105: Yang Yucheng: You are really looking for death!

And now, that person has arrived!

Yang Yucheng's eyes gleamed, "Let him in!"

"Yes, Sect Master Martial Nephew!"

Sixth Elder Xu Cheng responded.

Not long after, a young man, bare-chested and exuding a fierce aura, appeared.

He bared his teeth, a glint of ferocity in his eyes.

Upon entering Yang Yucheng's room, he merely offered a slight bow, appearing somewhat pretentious.

Yang Yucheng shook his head, a soft chuckle escaping him!

Was this person even too lazy to pretend? Or did he think that because he was injured, a Spirit King Realm cultivator could turn the world upside down here?

Yang Yucheng found it rather amusing.

"Subordinate Zhang Qianchou greets Hall Master!"

Seeing that Yang Yucheng did not respond, Zhang Qianchou narrowed his eyes and spoke again.

"You've paid your respects, now leave!"

Yang Yucheng smiled indifferently, his expression casual, as if he didn't take Zhang Qianchou seriously at all.

But as Yang Yucheng's words fell.

Zhang Qianchou did not leave.

He still stood there, inside the room, staring intently at Yang Yucheng.

"I heard that Hall Master is injured?"

Though he phrased it as a question, it was clearly a blatant probe.

Yang Yucheng looked up, a cold sneer on his face, "So you've come to challenge me?"

Yang Yucheng smiled silently.

"Previously, there were many rumors within the Ninth Hall, saying that you, Zhang Qianchou, were not subservient to me, this Hall Master!"

"Today, having found such an opportunity, a challenge or two is harmless, but have you made up your mind?"

Seeing Yang Yucheng speak like this, Zhang Qianchou felt even more confident.

In the past.

Given Yang Yucheng's proud and arrogant nature, if he had uttered such provocative words, he would have likely already started fighting, with no need for further idle talk.

Zhang Qianchou, having noticed this anomaly, naturally intended to have a good fight.

Yang Yucheng raised his head, his eyes, flickering with fire, looked at Zhang Qianchou.

He sneered.

"You truly seek death!"

"You had so many opportunities in the past, yet you chose today?"

Yang Yucheng let out a soft snort from his nose.

"Then today I shall grant your wish! When you reach the Nine Netherworld, I hope you won't regret it."

Yang Yucheng stood with his hands behind his back.

He stepped out of the room, and with a flick of his right hand, the human emperor banner was already clutched tightly in his palm.

Yang Yucheng truly had nothing to fear from Zhang Qianchou; did he really think the other party could be that strong? Yang Yucheng even thought this fellow was just not very bright, being used as a pawn by others.

He probably still didn't know it at this very moment.

"What?"

Upon learning that Zhang Qianchou intended to challenge Yang Yucheng, Sixth Elder Xu Cheng's expression changed slightly.

He strode over to Zhang Qianchou, his eyes filled with a desire to persuade.

"Even if Sect Master Martial Nephew is injured, he has now broken through to the Spirit Emperor Realm, and his strength far surpasses what it once was. As a member of the Ninth Hall, do you truly intend to do this?"

Li Huanhuan watched silently.

Ever since her last attempt to test Yang Yucheng, which resulted in such severe consequences, she only wanted to be an outsider from then on.

Unless she had absolute certainty, she would never make a move.

Persuaded by Sixth Elder Xu Cheng.

Zhang Qianchou couldn't help but lower his head.

Even if Yang Yucheng, the Hall Master of the Ninth Hall, was indeed injured at this moment, what of it? The other party was in the Spirit Emperor Realm and still possessed years of prestige within the Sect!

He, Zhang Qianchou... gradually!

Zhang Qianchou's initial fervor subsided, and he calmed down, a few murmurs forming in his mind.

Or perhaps!

The reason Yang Yucheng, the Hall Master of the Ninth Hall, spoke so much idle talk earlier wasn't because he was nervous about him, but rather to give him another chance.

Now that Yang Yucheng, the Hall Master of the Ninth Hall, had broken through to the Spirit Emperor Realm, coupled with the heavenly phoenix inheritance, his future as the official Sect Head of Fengyun Sect was certainly a foregone conclusion.

So, naturally, he would need to cultivate some useful people.

And he, Zhang Qianchou, considered himself to be a usable person.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qianchou's recently risen ambition vanished in an instant.

He bared his teeth, filled with regret.

He looked up, leaned close to Sixth Elder Xu Cheng, and whispered.

"Then Sixth Elder, what should I do now?"

"So you know fear now?"

Sixth Elder Xu Cheng sighed in relief, glaring irritably at the tall man before him.

The latter chuckled, rubbing his shiny bald head.

"Whatever the Hall Master says, goes!"

Xu Cheng said again.

"Mhm mhm."

Zhang Qianchou nodded.

In a few steps, he arrived before Yang Yucheng.

With a thud!

His kneeling motion was incredibly smooth.

"Hall Master, I was wrong!"

"I was utterly misguided just now, and I truly dare not challenge your authority, Hall Master. Please, spare my life."

"I have an eighty-year-old mother above and wailing infants below, and I hope Hall Master will spare my family's lives. Please, Hall Master, I beg you."

Zhang Qianchou was truly a man who could bend and adapt; just moments ago he was arrogant, but now, in a blink of an eye, he was also a master at begging for mercy.

"You, fellow, are truly wise in appearance but foolish in reality; don't actually become a complete idiot!"

Yang Yucheng glared at Zhang Qianchou, and the human emperor banner he held was retracted.

Yang Yucheng turned and left, no longer making a move against Zhang Qianchou.

The other party's current subservience was enough for him; after all, if nothing went wrong, he would encounter many more enemies.

Having such a young Genius in the Spirit King Realm by his side could save him some trouble.

He needed to heal his injuries for a period of time; he couldn't possibly personally intervene every time someone came. If this continued, would his injuries ever recover?

Li Huanhuan, by his side, was clearly a rebel.

As for Sixth Elder Xu Cheng, although he was loyal. But if his life was in peril, Yang Yucheng would certainly not believe that the other party could protect him until the very last moment.

It would simply be a situation where the tree falls and the monkeys scatter.

As Yang Yucheng left, Zhang Qianchou breathed a sigh of relief, returning to Sixth Elder Xu Cheng's side with a chuckle.

"Has the Hall Master forgiven me?"

"Consider yourself lucky, kid."

Sixth Elder Xu Cheng said irritably, "It's only because we urgently need people right now, otherwise do you think it would pass so lightly? Perhaps after returning to the Sect, you'll still have to face punishment!"

"Challenging Sect Master Martial Nephew, and at a time like this, don't harbor any illusions, kid."

"Understood!"

Zhang Qianchou gritted his teeth.

In front of Sixth Elder Xu Cheng, he unexpectedly slapped himself twice, heavily.

The palm prints were clearly visible on his plump, pale cheeks.

"When I get back, I'll definitely seek out Wu Jiang; it was he who instigated me. Otherwise, how would I dare to cause trouble for Hall Master, who has already broken through to the Spirit Emperor Realm!"