Yang Zhe took a deep breath, and then suddenly pushed open the courtyard door.
"Stop, who are you and why did you come in privately? You... Young Master?"
When the old servant who was cleaning the door saw someone pushing the door open without permission, he was furious at first, and then his expression changed after seeing the person's face clearly, and he obviously recognized Yang Zhe's identity.
Yang Zhe showed the old servant a smile that was uglier than crying, "Old Wang, I'm here to find my father."
"Sir, you are back, I must be very happy!" the old servant named Lao Wang laughed, and then hurried into the house.
"Master, madam, the young master is back!"
Yang Zhe felt his heart pounding. He followed the old servant into the house and looked inside. He happened to see someone in the house looking at him at the same time.
It was a pair of majestic and deep eyes. At this time, there was a hint of surprise and joy, but it soon disappeared and returned to its original state.
"Dad!" Yang Zhe shouted dryly.
"You still know how to come to see me!" There was a bit of anger in the middle-aged man's voice.
"My child just doesn't want to. Everything will be done according to the family's arrangements!" Although Yang Zhe spoke very little in front of Liu Mang and others, he spoke especially fluently in front of his father.
"Then why did you come to see me?" The middle-aged man's voice suddenly rose a little higher.
"Ouch, sir! Xiaozhe finally came back, so please stop saying a few words." A sharp female voice sounded admonishing next to the middle-aged man.
Yang Zhe's eyes couldn't help but glance over, and then he looked back with a hint of disgust.
The woman who spoke out was in her early thirties, not much older than Yang Zhe.
Her cheeks were fair and thin but had a hint of meanness. Although she was quite beautiful, Yang Zhe only felt disgust when he saw her.
The woman was his stepmother. Yang Zhe had not had a good relationship with her since he was a child. His mother's death was also partly related to her.
"I want to ask my father to help my master tomorrow." Seeing that his father kept looking at him without speaking, Yang Zhe gritted his teeth and said bravely.
"Oh, why should I help this rebellious son of yours?"
"Since the child has come back today, he will never leave again!" Yang Zhe's tone was somewhat solemn, which also made his father and stepmother look shocked.
"You have to listen to my arrangements when you come back," the middle-aged man said.
"It's natural to save the child."
"Master, is it too dangerous?" The stepmother looked worried.
Although she doesn't know martial arts, she also knows that there are many big names from aristocratic sects coming to this Skyfire Conference.
"Hmph! Even though there are many experts in this Skyfire Conference, how many of them can be taken seriously by me, Yang Weicheng?" the man said proudly.
The middle-aged man is Yang Weicheng, the head of the Yang family. The Yang family in Wucheng is a famous and prominent family.
Wucheng is famous in the southeast for its tea, many of which are even exported to the Central Plains, and the Yang family is one of the top tea merchants.
It's not just limited to tea. In recent years, the Yang family has also begun to engage in different businesses such as food, weapons, and silk cloth, and they have vague ambitions to develop into a chamber of commerce.
And Yang Weicheng is even more extraordinary in martial arts. He has mastered the Yang family's ancestral internal skills to the fifth level.
Although the ancestral internal skills of the Yang family are not well-known, in terms of level and power, they are not weaker than those of the major sects.
Yang Weicheng has always kept a low profile, and only those close to him know how powerful he is.
Back then, a Dragon Ranking master who was close to his age tried to assassinate Yang Weicheng, but he killed him with just a few moves.
This matter is quite secretive, and even the Imperial City Division is unaware of it, otherwise Yang Weicheng would have become famous all over the world.
"First take off your red clothes and put on my Yang family uniform!" Yang Weicheng directly ordered in an unquestionable tone.
Yang Zhe looked angry. What he hated most was his father's willful temper.
But thinking about the competition tomorrow, I could only do it obediently.
He went into the inner room, took off his red coat embroidered with the word "罴", and put on the Yang family's signature jade-white gown.
"When I go back this time, I must marry the second young lady of the Yu family!" Yang Weicheng looked coldly, "We can't delay it any longer! If our two families form an alliance, who in the entire Wucheng can stop the expansion of my Yang family and become the top one in the southeast?
The forces may even march into the Central Plains just around the corner!”
Yang Zhe didn't say anything. He thought of the second young lady of the Yu family. She had a thin face and a gloomy look. She was obviously very scheming and had no sunshine that belonged to a girl.
She is the same kind of person as his stepmother, and she is also the type of woman he hates the most.
The biggest reason why he ran away from the Yang family was because he didn't want to marry her and be the family's puppet.
But reality is often cruel, and you can't escape it after all.
In front of Yang Zhe's eyes, the youthful and sweet smile of fifth junior sister Huang Saixian could not help but appear.
Maybe, life is full of all kinds of regrets.
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At the same time, Zhong Yulong's fifth disciple, Huang Saixian, unexpectedly arrived at the small welcoming guesthouse located on the hillside of Huangji Peak.
But she went to another courtyard far away from Yang Zhe.
"Junior Huang Saixian, meet your senior!"
"Oh? Do you know my identity and how dare you come here alone?"
"Senior, although your title is "protecting flowers", I know that you will never force anyone. Every woman who is with you does so willingly!
"Haha, you are indeed a famous disciple. You are so brave. Come in!"
Huang Saixian walked into the courtyard proudly and saw an old man with half-white hair lying contentedly on the snow-white thighs exposed under the skirts of two beautiful concubines, eating grapes and oranges handed to them by their delicate fingers.
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Anyone who sees this charming scene will sigh with emotion at how lucky the old man is.
This person is Bu Shuping, the old man who protects the flowers, the strongest among the San people.
He has no family and no sect, but he has developed a skill and gained a huge reputation.
Even among the many masters from various sects and families outside the mountain, they were sitting in the second row of seats and no one had any objections.
Along with Fang Youheng, the leader of the Wanyue Chamber of Commerce, Guo Junwen, the leader of the Ice Soul Sect, and others, it can be seen that his strength is also recognized by everyone.
"Why did you come to me?" Bu Shuping still lazily maintained his lying posture.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "This junior is willing to use his own innocent body in exchange for the senior's action tomorrow!" Huang Saixian's beautiful face was full of determination.
Hearing this, Bu Shuping was also surprised and sat up suddenly from his two concubines.
Then he carefully looked at Huang Saixian's face and figure, and was amazed by her beauty and the rare spirituality that ordinary women don't have, and he couldn't help but have a look of greed in his eyes.
"You are beautiful, but it's a pity that tomorrow's competition is extremely dangerous. I, Bu Shuping, never do business at a loss!" Bu Shuping shook his head and sighed.
Huang Saixian's expression remained unchanged, "I heard that the Yin Yang Joy Technique requires women to volunteer to serve as cauldrons, and the higher a woman's cultivation level, the easier it is for her to achieve a breakthrough."
"Even Master Zhong praised my talent and said that I will definitely be able to reach the fifth level within ten years.
When the time comes, don’t you want the cauldron on the fifth floor?
You have been stuck at your current level of cultivation for many years. If you want to make a breakthrough and become famous, you must have a fifth-level woman to fully cooperate with you."
When Bu Shuping heard this, he immediately jumped into the air with his clothes ringing and flew to Huang Saixian's side.
He grabbed Huang Saixian's wrist and felt it carefully for a moment before putting it down. "Sure enough, you have good qualifications. You didn't lie!"
"But how can you guarantee that you will still be willing to become my concubine after entering the fifth floor?"
"I am willing to sign the contract now! If I regret it in the future, I will be despised by the entire martial arts world and will never recover!" Huang Saixian's face was cold, but his tone was extremely firm.
"Haha, good!" Bu Shuping stroked his beard happily, looked Huang Saixian up and down before he couldn't help but look away, and then said with emotion, "Old Ghost Zhong has taken on a good apprentice!"
Huang Saixian said nothing, her expression was a little dull.
She suddenly thought of her second senior brother Li Bingqiang, that silly and naive man, that man who always cared about her, wanted to make her happy and make her laugh, and she couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart!
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On the other side, the second disciple Li Bingqiang came to Cangjiao Peak alone, preparing to meet the peak leader Bian Changyi.
Zhong Yulong once commented that among the major peak masters in the Tianhuo Mountain Range, except for the three main peak masters, the strongest ones are not Ding Dongqing, the master of Hanwa Peak, Yang Liu, the master of Hongluan Peak, and Zang Heng, the master of Shenmu Peak.
It was Bian Changyi, the leader of Cangjiao Peak.
His Cangjiao Dragon Transformation Technique has reached its peak, entering a profound realm that none of the previous Cangjiao Peak masters have reached, and is only one step away from being famous!
Although he is not well-known in the world, he usually keeps a low profile.
There are not many fifth-level experts in the Tianhuo Mountain Range, and most of them are willing to help Zhong Yulong. He is one of the few who has not yet taken action.
At this time, a boy with a bun head came over and said sharply, "Mr. Li, the Peak Master already knows your purpose of coming.
But he said that he never owed Chizhu Peak any favors and was unwilling to step into this quagmire!"
"You'd better please come back!"
Upon hearing the boy's expulsion order, Li Bingqiang's expression changed.
"Junior knows that my request is a bit excessive. But at the end of the road, I just ask the Bian Peak Master to take action for the sake of being a member of the Tianshan Mountains. I am willing to do everything!"
The boy smiled bitterly and said, "Master Li, please come back."
"Please take action, Master Bian! I'll save my life, and I'm willing to listen to Master Bian's orders from now on!" Li Bingqiang continued to work hard.
His words were sincere and his face was resolute, letting people know that he was certainly not speaking in vain, but was speaking from the bottom of his heart.
The boy looked embarrassed, his ears twitched, but he still shook his head decisively and refused.
"Master Li, you are still..." The boy has not finished speaking.
'thump!'
In the boy's frightened eyes, Li Bingqiang pushed down a mountain of gold and knelt down like a jade pillar!
"Whether it's murder, arson, or even if I kill myself right now, I'm still willing to do it. I just want Master Bian to take action!"
Then there was a 'bang' sound, and his forehead hit the bluestone floor hard!
"Please take action, Master Bian!"
boom!
"Please take action, Master Bian!"
boom!
"Please take action, Master Bian!"
Li Bingqiang kept kowtowing, violently hitting the extremely hard special stone floor.
After a while, blood flowed all over his face, but he still had no intention of stopping.
He knew that his request was excessive. After all, Peak Master Bian and Chizhu Peak had never had anything to do with each other, and he was suspected of morally kidnapping and pulling people into trouble.
But he could only do this, and he only thought of this method.
Now every time more masters take action, Master Zhong will have more hope of survival!
He, Li Bingqiang, does not have the incredible strength of sixth junior brother Liu Mang, does not have the profound background of fourth junior brother Yang Zhe, and does not have the ability to recognize people like fifth junior sister Huang Saixian.
All he has is an old face that can risk his life!
boom!
Blood dyed the bluestone surface red and slowly flowed downwards along the stone slab.