NOVEL NEXT Chapter 37
“Hmm?”
Xu Yonian’s face was heavy with concern.
Now he was at the early Unity Stage, but in front of Hong Qianye, he felt like a small fry compared to a big shot.
Add in the unusual behavior of the other party, and Xu Yonian had a bad feeling brewing inside him.
Hong Qianye couldn’t be bothered to deal with these guys; he turned his gaze deep into the forbidden area, his eyes glinting with a chilling sharpness.
“Rather than let this supreme treasure waste away here, it’s better to hand it over for my use.”
Saying this, he suddenly reached out, a massive hand of red flames forming as he aimed to take the sundial from the restricted zone.
“Bold!”
“What are you doing?!”
This scene shocked everyone into trying to stop him.
“Everyone get lost!!” A cold, ruthless voice spilled from his lips, and a terrifying aura burst forth in an instant.
“You…”
The masters of various peaks looked horrified, all collapsing to the ground under the pressure.
As Transformation Stage beings, they didn’t even have the chance to get up!
And Xu Yonian, at the early Unity Stage, barely managed to maintain a half-kneeling position.
Sweat poured down his forehead in beads, disbelief etched on his face as he struggled to say, “This person has such strong demonic energy! What kind of background does this disciple of Master Ye have?”
“A bunch of rabble.”
Hong Qianye sneered, about to forcibly take the sundial.
Suddenly.
He froze. No matter how he strained himself, the sundial remained immovable, as if it wasn’t affected by external forces at all.
“What’s going on?”
Anger surged within Hong Qianye.
If Ye Junlin saw this, he would definitely burst out laughing—this sundial was a special prize gifted by the system, and aside from him, no one else could casually take it!
“Hong Qianye, you are a disciple of Master Ye and the most outstanding prodigy in the sect. The sect will definitely nurture you greatly. Why resort to such despicable acts?”
Xu Yonian gritted his teeth.
He emitted a terrifying lightning glow, stubbornly resisting the pressure and slowly standing up, glaring furiously.
“Damn it, who do you think you are, for me to need your advice?!”
Hong Qianye impatiently flicked his sleeve, reprimanding him.
Boom!
Xu Yonian was sent sliding back over ten feet, then fell to his knees, clutching his chest as blood flowed from his mouth, eyes wide with horror.
What kind of cultivation level was this?
With just a casual strike, he had no chance to fight back!
At that moment, Xu Yonian looked at the crimson figure, fear trembling in his heart.
So terrifying!
Compared to before entering the sundial, this person was now unfathomable!
“Master!”
Everyone shouted anxiously.
They hadn’t anticipated that Master Ye’s disciple would turn against them at such a critical moment!
“Hmph, mere ants dare to raise a finger at me? Not killing you all just now is already my greatest mercy!”
Hong Qianye’s voice was cold and merciless, his eyes full of disdain, his posture high and mighty, as if all beings were but dust in his eyes.
“This…” Xu Yonian and the others felt their scalps tingle, a sense of panic rising as they faced an imposing figure from the Demonic Path.
Yet just then, an angry shout burst from outside, “The Yuhua Sect’s army is here! Bring out the culprit Ye Junlin to die!!”
Upon hearing this.
The expressions of Xu Yonian and the others changed drastically.
Hong Qianye, however, smirked, “Time to have a showdown with that guy.”
Swish.
He vanished from sight.
“Master, we should…” Cangjian Peak Master said bitterly.
“Quick, let’s see what’s happening!”
Xu Yonian couldn’t calm down, hastily moving to follow.
Mysterious Peak.
A silver-haired youth propped his head up with one hand, lazily lying on a long bench, a long straw bent and tucked in his mouth, slurping down milk tea that flowed from the table.
His half-closed eyes reflected a look of enjoyment.
Ye Junlin let out a satisfied burp and sighed, “Freedom with milk tea is just the best!”
Swish.
Not far away, a powerful figure flashed into sight.
Seeing Ye Junlin’s laid-back demeanor, Hong Qianye’s face twisted with disdain.
This guy was seriously embarrassing cultivators!
I mean, with such slacker vibes, how could he talk about being an Immortal? How could he even compete with the Dao in the future?
Indeed, pure luck must have led him to earn immense opportunities from some ruins; that’s how he could flaunt such sought-after techniques and heavenly materials.
But now.
All this would belong to him!
At this moment.
Noticing Hong Qianye’s arrival, Ye Junlin barely moved, still lying sideways, lazily murmuring through his milk tea, “Good disciple, I missed you.”
Missed my behind!
Hong Qianye barely contained his urge to blow up, saying coldly, “They’re almost breaking in to take your life, and here you are being so apathetic. Don’t you fear death?”
“What?”
Ye Junlin flipped over, sitting up with an utterly confused expression, “They’re already attacking? How come I didn’t know?”
Hong Qianye frowned, as if recalling something, then darkly waved a hand, removing the soundproof barrier above them.
In an instant.
The outside was filled with the sound of drums shaking the heavens, clearly signaling an impending assault.
Ye Junlin was stunned, quickly releasing his Divine Sense, and when he saw the massive warships, his expression turned extremely strange, “Oh, so a battle is about to start.”
Looking at this unfazed guy, Hong Qianye felt somewhat frustrated, speaking with a stiff tone:
“You see the current situation, but if you hand over what you’ve gained to me, I can consider making a move to save your life.”
“What the heck?”
Ye Junlin raised an eyebrow.
“Ha ha, don’t act dumb with me; we’re all smart people here. Let’s be frank…” Wait, what’s that?!
Before Hong Qianye could finish his sentence, he caught sight of a peculiar being running over, wide Danfeng Eyes filled with surprise as he couldn’t help but shout out.
The being was petite and delicate, wearing a white sundress; its bare skin was smooth and fair, with arms like lotus roots, and legs perfectly proportioned.
But on its neck, there was a very conspicuous mouse head!
It zoomed over, arms carrying a plate, voice brimming with excitement, “Master, this is the Orleans chicken wings you asked me to make! Spicy flavor, quick, give it a try!”
Then, seeing Hong Qianye, it gleefully added, “Oh, Senior Brother Hong, you’re out so soon!”
“Y-You, don’t come over here!”
Hong Qianye’s scalp tingled, instinctively stepping back.
Is this the White-haired Mouse?
What happened to it?
Such a weird look!
Could it be…
Thoughts racing, Hong Qianye suddenly looked at Ye Junlin, a chill creeping up his spine.
Damn it!
I can’t believe your tastes are this ghastly!
Ye Junlin froze, wondering what that look meant—what the hell? I’m a proper gentleman; how could you think otherwise?
Malice, pure malice!
“Senior Brother Hong…” Bai Xiaoxi lowered its head, feeling wronged, knowing it looked like a disgrace.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~
Several figures landed on Mysterious Peak.
“Rebellious disciple, what are you planning to do to your master?!”
“Ye Junlin, be careful!”
Xu Yonian and the others exclaimed anxiously.
At this moment, their gazes were drawn to that strange figure, their eyes almost popping out in shock, muttering, “This… this is…”
“Don’t worry, it’s just me, Mouse Mouse!” Bai Xiaoxi explained.
“Oh, it’s the second disciple of Master Ye. That look is truly mind-blowing,” Xu Yonian remarked with an odd expression.
“Master Ye not only has extraordinary talent, but his taste also leaves us in the dust,” other peak masters lamented.
Now that’s playing the game right!
“Uh.”
The more Ye Junlin listened, the more something seemed off; why did it feel like you guys were mocking me?