"The Yang Family's Inheritance War?"
"En, the Yang Family's Young Lords, after their decade of life experience, gather helpers and allies and hold a competition to decide who the next Patriarch of the Yang Family will be! The last time the Yang Family's Inheritance War happened was eighteen years ago, and many people died. The Yang Family's Inheritance War not only causes a big shuffle inside the Yang Family but also amongst all of the world's great forces as many people from these forces participate in it. If you are also interested and have confidence in your strength, you can also participate."
While Guan Chi Le was speaking, those from the Xiang Family didn't interrupt, allowing the disciples from all of the second-class forces present to listen carefully.
When Guan Chi Le finished his explanation, silence fell upon the crowd, and no one made a sound.
Xiang Chu's face twitched as he swept his gaze across the crowd. When his eyes landed on Yang Kai, he couldn't help trembling slightly and quickly turned away as he gripped his fists, "In other words, amongst the juniors gathered here, there is a Young Master Yang?"
Everyone was suddenly put on edge, and all of them glanced around at each other nervously.
Until just a moment ago, these two groups of people were engaged in serious conflict. Each of them ready to kill if need be, but in such a tense and explosive situation, they had suddenly learned that among these friends and foes, there was someone who absolutely could not be offended.
If this Young Master Yang was one of their allies, then everything was alright, but if he was one of their enemies…
In these circumstances, no one was able to remain calm.
Although a Young Lord of the Yang Family was present, how were they supposed to distinguish who it was?
Even those from the so-called first-class families weren't qualified to ȧssociate with the Eight Great Families; what's more, the Yang Family was the head of the Eight Great Families so its status was even more aloof.
On the other side, everyone from Blood Battle Gang and Storm Hall couldn't help glancing over at Yang Kai with gazes filled with a mix of surprise and anticipation. They were all familiar with Yang Kai's name and abilities and easily linked him with the identity of a Young Lord from the Yang Family, but it was still not convenient to directly inquire about it, so all of them were subtly trying to gleam some clues from his expression.
Yang Kai's face, though, remained relaxed, as if everything happening had nothing to do with him, which conversely made him more suspicious.
Xiang Chu wore a forced grin as he cupped his fist and asked towards the crowd, "Who here is Young Master Yang?"
Not that he didn't know Yang Kai's name, but he did not dare to ȧssume that he was the Yang Family's Young Lord. Xiang Chu only prayed that the hidden Yang Family Young Lord was amongst his own camp now.
A simple query, yet no one answered.
Yang Kai was surprised for a moment before laughing dryly.
*Ha Ha Ha Ha…*
Looking up into the sky at the still hovering Silver Blood Golden Feather Eagle, a grin slowly appeared on Yang Kai's face.
Lifting his fingers to his mouth, Yang Kai let out a loud whistle.
As if it had received an order, the circling Silver Blood Golden Feather Eagle swiftly responded, folded its wings and dove down towards the ground
Xiang Chu also stared at Yang Kai, dumbstruck and not able to believe what his eyes were seeing.
"Young Master Yang?" Xiang Chu looked at Yang Kai hesitantly, his back covered in cold sweat. He was extremely unwilling, but unable to avoid asking.
In response to Xiang Chu's stuttered inquiry, Yang Kai only gave him a faint glance and then focused his attention on the feathers of the Silver Blood Golden Feathered Eagle on his shoulders.
Although Yang Kai didn't speak, Xiang Chu didn't dare reveal any displeasure even if he felt wronged and resentful, and instead he just stood there with his fists cupped and his head slightly lowered.
Two figures suddenly appeared on the horizon and rapidly approached.
The speed of these two was extremely fast, and the auras permeating from them were formidable. At a glance, it was obvious that they possessed great strength.
The few thousand meters that separated the two groups closed in a flash.
The newcomers were a man and a woman. The man had an imposing figure and cold eyes. A long scar across his face coupled with his imposing impression to give him a sturdy and aggressive look, like a veteran warrior of countless battles.
The woman had a majestic appearance and graceful stature that made it impossible to tell her how old she was. She was a dignified and beautiful woman, with a pair of sharp eyes that seemed to flash with piercing light. There was no melancholy or joy apparent on her perfectly shaped face, only a look of cold indifference.
Every one of the Yang Family's Silver Blood Golden Feather Eagles would be followed by masters from the Yang Family so that, once the Yang Family's Young Lord was found, he could be escorted home safely.
These two newcomers were obviously the ones accompanying this Silver Blood Golden Feather Eagle.
Both of them had a jade talisman on their waists with a blood red "Yang" character inscribed on it.
"Yang Family Blood Warriors!" Fang Lao could not help shouting.
The Yang Family's Blood Warriors had served the Yang Family for many generations and were their most trusted servants. Every one of them was exceptionally talented and had innumerable resources used to train them since birth.
Although their bloodlines weren't as noble as the Young Lords and Young Ladies of the Yang Family, their position and importance was definitely not lower than any of these direct descendants.
The Yang Family had a Grand Elder who had reached the Above Immortal Ascension Boundary who was once one of these Blood Warriors. But now, the Yang Family treated him more as a respected protector. Even if a direct family descendant was to meet him, he would have to greet him respectfully.
Each Yang Family Blood Warrior represented a powerful fighting force, and all of them had the ability to fight ordinary cultivators at least one stage above their own cultivation. Within the same realm, they were basically invincible.
Their most important trait, however, was their undying loyalty; for the Yang Family, none of them would hesitate to give their life.
After all, since childhood, the Yang Family had given them ideological indoctrination to ensure they held the family's benefit above all else. In order to cultivate these warriors, the Yang Family had truly paid an immense price.
"Where is the Young Lord?" The middle-aged man's eagle like eyes swept over the crowd, his expression not changing in the slightest when it examined those from the Nan and Xiang family, as if they were no more consequence than anyone else here.
When he asked this question, the beautiful woman also scanned the crowd, trying to identify the Young Lord they had been sent to retrieve.
Almost everyone's eyes immediately fixed on Yang Kai.
The next moment, the two Blood Warriors also cast their eyes towards him, but after seeing Yang Kai's face and judging his age and cultivation, a tinge of suspicion crept into the expressions.
As Blood Warriors, they had naturally met with all of the Yang Family's Young Lords, so even if they didn't interact with them much, they would still be able to vaguely recognize them.
Both had ȧssumed that with the Silver Blood Golden Feather Eagle, as soon as they found the place where their Young Lord currently resided, as soon as they found a familiar face, they would be able to determine his identity.
But when they saw Yang Kai, they couldn't help feeling a sense of incongruity!
Among the Young Lords whom the Yang Family had sent out for life experience this time, was there one at such a young age? And this appearance, he didn't seem familiar to them.
It was no wonder they would suspect Yang Kai's identity, after all, he was only around twelve years old when he left home and at the time was still no different from an ordinary mortal with no cultivation, but after five years in the outside world Yang Kai had undergone massive changes.
It was only after a long time that the exquisite looking woman suddenly exclaimed, "Little Lord?"
The middle-aged man's vision also contracted tightly, and a wave of shock swept across his heart.
The Little Lord! For this time's life experience, he was the youngest direct descendant sent out, the son of the Yang Family's Fourth Master. But… wasn't it said that the Little Lord was born with a congenital defect and was incapable of cultivating?
The Yang Family had enemies everywhere, so it wouldn't be impossible for someone to take this opportunity to ȧssassinate these scattered Young Lords.
But now that they had found him, how could he be considered an ordinary person? Clearly, this youth was a True Element Boundary Sixth Stage cultivator! Such a realm, although not top tiered amongst his generation, couldn't be considered weak either.
The middle-aged man and the beautiful woman both glanced at each other before their images flashed and they suddenly appeared in front of Yang Kai, immediately sending out an invisible pressure that forced everyone around Yang Kai back several dozen meters.
The Yang Family's overbearing attitude could be seen clearly!
The Hu Sisters who had been forced to retreat couldn't help twitching their lips in annoyance.
"The ones beside me are all my friends." Yang Kai lightly said to the two people before him.
The middle-aged man and the woman both maintained dull expressions, seemingly not taking Yang Kai's words to heart.
Before Yang Kai's true identity was confirmed, the two Blood Warriors wouldn't display any unnecessary courtesy.
"Are you really the Little Lord?" The middle-aged man frowned at Yang Kai and asked firmly.
Yang kai just gave him a drop of blood but didn't say anything.
The woman's eyes flashed before she quickly took out a piece of jade and respectfully held it out with both her hands, accepting a drop of blood with it.
When the drop fell onto the jade, it disappeared instantly, like it had been inhaled. The originally unremarkable jade talisman began emitting a gorgeous glow immediately after.
Only when the blood of a direct descendant of the Yang Family was absorbed by this piece of jade would it radiate such a light.
It has been confirmed!
The middle-aged man and the beautiful women glanced at each other for a moment before kneeling respectfully, "Blood Warrior Tu Feng…"
"Blood Warrior Tang Yu Xian …"
""Have come to receive the Young Lord!"
"Rise!"
Tu Feng and Tang Yu Xian quickly stood up, and when they looked at Yang Kai again, clear signs of appreciation and respect could be seen on their faces.
Because the Yang Family's Fourth Master had been severely wounded that year, the Little Lord had been born with a congenital defect, and the first ten years of his life in the Yang Family had been passed as an ordinary person with no cultivation to speak of, but now he had actually grown to this point.
This meant that in only five years, without any ȧssistance from the Yang Family's resources, he had managed to cultivate to the True Element Boundary Sixth Stage!
Such cultivation speed made even Tu Feng and Tang Yu Xian sigh in admiration. Who would look down upon this Little Lord again?
What's more, this Little Lord was in a very dangerous place right now. This was the front lines of the war with the Ash-Grey Cloud Evil Land. He, as a Young Lord of the Yang Family, dared to come here. His fortitude and courage were obviously not ordinary.
Tu Feng and Tang Yu Xian had secretly thought to themselves that this ȧssignment would be boring and uneventful, but instead, the Little Lord had given them a pleasant surprise the moment they had met him.
Sure enough, the Young Lords of the Yang Family were all incredible talents, not a single one of them could be judged by common sense.
For a moment, both of them stared in admiration.
After observing Yang Kai for a while, Tu Feng took his vision back and lifted his eyes, asking in a deep voice, "Who is in charge here?"
"The Xiang Family…" Tu Feng raised his brow before nodding slightly, "The decisive battle concluded two days ago, so if there are no further problems here we will be leaving together with the Young Lord, if there are still some issues left to be resolved, you may request the Little Lord to have us offer our ȧssistance."
"Junior wouldn't dare!" Xiang Chu was now incredibly anxious to send these Yang Family members far away as quickly as possible, how could he dream of asking them to stay? "There are no remaining issues here and we were also just about to withdraw, Senior does not need to bother with us!"
"En." Tu Feng nodded at Xiang Chu, quite satisfied with the youth's respectful manner, but just as he wanted to take Yang Kai and leave, his eyes suddenly contracted, an explosion of murderous intent suddenly erupting from him.
Tang Yu Xian's pretty face also became ice cold as her eyes fell towards a certain pair of objects on the ground.
"Heh heh…" Tu Feng snickered twice, the scar on his face warping to become even more terrifying as he spoke in an icy voice, "I wondered why the eagle was frightened and kept hovering in the sky instead of landing. I understand now!"
Hearing these words, the Xiang and members all jumped in fright.
Xiang Chu eyes also shot up, suddenly looking towards Yang Kai, finally understanding why Yang Kai had plucked two feathers from the Silver Blood Golden Feather Eagle seemingly for no reason, only to drop them on the ground.
He clearly wanted to frame them!
Tu Feng also showed a fierce grin as he added, "Each of the Yang Family's Silver Blood Golden Feather Eagle is extremely precious and have not come out for quite a long time, now it seems some fools dare harm one of them. Interesting… truly interesting!"
"Respected Senior!" Xiang Chu stepped forward unsteadily, cold sweat dripping down his forehead, only now realizing the depths of Yang Kai's scheme but helpless to avoid it, stuttering as he tried to explain, "It… it was we who had eyes but failed to immediately recognize this Silver Blood Golden Feather Eagle, but I swear to Senior we did not hurt it."
"Didn't recognize it?" Tu Feng coldly snorted, "What use are you eyes even if you have them!?"
Tang Yu Xian followed up, equally aggressively, "Didn't hurt it? Then why are two of its feathers lying here?"
"Uh… that is…" Xiang Chu was speechless.
He knew he couldn't say that it was their Yang Family's Young Lord who pulled them out himself and dropped them there.
The Yang Family's domineering arrogance was well known, and now that they had 'injured' one of their precious eagles, how could they possibly escape here unharmed?
Trying to defend themselves to the Yang Family was tantamount to trying to reason with a beast, utterly pointless.
Wearing a dispirited expression, Xu Lao said, "This was all a misunderstanding; can we not try to resolve this civilly?"
"Hmph, you know what we expect!" Tu Feng sneered dismissively.
"Haa…" A faint sigh came from the two old men as they both closed their eyes with helplessness painted all over their faces.
Slashing their True Qi blades, with a flash of light, two arms from the elbow down were severed as blood splashed out onto the ground.
As soon as the deed was done, the two old men's faces became pale as they quickly used their True Qi to seal their wounds, one of them trembling as he looked towards Tu Feng, "Sir, is this to your satisfaction?"
All the disciples from the various second-class Sects were astonished.
Although they had all long heard of the Yang Family's overbearing nature, but they had never thought that they were aggressive to such a degree. A single question from one of their Blood Warriors had forced two masters to sacrifice an arm!
Those were two Immortal Ascension Boundary Seventh or Eighth Stage masters! Had they come from their Sects, they would have been honoured Elders who could stand shoulder to shoulder with their Sect Masters.
But now, they had actually been bullied to such an extent, yet didn't dare to resist in the slightest.
It wasn't until this moment that these second-class Sect talents truly understood. What was the Yang Family? What did the title of leader of the Eight Great Families mean? With such deep heritage and strength, even first-class Sects were simply trash before them.
"Little Lord, we will be waiting for you over there," Tu Feng said casually. Even though he had the appearance of a muscle brain, his wits were actually quite sharp, understanding that Yang Kai and his friends still had things left to say, so he voluntarily withdrew along with Tang Yu Xian first.
When the only ones left were the members of Blood Battle Gang and Storm Hall, Yang Kai discovered that these people were all giving him a weird look. He didn't care.
If anything he care about is, Hu Jiao Er's beautiful face actually had a bit of anger about it.
"Is there anything you'd like to ask?" Yang Kai rubbed his nose as he looked at the Hu Sisters.
Hu Mei Er licked her parched lips, obviously wanting to ask many things but unsure of where to start.
However, before her little sister could compose herself, Hu Jiao Er firmly declared, "No!"
"Ah…" Yang Kai asked again bringing his face to hers "Are you sure?"
Before Hu Jiao Er could think anything else, suddenly Yang Kai came close to her face and kissed her on the lips.
"Mmmmhhn" Hu Jiao Er's eyes widen, but she couldn't do anything other than moaning her struggle were just stepping stones for his "Perfect Plan".
"What are you doing! You shameless bastard!" Hu Jiao Er blushed before mercilessly shot him down before signalling to her sister with her eyes, "Go on then, go back to your home!"
The wind swept through Yang Kai's black hair as he stood there watching the dozen or so members of Blood Battle Gang and Storm Hall set out. There were two young women amongst them who looked back from time to time until they had disappeared into the distance.
A moment later, like a pair of ghosts, Tu Feng and Tang Yu Xian appeared beside Yang Kai and waited quietly.
"Let's go"