Yang Clan headquarters?
Ye Xuan was speechless.
To be honest, he really didn’t know where it was. But right now, he didn’t particularly care.
To him, the Yang Clan wasn’t that important.
Without his father, the Yang Clan’s strength wasn’t all that impressive. What he aspired to be was like his father, Qing’er, and his big brother—people who, when strong enough, could make the entire clan invincible.
Lan Qing suddenly said, “Young Master Ye, should we contact the Pavilion Master?”
Ye Xuan snapped out of his thoughts, shaking his head with a smile, “No need!”
With his current strength, if a fight broke out, he could summon the twelve War Saints from the Human Spirit World. Ordinary Yang Clan powerhouses wouldn’t stand a chance. Besides, his own strength was now extraordinarily formidable.
Mere peripheral Yang Clan fighters? He didn’t even consider them a threat.
Hearing Ye Xuan’s words, Lan Qing nodded slightly and said no more.
Just then, Envoy Zhang appeared in the scene. Upon seeing him, Lan Qing’s pupils shrank, “Brother… Brother Zhang, you… Supreme God?”
Envoy Zhang, excited, replied, “Exactly!”
Lan Qing was thunderstruck, frozen in place.
How long had it been?
Lan Qing felt like he was questioning his entire existence!
At that moment, Envoy Zhang suddenly bowed deeply to Ye Xuan, “Young Master!”
His expression was one of utmost respect.
He knew that his breakthrough to Supreme God was entirely because of the man standing before him!
Ye Xuan smiled faintly, “How does it feel?”
Envoy Zhang grinned, “Great!”
Ye Xuan laughed heartily, “Don’t get complacent. In the future, I’ll need you to help me even more, got it?”
Envoy Zhang, thrilled, responded, “I’d die a thousand deaths for you!”
Ye Xuan nodded, “Go about your business.”
Envoy Zhang bowed deeply again before retreating.
Ye Xuan turned to Lan Qing, “Keep monitoring the Mysterious Pavilion!”
Lan Qing quickly replied, “Understood!”
With that, he too withdrew.
Ye Xuan gave a light smile and picked up an ancient book to continue reading.
He had been pondering one thing: the internal affairs of the Yang Clan.
When a clan grew too powerful, its members inevitably became arrogant and lost their sense of self.
Without a doubt, the Yang Clan was facing this very issue!
It was fair to say the clan had some significant internal problems.
With this in mind, Ye Xuan let out a soft sigh. It seemed the Yang Clan needed some serious reform!
Just then, Qingqiu appeared beside him, smiling lightly, “Brother, things here are basically stable. I’m going to check on other places. Otherwise, I won’t feel at ease!”
Ye Xuan thought for a moment, then handed her the Qingxuan Sword, “This sword is fast. Take it!”
Qingqiu blinked, “No need!”
Ye Xuan was puzzled, “Why not?”
Qingqiu giggled, “Travelling through space and time without obstacles isn’t that hard!”
With that, she vanished on the spot.
Ye Xuan stood in silence for a moment before muttering, “Why do I feel like a useless fool in front of these sisters? Is it just me?”
The Small Tower suddenly chimed in, “It’s not just you!”
Ye Xuan: “…”
The Great Dao Brush added, “Young Master Ye, after following you for so long, I’ve noticed one strength of yours!”
Ye Xuan, curious, asked, “What strength?”
The Great Dao Brush replied, “You’re self-aware!”
Ye Xuan’s face darkened instantly. This blasted tower and brush were getting more audacious by the day!
Just then, Envoy Zhang reappeared before Ye Xuan, saying gravely, “Young Master!”
Ye Xuan didn’t respond but looked up into the depths of the starry sky, frowning, “Have the Mysterious Pavilion’s people arrived?”
Envoy Zhang nodded, “Yes!”
The Mysterious Pavilion!
Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed, a glint of killing intent flashing within.
Were these people insane?
Did they really want to target him to death?
Did they not use their brains?
Just then, an old man appeared in the sky. As he did, an invisible pressure instantly enveloped the entire Middle World!
A Supreme God!
And not just any Supreme God!
Lan Qing appeared beside Ye Xuan, saying gravely, “Young Master Ye, this is Su Ming, the Pavilion Master of the Mysterious Pavilion! His strength is likely at the peak of Supreme God!”
He glanced into the depths of the sky and added, “This time, they’ve brought at least twelve Supreme Gods!”
Twelve Supreme Gods!
At this, Envoy Zhang’s face darkened.
For now, they only had one Supreme God on their side—him!
Ye Xuan suddenly appeared before Su Ming. Seeing Ye Xuan, Su Ming remained expressionless.
Ye Xuan smiled, “Pavilion Master Su, shall we talk?”
Su Ming calmly replied, “What would you like to discuss?”
Ye Xuan thought for a moment, then said, “Did my sister personally tell you to take me out?”
Su Ming looked at Ye Xuan without speaking.
Ye Xuan laughed, “Honestly, I think you should check with those above you to confirm if my sister really wants me dead. What do you think?”
Su Ming was silent for a moment before saying, “The orders from above are to kill you!”
Ye Xuan frowned slightly, “Who’s above you?”
Su Ming’s expression remained calm, “Master Yuan!”
Ye Xuan asked, “What level is he in the Yang Clan?”
Su Ming fell silent.
What level was Master Yuan in the Yang Clan? He genuinely didn’t know! He only knew Master Yuan was his superior, but beyond that, he knew little about him!
Ye Xuan sighed softly, “You’re a Pavilion Master, overseeing a whole region. Your intelligence can’t be lacking! Let me ask you, if my sister really wanted me dead, why wouldn’t she send someone stronger? Why send you?”
Su Ming shook his head, “The orders from above are to kill you!”
Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed, “You’re not even sure if it’s really my sister’s orders, are you?”
Su Ming remained silent.
Of course, he wasn’t sure!
In his view, even Master Yuan likely hadn’t met Yang Nianxue, so he was skeptical of Master Yuan’s words!
Su Ming sighed softly, “Young Master, I have one question, if I may ask for clarity!”
Ye Xuan nodded, “Go ahead!”
Su Ming looked directly at Ye Xuan, “They say you’re a bastard child. Is that true?”
Ye Xuan smiled, “What do you think?”
Su Ming was silent for a moment before saying, “If you’re not a bastard, why is your surname Ye and not Yang?”
Ye Xuan’s face darkened instantly.
Su Ming added, “Please clarify, Young Master!”
Ye Xuan was silent for a moment, then smiled, “Do you know much about your Sword Master?”
Su Ming shook his head, “Not much!”
Ye Xuan smiled faintly, “Do you know about your Sword Master’s past?”
Su Ming frowned slightly. After a moment, his pupils shrank, “Free… free-range…”
In everyone’s gaze, he suddenly went weak at the knees and knelt, trembling as he said, “I, Su Ming, Pavilion Master of the Mysterious Pavilion, pay respects to the Young Master!”
Behind him, the other powerhouses hesitated briefly before also kneeling in salute.
Free-range!
Su Ming wanted to slap himself dead!
He didn’t know much about the Green Shirt Sword Master, but he knew one thing: the Sword Master had been free-ranged, as some of his history was recorded in the Yang Clan!
Clearly, Ye Xuan was also being free-ranged!
Why free-range?
In other words, it was for cultivation!
Realising this, Su Ming trembled even more!
Ye Xuan looked at the kneeling Su Ming without speaking.
Seeing Ye Xuan’s silence, Su Ming quickly added, “Please forgive us, Young Master!”
Ye Xuan smiled faintly, “Get up!”
Su Ming didn’t dare rise!
Ye Xuan laughed, “Get up! I don’t blame you!”
Su Ming hesitated, then slowly stood.
Ye Xuan smiled, “How do we contact Master Yuan?”
Su Ming quickly said, “I’ll handle it!”
With that, he opened his palm, and a token shot into the sky, straight into the depths of the cosmos.
Ye Xuan looked into the starry depths. Soon, the space there trembled, and before long, a shadowy figure appeared!
Master Yuan!
Ye Xuan looked at him, smiling, “You’re the one saying my sister wants me dead?”
Master Yuan ignored Ye Xuan, turning to Su Ming, “This is your decision?”
Su Ming said gravely, “Master Yuan, I firmly believe the Young Lady wouldn’t do something merciless and unjust!”
Master Yuan chuckled, “How amusing. A mere Pavilion Master dares to rebel. Who gave you the nerve?”
As his voice fell, a terrifying pressure swept down from the sky.
With this overwhelming force, everyone’s expressions changed. Just this pressure alone was likely enough to destroy the entire Middle World City!
At that moment, Envoy Zhang stepped in front of Ye Xuan, ready to act, but Ye Xuan suddenly waved his sleeve, sending a sword light soaring into the sky.
Boom!
The sword light forcefully blocked the terrifying pressure, though it didn’t shatter it!
Seeing this, Ye Xuan frowned slightly. He opened his palm, and a wisp of sword intent shot upward!
Boom!
In an instant, the terrifying pressure in the sky was sliced apart, vanishing without a trace!
Seeing this, Su Ming’s expression shifted, his heart filled with shock.
He hadn’t expected Ye Xuan’s strength to be so formidable!
Clearly, as he had suspected, Ye Xuan was indeed being free-ranged!
How could a mere bastard have such terrifying power at his age?
In the sky, Master Yuan frowned upon seeing Ye Xuan’s sword intent, “Your sword intent…”
Ye Xuan looked at Master Yuan. Without any nonsense, he gripped his sword and charged upward.
In the sky, Master Yuan frowned, suddenly slamming down a palm.
Boom!
A massive handprint swept down from the sky, its immense power crushing everything in its path!
At that moment, Ye Xuan’s sword arrived.
Boom!
A deafening explosion resounded through the sky, followed by an eruption of sword light!
Ye Xuan returned to his original position, about to strike again, when Master Yuan suddenly slapped his palm to the right.
Boom!
The space to the right shattered, revealing a spacetime tunnel. The next moment, waves of terrifying auras surged out from it!
Seeing this, Envoy Zhang’s pupils shrank, “Young Master, many powerful fighters are heading this way…”
