Chapter 55

Five days later, when the final stroke was completed, Yang Zhu finally exhaled deeply.

The silver plate returned to his hand; looking at the incomplete, profound formation patterns on it, he silently nodded.

It took several days, and he only managed to recreate less than a tenth of it, but that was enough to unleash a terrifying power that could shake the heavens.

He dropped a drop of blood onto the silver stone plate; it seeped in from the surface, leaving his imprint.

From now on, aside from Yang Zhu, no one can successfully activate this killing formation.

After a final glance, Yang Zhu left lightly.

"How is it? Was it successful?"

The big black dog hurried over, impatiently asking for the result; he, through observing these days, has become ever more proficient in formation arts.

"Yes, but only a corner is missing."

Upon receiving the affirmative reply, the big black dog let out an aow and was very excited.

"Woof! Just do it a few more times; if we add another imperial formation, crushing them is just a matter of time!"

"You dead dog, what are you talking about?" Ye Fan was completely bewildered.

"Even if I told you, you wouldn't understand; some things are better left unasked, it's no good for you."

Hearing that, the big black dog immediately put on a face, feigning profundity, looking like an old Daoist with countless experiences.

They originally came for the gathering, but unexpectedly encountered the Ruthless Person's Daoist temple; after some exploration they discovered a hidden paradise, quite a fruitful gain.

Ye Fan cultivates the Source Heavenly Book, and he also has considerable insight into formations; he likewise gained something.

"We've got the thing; let's go."

When leaving, Yang Zhu waved his hand; a formation pattern from his subordinates quickly restored the entrance below, preventing others from discovering it.

They returned via the original entrance they came from; shortly after leaving the Duan Mountain, they saw many divine rainbows streaking across the sky, apparently heading for the tallest Duan Mountain.

"The gathering seems to be opening in these two days."

According to the earlier gathered news, the gathering's start time is today; since it's aimed at Ye Fan, he very much wants to go and see.

Yang Zhu actually isn't very interested in the gathering; said to be a meeting of young talents from Quzhou, in his eyes it's nothing special—he could swat away a whole group with a casual wave.

"Then let's go take a look."

Since Ye Fan wants to go, Yang Zhu might as well accompany him; after all, it's no big deal.

"Tsk tsk, you brat, stealing others' imperial scriptures—it would be strange if you weren't being hunted!"

The big black dog grinned smugly, wearing a look as if watching a show.

"I say, can you stop always making sarcastic remarks? It's as if you're hoping I'll get into trouble."

Ye Fan was angry and wanted to punch him twice, but knowing he wouldn't gain the upper hand, he could only suppress his impulse.

These two days, the Yun Duan Mountain Range is no longer desolate; it suddenly became lively, with divine rainbows occasionally flying across the sky, silhouettes dotted about, almost all young cultivators.

In the central region of the range, there is a Duan Mountain with an extremely flat cut surface, as if sliced by a peerless weapon, forming a huge platform.

The three headed toward the central Duan Mountain; Heihuang was very conspicuous among them, drawing many strange glances along the way.

"Ordinary folks would surely be captivated by this emperor's divine, jade-like appearance."

The big black dog's face didn't redden nor his heart race; he was very pleased with his appearance.

"......"

Ye Fan glanced at Heihuang, then at Yang Zhu, and shook his head helplessly.

Yang Zhu has an otherworldly aura; the panda definitely lives up to the description of divine jade-like grace, elegant as an immortal.

As for the big black dog, he has nothing to do with those four characters! "I say, what do you mean, kid? Could it be that this emperor isn't suave and debonair?"

Heihuang pressed for an answer, but Ye Fan, worried about being bitten by the dog, said nothing and just smiled.

The open space on Duan Mountain gathered many young cultivators, all of them top talents of the younger generation from Quzhou.

Five-colored divine light sliced the sky as a jade vessel flew in, descending from the heavens, with powerful divine power undulating.

The flying vessel landed on Duan Mountain; instantly the crowd erupted in noise, signifying the arrival of an important figure.

"They are heroes of the Ji family, and also from the Yaoguang Holy Land."

"Indeed, a transcendent power with a long heritage; their young disciples are so strong it's shocking!"

Everyone chatted excitedly, instantly surrounding the place; like stars holding up the moon, they clustered before the divine vessel, all hoping to gain favor.

If one could forge a connection and join them as a disciple, it couldn't be better; who wouldn't want to join a power with tens of thousands of years of heritage? Yang Zhu and the others stood where they were, not stepping forward.

"Gentlemen, why don't you go up to greet them? Those are people from the Ji family and the Yaoguang Holy Land."

Someone noticed their behavior, felt surprised, and kindly reminded them.

"What are they, that I should go greet them?"

Yang Zhu ignored them; Ye Fan spoke, completely indifferent.

After hearing the news of the gathering, Ye Fan wanted to come here to cause a stir, to turn things upside down; otherwise the Ji family would really think he had no temper and would only hide! When Ye Fan spoke, he deliberately raised his volume, making sure those on the flying vessel could hear.

Upon hearing that, everyone looked over; many were surprised, not expecting anyone to dare be so disrespectful to the ancient aristocratic family.

A disciple of the Ji family frowned slightly and said, "This is the gathering of young cultivators from Quzhou, meant for exchanging the Way; sir, why are you acting this way?"

"I merely spoke the truth; may I ask what's wrong with that?"

Faced with the questioning, Ye Fan was utterly unafraid and on the spot refuted the other's face.

"What you said is correct; it's just the ancient aristocratic family—what's so great about it?"

Heihuang also usually dislikes the ways of these great sects, giving them no face at all.

"For no reason you insult my Ji family; I don't know why, but do you know the consequences?"

The Ji family disciple stood upright and righteous, placing himself on the side of justice.

"Where do you come from, cultivator? Do you even know who these people are? You're oblivious to the heights of heaven and depths of earth."

Someone chimed in, hoping to put on a good show in front of the ancient aristocratic family.

This dog spirit is the one you brought, right? How could such a grand gathering allow this sort of trash to come along?

The big black dog had just been speaking energetically; hearing this, its face turned black with anger, and its square forehead was filled with black lines.

Woof! Impudent, you lot aren't even worthy to be this king's pet!

The big black dog bared a mouthful of snow-white teeth; how could it, being naturally proud-spirited and extraordinarily dignified, tolerate such contempt?

His lungs were about to explode from anger; he wished he could tear the speaker apart.

This dog has truly become a spirit, its mouth full of foul language.

Someone looked at the big black dog's lowly appearance and couldn't help but frown.

Damn it! A bunch of trash dare to look down on this king; this king sees you as being annoyingly alive!

The big black dog dropped the act, shifting to the size of a calf; its whole body shone with black fur, and its eyes glowed with a dim green light, looking quite eerie.

Who exactly are you, and why have you come here to cause trouble?

The Ji clan's disciple had a solemn expression; in his view, Ye Fan and the black dog couldn't stir up much trouble, so he didn't take it to heart.

He thought, who would dare provoke the ancient noble clan? That's no different from seeking death! (End of chapter)