Chapter 85: Xia Jiuyou

Although you are one of the Ji family's three great young experts, to say you could fight an Ancient Holy Body is still somewhat lacking, isn't it?

Tu Fei sat not far away; upon hearing the woman's identity, he felt somewhat displeased.

He and Ye Fan were friends, but the Ji family was openly hunting Ye Fan, so he naturally had no fondness for the Ji family.

Heh, the Ancient Holy Body is just a big name; he killed my Ji family's Supreme Elder, so of course I must capture and kill him.

Ji Biyue covered her mouth and laughed lightly, her tone frivolous, having long regarded Ye Fan as her prey.

At the stairwell, a very rhythmic footstep sound came, as if echoing in everyone's hearts upstairs, making their hearts race.

Everyone felt as if their throats were being choked, a suffocating sensation.

What Ancient Holy Body, what invincibility among peers? In my view, it's just a country dog; if I ever meet him, I'll drag him back as a slave.

A boy of thirteen or fourteen stepped forward, his lips red and teeth white, his eyes like bright black gems, very handsome, a truly graceful youth.

The boy's beauty was almost monstrous, yet his words were impolite, causing many to frown.

Behind him followed two old men in gray robes, their aged backs unable to straighten, stooped forward.

Who are you? At such a young age, you're so arrogant; I don't know how your family educated you.

Everyone could see his background was extraordinary, yet his demeanor still drew dissatisfaction from many.

Could it be that I'm wrong?

The boy glanced askance at the speaker, his tone cold.

At such a young age, you're like this, and not humble; know that many heavenly prodigies die young.

What did you say?

The boy let out a soft hum, and instantly a sound wave surged forth, striking people's minds like a great bell, leaving their chests feeling heavy.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Holy Body was not limited by heaven and earth; if you were alive then, would you still dare to say such things?

Tu Fei couldn't bear it any longer, speaking out mockingly; as the grandson of a great bandit, he feared not even the Holy Son of the Holy Land, let alone some unknown child.

The Ancient Holy Body is merely mythologized; even tens of thousands of years ago, it wasn't necessarily invincible among peers.

The boy's tone remained cold; with just a few words, he belittled the Ancient Holy Body as worthless.

If I ever encounter him, I will certainly capture the Ye-surnamed one as a slave, making him kneel at my feet.

Great idea, I had the same intention!

Ji Biyue's eyes and brows curved; tall as she was, her smile held an inexplicable allure.

"You want to compete with me for a slave?" the boy said, displeased, his brows knitting as he sized up the woman.

"As the saying goes, the capable get it; whoever captures him first makes him their slave."

The two kept talking about slaves; even Ye Fan couldn't help but want to beat them up badly—if not for being in the Holy City, he would have struck immediately.

"I don't even know where you, a country bumpkin, come from, acting so arrogantly, unafraid that the wind might snap your tongue."

Tu Fei gave them a white-eyed look; his straightforward nature couldn't tolerate repression, and their words made him flare up in anger.

"Xia Jiuyou."

The boy arrogantly uttered those few words, gave a glance, and the old man beside him immediately poured him a cup.

"I've never heard of it, but I have heard of Gai Jiuyou."

Gai Jiuyou, already famous across the Eastern Wasteland thousands of years ago, possessed extraordinary talent, rarely seen; if not for the Qing Emperor attaining emperorship a step ahead of him, he might have succeeded in proving the Dao. "Rest assured, my name will soon spread throughout the Eastern Wasteland."

Xia Jiuyou's eyes were like black gems, shooting out two terrifying beams of light.

"Those who want to kill the Holy Body are naturally many, after all, the temptation of ten thousand catties of Source is still great."

Ten thousand catties of Source, to ordinary people, is an astronomical figure; aside from the Holy Land's great sects, truly few can produce it.

"Whether there is Source or not doesn't matter to me; I haven't yet reached that point. Mainly, I've heard the Holy Body's blood has miraculous effects; capturing it to make medicine would also be good."

Xia Jiuyou's attitude was indifferent; for him, capturing Ye Fan as a slave or refining him into Holy Medicine would be more interesting, and he cared nothing else.

"Empty talk proves nothing; if you truly encounter the Holy Body, you can say this later."

Ye Fan could no longer bear it; this person is truly arrogant, either wanting to capture him for medicine or make him a slave, speaking as if anyone could trample him.

"Exactly, even if the Ancient Holy Body is not the best, it hasn't fallen to such a state."

"The Holy Body can only reach the Dao Palace; as far as I know, he has never lost in battle."

Others upstairs echoed the sentiment; they also couldn't tolerate Xia Jiuyou's arrogance at such a young age.

"If what you say is true, the Holy Body's essence blood could be refined into Holy Medicine; then wouldn't the Holy Body Dao Embryo be even more effective? Why don't you seek him out?"

"Who knows who brought up Yang Zhu, but the formerly lively tavern fell silent in an instant, and afterward everyone gazed at Xia Jiuyou with interest."

"Holy Body Dao Embryo Yang Zhu is not Ye Fan; he is overwhelmingly domineering. With his Dao Palace cultivation, he cut down Four Extremes Peak experts in the Southern Ridge and even destroyed a faction."

"After returning to the Eastern Wasteland, he only needed a few rounds to suppress and kill the Ji family's Divine Body, leaving them no power to resist, striking fear into the world."

"In the Eastern Wasteland, most people are pessimistic about the Holy Body, doubtful; yet since the Holy Body Dao Embryo appeared, no one has dared to be arrogant."

"..."

"Upon hearing Yang Zhu's name, Ji Biyue clenched her silver teeth against her red lips, unsure whether from excitement or fear, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably."

"Hearing this, Xia Jiuyou couldn't help but frown, clearly somewhat hesitant, after all he didn't dare to directly belittle Yang Zhu."

"The Holy Body Dao Embryo is indeed powerful, but perhaps not invincible, right?"

"Under the gaze of so many, Xia Jiuyou didn't want to lose face; his tone was neutral, merely lacking the previous confidence."

"Not necessarily invincible? If you're unconvinced, go challenge him; his blood is absolutely several times better than the Holy Body's!"

"Tu Fei seized the rare opportunity, shouting loudly from the side."

"As for Yang Zhu, he's not worried at all; he could shatter Four Extremes Peak experts with a single palm, let alone a little brat."

"The Yaoguang Holy Son wouldn't dare oppose him, and the Ji family's Divine Body was suppressed and killed; who then could be his match?"

"The Golden Winged Xiaopeng King's strength can rival the Yaoguang Holy Son's, yet in the Li City Ancient Tomb, Yang Zhu struck him with one hand, inflicting grave injuries, breaking his tendons and bones, nearly killing him."

"Upon these words, other cultivators echoed in agreement; although Yang Zhu said nothing, everyone could see that among today's heavenly prodigies, he hardly has any rivals."

"Since they are all holy bodies, if I get the chance I definitely want to try using them to refine medicine."

Xia Jiuyou, being young, spoke of being high-spirited and arrogant; naturally he would not bow his head and yield before the crowd.

"Young man, you are still too arrogant."

Yang Zhu slowly spoke up, this person has repeatedly insulted the holy body; how could one say that in his physique, half of it is holy body blood?

Insulting the ancient holy body, isn't that also insulting him? (End of chapter)