The Jiao Dragon Battleship was given to Yang Wu by Yang Jinghai. He had used it for a period of time when he was rushing towards the Sky Domain City. Even a peak Minor Saint might not be able to break through its defence. It was more than enough to escort his family back to the Yang Family.
Yang Wu gave a large amount of Xuan Spirit Stones and some Minor Saint items to his grandfather. His grandfather would then distribute them to his parents.
As for the Kings of Martial Marquis Association, such as Xue Ji, Du Guang Fo, Zheng Xiaohu and Pang Yuan, they were temporarily led by Wan Lanxin. Her realm was enough to make them obey her orders.
However, Wan Lanxin hadn't seen Yang Wu for a long time. She didn't have the chance to be intimate with him before she had to leave. She didn't feel good about it, especially when he brought a young girl with him. However, she still decided to leave first. She didn't want to be a burden to Yang Wu.
Before she left, she gave Yang Wu a hug in front of everyone. It was not only to declare their relationship, but also to show it to the young girl. It was as if she was saying, "I am your master's wife."
They still left in the end.
They all had the token of Mount Emei in their hands. It was easy for them to pass through the boundary passage.
Yang Wu escorted them all the way to the spirit formation channel. Only after seeing them enter the spirit formation channel did he feel relieved.
"Let's go back to Great Xia and have a look." Yang Wu returned to Great Xia once again. He wasn't reluctant to leave the Yang Residence in Great Xia. He wanted to see if the Empress was doing well.
He didn't know that the Empress had already left Great Xia.
When he arrived at the palace, he suddenly sensed a commotion in a corner of the palace before he had the time to look for her.
"Assassin! Assassin! Capture him immediately! Don't let him escape!"
"Thief! How dare he break into the palace! How dare he!"
"How dare he be a thief at such a young age? He really doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Beat him to death and hang him on the Meridian Gate as a warning to others."
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He saw several experts from the palace chasing after an assassin. The assassin's strength was not very good, so he was quickly caught by the experts from the palace. In a few moments, the assassin was beaten half to death. However, the assassin was also very good. He did not let out the slightest scream. It was as if he had entered the palace with the determination to die.
"Could it be a mute thief, daring to come to the Treasure Yard? So blind." An expert from the palace murmured and raised his hand, ready to kill this thief.
At this moment, a strong gust of wind swept past, and several of the Imperial Palace's experts present fainted.
They didn't die, they were just knocked unconscious by the force of the wind.
Yang Wu quietly appeared beside the thief with a complicated look in his eyes. He really didn't expect that the thief who appeared here was a youth he knew.
This was a dark-skinned young man. He wasn't considered handsome, but he was good-looking. In particular, his unyielding eyes were like the stars in the night sky, shining very brightly.
The dark-skinned young man looked at the other young man who suddenly appeared, and a trace of fierceness flashed across his eyes. It was as if he had seen an enemy and couldn't wait to jump up and fight with the other party.
Yang Wu didn't wait for the young man to speak. He grabbed him and quickly left the palace, returning to Prince Yang's residence.
Lu Zhi, Dan Zi, and some other people from the Wuhou Association were left here.
When they saw that Yang Wu suddenly brought back a young man, they were puzzled.
Lu Zhi asked in surprise, "My lord, this … this can't be your younger brother, Yang Wen, right?"
Lu Zhi had heard Yang Wu boast about how his younger brother, Yang Wen, was a distinguished and elegant scholar. The young man in front of him didn't look too bad, but he didn't look like a scholar at all. Instead, he looked like he was made of iron. Looking at his pair of calloused hands, and his face was covered in a layer of black charcoal, he didn't look like a scholar at all.
Yang Wu glared at Lu Zhi and said, "You all can leave. You don't have to keep waiting for me here. I'll look for you after I'm done with my business."
The people from the Wuhou Association quickly retreated like the tide. They were all once members of the Death Legion, and they treated Yang Wu's words as if they were gods.
Before Lu Zhi left, he asked again, "He's your younger brother?"
"He's your younger brother." Yang Wu said in a bad mood.
"I don't have such an ugly younger brother." After saying that, Lu Zhi coughed and slipped out.
Dan Zi didn't leave. It was as if she didn't hear Yang Wu's words. She still stayed in the hall. After glancing at the dark skinned young man, she no longer paid attention to him.
Yang Wu looked at Dan Zi. He wanted to let her go out with him, but after hesitating, he let her stay for the time being.
Yang Wu forced a healing pill into the dark skinned young man's mouth. The dark skinned young man wanted to spit it out, but there was a strong force that forced him to swallow it.
"Even if you want to scold me, wait until your injuries are healed." Yang Wu seemed to see through the dark skinned young man's thoughts and couldn't help but persuade him.
The dark skinned young man glared at Yang Wu and scolded, "Give me back my adoptive father's life, give me back my adoptive father's life …"
As he scolded and scolded, the dark skinned young man's eyes couldn't help but tear up. Furthermore, the tears didn't stop flowing. He was so heartbroken that even the young girls in the hall sympathized with him.
Yang Wu didn't say anything and just let the dark skinned young man cry. His mind flashed back to the first time he met a pair of father and son blacksmiths in the grasslands. Both of their surnames were Xue. One was a sinner of the Xia Dynasty, while the other was a mixed-blood.
The sinner surnamed Xue was a top-notch artificer. He didn't think that he had committed any crime, but his family had been wiped out. He endured the humiliation and was forced to live in another country. In the end, he took his ten King Armaments and asked the emperor of the Xia Dynasty for his crimes. Each of the King Armaments slaughtered Kings, and he almost took the emperor's head.
The dark skinned young man in front of him was Xue Gui's adopted son. His surname was Xue, and his name was Xiaofan. He was a mediocre artificer.
Yang Wu felt guilty towards Xue Xiaofan. If he hadn't appeared, his adoptive father might not have killed his way back to the dynasty and died here. It was normal for Xue Xiaofan to hate him.
Xue Xiaofan was tired from crying.
Yang Wu said, "Your adoptive father died a noble death. The weapons he forged not only killed dozens of Kings, but also almost took the head of the emperor of the Xia Dynasty. He was a legend of the previous generation."
"But he still died. I don't want him to die a noble death. I just want him to live." Xue Xiaofan said, his heart aching.
Xue Xiaofan was originally an orphan. Later on, he had a adoptive father. No matter how strict his adoptive father was, he didn't feel sad. Instead, he liked the feeling of being scolded because he knew that he had family by his side.
When his adoptive father left, he had a premonition that his adoptive father might not return for the rest of his life.
As expected, he waited bitterly for a long time. His adoptive father didn't return. Thus, he walked through the mountain range filled with spirit demons and wild beasts, and came to this country. In the end, he heard the news of his adoptive father's death. His heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
The dark-skinned youth was chased by spirit demons in the Wolf Smoke Mountain Range. He didn't even cry when he almost died to them. But when he heard the news of his adoptive father's death, he couldn't stop crying.
His life suddenly became gloomy. When he heard that his adoptive father had left behind ten Battle Weapons: Seeking Injustice Sword, Condemning Saber, Blood Tear Spear, Heartless Halberd, Splitting Axe, Poison Scorpion Spear, Tongue Breaker Hook, Bone Cracking Whip, Corpse Extracting Mace, and Dragon Destroying Hammer, he swore to take back these ten Battle Weapons.
Thus, he snuck into the palace and was discovered. If Yang Wu hadn't discovered him, he would definitely have been beaten to death.
Yang Wu didn't speak for a long time. He really didn't know what to say. Today, he had seen many of his family members die in front of him. He could understand Xue Xiaofan's feelings.
"I want to take back my adoptive father's belongings." Xue Xiaofan raised his head and looked at Yang Wu.
This wasn't a begging tone. He knew that Yang Wu definitely had a way to do it.
Yang Wu lightly nodded and said: "Okay, I'll take you to get it now."
Immediately after, he carried Xue Xiaofan back to the palace.
This time, Yang Wu brought Xue Xiaofan directly to the Golden Luan Hall in the palace.
Many palace masters shouted in unison: "Who dares to break into the palace?"
Yang Wu flipped his hand and a Prince's Token appeared in his hand: "Yang Wu requests an audience with His Majesty."
When the palace masters saw Yang Wu's Token, their eyes flashed with excitement. Their legendary Prince of Wu had returned?
Two years ago, Yang Wu had left behind many legendary deeds in the Royal City. Many people regarded him as their idol, including the experts in the Royal Palace.
"Prince, please wait a moment. We will go and inform His Majesty." Someone respectfully said.
They all knew that something big had happened to the Yang family. Now that the people from Mount Emei had not returned, but this young prince had appeared. The result was probably beyond their expectations.
They didn't dare to think too deeply. Mount Emei would always be a taboo in their hearts.
Not long after, the new Emperor, Tang Chencheng, appeared in front of Yang Wu wearing a dragon robe. This new Emperor was much more mature than before, but there was still a cloud of worry between his eyebrows. When he saw Yang Wu, he said with a complicated expression: "Prince Yang Wu, long time no see."
He had once suffered a great loss at the hands of Yang Wu. Even if they had let bygones be bygones, he would still think of the past when he saw him again.
Yang Wu looked at Tang Chencheng and frowned: "Why are you here? Where is Xiaohan?"
"How dare you not kneel when you see the Emperor and be so rude." A eunuch beside Tang Chencheng raised his voice and pointed at Yang Wu.
Tang Chencheng waved his hand at the eunuch and replied: "The Empress went to Mount Emei to learn martial arts. I am in charge here."
"You are in charge here?" Yang Wu asked back.
"Of course. Prince Yang Wu, do you not believe me?" Tang Chencheng raised his eyebrows.
"Then what about Tang Jiaoyan and the others? My Yang family has been destroyed. Is it your decision?" Yang Wu said aggressively.
Tang Chencheng's expression changed instantly. He just remembered that the people from Mount Emei had gone to the Yang family and caused quite a commotion. Until now, no one had given him an answer. After all, the people from Mount Emei were domineering and no one dared to spy on them.
"I … I can't control the people from Mount Emei." Tang Chencheng lowered his head slightly and didn't dare to look at Yang Wu. He pursed his lips and said in a low voice.
"Indeed, you can't control them. Just be a good Emperor for the rest of your life."
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