Upon hearing this voice, Yang Zhenâs eyes lit up. It had been a long time since anything exciting had happened, and now, finally, there was a fellow practitioner who knew how to show off. Yang Zhen hurriedly raised his head, looking with interest.
Before he could see who the person was at the entrance of the stairway, he heard another all-too-familiar voice.
âBrother Fang, are these the grandfather and grandson you mentioned? The ones who refuse to leave Final Void Mountain?â
Upon hearing this familiar voice, Yang Zhen hurriedly pulled out a large straw hat from his storage ring and put it on, pressing it down a bit more for good measure.
There were all sorts of practitioners with hats in the teahouse, and even many strangely attired folks. Yang Zhen wearing a large straw hat didnât stand out at all. This was a necessary precaution; he had not expected to run into someone he knew in such a remote place.
The person was none other than Lu Tianwei, whoâd almost been choked to death by a Divine Transformation Stage Dark Puppet after being tricked into jumping off a cliff by Yang Zhen.
How did the people of the Heavenly Snow Sacred Land get involved with the people of the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land?
From Lu Tianweiâs full-bodied voice, it was obvious that he had almost fully recovered from his injuries. He was indeed a mighty Mahayana Phase practitioner. Despite having suffered near-fatal injuries, he was now back up and strutting about in no time.
The people of the Heavenly Snow Sacred Land were indeed flamboyant, Yang Zhen had come to understand this well. In fact, it wasnât just the people of the Heavenly Snow Sacred Land; all these newly emerging powers were quite arrogant. They had been dormant for a long time, and everyone wanted a chance to flex their muscles and affirm their existence.
The name of a great power is not something that can be earned by hiding in the mountains; it has to be fought for.
Celebrities on this blue planet were always devising ways to make headlines. The Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each manifesting its divine power. So, Yang Zhen put on a large straw hat simply to avoid disturbing Lu Tianweiâs and Fang Zhongjianâs show.
Just sitting here and watching them show off wasnât so bad either.
As expected, peering from under his hat, Yang Zhen soon saw Lu Tianwei and a handsome youth approaching.
The handsome youth had a wicked grin and an air of arrogance about him, reminding one of a tyrant. His eyes lit up at the sight of Luoluo and he headed straight towards her.
âLu Brother, allow me to introduce you. This is Master Tie, the head of the destitute Final Void Academy situated on Final Void Mountain, along with his granddaughter, Tie Luoluo!â
Lu Tianwei guffawed and stepping forwards, addressed Master Tie and Luoluo with a smile, âMaster Tie, a pleasure to finally meet you. Miss Luoluo, long time no see.â
Luoluo sneered at Lu Tianwei, âHow come I keep running into you everywhere?â
âEh?â Fang Zhongjian looked puzzledly between the two. âDo you two know each other?â
âNo!â
The two said in unison, after which Lu Tianwei chuckled and said, âWeâve simply met once before. And from what I can tell, this Miss Luoluo seems to look up to Yang Zhen quite a bit.â
Luoluoâs eyes widened and she shot back immediately, âWho I look up to has nothing to do with you. Oh, I remember now. You had quite the misfortune at the hands of Yang Zhen during our expedition in Mobei Abyss, didnât you? And Yang Zhen got the super, super, super big inheritance in the end. Itâs no wonder you canât stand to hear his name.â
Hmm?
Yang Zhen chuckled; this little fangirl was amusing.
Lu Tianweiâs face instantly darkened and he eyed Luoluo and asked, âWho told you that?â
Luoluo grinned cheekily, âThatâs for me to know. So, are you two planning on joining forces to bully us weak, sick, and elderly ones?â
Weak, sick, and elderly�
The corners of everyoneâs mouth twitched at these words.
If Master Tie, a Mahayana Phase practitioner nearing his peak, was considered old, none in attendance could refute it. After all, Master Tie was indeed quite advanced in years.
But if Luoluo, a young girl barely in her teens with a Tribulation Crossing Period cultivation, having reportedly endured two Heavenly Tribulations (one of them being a special one), and blessed with extraordinary talent and good fortune, was considered weak, then the rest of the crowd probably couldnât match up.
Seeing the varying expressions on Lu Tianweiâs face, Fang Zhongjian laughed heartily, âBrother Lu, why bother yourself with this young girl. Iâve had to deal with her sharp tongue many times. The reason I invited you here is to drive these two out of the Final Void Mountain.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Lu Tianwei snorted coldly, giving Master Tie a nod.
Just as Master Tie was about to speak, Fang Zhongjian suddenly chuckled and said, âMaster Tie, why do you persist? Within the entire Final Void Academy, only maiden Luoluo remains, and sheâs your granddaughter. Are you willing to be enemies with the whole Heavenly Spring Sacred Land for such a dilapidated place?â
âIs it worth it?â
Master Tie snorted coldly, his face turned ashen. âLet me ask you, why isnât your Heavenly Spring Sacred Land leaving Final Void Mountain?â
âOld man, youâre being unreasonable. If you stay obstinate, donât blame me for being impolite. An old man like you is not even worth the intervention of the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land. I alone am more than enough to make you regret it for the rest of your life.â
âAh!â Luoluo suddenly glared at Fang Zhongjian, âYou can try it, are we supposed to be afraid of you?â
Fang Zhongjian laughed heartily, âOf course, Maiden Luoluo wouldnât be afraid. With the support from Master Tie, an extraordinary being in the Mahayana Phase, whatâs there to be afraid of? Howeverâ¦surely you canât stay at the Final Void Academy forever? Once you leave, Iâm afraid the academy might justâ¦â
âBastard!â
The color drained from Master Tieâs face as an explosive wave of energy erupted from him. Like a sea of ink, it swept over the entire teahouse, enveloping Fang Zhongjian and Lu Tianwei in an instant.
Fang Zhongjian laughed heartily, âOld man, you finally acted. Now we can fight freely.â
âYou guys have been too oppressive! Why should we leave such a vast mountain range just because you arrived?â
A Judgeâs Pen suddenly appeared in Master Tieâs hand, abruptly pointing towards Fang Zhongjian.
Everyone gasped in surprise, not expecting the two to start fighting without any discussion.
The volatile waves surged greatly. Endless energy swirled around Master Tieâs Judgeâs Pen, like a swirling vortex of thunder, rushing towards Fang Zhongjian.
Yang Zhen was slightly taken aback. Despite his scholarly appearance, Master Tie indeed had the cultivation of a peak Mahayana Phase practitioner, which was evident from this move.
Against such a person, unless Fang Zhongjian and Lu Tianwei had extraordinary means, they wouldnât stand a chance. Besides, there was Luoluo, a Tribulation Crossing Period practitioner, whose power was not to be underestimated.
As the waves were about to hit Fang Zhongjianâs face, everyone in the teahouse gasped in amazement and backed away, staring in horror at Master Tie, who was as ferocious as a raging storm.
Just then, Yang Zhenâs eyebrows twitched.
A long sword suddenly appeared in Fang Zhongjianâs hand. Amid his laughter, he said to Lu Tianwei, âBrother Lu, please cover me. Iâve finally brought out the Unblemished Sword. Let me put an end to this ungrateful old man.â
A subtle smile flashed across Lu Tianweiâs face as he also erupted in a burst of volatile energy, shielding Fang Zhongjian. âBrother Fang, feel free to take action!â
âSacred weapon!â
Master Tieâs face turned pale, and he hesitated slightly.
Clangââ!
A sound of clashing weapons resonated, Master Tie staggered with a muffled grunt, looking palely at the severed Judgeâs Pen in his hand.
âOld man, this Unblemished Sword is not just a sacred weapon. Today, if you do not agree to never return to the Final Void Mountain, it will be your end.â
Buzzââ!
An eerie aura exploded from the Unblemished Sword, sweeping towards Master Tie in an even stranger manner.
At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly received information from the Great Missing Sword in his mind, a look of surprise crossing his face. He looked at Fang Zhongjianâs sword and said incredulously, âWhat the hell are you saying? Want to swallow this sword?â