201: Chapter 201 Ye Chen's Great-Aunt

"Are you very strong?"

Xiang Tian raised an eyebrow.

"I've killed people in the Half-step Saint Realm before, it's nothing new."

Ye Chen's brows furrowed tightly, and his fingertips gripped the hilt of his sword.

Xiang Tian was by no means an easy opponent; he was the most troublesome adversary he had ever encountered in his life.

The audience below watched with undivided attention.

That round of head-on clashes was so intense that every move and technique set people's blood boiling.

The sound of discussion was incessant.

"I didn't expect this Xiang Tian to be able to fight to a draw with our Senior Brother!"

"Indeed! He has actually become this strong; it's shocking!"

"He truly lives up to his reputation; he is worthy of being someone who can tame a True Dragon."

"Fortunately, he was taken in by Peak Master Miaoxian. With the help of the True Dragon, he might become an expert who shakes the world in the future."

"In that case, Xiang Tian must win!"

"But... wouldn't it be a pity if our Senior Brother died in battle?"

"..."

The discussions gradually died down.

Everyone looked at the two people on the martial arts stage, their expressions varying.

Ouyang Qing stood below the stage, observing every action of Xiang Tian, a flash of realization crossing her eyes.

When Xiang Tian fought her earlier, he had indeed hidden his strength.

Beside her, Feng Huowu's eyes darted around, her beautiful eyes locked tightly on the figure on the martial arts stage.

Xiang Tian's growth rate far exceeded her expectations.

"Xiang Tian~" she murmured, looking at that tall, straight figure.

Ouyang Qing walked slowly to her side.

"Junior sister-in-law, I am Xiang Tian's Second Senior Sister."

Feng Huowu stiffened, and she blurted out subconsciously: "Second Senior Sister!"

In her anxiety, she had forgotten that her own age might be older than Ouyang Qing's.

It came out naturally just like that.

With this single form of address, the two of them could be considered to have formally met.

Just at this moment.

The two people on the martial arts stage began a new round of fighting.

"Clang—!"

The blade and sword collided violently, sparks flying everywhere.

The piercing sound of metal clashing made the eardrums of everyone below the stage tremble.

"Your strength is not small." Ye Chen felt the tremors coming from the hilt of his sword, his brows furrowed tightly.

"This is a life-and-death duel. If you have any ultimate moves, use them quickly," Xiang Tian's eyes turned cold.

"Otherwise... you will never have the chance to use them in this lifetime."

As soon as he finished speaking, nine golden short swords suddenly appeared around Xiang Tian.

"Go!"

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!"

The nine short swords shot toward Ye Chen, sealing off all his angles for evasion.

"Huh?" Ye Chen's pupils shrank, and he was shocked.

He could no longer care about counterattacking Xiang Tian; just dealing with these nine flexible and tricky short swords was enough to make him exhausted.

He immediately retracted his sword stance and retreated rapidly.

He gathered his spiritual energy with both hands, defending with all his might.

Xiang Tian naturally would not let go of this excellent opportunity to attack.

His figure flashed, and he had already bullied his way in front of Ye Chen, swinging the long saber in his hand.

"Clang!"

"Hmph!" Ye Chen snorted coldly, forcibly raising his spiritual energy.

He used his long sword to forcefully block this strike, his arm numbed by the vibration.

"Sizzle—!"

But he was ultimately unable to multitask; the golden short swords following closely behind had already struck.

Several sharp Sword Qi slashed across his body, instantly leaving several deep wounds.

Fresh blood soaked his robes.

"Despicable villain!" Ye Chen's eyes were about to crack with rage, and he shouted angrily.

Xiang Tian raised an eyebrow, "Ye Chen, where is your grace? You start calling things despicable when you can't win?"

"Heh! What, are you finally going to reveal your true colors?"

He slashed again, the force even greater than before.

"Clang!"

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, bracing himself as he held his long sword in front of him.

"Since that's the case, then I will let you see the true strength of this Senior Brother!"

"Open!"

Following his loud shout, the long sword in his hand suddenly split from the middle.

"Bang~"

The entire sword shattered completely, and a phantom in white clothes as pure as snow flew out.

Its whole body exuded a heart-palpitating Aura.

Ye Chen bowed respectfully to the phantom, "Ancestral Aunt, please lend me a hand!"

"Huh? Who are you?" The phantom looked down at Ye Chen, her brows slightly furrowed.

"Returning to Ancestral Aunt, I am the Young Lord of this generation of the Ye Family, Ye Chen." Ye Chen's attitude became increasingly respectful, not daring to have the slightest negligence.

"What year is it today?" The phantom spoke lightly, scanning Ye Chen again.

"At your age, why are you only at the Half-step Saint Realm?"

"Ancestral Aunt, the situation is like this..."

Ye Chen did not dare to delay and hurriedly recounted all the changes that had occurred in later generations to the phantom one by one.

Xiang Tian did not take the opportunity to attack, but stood in place, listening quietly to Ye Chen's narration, his pupils gradually shrinking.

He never expected that Ye Chen was actually the descendant of Wu Xian's enemy.

Listening to the tone of the phantom, Xiang Tian already had a conclusion in his heart.

This phantom was Ye Wuqing, the person Wu Xian swore to kill.

Naturally, she would also be the enemy that Xiang Tian needed to eliminate.

This was too much of a coincidence!

"What did you say? The Ye Family was wiped out by other forces combined?" The phantom heard this and suddenly shouted angrily, her Aura instantly skyrocketing.

It swept across the entire martial arts stage like a tsunami.

Xiang Tian also instantly felt an incomparably powerful sense of oppression, and his chest felt stifled.

He gritted his teeth and forcibly circulated the spiritual energy in his body to barely stabilize his figure.

"Holy crap, a phantom is actually this strong!" Xiang Tian was secretly shocked, feeling a bit more wary of Ye Wuqing's strength.

"Ancestral Aunt..." Ye Chen raised his eyes, looking at the phantom with burning gaze.

"Trash!" The phantom snorted coldly.

"You can't even beat someone in the Late Stage of the Martial Emperor, you have lost all the face of my Ye Family!"

"Think back to the year, how glorious I, Ye Wuqing, was, traveling across the world, invincible!" She said proudly, with a hint of nostalgia.

"If it weren't for the Family letting me Cultivate in secret, those so-called Prodigies back then would not have been able to survive!"

Her words completely confirmed Xiang Tian's guess.

She really was Ye Wuqing!

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Wuqing's phantom suddenly turned into a stream of light.

It drilled into the center of Ye Chen's eyebrows.

"This Physique is too pathetic!" Ye Wuqing's unhappy voice came from Ye Chen's mouth.

She was extremely dissatisfied with Ye Chen's Physique.

Subsequently, "Ye Chen" raised his eyes, cast his gaze toward Xiang Tian, and scanned him.

"You are his opponent?"

After carefully investigating Xiang Tian's Aptitude, Ye Wuqing was even more surprised.

"With your Aptitude, you can actually Cultivate to the Late Stage of the Martial Emperor? Even a million years ago, there has never been such a freak!"

Xiang Tian's cultivation was indeed seriously mismatched with his Aptitude.

It was no wonder Ye Wuqing would be so shocked.

Xiang Tian didn't have any extra nonsense, just spat out two words lightly.

"Wu Xian."

But it was these two words that made Ye Wuqing, who occupied Ye Chen's body, tremble violently.

The expression on her face instantly became solemn, even carrying a hint of imperceptible panic.

"It seems that you really know Wu Xian." Xiang Tian understood in his heart.

Her reaction once again confirmed Wu Xian's words.

Every word Wu Xian said was true.

"You have seen Wu Xian?" Ye Wuqing's eyebrows furrowed tightly.

The Aura around her began to become unstable again.

"Haha, not only have I seen him, but also..." Xiang Tian deliberately drew out his tone, a flash of cunning in his eyes.

He was deliberately trying to whet her appetite.

"You are courting death!" Ye Wuqing was instantly furious and scolded sharply.

"He can only belong to my Ye Family, no one can covet him!"

She raised her hand and slashed with a sword, and a Sword Qi that was sharp to the extreme rushed toward Xiang Tian.

"Hiss—!" Xiang Tian gasped, not daring to be the slightest bit careless.

He hurriedly sacrificed the linglong pagoda, flashed his figure, and drilled into the pagoda.

"Bang—!"

The Sword Qi slammed fiercely into the linglong pagoda, making a deafening sound.

The entire linglong pagoda shook violently, and ripples appeared on the body of the pagoda.

It seemed as if it would shatter in the next second.

"The linglong pagoda is truly powerful!" Seeing that the Sword Qi failed to break the defense of the linglong pagoda, Xiang Tian breathed a long sigh of relief inside the pagoda.

His hanging heart finally let go.

Ye Wuqing flashed her figure, quickly approaching the linglong pagoda, her tone urgent and with a bit of rage: "Tell me quickly! What is your relationship with Wu Xian? What has he told you?"

Xiang Tian leaned against the wall of the pagoda and spoke slowly, his tone carrying a hint of mockery: "Wu Xian and I? We are brothers who have gone through life and death together."

"Impossible!" Ye Wuqing retorted sharply.

"Your bone age is not even twenty, how can you be brothers with him? Are you the offspring Wu Xian left outside behind my back?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the Aura on her body increased sharply.

The killing intent around her was almost about to swallow the linglong pagoda.

"Oh? You are actually angry?" Xiang Tian raised an eyebrow, the mockery in his tone thicker.

"You have already imprisoned the person, and you are still jealous? Are you out of your mind!"

He shook his head helplessly, slandering inwardly.

This Ye Wuqing was truly hypocritical to the bone.

They were clearly already mortal enemies, yet she could still show such a jealous appearance.

It was simply absurd to the extreme.

"No! You are wrong!" Ye Wuqing did not take it seriously, and there was even a hint of grievance.

"I imprisoned him just to protect him and not let him be harmed!"

Hearing this, Xiang Tian was almost angered to the point of fainting, and only speechlessness remained in his heart.

This was too shameless...

"You say you are protecting him," Xiang Tian's face turned cold.

"Then have you ever been to the Underground City in all these years to see him even once?"

Ye Wuqing was silent for a moment, then spoke again.

"My main body has long left this continent and gone to a more distant territory."

"Oh? That is to say, your main body is not on this continent?" Xiang Tian raised an eyebrow, and hope instantly ignited in his heart.

In this way, as long as he eliminated this phantom in front of him, he would not attract the revenge of Ye Wuqing's main body.

"Answer me quickly! Are you really Wu Xian's offspring?" Ye Wuqing asked again.

"Heh, even if I tell you, you won't understand." Xiang Tian chuckled lightly.

He deliberately whetted her appetite and had no intention of answering at all.

"Bang—!"

Seeing that Xiang Tian refused to answer, Ye Wuqing was completely enraged.

She slapped the linglong pagoda again with her palm, and the pagoda shook even more violently.

"Use a little more strength!" Xiang Tian shouted from inside the pagoda.

He provoked: "With just this little bit of strength, the linglong pagoda has no reaction at all. Are you even capable?"

"Bang—! Bang—! Bang—!"

In the following time, Ye Wuqing was furious.

She slapped the linglong pagoda palm after palm, each palm carrying the power to destroy the world.

But the linglong pagoda remained as sturdy as ever, protecting Xiang Tian inside.

Xiang Tian simply found a comfortable position in the pagoda and sat down.

He watched the exasperated Ye Wuqing outside leisurely, with no waves in his heart.

He even felt a bit comfortable.