Hearing this, Ye Futian was filled with respect for the elder of the Dragon Clan. Such a person must have been a peerless genius. It was a pity that he died young and could not meet him.
No wonder the little girl could not forget him even after so many years. She was still immersed in the sadness of her uncle's death. He could imagine what kind of person he was. He was gentle and kind to his family, but domineering to outsiders. Such a person was worthy of respect.
"Tell him that I don't want to see him," Long Ling 'er said to Yang Xing.
"Alright." Yang Xing nodded and walked out of the pavilion. Looking at Jin Yunxiao, he said, "My young mistress has something to do and has no intention of seeing you."
Jin Yunxiao was not angry. His thin lips curled into a sharp smile and he said, "I heard that sister Ling 'er is going to enter the Starry School to cultivate next year. Why don't you meet your senior? If you have the ability to enter the Starry School, maybe you will take care of me."
Yang Xing frowned. Ye Futian had seen Jin Yunxiao's gaze at the window and felt disgusted. His words were too frivolous.
"Who do you think you are to take care of me?" Long Ling 'er stood at the window and shouted. Her voice traveled into the ears of everyone at the Fairy Pool. She was indeed the young mistress of the Dragon Clan, daring to speak to Jin Yunxiao like this.
"Ling 'er is still young, but her temper is quite bad." Jin Yunxiao laughed coldly. "However, I heard that Ling 'er has not become a Dragon Master yet. If she participates in the Starry School's assessment, it's not certain if she can enter."
"You don't have to worry about that, Young Master Jin," Yang Xing replied coldly. Jin Yunxiao was clearly trying to cause trouble.
"West Mountain Dragon only has Ling 'er as his daughter now. He's worried that there will be no successor," Jin Yunxiao said with a smile. Jin Yunxiao said with a smile. His words were full of provocation. The people of the Jade Pool watched everything unfold quietly. There were many stories between the two families, and there were many conflicts. Especially when that being was still alive, he had suppressed the Jin Clan completely. When Long Ling 'er was born, the Jin Clan had gone to ask for her hand in marriage, but they had been humiliated.
Now that that person had died, the Dragon Clan had become weaker. When the Jin Clan saw the West Mountain Dragon Clan, they naturally could not avoid provoking them.
"You …" Yang Xing's expression turned ugly. In the pavilion, Long Ling 'er was so angry that her cheeks were puffed up and her small fists were clenched tightly.
"Say that again."
At this moment, another voice came from outside.
Everyone turned around and saw a figure walking towards them from the corridor in the distance.
This person's face was like jade, and he was extremely handsome. His seemingly thin body seemed to be filled with power. His eyes were bright and full of expression, and his gaze was like lightning as he looked straight at Jin Yunxiao who was on the covered bridge.
Seeing this man, many people in the Jade Lake changed their expressions again.
Jiang Nan and Wang Yuqing's expressions froze. Looking at the figure walking towards them, they naturally recognized this person. He was also someone cultivating in the Starry School, and his reputation was even greater than Jin Yunxiao's.
Moreover, this person had been the center of attention ever since he was born. His every move would be watched by the people of Divine Sky City.
If there was a junior in the West Mountain Dragon Clan whose status could be compared to the Dragon Lady, Long Ling'er, it would be him.
The young dragon of the West Mountain, Long Mu.
The son of the legend of the West Mountain.
When the legend was still alive, Long Mu was the center of attention. Even today, there were still too many eyes on him, because Long Mu was his son.
It was also rumored that the current true dragon of the West Mountain Dragon Clan had a daughter, Long Ling 'er, but he was grooming Long Mu as his future successor. He planned to let his nephew inherit his position. Long Mu was an orphan left behind by his elder brother.
Many people said that the relationship between the West Mountain Dragon Clan was extremely strange. When the legend was still alive, the one he doted on the most was not his own son, but Long Ling'er.
After his death, the current clan leader's greatest hope was not his own daughter, but his nephew, Long Mu.
Such a brotherly relationship was something that many people admired.
Jin Yunxiao also looked towards Long Mu. His expression was no longer as relaxed as before, but rather solemn. His sharp eyes stared at the figure walking over.
Long Mu, the son of the legend, the bastard left behind by the person who had once suppressed the Jin Clan. He was also extremely talented and had shone in the Starry School's year-end examination this year. He was even more dazzling than Jin Yunxiao. Regardless of status, talent, or ability, Long Mu did not lose to Jin Yunxiao.
Long Mu's figure flashed and his body left the ground like a bolt of lightning. With a loud bang, Long Mu's figure landed on the bridge. The bridge trembled as if it was about to collapse.
Long Mu stood there steadily and stared coldly at Jin Yunxiao.
The two figures stood in the air. Below, everyone's gazes landed on them.
Jiang Nan, Wang Yuqing, and the rest were somewhat expectant. Those two were the true geniuses. They did not expect them to appear here together. They did not know if there would be a conflict.
"Repeat it again." A formless aura flowed around Long Mu's body. It was as if the shadow of a true dragon had appeared. The terrifying true dragon aura flowed in the air, giving off a strong feeling. It was as if if Jin Yunxiao repeated his words, he would immediately attack.
Based on Long Mu's personality, this was definitely possible.
Jin Yunxiao stared at Long Mu, after which he smiled and said, "Long Mu, you are still as arrogant as ever."
"Scram."
Long Mu spat out coldly. There was only one word.
Jin Yunxiao's expression froze. On his body, an extremely sharp aura was released. The golden robe made of Roc feathers on his body made a soft sound and fluttered even though there was no wind. It reflected a terrifying light.
Behind Jin Yunxiao, there seemed to be the shadow of a golden-winged Roc. It was extremely arrogant. At the moment, Jin Yunxiao was like a wild and untamed Roc.
A sharp and terrifying gust of wind blew, as sharp as a knife, onto Long Mu's body. Jin Yunxiao's lips curled into a cold smile. Then, a dazzling golden shadow appeared on the covered bridge, moving at an extremely fast speed.
The shadow immediately pounced towards Long Mu. It was too fast. It was as if a wild and untamed Roc was tearing through the air. The terrifying light seemed to be able to destroy everything.
Long Mu's body did not move at all. He raised his fist and punched out. A violent dragon roar shook the heavens and earth, like the angry roar of a true dragon. The instant the two collided, the crowd felt as if they were witnessing a dazzling and untamed Roc colliding with an extremely arrogant true dragon.
With a loud bang, the bridge collapsed. The golden lightning flashed and flew back. Jin Yunxiao's body returned to his original position. Behind him, a pair of dazzling wings appeared, flapping slowly.
His hand hung there and trembled slightly. However, the coldness and arrogance at the corner of his mouth remained. He stared coldly at Long Mu, who stood motionless in his original spot. The corridor bridge under his feet had already broken. If he took a step forward, there would be nothing. He stood at the edge of the broken corridor bridge, his gaze still fixed on Jin Yunxiao.
"We will fight again." Jin Yunxiao smiled faintly. Then, he turned and said, "Let's go."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flapped his wings and flew out. The people behind him glanced at Long Mu, then followed him.
In another pavilion, Ye Futian witnessed the battle. He could naturally see that Jin Yunxiao was at a disadvantage. He braced himself and left. Moreover, the Jin Clan's Life Spirit was actually the Roc.
No wonder the two clans were at odds with each other.
"Your brother?" Ye Futian asked Long Ling 'er beside him. When Long Mu arrived, Long Ling' er had called out to him in a low voice. The others also called him Young Master Mu.
"Yes, my uncle's son." Long Ling 'er nodded. "He's just a little stubborn. Brother Futian, let me introduce you."
"The young dragon of the West Mountain?" Ye Futian recalled the conversation he had heard in the inn and understood this person's identity.
At the moment, Long Mu was already walking towards the pavilion. After a while, he entered with Yang Xing. His eyes were very lively. Looking at the crowd inside, many people bowed and called out, "Young Master Mu."
The people of the West Mountain Dragon Clan naturally understood. Although the young mistress was the apple of the clan leader's eye, the next leader of the West Mountain was very likely to be Young Master Long Mu.
"Brother," Long Ling 'er called out.
"Ling 'er." Long Mu nodded and said, "I heard that you came to the Celestial Pavilion, so I came to see you. Don't mind Jin Yunxiao's words. Once you enter the Starry School to cultivate, no one will dare to bully you."
"Yes." Long Ling 'er smiled and nodded. Then, she walked forward and pulled Long Mu's arm. Pointing at Ye Futian, she said, "Brother, this is Brother Futian."
Long Mu naturally saw Ye Futian. At the moment, he raised his head and his gaze landed on Ye Futian. His eyes were filled with a powerful aura.
"Ye Futian."
Ye Futian's eyes were clear. He smiled lightly and spoke.
Long Mu's gaze met Ye Futian's. He did not introduce himself but said, "The Celestial Pavilion is for you?"
As the Young Master of the Dragon Clan, he naturally knew more than others.
Ye Futian saw Long Mu's attitude. As expected, the Dragon Clan might not be satisfied with this matter.
"Brother, I promised to give it to Brother Futian," Long Ling 'er said.
"I know." Long Mu nodded lightly and continued to say to Ye Futian, "Thank you for taking care of Ling 'er these few days. The Celestial Pavilion is a form of repayment. You can go now."
"Long Mu, what nonsense are you talking about?" Long Ling 'er stared at Long Mu angrily. She placed her hands on her hips and looked very fierce.
"Ling 'er, don't mess around," Long Mu said to Long Ling' er.
"Alright." Ye Futian did not mind. He smiled and nodded. To the West Mountain Dragon Clan, he was originally an outsider. Although the girl was somewhat dependent on him, she was just a little lonely during this sad period. After a few years, the Dragon Clan's Young Mistress would still be the Dragon Clan's Young Mistress and he would still be himself.
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