Hong Fu didn't know what he was laughing about, but Yan Beihong had already leapt off the couch. With a wave of his hand, he said, "Come, let's go take a look at the gift that Brother Miao gave me!"
Big gift? Hong Fu was at a loss.
Outside the palace, the Hall Master of the Traversing Moon Palace's Suppressing First Hall, Ding Sun, stood with two Advisors with their hands behind their backs.
Yan Beihong strode out of the palace and cupped his hands in greeting from afar. "Brother Ding, you have graced us with your presence. Forgive me for not coming out to greet you!"
Ding Sun cupped his fists in response. His face was indifferent, and there was no sign of a smile on his face.
"If you have something to say, sit down and talk. Please come in!" Yan Beihong turned to the side and extended his hand in invitation.
"There's no need!" Ding Sun pushed him away with one palm and nodded at Hong Fu. "Didn't your maidservant tell you? I've come to challenge you. "
"Challenge?" Yan Beihong said in surprise, "I was just wondering why Brother Ding would say such a thing. Why would you challenge me?"
Ding Sun said calmly, "I heard that Brother Yan went to participate in the Boundless Nation's Treasure Convention, and once declared that with a spear in hand, he would be invincible among those of the Red Lotus realm. Is this true?"
Yan Beihong nodded and said, "There is indeed such a thing! It's just a joke. Do you take it seriously, Brother Ding? "
He really wanted to save face and suffer! Ding Sun couldn't help but sneer inwardly. As luck would have it, their Traversing Moon Palace Lord just so happened to be the one accompanying the Overlord, Ouyang Guang, on this trip. As such, Ding Sun had already found out from the Palace Lord that this Yan Beihong wasn't the same Yan Beihong from the Sea of Constellations Subjugation Crusade. If he really was someone who could defeat Bai Ziliang in the Treasure Appraisal Convention, he wouldn't have come here in the first place.
Putting aside the fact that Miao Yi was an invincible Red Lotus cultivator, the opportunity to defeat Yan Beihong and make his name known throughout the world was truly something to be jealous of.
"Since you've already boasted, and you've already trampled all the Red Lotus cultivators in the world, isn't it a little too late to make fun of them? Words spoken are like water spilled. This Ding has come here today to demand an explanation, "Ding Sun said coldly," Could it be that Brother Yan does not dare to accept this Ding's challenge? "
"Haha … Haha …" Yan Beihong threw his head back and laughed maniacally. His crimson robe fluttered even though there was no wind, and his long hair danced behind his back. He suddenly waved his finger and said, "Why wouldn't I dare? However, the ugly words were said in person. Knives and swords have no eyes. If anything happens, this Yan will not take responsibility! If you dare to set up a life-and-death contract, how about this Yan accepting your challenge? "
"Why wouldn't I? That's exactly what I was thinking! "Ding Sun raised his hand, and a jade disc appeared in his hand.
Yan Beihong couldn't stop chuckling. He made a grabbing motion and a jade plate appeared in his hand. However, he cast a sidelong glance at the two people behind Ding Sun. He asked, "May I know who these two are?"
Ding Sun replied, "Two Advisors under this Ding."
Yan Beihong made an 'oh' sound, then asked, "I wonder if the two of you are interested in challenging me? If you're interested, why don't you sign the life and death contract as well? "
The two men were speechless. Ding Sun said, "It's none of their business!"
Yan Beihong chuckled and said, "That's fine. It doesn't matter whether you guys establish yourselves or not. Brother Ding will be the representative. It's fine as long as he's here. " He immediately picked up the jade disk and cast a spell to write a life and death contract. Then, he marked it with his Dharma Seal and tossed it to Ding Sun.
After taking a look, Ding Sun also wrote down a life and death contract and tossed it over to Yan Beihong. When Yan Beihong received the contract and confirmed it, he once again threw his head back and roared with laughter.
"Brother Yan, why are you laughing so wildly? Could it be that you find this Ding funny?" Ding Sun questioned coldly.
Yan Beihong glared fiercely and said, "Enough nonsense. Follow me to the open space at the back of the mountain for our duel!" He then turned to Hong Xiu and Hong Fu and instructed, "No one is to go to the back of the mountain and disturb my duel with Brother Ding. Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"
"Understood!" The two ladies acknowledged the order.
"Please!" Yan Beihong waved his hand and took the lead to fly away.
The two Advisors followed behind Ding Sun. Along the way, they couldn't help but warn him, "Milord, this Yan Beihong is full of confidence. Please be careful. "
"He's just a scoundrel. He's just trying to trick me. Do you think I, a Red Lotus Ninth Grade cultivator, would be afraid of him?" Ding Sun scoffed.
The four of them arrived in the depths of the mountain several dozen li away and landed in the wilderness. Ding Sun and the other two weren't fools. They cautiously scanned their surroundings to see if there was an ambush. However, they didn't think it was likely. Everything had happened too suddenly, so Yan Beihong probably didn't have time to prepare.
Clang! A crimson saber appeared in Yan Beihong's hand. The saber's edge clanged against a rock. Yan Beihong's back was facing the three of them. His long hair and red robes fluttered in the wind.
Ding Sun held a pitch-black spear in his hand, glowing with a crimson light. The mark of a Red Lotus Ninth Grade appeared on his forehead. With a slight wave of his hand, the two Advisors behind him stepped back.
Yan Beihong raised his saber and spread his arms. The crimson saber rose into the air. As the wind blew against the blade, it actually let out a faint hum. He turned around to face Ding Sun. When he saw the mark of a Red Lotus Ninth Grade on the other party's forehead, he threw his head back and laughed maniacally. "Good! Good! Very good! "
Ding Sun teased, "Didn't Brother Yan claim to be invincible with a spear in hand? Why are you using a saber instead of a spear? "
"You'd better get past my saber first before talking about the spear!" Yan Beihong pointed his saber at the two Advisors who were already standing far behind him. "Then why don't you two come at me together, my friends?"
Ding Sun grew wary as well. He realized that Yan Beihong was far too calm. He could even see the flash of excitement in the other party's eyes. However, at this point, he couldn't possibly admit defeat in front of his subordinates. He shouted, "I alone am enough to deal with you!"
"You've got guts!" Yan Beihong rested his saber on his shoulder and snorted. "Stop wasting time. Make your move!"
Eyes slightly narrowed, Ding Sun suddenly waved his hand. A fishnet that flickered with a crimson glow shot out and enveloped the air.
Yan Beihong merely rolled his eyes and looked up. He didn't move an inch from his original spot, allowing the net to envelop and rapidly contract around him.
Ding Sun was overjoyed. It didn't matter if Yan Beihong was being careless or if he had other tricks up his sleeves. Now that he had the upper hand, he dashed forward and thrust his spear forward.
At this moment, Yan Beihong's hands moved in unison. He twisted the hilt of his saber, and the saber on his shoulder immediately drew a half arc in the air. As if he was cutting a piece of paper, the closed fishnet was instantly sliced open and collapsed. Layers of saber shadows broke through the net and violently hacked at the incoming spear.
Ding Sun was shocked. He quickly raised his spear and parried.
Bang! Like a knife cutting through tofu, the treasured spear was cleaved into two by the layers of saber shadows.
The two Advisors who were watching the battle from afar were shocked. In an instant, the two combatants were shrouded in a collapsing black mist.
"Ah …" Ding Sun's miserable scream rang out from within the black mist. Then, everything fell silent.
The black mist either dissipated with the wind or settled on the ground. Yan Beihong's unmoving figure appeared, his slanted saber in his hand. The blade was pressed against Ding Sun's neck.
All four of Ding Sun's limbs had been chopped off at the base. Fresh blood flowed freely. He lay in a pool of his own blood, trembling in pain. "Brother Yan, I admit defeat!"
"What a joke. You don't even have the right to exchange a single blow with me. How dare you challenge me!" Yan Beihong rested his saber on his shoulder again. He shouted at the two Advisors in the distance, "Bring your Hall Master back and take good care of him."
The two Advisors, who were still in disbelief, regained their senses and hurriedly rushed over to stop Ding Sun's bleeding. Just as they were about to carry Ding Sun away, they suddenly saw the saber shadows in Yan Beihong's hand rise again. The two were shocked, but it was already too late for them to dodge.
"Ah …" Two more miserable screams rang out. Two more people with severed limbs collapsed in a pool of blood.
"Since you're already here, why don't you stay as well? I'm not afraid of having too many guests at home!"
After placing a restriction on the three of them, Yan Beihong took out a beast sack and stored them all away. After tidying up the scene, Yan Beihong sheathed his saber and flew back.
Along the way, he bumped into Hong Xiu, who was flying towards him. "Milord! Six of your fellow disciples from the Glorious Cloud Sect have arrived. They're waiting outside the mountain gates and specifically requested to see you! "
"Another six! Haha … "Yan Beihong threw his head back and laughed maniacally.
Fifth Earthly Branch's Wood Traversing Palace's Suppressing Ninth Hall. Yang Qing strode straight through the palace gates, and the palace guards greeted him in unison, "Head Steward!"
Yang Qing let out an indifferent grunt. As his authority grew, his aura had changed as well. With Hall Master Miao Yi's special decree, he didn't need to report to anyone when he entered the palace. He could directly enter the harem and send a message.
However, he didn't go to the harem. Instead, he walked towards the palace maids playing on the swings under the shade of a tree.
When the maids saw him walking over, they quickly jumped down from the swings and stood in a row to greet him. "Greetings, Head Steward!"
Yang Qing asked, "Is Head Steward Yan here?"
One of them pointed and said, "He's in the garden behind the wall, lecturing two slaves who are sweeping the floor."
Yang Qing immediately turned around and walked along the high wall until he reached an arched door. A beautiful scenery greeted his eyes. There were pavilions, fake mountains, spring ponds, fish frolicking in the water, old trees, birds, and exotic flowers. The garden was filled with elegance and fragrance. It wasn't a luxury that could be easily enjoyed by mortals in this world.
Not only was this a scenic courtyard, it was also Yan Xiu's cultivation area.
Raindrop Listening Pavilion! Yan Xiu stood with his hands behind his back. A few palace maids stood before him, and the armless Jing Zhi and Jing Luo stood beside him, listening to his lecture.
When he saw Yang Qing walking over, Yan Xiu immediately stopped what he was doing and walked out of Raindrop Listening Pavilion to welcome him. "Head Steward, is something the matter?"
Yang Qing glanced at him and smiled. "Brother Yan, you didn't look too happy just now. Did these servants upset you?"
Yan Xiu sighed. "This morning, the two Aunties accompanied Master out for a walk. Master casually strolled into an unoccupied courtyard and saw some weeds growing on the ground, so he casually plucked them. This made the two Aunties very unhappy. Later, they asked me how the servants did their work, and why Master had to personally do this kind of rough work. "
Yang Qing smiled. "It's not a big deal. With such a big palace and so little manpower, there will always be places that can't be taken care of. Master is broad-minded and doesn't care too much about these things. Don't worry! Master won't take it to heart. "
"That's the logic! The place is big, but the manpower is small. My intention is to add more manpower to the palace, but Master isn't willing. He says there's no need to waste the prime years of so many palace maids. But the two Aunties are always afraid that when Master comes out, he will be dissatisfied with the places that aren't taken care of. "
"These are all small matters. Later, I will speak to Master to let the servants offer another hundred beauties to the palace to add some liveliness. With such a big palace lacking people, it's indeed a little too deserted."
Yan Xiu hurriedly cupped his fists in thanks. "Since the Head Chief has spoken, Master will definitely agree!" Putting down his hands, he asked, "Head Chief, is there something you need from me?"
Yang Qing frowned. "Someone sent me a message to verify something. At first, I thought it was ridiculous, but when the other Manor Heads sent me a message to ask about it, and even the people I sent to carry out the task brought back the same news, I had no choice but to come and verify it with Brother Yan."
Yan Xiu asked, "What is it?"
Yang Qing muttered, "There are rumors outside that Master has officially taken up the post of Wood Traversing Palace Advisor, as well as the Fifth Earthly Branch's Jade Capital Peak's Golden Hall Deacon. Is this true?"
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