C266 Envy

Inside a vast palace on the mountainside above Dubhe Peak.

A sixty year old or so old man, with fluttering white robes sat at the head of the table. His arrogance was soaring, and an invisible sword qi enveloped a radius of a few meters around him. Large areas of space were shattered into pieces like tiles, and from afar, he looked like an Supreme Divine Sword that had left its sheath, revealing its sharpness that could destroy everything!

This old man was none other than the second clan elder of the Tianshu Branch, one of the top Sword Cultivator s of the Seven Stars Sect, Zhao Qianjun who had the reputation of being a Thousand Swords Master!

On the left and right sides below, there was another terrifying expert with a tyrannical aura. On the left side, there was another person with the same hair and appearance, with skin as pink and tender as a baby's.

The last person's entire body was enveloped by a black robe and a cold Qi was continuously being emitted from his body, causing people to feel as if their souls were trembling. He was the second elder of the Shining Light Faction who had always been at loggerheads with the Kai Yang faction — Qin Yuan!

"Ancient man Yun, the good do not live long, and only disasters live for a thousand years. What he said was not wrong, that Little Brute Yang Fan actually did not die! This is so hateful! " More than a month ago, when they heard that the Little Brute had "died a premature death", they couldn't help but feel relieved in their hearts. Even the grief from being proud of disciple Xiao Tian's death had dissipated quite a bit, but they had never expected that after just a month, the Little Brute would miraculously return to the Sect, and he was so angry that he wanted to kill someone!

"I have to admit that brat has some luck. So many Heaven's Pride Evildoer died within their Demon Spirit Secret Realm, but he can actually still safely return to the Sect!" Gao Moren, who was at the bottom left, slightly sighed, "This child is most likely someone with great fortune!"

There was a faint sense of retreat. The theory of karmic luck was illusory, yet it was real. And these people with great karmic luck were often able to turn a disaster around and escape danger. It was not easy to kill them!

"Humph!" So what if this Little Brute has great luck? To dare to cripple my Yun Fei'er, this Little Brute must die! " Baili Yunfei was his last disciple, and was always viewed as his successor. In his heart, he had always viewed Baili Yunfei's position, and it was even higher than the head disciple Xiao Tian, who had met with a fortuitous opportunity and walked the path of the Heavenly Thunder Sword, unlike Baili Yunfei, who had learned the Thousand Swords Way!

"Old Zhao, in this old man's opinion, forget it …" Qin Yuan sighed slightly, and said, of the three of them, the one who had the least hatred with Yang Fan was him, and the reason why he wanted to get rid of Yang Fan quickly was because he did not want to be suppressed by Kai Yang's group again. But after the astonishing change in Demon Spirit Secret Realm, everything was meaningless, among the twenty-eight Heaven's Pride members that had returned, their Shining Light Faction only had a few people, and their rankings were even below the thirtieth rank of the Earth Board.

"Elder Zhao, let's stop. The amount of blood shed by our Sect is already enough!" Gao Moren sighed helplessly. Even though it was because of Yang Fan that caused his savings to disappear for dozens of years, and was also because of Yang Fan that their Megrez Faction lost a top-notch demon, at this moment, he did not want to continue looking for trouble with Yang Fan. Inside his Demon Spirit Secret Realm, they had lost a lot, and out of the one hundred and eighty Heaven's Pride Evildoer, only twenty-eight managed to return.

Furthermore, speaking of which, he didn't have any direct enmity with Yang Fan. Since Ma Wenlong had entered the life and death arena, even if he died, he could still blame himself for not being skilled enough. He couldn't blame Yang Fan, but regarding the bet, even if he had to settle it with Sun Liren, he should at least find him!

"You... You all... "You all …" Zhao Qianjun's chest rose and fell rapidly, he was so angry that he could not speak, he had wanted to find the two of them to plan how to deal with Little Brute, but he never expected that they would actually start to persuade him.

"Old Zhao, this injustice should be resolved, it's not suitable for us to settle it. And if we come to think of it, it was your Disciple, Baili Yunfei, who provoked that Yang Fan first!" If not for the fact that Baili Yunfei was jealous of Yang Fan's monstrous talent and wanted to cripple Yang Fan before he grew up, how could he possibly suffer such a disaster and be crippled by Yang Fan in the end? This was something that he brought upon himself, "Alright, Old Zhao, think about it carefully, for the sake of a crippled Baili Yunfei, is it really worth it to provoke a Peerless Evildoer like Yang Fan?"

Qin Yuan cupped his hands towards Zhao Qianjun, then took the lead to walk out.

"Elder Zhao, that's all. I am not going to get involved in the grudges between you and Yang Fan!" Without waiting for Zhao Qianjun's reply, Gao Moren got up and left as well!

"Two cowardly rats, without you two, I would have still been able to kill that Little Brute …" "The heaven's pride level experts of the three sects cannot take your life, I do not believe that the demon-level geniuses of the eight sects will not be able to kill you!, please cherish your last moments, the battle of the Cyan Cloud Ranking s will be your death date!"

Inside the quiet room in the backyard of the Lingyun Courtyard.

"Rumble!", "Rumble!", "Rumble!"...

Endless amounts of resplendent silver radiance burst out from all the pores on Yang Fan's body, shining resplendently at an unfathomable rate. His imposing body instantly grew even taller, pointing at the sky, stepping on the ground, blotting out the sun, unstoppable!

Time passed by, and it was already twenty days later. After consuming nearly a thousand Jin of Darksteel Heart, Yang Fan's Darksteel Battleform made another breakthrough, successfully stepping into the perfection-stage. His entire body's strength once again rose crazily, 400 billion ding … 450 billion ding … 500 billion ding … 550 billion ding … "600 billion ding …

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"

A peerless berserk aura surged and evaporated, soaring up to the sky like a peerless dragon, forming a twisted and terrifying current above Yang Fan's head!

"Ka!", "Ka!", "Ka!"

The current Yang Fan was simply too terrifying and too terrifying. With just the Strength Of Body, he was able to suppress most of the Half-step Martial Ancestor, with the help of the Black Iron's real body, he was able to achieve a breakthrough in his imposing manner, which was not any worse than the breakthroughs of the low level Martial Ancestors!

If an ordinary Martial Marquis were to barge in without permission, they would have been crushed into meat paste by the berserk Qi. Fortunately, the of the Array Hall was not a disreputable person, and in the end, they could still endure!

"There are still eight days left, I hope that's not too late!" Although it was said to be a month's time, they had to leave two days early. The West Shu Road was not close to the location where their own country's Heaven's Pride Battle would be held!

Eight days later, at the peak of Dubhe Peak.

The battle of Cyan Cloud Ranking s held once every sixty years was the greatest feast for the young generation of South Mountain Domain. The various Sect s were gathered there, and even if the top genius of the young generation of Jianghu Rogue Cultivator, heaven defying genius, did not participate in it, it would still be a blessing in disguise for him.

The battle of Top-Level Heaven's Pride like this, after passing this village, there would be no more shops like this. As long as one did not happen to have something to do and could not leave, or was currently in seclusion, undergoing a breakthrough, almost no one would be willing to miss out on the thousand or so core disciples of the Seven Stars Sect, including some elders of the Sect, and even some Ancestor Martial Marquis s whose tails could not be seen once in a while!

When Yang Fan brought the three women Luo Jiahui, Chun Lan and Xia He into the White Jade Square, a few hundred people had already gathered on the enormous White Jade Square, and in an instant, the attention of almost all the disciples on the plaza was attracted over.

"He is Yang Fan? "He's really young, not even sixteen yet!"

"But it doesn't seem to be that big of a deal!"

"What do you know? That is called returning to one's original nature! "

This is the youngest person in the history of my Seven Stars Sect, Mortal Board First.

Many core disciples whispered amongst themselves, their eyes filled with curiosity. They had heard of Yang Fan's great name like thunder, but they could not do anything about it.

"So that's her little cousin Luo Jiahui, as well as her two servants, Chun Lan and Xia He?"

"They are really lucky, with Yang Fan's care, they managed to condense their spirit bones at such a young age!"

"I wonder how much suffering and suffering I had to endure in order to break through to the Bone Forging stage. And look at them, they became Martial Masters with ease. Comparing themselves to others is really infuriating!"

"Hey, who asked us to have a good cousin, or a good master!"

Looking at Luo Jiahui and the other two who were behind him, everyone's gaze turned from curiosity to envy, and their voices became unspeakably sour, wishing that the person beside Yang Fan was them.