Yang Xuan stood up and slowly walked forward under everyone's shocked gazes.
He walked to Liu Wenyuan's side and looked down at him as if he was looking at an ant.
"You … You … Xiantian … Heaven …" Liu Wenyuan felt that his entire body was drowned by a great fear. This fear instantly attacked his entire body, making him feel as if he had fallen into darkness.
"You … You can't kill me." The great fear made him unable to speak clearly: "I … I am Yuan …"
"Puchi!"
A foot stepped on his neck, causing his words to be stuck in his throat. He no longer had the chance to speak.
The light in his eyes slowly dissipated. Even until his death, he did not understand why a Xiantian Master would appear.
Yang Xuan looked as if he had done something insignificant. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked indifferently at the soldiers in the courtyard.
Looking at Yang Xuan, all the soldiers fell into a great fear. Their bodies trembled, their legs went soft, and they could not help but retreat.
Some of them had already collapsed to the ground, unable to move.
"Go back and tell Yuan Cheng that I will wait for him here." Yang Xuan's gaze swept across with endless majesty.
Just as all the soldiers began to flee, the devil-like voice sounded again: "Tell him that my name is Yang Xuan."
Looking at the corpses on the ground and the fleeing soldiers, Lin Cheng-fan did not seem to be able to react. He stared blankly at Yang Xuan with a blank expression, as if he was looking at an immortal.
Old Wu looked at Yang Xuan in shock. A voice reverberated in his mind, making him unable to help but freeze on the spot.
"Xiantian Master! Xiantian Master! "
This voice was like thunder, shaking his entire body.
Jiang Tingtao held Bai Ling in his arms and stared blankly at Yang Xuan. His entire mind was blank. After the series of unforeseen events, he seemed to have not recovered from his shock.
In a place where he could not see, the wound on Bai Ling's back was already flickering with a faint green light.
How could Yang Xuan allow such an infatuated and stubborn woman to die like this?
"You … You … Who are you?" Lin Cheng-fan didn't feel the slightest bit of joy from escaping the calamity. He only felt an incomparably immense fear tightly enveloping him, suppressing him to the point that he couldn't breathe.
"Yan State Protector, Innate Ranker, Yang Xuan." Lin Suyi answered on behalf of Yang Xuan.
"What?" Lin Suyi's voice was like a sudden clap of thunder, suddenly exploding in Lin Cheng-fan's ears. His mind went blank and he couldn't react for a long time.
After a long time, the old man's soul returned to his body and after a moment of shock, he slowly knelt to the ground with a bitter smile, "This old man has eyes but failed to recognize Grandmaster Yang's honoured self. This old man has offended you and is unforgivable. Please punish me, Grandmaster Yang."
Following his words, Old Man Wu's entire body trembled as he knelt down and kowtowed to the ground, not daring to raise his head.
"What? He's actually a Xiantian Master? "
Lin Zhengguang, who had rushed over after hearing the news, was stunned at the door. He looked at Liu Wenyuan and the dozens of corpses in the courtyard and felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was sinking. For a moment, his eardrums were ringing and he was hallucinating.
After a long while, he slowly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yang Xuan like Old Man Wu. He didn't dare to get up again.
Jiang Tingtao was still in a daze. He sat on the ground and hugged Bai Ling tightly.
"Don't let her down!" Yang Xuan looked at him and said lightly, "Otherwise, I won't spare you."
As his voice fell, the arrow that was originally stuck in Bai Ling's back suddenly fell to the ground. The wound flashed with a green light and began to heal.
Jiang Tingtao suddenly felt Bai Ling in his arms move slightly. He quickly lowered his head and found that Bai Ling was looking at him with her big watery eyes and smiling.
"Ling 'er …" For a moment, Jiang Tingtao felt his tears pouring out like a flood that had just broken through a dam.
"Little Sister Ling Er." Lin Suyi cried tears of joy and knelt beside Bai Ling.
Yang Xuan's mouth revealed a trace of a smile, then turned and walked out of the door. When he passed by Lin Zhengguang, he suddenly said, "Be at ease and be a rich man. Don't think about anything else."
"I will obey Grandmaster Yang's orders!" He lowered his head even further and pressed his forehead against the ground. The cold stone floor was like his heart.
In the hall, Jiang Tingtao let go of Bai Ling and slowly knelt on the ground. He respectfully kowtowed in the direction of Yang Xuan's departure. There was no longer any ripples in his heart.
Early the next morning, an old man in a white robe arrived at the Lin Residence's door.
"The Yun Nation's Protector, Yuan Cheng, requests to see Grandmaster Yang Xuan of the Shangguan Nation." He was barefoot and his soles were stuck to the ground as if they were deeply rooted.
"Come in!" A voice sounded, calm and indifferent.
When Yuan Cheng saw Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan was standing quietly. On the wall in front of him was a landscape painting.
"Please take a seat!" Yang Xuan didn't raise his head and said indifferently.
"Thank you, Grandmaster Yang," Yuan Cheng responded but didn't take a seat. Instead, he looked at Yang Xuan with a flash of surprise in his eyes.
He had heard people say that the newly promoted Protector of the Yan Nation, Yang Xuan, was very young. However, he was still shocked when he saw it with his own eyes.
"Let's end the Lin family's matter here." Yang Xuan turned slightly and looked at the barefoot, white-robed Xiantian Master in front of him.
"Yuan Cheng naturally wouldn't dare to disobey Grandmaster Yang's orders." A smile appeared on Yuan Cheng's face.
He naturally wouldn't disrespect Yang Xuan and become enemies with Yang Xuan over a small Lin family.
"I'm sorry for killing a few of your men." Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked at him.
Yuan Cheng was still smiling. "They dared to behave atrociously in front of Grandmaster Yang. Even if Grandmaster Yang didn't kill them, I would have killed them. What's there to be sorry about? "
Yang Xuan looked at him. After a while, he suddenly smiled faintly. "Brother Yuan, I'll need you to take care of the Lin family in the future."
The barefoot, white-robed Yuan Cheng's smile didn't change. "Of course. I didn't know the Lin family was related to Brother Yang and offended you. I hope Brother Yang can forgive me."
Yang Xuan looked at him again and said, "It's fine!"
At this point, the hall fell silent. It was as if the two of them had lost interest in talking.
"Brother Yang comes from Shangzhou. I'm sure your martial arts cultivation must be extremely profound." After a while, Yuan Cheng suddenly said, "Recently, I've encountered a martial arts problem in my cultivation. I want to ask Brother Yang for advice. I hope Brother Yang can enlighten me and resolve my confusion."
"Oh?" Yang Xuan smiled faintly. "Brother Yuan, please speak. You and I can discuss it."
Yuan Cheng shook his head and said, "Brother Yang, at our level of martial arts, the concept within can no longer be described with words. I hope Brother Yang can comprehend it himself."
"Brother Yang, please watch." As Yuan Cheng spoke, his eyes flashed with a strange light. His bare feet were pressed against the ground. His ten toes flicked slightly and then tapped the ground.
"Thump thump thump!" His toes were like drumsticks hitting a large drum, causing the entire floor to tremble. Then, his right hand seemed to play an invisible lute. His five fingers rotated and drew a strange trajectory in the air, gently flicking towards Yang Xuan.
The five fingers seemed to stir the air in the entire hall, turning into an invisible zither that emitted a desolate sound.
Yang Xuan sighed inwardly. Those who could enter the Xiantian realm were indeed amazing people. Yuan Cheng's move was completely natural. His power came from the ground, and he used Xiantian power to play the zither of heaven and earth. It was simply extraordinary.
"Brother Yang, be careful." Yuan Cheng's eyes flashed with a strange light. As he plucked the zither, his finger was already pointing towards Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan sighed and moved his finger. A fist-sized red fire lotus appeared at the tip of his finger. However, it did not emit any heat as it slowly met Yuan Cheng's finger.
Under Yuan Cheng's gaze, Yang Xuan's fire lotus was extremely beautiful, like a work of art. It did not seem threatening at all. However, suddenly, a huge sense of danger emerged from Yuan Cheng's heart, causing his entire body to tremble.
"Fire Flower?" Yuan Cheng cried out in alarm. His face was filled with fear, and he could no longer remain calm. He quickly retreated, his toes tapping the air as he flew out of the courtyard.
Yang Xuan did not pursue him. He just slowly dispersed the Scarlet Lotus' Wrath and stood in place, looking at Yuan Cheng.
When Yuan Cheng re-entered the hall, he had a respectful expression on his face. "I didn't expect Senior to have already cultivated a tangible flower. It was Junior's impudence."
Yang Xuan waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite!"
At this moment, his heart was moved. Of course, he knew what a tangible flower was.
In this world, the level above the Hundred Scatter Sky was the One-Line Sky. The most obvious symbol of the One-Line Sky was the condensation of a tangible flower. After condensing three tangible flowers, one could attempt to reach the realm of Three Flowers at One's Prominence.
It seemed that Yuan Cheng regarded his Scarlet Lotus' Wrath as the symbol of a One-Line Sky master — a tangible flower.
What he didn't know was that at this moment, Yuan Cheng was extremely shocked. He was polite to Yang Xuan because Yang Xuan was the Grandmaster Protector of the Yan Empire. He originally thought that Yang Xuan was the same as him, a Xiantian master of the Hundred Scatter Sky. He never thought that Yang Xuan had already condensed a tangible flower and stepped into the realm of One-Line Sky. How could he not be surprised?
How old was he? According to the information, he was afraid that he was not even 20 years old.
Yuan Cheng's heart trembled. At this moment, the last bit of dissatisfaction he had because of Yang Xuan's interference disappeared without a trace. Only respect was left in his heart.
A One-Line Sky master who had condensed a tangible flower. If he wanted to kill him, it would be no more difficult than crushing an ant.
At this moment, he was incomparably glad that when he heard that Yang Xuan was here, he had always treated him with respect and didn't do anything excessive. Even if he attacked, it was in the name of asking for advice.
At this time, he secretly made up his mind to take care of the Lin family in the future, especially the girl from the Lin family. He heard that Yang Xuan came to the Yun Country because of her.
After Yuan Cheng left with an incomparably respectful expression, the entire Falling Cloud City boiled over.
Countless forces spread the news to each other, secretly passing on this shocking news.
The Lin family was in chaos!
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