Xiao Yue's entire body started to swell up as sword intent unceasingly gushed out from his body. The longsword in his hand blossomed with rays of light due to the sword light. It was incomparably resplendent.
However, the surrounding people didn't even dare to breathe loudly. No one dared to stand out and defend Xiao Yue.
It was because the person who wanted to deal with Xiao Yue was the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son.
The Heavenly Spring Holy-Land's Saint Son had an incomparably high status, and his cultivation was peerless.
No one knew why the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son wanted to deal with Xiao Yue. Even Xiao Yue himself didn't understand.
Boom!!
The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son pressed his palm down, and suddenly, the air let out a slight roar. Xiao Yue felt the hand holding the sword tremble, as if he couldn't hold the sword steadily.
However, Xiao Yue only frowned.
Ever since he, Xiao Yue, left the Light Wind Empire and was taken in as a disciple by an elder of the Heaven's Pivot Holy Ground, he displayed an extremely high talent and his cultivation rose rapidly. He had long become a top genius of the Heaven's Pivot Holy Ground, and even the Saint Son of the Heaven's Pivot Holy Ground had to be wary of him.
The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son and the Heaven's Pivot Saint Son had always been on good terms. Did the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son help the Heaven's Pivot Saint Son?
Did he want to get rid of him?
But … wasn't this too blatant?!
Xiao Yue's eyes were ice-cold. His gaze was as sharp as the edge of a sword.
Suddenly.
The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son was bewildered. His eyes moved and fell on the shadows walking out of the kitchen.
"The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son is so impressive. Our noodle house is a small business. If Your Highness wants to show off, can we go out?"
With his hands clasped behind his back, Ouyang Chenfeng walked out with a grave expression. With every step he took, the aura on his body rose by a few notches.
As a first-grade chef of the Valley of Gluttony, Ouyang Chenfeng was very strong. Very strong. Even when facing the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son, he was not afraid.
Although he was a little fearful, the other party was a Saint after all. He still had to show some fear.
As soon as Ouyang Chenfeng's aura joined in, the three auras collided with each other. Xiao Yue felt the pressure on his body loosen, and his face trembled slightly.
"Oh, Chef Ouyang … Long time no see. I really miss your Heaven Burial Noodles." The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son slowly turned his head. His eyes fell on Ouyang Chenfeng as he spoke faintly.
His eyes were still as arrogant as before, but compared to when he looked at Xiao Yue, they were much more gentle.
After all, he was a first-grade chef of the Valley of Gluttony.
Although the Valley of Gluttony was a vassal force of the Hidden Dragon Royal Court, its overall strength wasn't weaker than any of the Holy Lands.
After all, it was the holy land of chefs in the entire Hidden Dragon Continent. The mysterious Valley Master of the Valley of Gluttony was an existence that even the Great Sage Saint Sovereigns were afraid of.
In the Valley of Gluttony, a first-grade chef's status was already very respectable.
"I don't dare. I don't dare. If the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son wants to eat it, I can cook it now. Anyway, the preparation process of the Heaven Burial Noodles is complicated, and the cooking process is even harder. Perhaps the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son is impatient."
Ouyang Chenfeng clasped his hands. His chef robe stuck to his body under the pressure of the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son.
Hearing Ouyang Chenfeng's words, the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son exhaled.
He actually raised a hand.
Everyone's heart clenched.
The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son wanted to take action?! Did he dare to do that?
This place was the Valley of Gluttony … The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son was here to attend the Glutton God's Banquet. If he killed a first-grade chef of the Valley of Gluttony, how could he attend the Glutton God's Banquet?
Everybody didn't understand, but the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son didn't seem to be afraid.
That crystal-clear palm was still aimed at Ouyang Chenfeng.
It seemed he had made up his mind to kill Ouyang Chenfeng, who dared to stop him.
Ouyang Chenfeng's heart tightened. He didn't think that the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son would dare to press him.
These Saint Sons and Saintesses … were getting more and more lawless in the Valley of Gluttony!
Did they think that the Valley of Gluttony's Master had disappeared for a long time, so they could bully the Valley of Gluttony?
However, when the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son was about to bid for it …
A burst of laughter came from outside the door.
The stagnant air seemed to explode with this laughter. Everyone felt the heavy feeling that had enveloped their hearts disappear.
Who was it?
The crowd looked out and saw a group of people slowly approaching.
The one in the lead was a man wearing a loose robe. The man's face wasn't very handsome, but the aura he exuded was incomparably terrifying. As he walked, his entire body seemed to be trembling.
"It's the Heaven's Pivot's Saint Son! Why is he here? "
Someone recognized the identity of the person who had just appeared. Instantly, their faces became strange.
The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son was dealing with the top genius of the Heaven's Pivot Holy Ground, and the Heaven's Pivot's Saint Son had appeared in the next moment.
There seemed to be a strange connection between them.
The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son glanced at the Heaven's Pivot's Saint Son.
"Oh, it's Brother Liancheng. What a coincidence."
The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son retracted his aura and cupped his hands at the Heaven's Pivot's Saint Son, who was striding toward him.
The Heaven's Pivot's Saint Son, Liancheng, also cupped his hands.
It seemed that the two of them were quite familiar with each other.
"Since Brother Liancheng has appeared, I will give you face and forgive you, a kid who dared to offend me," the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son said calmly.
Then, he stepped into the restaurant, leading a group of people inside.
When the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son passed by Xiao Yue, his eyes slanted and the corners of his mouth curled up in disdain.
All of a sudden, the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son squinted. His eyes fell on the timid little girl, Xiao Ya, and he couldn't help but frown.
He stared at Xiao Ya, and there seemed to be light moving in his eyes.
Xiao Ya's body seemed to be covered by a layer of black mist.
"This little girl is a little strange …" the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son said faintly. Then, he reached out his hand to grab Xiao Ya.
Seeing that, Xiao Yue's mind shivered. With a swishing sound, the long sword on his back swayed and fell into his hand.
The sword light moved, slashing toward the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son like a dragon.
"Stop," Xiao Yue said in a hoarse voice.
Buzz …
However, Xiao Yue's figure was quickly blocked.
He was blocked by the two maids behind the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son. The two maids held thin swords in their hands, and their surging cultivation pressed toward Xiao Yue, blocking his figure.
The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son didn't stop. His palm continued to grab the little girl.
Pah.
All of a sudden …
A white and slender hand grabbed the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son's palm.
There were still some water stains on her fair palms.
The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son's movement froze. He slowly lifted his head, and saw an emotionless face.
That face seemed to be somewhat familiar.
"You dare to stop me, the Saint Son? Who do you think you are? "the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son said faintly.
Bu Fang glanced at the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son, and with his other hand, he patted Xiao Ya's head, making the latter hide behind him.
"You bullied a child, and you still have the face to call yourself the Saint Son?" Bu Fang said faintly.
There was a loud bang.
Bu Fang's hand, which was holding the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son's hand, was instantly released. The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son squinted, looking at Bu Fang.
"You have guts … Unfortunately, you're not qualified to talk to me like that."
The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son clasped his hands behind his back, indifferently glancing at Bu Fang. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him. He continued to walk toward the restaurant.
Bu Fang watched the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son enter the restaurant. His eyes were indifferent, and his face was emotionless.
He patted the little girl's head, exhaling gently.
Ouyang Chenfeng walked over. He glanced at Bu Fang, frowning.
"My little friend, leave quickly. You've offended the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son, and you're in danger … Why don't you stay in my noodle house? Although the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son is arrogant, he might not dare to kill people in my noodle house," Ouyang Chenfeng said seriously.
The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son would seek revenge for the smallest grievance. Those who offended him basically didn't have a good ending.
He had three maids with strong cultivation. They were the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son's three blades. Their attacks were ruthless, and they had killed countless people.
Xiao Yue was entangled by two of the maids.
"No need, it's okay." Bu Fang glanced at the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son, who had found a seat. He pulled Xiao Ya, turned around, and walked out of the Noodle King Restaurant.
Could Ouyang Chenfeng's noodle house really stop the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son, who was determined to kill them?
Judging from the situation … it was hard to say.
It wasn't that Bu Fang looked down on Ouyang Chenfeng … but there seemed to be something terrible inside Xiao Ya's body. Once it exploded, it would be hard to control. So, Bu Fang chose to leave.
If the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son really sent people to kill them …
Then he would kill them.
Bu Fang exhaled softly, and walked out of the Noodle King Restaurant.
The guards outside the door stood on both sides, looking at Bu Fang and Xiao Ya, who were walking out.
Bu Fang glanced at them, but didn't say anything. He blended into the street, and disappeared with the flow of people.
Clatter, clatter …
A graceful figure walked out from within.
When the guards saw this figure, they all bowed respectfully.
It was a woman, wearing a jade-green dress. Her figure was hot and swaying.
She looked at the direction in which Bu Fang had left, and a cold smile appeared on her face.
"You want to leave after offending the Saint Son? You're really young … "
With a swoosh, the woman's figure turned into a green light and disappeared.
…
Xiao Yue glanced at the Heaven's Pivot Saint Son, who was smiling warmly.
"Junior Brother Yue, the Valley of Gluttony is holding the Glutton God's Banquet. The Great Elder asked you to come to give you a chance to learn. You shouldn't offend people so easily. There are many people here that you can't afford to offend. I'm giving you some advice out of goodwill, so you should listen carefully."
The Heaven's Pivot Saint Son patted Xiao Yue's shoulder, as if he was trying to persuade him.
Xiao Yue sneered, shook his shoulder, and shook off the Heaven's Pivot Saint Son's hand. He turned around and walked out of the Noodle King Restaurant.
The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son found trouble with him for no reason the moment he entered the restaurant. Even if he used his toes to guess, he would know that it was Liancheng's doing.
Because Liancheng was jealous of his talent, he was worried that he would take away his position as the Saint Son … He had really tried his best.
Walking out of the Noodle King Restaurant, Xiao Yue walked toward the residence that the Valley of Gluttony had prepared for him.
As an expert invited by the Valley of Gluttony, he naturally had a residence in the Valley of Gluttony.
However, as he slowly walked forward, the clamor around him gradually disappeared.
The originally bright sky also gradually darkened.
The chilly wind whistled, blowing past, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground, and they slowly drifted away.
Xiao Yue stopped in his tracks.
His entire aura suddenly became sharp. His eyes turned, and he looked into the distance like a dragon.
Pitter patter.
Dark clouds came, and rain fell.
When the raindrops hit the ground, they broke and splashed. The entire atmosphere suddenly changed.
The buzzing sound of swords resounded, and the raindrops in the sky seemed to have turned into sharp swords, sweeping and cutting.
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