When Sikong Zhengqing realized that he had been intimidated by Ye Wenyan's words, he couldn't help but feel angry. He cursed himself for being so useless. It had been so many years and yet he was still so afraid of Ye Wenyan.
He calmed himself and took a step forward. "No matter what, the Ye family must give me an explanation today. Otherwise, even if the Sikong family has to use all its strength, you won't be able to leave this place alive!"
Ye Wenyan smiled and said, "Oh? Are you planning to smash all of the Sikong Family's inheritance in your hands? "
"Great Ancestor …" Sikong Qing hurried to step forward and whispered a warning to Sikong Zhengqing. He was worried that Sikong Zhengqing would be enraged and fight the Ye family. If that happened, the Illusion God Sect would be the only one to benefit.
How could Sikong Zhengqing not know what Sikong Qing was worried about? If today had been the same as last time, with only Ye Wenjun, or two more, he would have made the Ye family pay a heavy price.
But today's situation was different. Ye Wenyan, who had been in hiding for hundreds of years, possessed unfathomable power. Just Ye Wenjun, the Sword Demon, was enough for Sikong Zhengqing to fight with all his might. When he fought Ye Wenjun last time, Sikong Zhengqing could clearly feel that although he had improved a lot over the years, Ye Wenjun's strength had also increased.
Besides those two, Ye Guangjian and Ye Ruida, the former leaders of the Alliance of Jiuhua, were also first-rate. Ye Wuhen, the current leader, was also extremely talented.
Although the Sikong family had the advantage in numbers, they couldn't compare to the Ye family in terms of quality and quantity. Of course, if they really fought, Sikong Zhengqing wouldn't be at a disadvantage. After all, the Sikong family wasn't the only Octagonal Holy Temple. There were other great families.
But this would inevitably result in a lose-lose situation. Octagonal Holy Temple would be badly hurt, but the Alliance of Jiuhua's foundation would remain intact. The Illusion God Sect had always been on good terms with Octagonal Holy Temple. If Octagonal Holy Temple was in trouble, the Illusion God Sect would be the first to act. They wouldn't dare attack the Alliance of Jiuhua, but they would definitely take advantage of the situation to annex Octagonal Holy Temple.
Seeing Sikong Zhengqing's uncertain expression, Ye Wenyan's snow-white eyebrows trembled slightly. Smiling lightly, he said, "Today is the return of the younger generation of the Ye Clan. It is a joyous occasion and we do not wish to have any conflict with you. If brother Sikong wishes to fight, we will gladly accompany you. However, it seems that brother Sikong cannot make up his mind. Since that is the case, why don't you and I exchange a few moves and relax our muscles?"
Sikong Zhengqing raised an eyebrow. It was a good idea. He wouldn't be willing to let the Ye family leave just like that, and he wouldn't be able to bring himself to do so. But if they fought, it would be too impulsive and risky. Since that was the case, why not turn the battle between the Ye family and the Sikong family into a battle between the two of them?
After a moment of silence, Sikong Zhengqing finally spoke. He stared at Ye Wenyan and said, "Then we'll do as you say. I've been waiting for this battle for a very, very long time."
Seeing that Sikong Zhengqing had agreed to Ye Wenyan's proposal, Sikong Qing hurriedly called out, "Stand back! All of you, stand back!"
The cultivators of Octagonal Holy Temple retreated thirty meters in unison, giving Ye Wenyan and Sikong Zhengqing enough space to fight. Ye Wenjun waved his hand casually, signaling for the Ye family to retreat. From his expression, it was clear that he wasn't worried about Ye Wenyan at all.
Lu Xuan smiled as he retreated, "I never thought I'd be able to see great-grandfather Gao show off his skills today. I really am looking forward to it."
Ye Wenjun glanced back at Lu Xuan and snickered, "Xuan 'er, don't be fooled by how your great-grandfather Gao usually sweeps the floor of mountain jiuhua as if he doesn't cultivate at all. However, his strength is … hehe, hehe."
Lu Xuan was greatly interested. He asked, "Great-uncle, are you saying that great-grandfather Gao is even more powerful than you?"
"Sigh, although he's not as elegant or handsome as me, he's still my elder brother after all. He has to be stronger than me in some areas." When he reached there, Ye Wenjun seemed to realize something. He quickly added, "Although he is indeed just a little bit more powerful than me, his techniques aren't suitable for you to learn. Your swordsmanship is the same as mine. As for your great-grandfather Gao's swordsmanship … it's more suitable for your father to learn."
Lu Xuan smiled but did not say anything. He was rather amused and touched that Ye Wenjun was so worried about him. Hmm … When the time comes to open the barrier of the Heavenly Sword Continent, he could invite his granduncle to go to the Heaven Region with him.
At the end of the day, the reason why Ye Wenjun wanted to find a good seedling to inherit his legacy was because he was worried that he would have no successor. However, once he went to the Heaven Region, there would be no more shackles. Naturally, Ye Wenjun would not be in a hurry to find a legacy. With his temperament and talent, he was far from the peak of the martial way.
At this moment, a small, icy hand suddenly grabbed Lu Xuan's hand.
"Xuan …"
Holding that familiar hand, Lu Xuan could not help but feel a ripple in his heart. He did not need to look to know who it was.
Turning his head to look at that beautiful face, Lu Xuan revealed a faint smile. He reached out to wipe away the tear at the corner of Zhao Binger's eye and said gently, "It's been hard on you."
Zhao Binger pursed her lips and shook her head forcefully. "It's not hard on me. Being able to see you again is already the greatest gift that the heavens have given me. The one who has suffered is you. You're always so foolish. My life is far less important than yours. No matter what happens in the future, I will not allow you to take such a risk."
"Aren't I back safe and sound? I've even gained quite a lot of benefits. Speaking of which, it's all thanks to you." As Lu Xuan spoke, he could not help but gently pull Zhao Binger into his embrace.
Lin Xinyi and Xia Chenxi were not far away as they watched Lu Xuan and Zhao Binger confess their feelings. They looked at each other and smiled. They did not disturb them. Although they also missed Lu Xuan, it was better to leave the time to the two of them. However, not everyone was as reasonable as the two of them.
"Oh, this must be the girl that you risked your life to save. Not bad indeed, very beautiful." Ling Jin reached out to hold her chin and lightly nodded.
Hearing Ling Jin's words, Zhao Binger shyly struggled out of Lu Xuan's embrace. In front of so many elders, it was not appropriate for her to do so. However, she could not control herself and could not bear to struggle out of Lu Xuan's embrace.
"Who is this girl? Why can't I understand what she's saying? "
"She …" Lu Xuan thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Her identity is a little complicated. I can't explain it in such a short time. I'll explain it to you in detail when we get back."
Zhao Binger pinched Lu Xuan's palm and whispered, "Don't tell me that this is the 'benefit' you obtained from this trip?"
Lu Xuan smiled bitterly. Just a moment ago, she was still as gentle as water. Why did she suddenly become jealous? He had no choice but to explain, "You're wrongly accusing me. I owe her a favor. If not for her, I would not have been able to return. So, I promised to do something for her."
Hearing that Ling Jin was the benefactor that helped Lu Xuan return, Zhao Binger immediately put away her thoughts of eating and turned to thank Ling Jin.
Ling Jin stared innocently at Lu Xuan. Clearly, the two of them could not communicate with each other because they did not speak the same language.
Lu Xuan shrugged and said, "Ling Jin, you'll have to spend some time learning the human language. Perhaps, you'll have to stay in the Heavenly Sword Continent for a while."
"Don't worry. Give me half a month. No, I only need seven days. I'll definitely learn the human language fluently."
"Xuan 'er, if you continue talking to my granddaughters-in-law, you'll miss your great grandfather Gao's battle." Ye Wenjun turned his head and teased.
Hearing that, Lu Xuan hurriedly turned his head. As expected, Ye Wenyan and Sikong Zhengqing were already prepared. The entire battlefield was filled with a battle aura that could erupt at any moment. Immediately, he could not be bothered to continue talking to Zhao Binger and Ling Jin. He focused his attention on the battle between the two peak experts of the Heavenly Sword Continent.
The aura around Sikong Zhengqing's body continued to rise like waves. However, Ye Wenyan did not seem to have any intention of resisting. He just stood there, allowing Sikong Zhengqing to do whatever he wanted.
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