Chapter 65

Little Moon

The Queen Mother of the West softly called to the Yaochi Holy Maiden guarding outside the door, gave a few brief instructions, and had them follow Yang Zhu together.

Little Moon understood.

The Yaochi Holy Maiden nodded in assent, her beautiful eyes glancing at Yang Zhu; she, who is usually detached from worldly affairs, rarely felt a ripple.

He does not like to get involved in disputes, maintaining a friendly goodwill toward almost everyone, and toward Yang Zhu it is the same, yet somewhat different.

Whether due to his overly handsome appearance or his physique, the few days she spent beside Yang Zhu, she would often stare at him in a daze.

Several times, only after Yang Zhu's reminder did she snap out of it, slightly embarrassed.

(Wushi: Rest assured, I've got this!) "Let's go."

Okay.

The two walked off side by side, one bearing an elegant, jade-like aura, the other possessing peerless beauty; at first glance they seemed quite a match.

……

Chaoyang City.

Just as the night was dispelling the darkness, the first ray of dawn broke through the gloom, shining upon this red land, and it quickly became lively.

The time has finally arrived; I've been itching with anticipation!

Long awaited, this day has finally come!

Chaoyang City instantly boiled over, divine rainbows shooting up into the sky, rushing toward the distance.

Ji Haoyue had set the battlefield on a plain a few hundred li outside the city; the tiny Curved Isle could not withstand their turmoil.

Hehe, there are so many people; if you beat your maternal uncle to death, wouldn't you be upset?

The Black Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, smirking lewdly; he naturally had heard of Ye Fan's close relationship with the Ji family's Little Moon, and he laughed in a vulgar manner.

Can you stop always making sarcastic remarks?

Ye Fan wanted to punch him, but after thinking it over he decided against it; in the end he wouldn't gain any advantage anyway.

Ye Fan appeared calm on the surface, but his heart inevitably tightened.

He had witnessed Yang Zhu's methods; although Ji Haoyue is also strong, he believes it would be difficult to become Yang Zhu's opponent.

Ji Yunfeng could fight Ye Fan with give and take, yet Yang Zhu slew him with a single hand, as easily as cutting melons and slicing vegetables.

If Ji Haoyue were truly slain, Ye Fan would also find it hard to escape involvement, and at that point he and the Ji family would truly reach an irreconcilable state.

The Ji family has many strong ones suppressing here, but Yang Zhu possesses the Travel secret, making them unable to do anything to him.

Ye Fan, could what he's saying be true? Is Yang Zhu really that strong?

Tu Fei still thought the big black dog was as arrogant as usual, but noticing the change in Ye Fan's expression, he was momentarily stunned.

Ye Fan's expression was very solemn: 'Back when I, the Yaochi Holy Maiden, and the Yaoguang Holy Child entered the Primordial Ancient Mine, we were chased up and down by a mysterious creature.'

However, when Yang Zhu encountered that creature, his first thought was not to flee but to act directly, even frightening the creature away.

This...

After hearing that, Tu Fei opened his mouth, babbling, unable to get a word out for a long time.

The weight of the Primordial Ancient Mine is beyond doubt; its creatures are obviously terrifying, yet……

Do you think I'm joking with you? Let me tell you frankly: none of these holy children of the Eastern Wasteland are a match for him.

The Black Emperor's eyes glowed with a faint green light, leaving Tu Fei dazed for a moment.

Losing isn't something to be overly discouraged about; look at this Ji family kid, he can barely hold out for ten rounds, yet there's still a decent chance.

Ye Fan didn't want to dwell on this matter, changing the subject: 'How are the preparations for the grand formation? Do we have confidence?'

They naturally came prepared; if intercepted midway, it would be over, so they prepared escape formation patterns.

Hearing this, the Black Emperor was quite displeased: 'What nonsense is this? My actions are absolutely reliable!'

……

……

Ye Fan and Tu Fei stared at each other, full of disbelief; to truly believe the big black dog's words would be strange.

'Look, the Ji family people are here!' someone in the crowd shouted; everyone turned toward the sound and saw Ji Haoyue, escorted by several elders, arriving from the horizon.

The Eastern Wasteland divine body is indeed powerful; even from this far away, one can feel its formidable fighting spirit!

Ji Haoyue was clad in stillness like a bright moon, purple robes fluttering, his temperament transcendent and unworldly, as if an endless halo surrounded him.

His gaze was terrifying; despite making no move, he still exerted a powerful oppression—this is the terror of the Eastern Wasteland divine body.

Ziyue...

Ye Fan's gaze swept over Ji Haoyue's entourage, noticing at the end Ji Ziyue.

She ought to have been confined to the Ji family, but hearing that Ji Haoyue was to battle Yang Zhu, she insisted on coming out to see it no matter what.

Ye Fan...

The Ji family's Little Moon seemed to sense something; amidst the vast crowd, their eyes met Ye Fan's, they understood each other without words.

The Yaoguang Holy Child and Yaoguang Holy Maiden have also arrived!

……

That is... Jiang Yi Fei of the Jiang family! The one most likely to inherit the family headship in the future.

From time to time, news arrived; one after another, renowned prodigies of the Eastern Wasteland arrived, giving an idea of the great impact.

The Peacock King has arrived!

The Peacock King appears as a youth, slender in build, with a clean and handsome appearance, bright eyes, yet the aura emanating from him is extremely terrifying.

Recently, the Peacock King's fame has skyrocketed; he slew a supreme elder of the Ji family, prompting the Ji family to issue a kill order that very day.

The Ji family patriarch himself even left seclusion, vowing to slay a great demon of the monster race.

Afterward he went to intercept the Yaoguang Holy Lord; the two battled for three days and three nights, ending in a draw, his reputation resounding.

One should know that the Holy Land Holy Lord is the person of highest status in the Eastern Wasteland, and is respected.

More and more people flocked to this direction, and in less than an hour they numbered several thousand.

Ji Haoyue crossed his arms, his expression arrogant, his gaze fixed firmly on the distance.

"Are you confident?" the elder behind him asked.

"I don't know, let's give it a try."

"Brother Haoyue, do you have to fight? Can't you avoid it?"

Ji Little Moon cast a worried glance; she was in the Grand Mystery Sect, and she personally witnessed the marvel that Ji Haoyue took pride in being shattered by Yang Zhu—that scene remains deeply etched in her memory.

"Once spoken, words cannot be taken back, and I fear no one."

Hearing this, Little Moon could only bite her red lip; she understood her brother's nature, and what he decided would never be changed.

"Why hasn't the Holy Body Dao Fetus arrived yet?"

"Wait a bit longer; it hasn't been that long."

Unlike other great battles, almost no one among the spectators dared to say things like "Is he scared?"

The Holy Body Dao Fetus is formidable; they have all heard of it, and compared to Ye Fan's Holy Body, it is even stronger—who would dare to speak disrespectfully? "Jiang Yi Fei, who do you think will win?"

The Shaking Light Holy Son stood with the other prodigies, and he asked.

"Hard to say; anything is possible."

Jiang Yi Fei had his own answer in mind, but the seasoned and steady him naturally would not speak it out.

"I think it's Yang Zhu."

The Purple Mansion Holy Maiden also came; as an Innate Dao Fetus, she would naturally not miss it.

She was very confident in her physique, believing she would certainly not lose to a Divine Body.

The situation was exactly thus; the West Queen Mother, who possessed this physique, successfully proved the Dao, which sufficiently demonstrates the strength of the Innate Dao Fetus physique.

"They've come."

At that moment the Peacock King spoke, and the previously bustling field fell instantly silent as everyone turned their gaze in the same direction.

(End of chapter)