave Qin Batian in your care."

As his voice fell, he turned his head sharply to look at Yan Rufei.

Anger surged in his eyes.

"Xiang Tian, I really don't understand what is so good about you."

Yan Rufei clenched his fists tightly.

"Your Aptitude is mediocre, your looks are just so-so, so why do you deserve Lin Fei's favor?"

He paused slightly, his tone becoming increasingly arrogant.

"On the other hand, I have been gifted with talent since childhood, and before the age of thirty, I have already stepped into the Peak of the Martial Emperor Realm. What do you have to compare with me?"

After speaking, he glanced again at the furious Yan Linfei.

"Lin Fei, what exactly do you see in him? He just got some Opportunity and picked up a Dragon; apart from these, what else can you say he has?"

As his voice fell, the Spiritual Qi around Yan Rufei suddenly surged.

A massive Aura swept out like a tsunami, suppressing everyone around him until their breathing stalled.

"With just this bit of strength, he is simply not qualified to protect you!"

Yan Rufei's figure surged, rushing toward Xiang Tian at high speed like a blue lightning bolt.

Concentrating thick Spiritual Qi in his palm, he was about to strike at Xiang Tian's crown.

His move was ruthless, without any mercy.

"Bang!"

Just as the palm wind was about to touch Xiang Tian.

A powerful force suddenly attacked from the side.

Yan Rufei was caught off guard and was sent flying by force, falling to the ground.

Everyone was stunned.

Their gazes were cast in unison toward the suddenly appearing figure.

They saw a beautiful figure in white as snow slowly drifting down, her posture graceful, her temperament ethereal.

"Senior Sister!" Xiahou Yun was the first to react and shouted with pleasant surprise.

"Senior Sister!" Ouyang Qing also hurriedly stepped forward to pay respects, her Face full of joy.

"Mm, it's good that you are all fine." Fairy Yuyi nodded gently.

The heavy stone in her heart finally landed.

She had known beforehand that the forces within the Phantom God Forest were intertwined.

There were no fewer than a hundred experts at the Peak of the Martial Emperor Realm, and she had been worried about their safety.

"Fairy Yuyi, I hope you have been well." Xiang Tian bowed to Fairy Yuyi, his tone respectful.

Fairy Yuyi looked Xiang Tian up and down with curiosity, her eyes full of amazement.

"Xiang Tian, your Opportunity is indeed extraordinary. When I last saw you, you had not yet reached the Supernatural Realm, and now you have progressed to this level; your speed of Cultivate is much faster than mine was back then."