571: Chapter 570: Little Confucian ng Chan 571: Chapter 570: Little Confucian ng Chan “Mo Yunchui, this trade can be cut off, and don’t even think about having any transactions with the dicine Pavilion again!”
These words, heard throughout Chunnan Mountain and Mo Family Divine City, echoed far and wide.
“Master?!”
The people in the dicine Pavilion within the Divine Tower were all shocked and dismayed.
“Take your Brother He with you, and return to the dicine Pavilion!” Ping Zhenyu was enraged to the extre.
“Yes, Master!”
Despite their inner turmoil and anxiety, when it ca to their Master’s orders, they all complied.
Without any hesitation, they carried He Li’an on their backs and followed Ping Zhenyu, swiftly leaving the Divine Tower.
As they left, the entire Chunnan Mountain was in an uproar.
“What’s going on, the dicine Pavilion has fallen out with the Mo family?!”
“That shouldn’t be right; why would they fall out at this critical juncture?
What happened?”
“No wonder there was a surge of aura before, so it was that Refiner Dragon Mr.
Ping’s!”
“…”
For a ti, there was a buzz of discussion within Chunnan Mountain.
Even the prodigies from various places in East Desolate at Yingchun Pavilion had heard that voice, and they were all astounded.
No one had anticipated such a turn of events.
It was truly unexpected.
However,
Those young cultivators who had witnessed He Li’an being knocked down by Ye Xuan with a single punch sensed sothing amiss.
They always felt this matter wasn’t so straightforward.
Maybe it was really related to this incident.
After all, they had seen it very clearly, that punch had almost smashed He Li’an into a near-death state.
And that Refiner Dragon Mr.
Ping, being He Li’an’s Master, seed justifiably angry.
It’s just that…
who was it that made the Refiner Dragon Mr.
Ping fall out with the Mo family?
And there’s also…
Why did the Refiner Dragon say…
Mo Yunchui?!
Instead of Mo Yunli?!
Could it be…
In an instant, everyone seed to guess sothing.
The succession ceremony of the Mo family today had certainly undergone a huge change.
Linking this to the terrifying fluctuations that occurred within the Mo Family Divine City yesterday.
All these signs pointed to various possibilities.
At this mont,
Within the Mo Family Divine City,
Mo Long had been reporting back to Mo Yunchui.
Before he could finish speaking, he heard the loud roar of the Refiner Dragon Mr.
Ping, Ping Zhenyu.
Mo Long was startled and looked up at Mo Yunchui, “Family Head…”
Mo Yunchui’s expression was calm, and with a sneer that was not quite a smile, he said, “He liked to seek trouble on his own, it was already good enough that Mr.
Ye did not kill him, and he still thinks he’s been wronged?”
“Forget it, let him go.
As for what he said about not allowing the dicine Pavilion to trade with my Mo family again?”
“That’s utterly nonsensical.
Is the great dicine Pavilion under his, the Refiner Dragon’s, command alone?”
“Furthermore…”
“Mo Long, notify everyone that the succession ceremony for the Family Head of the Mo family is starting.
Let all the Dao friends who have arrived at Chunnan Mountain enter the Mo Family Divine City for the ceremony.”
“Yes, Family Head!” Mo Long respectfully took the command and went to announce it.
After Mo Long left, Mo Yunchui squinted and muttered to himself, “Ping Zhenyu, oh Ping Zhenyu, do you really think you can refine a dragon just because they call you Refiner Dragon Mr.
Ping?
Mr.
Ye is a True Dragon who could annihilate heaven and earth with a re raise of his hand, what are you in comparison…”
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Ye Xuan was strolling alone in Yingchun Pavilion when he ca across a little girl.
The girl was young, around seven or eight years old, with her hair in pigtails, looking adorably chubby.
The little girl sat in a pavilion by herself, with no one else coming to this spot, passersby were sowhat curious or even afraid.
So would point and whisper a few words before hurriedly leaving.
Ye Xuan, however, did not hesitate to enter the pavilion, hands in his pockets, gazing out over Yingchun Lake.
“You’re quite impressive, being able to disable He Li’an from the dicine Pavilion with a single punch.”
The little girl suddenly turned her head, looked at Ye Xuan, and comnted with an air of maturity beyond her years.
“However…”
“That group of old n in the dicine Pavilion is very pedantic.
Take that angry old man just now, nad Ping Zhenyu, known as Refiner Dragon Mr.
Ping, particularly protective of his own.
You’ve ssed with his disciple, he’s not going to let you off easily.”
“Oh.”
“I forgot you’re Mr.
Ye, the one who relieved Mo Yunchui of the Dao injury.
It seems Mo Yunchui might have taken back his position as Family Head.”
The little girl seed to be talking to herself alone, but from her words, one could tell that she knew a lot.
Ye Xuan had his hands in his pockets, enjoying the spring breeze coming from the surface of Yingchun Lake, letting his hair fly about as he slowly began to speak.
However, as Ye Xuan spoke, a gust of wind suddenly picked up, drowning out his voice.
The little girl beside him stared intently at Ye Xuan, with an expression of facing a formidable enemy surfacing on her originally cute and chubby face.
“Who are you?!” The little girl fixed her gaze on Ye Xuan and asked in a deep voice as a thread of murderous intent circled nearby, seeming as if she would pounce on Ye Xuan at any mont.
“My na is Ye Xuan.” Ye Xuan smiled indifferently.
“Ye Xuan…” The little girl repeated, leaning her small body slightly backward as if finding a comfortable position for herself, but the wariness in her eyes didn’t relax at all as she spoke softly, “Are you also…?”
“I am and I am not.” Ye Xuan smiled.
“I am and I am not?” The little girl furrowed her brows.
“What’s your na?” Ye Xuan asked.
“ng Chan.” The little girl responded.
“From the ng Family?” Ye Xuan gave the girl who called herself ng Chan a thoughtful look.
Little ng Chan nodded slightly, adopting an adult-like deanor as she raised an eyebrow at Ye Xuan, “Are you a descendant of Ye Changsheng?”
“It seems you know quite a bit.” Ye Xuan’s expression was odd.
Little ng Chan gave Ye Xuan a sidelong glance, speaking with a mature air, “Don’t brag about it.
In this East Desolate, let alone the five great domains of Daozhou, there’s nothing unknown to in the past five hundred million years.”
“Don’t hide and protect yourself; I know who you are.
It was you who cultivated the primordial Hongng Heaven, wasn’t it?
The Divine Divination Sect has made their predictions; you are indeed a person from the Eternal Mountain Ye Family.”
“Isn’t the Eternal Mountain Ye Family created by the Demon Emperor Ye Changsheng, known as Ye Bugu?”
Little ng Chan spoke with a trace of pride.
The Demon Emperor Ye Bugu was in fact Ye Bugu himself.
Ye Xuan’s foster son.
Of course, these were not things that ng Chan could know.
Hearing ng Chan’s words, Ye Xuan chuckled and said, “You do know a lot, it looks like you’ve read quite a bit.”
ng Chan rolled her eyes and responded, not particularly pleased, “At the very least, my ng Family is a part of the great Confucian lineage; it’s not strange to know these things.”
“No, that’s all knowledge I found out by myself!”
Little ng Chan suddenly realized and quickly corrected herself.
Ye Xuan neither confird nor denied this and did not continue to pursue the matter, instead gesturing for Little ng Chan to co closer with a wave of his hand.
However, Little ng Chan’s body lit up with golden characters surrounding her as if she was on high alert, “What do you intend to do?” she looked at Ye Xuan warily.
Ye Xuan looked at the golden characters surrounding Little ng Chan, laughing, “Without rules, there can be no squares and circles.
It seems your Soldier Disintegration is quite successful.”
The Confucian True Words state: Without rules, there can be no squares and circles.
A Confucian Cultivator who had reached such a realm would definitely not be ordinary!
And those golden characters around Little ng Chan were indeed the manifestation of these rules and circles.
ng Chan remained vigilant, saying sharply, “Knowing is good.
Within my ‘rules and circles,’ even a Great Cultivator from the Saint Realm shouldn’t think about touching in the slightest.”
“Eh?!”
But in the next mont, Little ng Chan was dumbfounded.
Because Ye Xuan not only pierced through her rules and circles but also placed a hand on her Heavenly Gate!
Little ng Chan felt her scalp explode, and instinctively wanted to burst out with her Essence Blood to escape the predicant.
“Don’t move.” Ye Xuan, however, softly uttered two words.
As if containing so bizarre power, they completely immobilized her.
At that mont, ng Chan’s heart was covered in fear.
This guy!
How is this possible?!
To ordinary people, she might seem like a seven or eight-year-old girl, but she knew herself that she was not a little girl, but a supre powerhouse who had undergone Soldier Disintegration.
This was also why she had co alone to the Mo Family, as she had absolute confidence and her family was very assured of her.
But now…
She couldn’t help but think of this young man nad Ye Xuan, who had spoken of her background as soon as he opened his mouth.
This Ye Xuan, his background was even more significant than hers!
“Hm?”
“What are you doing?”
Little ng Chan suddenly cried out in shock.
“Don’t talk.” Ye Xuan commanded softly.
Little ng Chan quickly focused, receiving that strange force.
At this mont, Little ng Chan thought of a phrase:
Immortal’s Touch grants everlasting life!
This guy is terrifying!
But why would he help ?
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