"Yang Chenxi!"
"Left Envoy Yang?"
"Second Young Master!"
"This..."
The crowd rushing in was astonished at the scene before them.
First of all, who are these people surrounding them? Why have these well-equipped guards co?
Why does Second Young Master Yun look so miserable, wearing chains and handcuffs?
Yang Chenxi was standing calmly on the side, accompanied by a group of people?
What exactly has happened?
The Head Guard’s expression turned slightly grim and he imdiately asked, "Second Young Master, what exactly is going on?"
Second Young Master Yun glanced at the Head Guard; the several mbers of the family elite hall present looked sullen, their heads down not daring to speak.
For in his view, the Head Guard was only in his fifties and had only broken through to the Grandmaster Realm a few years ago; the rest of the elite hall mbers were all in the Martial Arts Realm, not even Grandmasters — against Yang Chenxi’s group they couldn’t last a single round, he didn’t even dare to think about rescue!
Seeing Second Young Master Yun not answering, the Head Guard unkindly turned his gaze to Yang Chenxi, "Left Envoy Yang, what exactly is going on?"
Yang Chenxi coldly replied, "Take us to et the Clan Leader, I’ll talk with him!"
Upon hearing this, the Head Guard imdiately raised an eyebrow, anger surging across his face as he pointed angrily at Yang Chenxi, "What do you an by this?"
At this mont, they no longer needed to conceal their intentions; ng Po swiftly pulled out a dagger, pressing it against Second Young Master Yun’s carotid artery, coldly stating, "Enough of the nonsense! Either take us there, or he dies!"
"You!" The Head Guard was furious; the mbers of the elite hall also drew their weapons angrily pointing at Yang Chenxi and ng Po’s group.
ng Po laughed coldly, slightly exerting pressure with the dagger, causing blood to surge from Second Young Master Yun’s neck.
"Stop!" The Head Guard hurriedly shouted upon seeing this, gesturing for the elite hall mbers to put away their weapons.
"I’ll take you there!" The Head Guard shouted at ng Po.
He was extrely nervous, afraid that ng Po might exert too much force and cut Second Young Master’s artery!
Second Young Master Yun was the hope of the Yun family, a once-in-a-millennium genius, the restorer and heir of the family, held in high esteem within the family, extrely important! No errors could occur!
Therefore, by holding Second Young Master Yun, ng Po had grasped their fatal weakness, making them dare not act!
"Lead the way!" ng Po laughed coldly, commanding.
The Head Guard cast a deep glance at the helpless-looking Second Young Master Yun, sighed, and led the group towards the interior of the Yun family’s estate.
The Yun family’s estate is located in the central area of Penglai Island.
Surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on one.
The path to the estate is also rugged, made entirely of steps carved from rock, covered in moss due to damp weather.
After walking for about twenty minutes, they finally arrived at the entrance of the Yun family’s estate.
This entrance is constructed much like ancient city walls, standing five ters tall, the massive wooden doors and iron rivets look very sturdy and solid.
It might have been useful in ancient tis, but now it has little defensive capability, although visually it’s quite striking.
After all, the Yun family’s estate has over six hundred years of history.
Seeing the group arrive, the guards of the Yun family were quite puzzled, asking the Head Guard, "Head Guard, this is..."
"Don’t ask too much! Open the gates! Quickly notify the Clan Leader that Second Young Master has returned!" The Head Guard coldly ordered.
The guards felt suspicious upon hearing, and after noticing the condition of Second Young Master Yun, shackled and chained, they imdiately realized the urgency, quickly turning around to report.
anwhile, the guards opened the gate to let them pass, and the group entered the Yun family’s estate.
The interior of the estate is intricate, with pavilions and artificial mountains, dazzling to the eye and prompting vigilance.
Despite the complex terrain, these individuals were professionally trained, quickly dispersing to monitor the surroundings.
Yang Chenxi with ng Po, along with Second Young Master Yun held by Purple Cultivator, and the people from Shangqing Sect followed the Head Guard along the corridor towards the estate’s inner area.
Observing the architectural style of Yun family’s estate, Purple Cultivator coldly comnted, "This Yun family, they have quite the ambition!"
ng Po also noticed sothing and nodded slightly.
In ancient tis, there was a strict system of identity and residence — what kind of houses people with different identities could live in, with no room for transgression, any overstepping would result in death!
Yet this Yun family’s estate, not only has nine entrances and exits, but the door they just entered through is styled like that of a royal residence, with an Asn beside it, exclusively for servants and visitors.
Of course, on Penglai Island, there can be no tenants, so the Asn is just for show.
Though the door is styled like a royal residence’s door, with stone lions at the entrance and door rivets arranged in nine rows.
The highest standard royal residence doors had only nine rows and seven columns, while Yun family’s door had nine rows and nine columns! Already well beyond specifications.
The glazed tiles at the top are appropriate for the roof ridge; upon it, they could place the beast ’Chiwen’ reaching out.
But on Yun family’s roof ridge, they installed the ’Chinese dragon playing with pearls’ motif, a privilege reserved for the emperor in ancient tis; Yun family openly used it on their houses, a sign of rebellion!
If it were modern architecture, it wouldn’t matter, but this estate was built in ancient tis, over six hundred years ago, if Yun family had no such intention, who could believe it!
As they traveled under the Head Guard’s lead, the group arrived at the main entrance of Lingyun Hall.
Lingyun Hall stood tall, its ninety-nine steps resembling the Jinluan Hall of ancient palaces.
Yang Chenxi and others stood at the bottom of the steps, while Yun Haotian stood atop, looking down at them.
On both sides of Yun Haotian were various family elders!
High in position, powerful in cultivation!
Yun Haotian looked at the well-equipped guards, a wave of sighs passed through his heart.
The thing he feared most had happened.
But as his gaze swept across the crowd, falling on Second Young Master Yun, a surge of anger rose.
Second Young Master Yun was disheveled, shackled and chained, with marks of redness and swelling from beatings on his face, still held by guards!
As the family’s hope, treating Second Young Master Yun this way was outright insult and provocation to their Yun family!
Moreover, Second Young Master Yun was his beloved nephew!
Regarding their conduct, Yun Haotian was very angry!
"Yang Chenxi!" Yun Haotian shouted angrily, "What do you an by this!"
Yang Chenxi faced Yun Haotian’s rage calmly and coldly, "If you want to save Second Young Master Yun, bring the formula and antidote for the Soul Returning Powder!"
"You... you traitor!" An elder angrily pointed at Yang Chenxi, "After so many years, Yun family painstakingly nurtured you, is this how you repay their kindness?"
"Rebellious act! If it were ancient tis, you’d be executed by dismbernt!"
"I really want to slap you to death!"
"Infuriating!"
"Our Yun family raised such a traitor?"
The elders all furiously rebuked Yang Chenxi.
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