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Hearing these words, Feng Wuyou roared like a tempest, instantly sweeping through the entire Ye Family Mansion. His eyes burned with fierce anger, as if he wanted to devour Ye Xingchen whole.
"Ye Xingchen, you shouldn't toast to me and then drink the penalty wine!" As his voice fell, a powerful pressure erupted from within him, a force of Celestial Being level strength that could make countless strong individuals tremble.
Yet, in the face of this overwhelming pressure, Ye Xingchen remained calm, as if all of this had nothing to do with him. A peculiar light flickered in his eyes, a mix of absolute confidence in his own power and extreme disdain for Feng Wuyou.
"Feng Wuyou, do you think being Chen Canghai's dog makes you superior?" Ye Xingchen's voice was deep and powerful, each word striking Feng Wuyou's heart like a heavy hammer. His tone was filled with mockery and contempt, as if in his eyes, Feng Wuyou was merely an insignificant ant.
Then, an even more magnificent and terrifying pressure surged from Ye Xingchen's body, instantly shattering Feng Wuyou's oppressive aura. This pressure poured forth like a mountain flood, unstoppable, causing the entire Ye Family Mansion to tremble.
Feng Wuyou's face turned pale as paper; he felt all the fear and despair he had ever known. He never imagined that Ye Xingchen's strength could be so terrifying, even surpassing his imagination.
"In my eyes, you are just an ant." Ye Xingchen's words were cold and decisive, as if pronouncing Feng Wuyou's fate. A domineering aura flickered in his gaze, radiating the brilliance of a true powerhouse.
At this moment, Feng Wuyou fully realized the gap between himself and Ye Xingchen—a chasm that could not be crossed. He trembled and slowly retreated, his eyes filled with fear and awe.
"You... how could you possibly be at the peak of Celestial Being?" Feng Wuyou stammered, his voice filled with shock and confusion, as if everything before him exceeded his comprehension.
Ye Xingchen smiled faintly, revealing disdain and pride in his eyes. He spoke slowly, his voice steady and powerful: "Hmph, what is impossible? The world is vast; there are wonders beyond imagination."
"What you have seen does not mean it does not exist." His tone was filled with reverence for the unknown while also revealing confidence in his own strength.
Upon hearing this, Feng Wuyou's expression changed slightly. He knew well that Ye Xingchen's power was formidable; however, the peak of Celestial Being was still a distant dream for him.
After a moment of silence, he finally asked: "What exactly do you want?" Ye Xingchen's gaze was piercing as he looked directly into Feng Wuyou's eyes. His tone was calm yet firm: "Go tell Chen Canghai to mind his own business. I just want to live peacefully in Feng Lei City for the rest of my days and do not wish to make enemies with anyone."
"But if someone dares to provoke my bottom line, I will show no mercy." At these words, Feng Wuyou felt a chill run down his spine. He understood Ye Xingchen’s temperament; once angered, the consequences would be unimaginable.
He nodded to indicate he understood Ye Xingchen’s meaning. "Alright, I will convey your message to Tianfeng County King. But you must also understand that you are merely at the Celestial Realm while Tianfeng County King's top ten generals are all at the Feng Hou Realm."
After finishing his words, Feng Wuyou turned to leave. Ye Xingchen’s voice slowly followed: "So what? As long as he dares to come, I will dare to kill." Hearing this made Feng Wuyou hastily exit the Ye Family Mansion and head straight towards the city hall. Observers noted that sweat had already soaked through his back.
Once inside the city hall, Feng Wuyou dismissed everyone and collapsed onto a reclining chair, gasping for breath. Just then, high above near Feng Lei City, a streak of light tore through the sky like a falling star.
It was not a meteor but a grand Flying Ship adorned with numerous swords carved into its structure; their tips pointed towards the heavens with an imposing sword intent that seemed capable of cutting through any obstacle. This Flying Ship was undoubtedly the emblem of Wan Jian Sect, symbolizing the pinnacle of swordsmanship and glory.
Inside the Flying Ship sat an elderly man and a young boy; the atmosphere was heavy and oppressive. The old man had white hair and a thin face but eyes that sparkled with an undying flame—a testament to his dedication and pursuit of swordsmanship. He was Tian Xu Zi, an elder of Wan Jian Sect and an extraordinary powerhouse at the Celestial Realm.
The young boy was Wang Yilong; he looked haggard with eyes filled with hatred and despair. Having just learned of his family's destruction, his heart felt like it was being cut by knives as he vowed to take revenge on their enemies to appease the spirits of his ancestors.
"Master, you must help me avenge my disciples!" Wang Yilong knelt before Tian Xu Zi, his voice sorrowful yet resolute as if channeling all his anger and hatred into an endless force to destroy any obstacles in his path for revenge. "I want to leave no one alive from Ye Family Ancestor; I will turn Ye Xingchen into ashes!"
Tian Xu Zi’s eyes flickered with complex emotions upon hearing this. He understood Wang Yilong’s hatred and pain deeply but knew that as a sword cultivator he must also have restraint; otherwise, his disciple would stagnate in cultivation.
"Yilong," he said solemnly but gently. "Though your hatred is fierce, your heart must remain focused on your sword." He continued: "Ye Family Ancestor and Ye Xingchen are merely at Celestial Being level; I will help you take revenge."
Tian Xu Zi’s voice was deep and powerful as if it could penetrate Wang Yilong’s soul and awaken hidden potential within him. "Remember that the path of sword cultivation is not achieved in a day. You must calm your mind and hone your sword intent so that one day you can break through all laws with one strike and eliminate all enemies."
Wang Yilong's eyes flashed with a hint of determination and resolve upon hearing those words. He understood that his master spoke the truth, and he raised his head, declaring, "I will not fail the trust you have placed in me, Master."
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