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"Linglong, listen to me. Go with your brother and stay at the Xuan Yun Sect for a while. Thinking of us, it won't be too late to come back. What do you think?" Yang Wuyuan's eyes were filled with reluctance. He watched the siblings grow up, and normally, they were the pearls in his hands. How could he not feel pain in his heart when he wanted to personally send them away?

"Grandfather, I don't want to go. I like Ling Hao; I don't want to be separated from him!"

After this was said, everyone was slightly stunned.

In this world, it was very rare for a woman to have the courage to confess to a man.

"Ling Hao?" Yang Ran revealed a puzzled expression as he turned around to look at Yang Wuyuan.

At this time, Ling Hao said: "It's me. If she doesn't want to go back, then insisting is useless."

Yu Feng was furious.

A youth at the third level of Manifestation, how could forcing him to do so be useless?

The Xuan Yun Sect was like a forest of experts with a deep foundation, how could this small clan control it?

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master felt that the atmosphere had gone awry and said, "Even the strong Xuanyun Sect can't force their way out right?"

He could tell that Ling Hao and Yang Linglong had a deep relationship. Sooner or later, the two of them would leave the world.

He didn't want to see the two of them be separated by a great distance.

"You think you have the right to speak?" Yang Ran's countenance turned cold as he released his oppressive might, flying towards the Vermilion Bird Hall Master.

Vermillion Bird Hall Master was only at the True Sun Sixth Heavenly Layer, how could he resist the might of a Sun Moon Stage cultivator?

He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yang Ran sneered, "I'll treat everyone with respect, but it's a pity that you don't know the strength of my Profound Cloud Sect. Today, I'll bring her and her brother away!"

Afterwards, he walked towards Ling Hao, and walked in front of him, his face filled with ridicule: "Can you give my sister happiness?"

"I guess you are no older than eighteen years old. I am only three years older than you. Your third level Manifestation stage is indeed outstanding in this low rank Gu Yue Empire. However, in my eyes, you are nothing more than an ant."

"As a person, you need to have a clear understanding of yourself."

Ling Hao went over to support the Vermillion Bird Hall Master, his face dark. This person was a bit tricky. The Sun Moon realm was not something he could resist right now.

However, today was the day that he would vomit blood! He wrote it down.

Vermillion Bird Hall Master had always been loyal and kind to Ling Hao.

"Xiao Ran, how can you hurt someone?" Yang Wuyuan angrily said. This grandson was truly shameless. The Vermillion Bird Hall Master had put in great effort for the Spirit Flame race. No matter what, he was still a senior.

The four hall masters stared coldly at Yang Ran. They did not like this so-called favored son of heaven.

He didn't have any bearing at all.

"Don't you dare call me 'Xiao Ran' here, is that something you can call me? "I will give you guys face for your father's sake, but you all just grumble, you don't understand the difference in power at all."

"The strong are respected. What do I want? You all can resist me?"

Yang Ran had his hands behind his back and a proud expression on his face.

He was only twenty-something years old, and was already an expert of the Sun Moon Realm.

Yang Wuyuan's eyes spouted fire as he slammed the table.

BOOM!

The table shattered.

He stood up and looked at Yang Ran. This was the son of Baili Yu. Gradually, a hint of disappointment appeared on his face.

Yang Wuyuan looked at the four hall masters who were about to take action, and signaled them not to act rashly.

He sat down again and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. That's right, this grandson was a proud son of heaven, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

Yang Linglong looked at Yang Ran with disgust and said, "I really pity you."

"What do you pity me for?" Yang Ran couldn't hold back his laughter.

"She is pitying you for not having any kinship and affection, living like a fool." Ling Hao shook his head.

A person like Yang Ran only had power and benefits in his heart. As for family relations, he didn't care about them at all.

Yu Feng clenched his teeth. This brat, who didn't know his limits, actually dared to insult his young master.

Not giving Ling Hao any more face, he immediately blasted out a palm strike.

He was at the sixth level of Good Fortune, and the surging true essence within him was incomparably solid.

Everyone was shocked. They didn't think that this elder would dare to injure them in front of so many people.

Ling Hao's expression was solemn. This person's strength was three levels higher than his, so he could only put forth one effort!

Immediately, he executed the Sky Shrouding Palm to meet it, and there was a loud explosion.

Ling Hao took a few steps back as blood leaked out from the corner of his mouth and his expression instantly became dispirited.