Chapter 1677: Unknown Danger

As for Seeing Xiao Yifeng, regarding Bei Mingyuan's doubts, he merely offered a faint smile, then turned and left. He understood that Bei Mingyuan needed time to accept and digest this information.

Bei Mingyuan finally broke the silence one evening, "Young Master Seeing Xiao, what exactly do you want?"

Seeing Xiao Yifeng looked at him, a smile curling his lips, "I simply want you to know that we are not weaklings."

"You gave me the secret manual to prove this?" Bei Mingyuan asked.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng shook his head, "No, that was merely a gift I gave you."

"A gift?" Bei Mingyuan frowned.

"Yes, a gift." Seeing Xiao Yifeng smiled at him, "The gift I gave you is to let you know that our family's secret manual is not invincible."

Bei Mingyuan fell silent for a moment, then laughed, "I understand, Young Master Seeing Xiao."

He stood up and walked out of the great hall. Black Moon followed behind him, and the two vanished into the night.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng watched their retreating figures, understanding in his heart that this contest had only just begun. Although he had given Bei Mingyuan the secret manual, he knew this was merely a small skirmish between them. The true contest still lay ahead.

He would lead his family forward. No matter how many difficulties and challenges lay ahead, he would not retreat. For he was the Young Master of the Seeing Xiao family, the one who could lead the family forward.

In the days that followed, the interaction between Seeing Xiao Yifeng and Bei Mingyuan was like two parallel lines, each moving on its own course.

After obtaining the secret manual, Bei Mingyuan, despite his many doubts, secretly devoted himself to studying it. He knew that Seeing Xiao Yifeng would not be a fool to hand over the secret manual so easily. He must have deeper plans.

One late night, Bei Mingyuan opened the secret manual again. Gazing at the Famen that were both familiar and strange, a light flickered in his eyes. Suddenly, he frowned and closed the manual.

Just then, Black Moon's voice sounded at the door, "Young Master, guests have arrived."

Bei Mingyuan nodded slightly, "Invite them in."

Black Moon received the order and left, while Bei Mingyuan quietly watched the doorway. Shortly after, two guests entered the great hall. Bei Mingyuan gazed at them, a faint smile rising on his face.

"Young Master Seeing Xiao, what a rare guest," he said.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng smiled, "Young Master Bei Ming, we are simply here to discuss a transaction."

"Oh? What transaction?" Bei Mingyuan asked.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng glanced at him, a smile curling his lips, "Our family has some items I wish to exchange with you."

"What items?" Bei Mingyuan asked curiously.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng smiled mysteriously, "This, we shall discuss after you have seen it."

He clapped his hands, and a subordinate entered carrying a wooden box. Seeing Xiao Yifeng opened the box, and a fresh scent wafted to his nose. Inside lay a white fruit, emitting a faint luminescence.

Bei Mingyuan looked at the fruit, a hint of doubt and surprise flashing in his eyes, "This is...?"

"This is our family's treasure, named 'Spirit Fruit'," Seeing Xiao Yifeng explained. "It possesses powerful vitality and can enhance one's cultivation."

Bei Mingyuan fell silent for a moment, "Spirit Fruit?"

He examined the fruit, his eyes flashing with doubt and greed. He knew that for his family, this fruit would be a treasure beyond price. Although he harbored some doubts, he also knew he could not easily miss this opportunity.

"What do you want in exchange?" he asked.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng smiled mysteriously, "I want an ancient text from your family."

Bei Mingyuan frowned, "An ancient text? Which one?"

Seeing Xiao Yifeng smiled mysteriously, "This, we shall discuss after you have seen it."

Bei Mingyuan fell silent for a moment, then nodded, "Very well, I agree."

After Bei Mingyuan agreed, Seeing Xiao Yifeng smiled, then waved his hand to Si Shiyi. Black Moon nodded, stepped forward, and handed the wooden box in his hand to Bei Mingyuan.

Bei Mingyuan took the wooden box, gazing at the luminescent Spirit Fruit, his heart full of doubt. He examined it for a while, then looked up at Seeing Xiao Yifeng, "Can this Spirit Fruit truly enhance cultivation?"

Seeing Xiao Yifeng nodded, "I guarantee this Spirit Fruit is our family's treasure; it possesses powerful vitality and can help you break through your cultivation bottleneck."

Hearing this, Bei Mingyuan felt some joy in his heart. He clearly understood he had reached a bottleneck and needed a breakthrough. He decided to trust Seeing Xiao Yifeng, after all, their contest had only just begun.

He nodded, then walked out of the great hall. Black Moon followed behind him, and the two vanished into the night.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng watched their retreating figures, understanding in his heart that this contest had only just begun. He would lead his family forward. No matter how many difficulties and challenges lay ahead, he would not retreat. For he was the Young Master of the Seeing Xiao family, the one who could lead the family forward.

In the days that followed, Bei Mingyuan continued studying the ancient text. He discovered the martial arts recorded in the text were extremely profound, some even ones he had never seen before. He studied it carefully, constantly pondering its mysteries.

Meanwhile, Seeing Xiao Yifeng was actively preparing for battle. He knew Bei Mingyuan would not surrender easily. He must make complete preparations to avoid failure at the critical moment.

In this contest, the two young men displayed different wisdom and courage. They both fought for their families, striving for victory.

Time passed quietly, and this contest finally reached its final decisive battle. In the center of the great hall, the two stood facing each other.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng smiled, "Young Master Bei Ming, are you ready?"

Bei Mingyuan also smiled, "Young Master Seeing Xiao, so are you."

They simultaneously released their aura, and the presence of a strong person spread throughout the great hall. Their gazes met, as if engaging in a silent contest.

In the great hall, the auras of the two grew increasingly intense, as if two massive Shanfeng were colliding. The surrounding atmosphere seemed to solidify, and even time appeared to slow its pace.

Suddenly, Bei Mingyuan leaped, instantly appearing before Seeing Xiao Yifeng. He thrust a fist, and a powerful force tore through the air, smashing toward Seeing Xiao Yifeng's chest.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng remained unmoved, shifted his foot, and easily dodged the strike. He countered with a sword, the sword qi like a rainbow, piercing straight for Bei Mingyuan's chest.

A hint of surprise flashed in Bei Mingyuan's eyes, then he sneered, sidestepped, and dodged this fatal strike. He flipped his palm, and a fierce palm wind swept toward Seeing Xiao Yifeng.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng showed no fear, stomped his foot, and rushed toward Bei Mingyuan like lightning. The sword in his hand danced out arcs of light, intercepting all of Bei Mingyuan's attacks.

Their figures crossed in the great hall, sword qi and palm wind colliding, producing a series of deafening roars. Their attacks grew increasingly fierce, shattering all the furnishings in the great hall.

Just then, Bei Mingyuan suddenly let out a loud shout, and a layer of black light instantly surged around his body. He flashed his figure, moving so fast it was impossible to see clearly.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng felt a powerful force surge from behind, and immediately was struck back by Bei Mingyuan's palm. He retreated several steps, his expression becoming solemn.

"This is... Shadow Demon Art?" he thought silently.

He clearly felt that Bei Mingyuan's aura contained a dark power, instilling fear in the heart. This power seemed to come from the abyss, powerful and violent.

Bei Mingyuan looked coldly at Seeing Xiao Yifeng, "This is our family's secret technique; you should have thought of it earlier."

Seeing Xiao Yifeng said nothing; he felt unprecedented pressure.

Although Bei Mingyuan's aura was much stronger than before, Seeing Xiao Yifeng did not give up.

He knew this contest concerned not only his personal honor, but also the dignity and honor of the entire Seeing Xiao family.

He took a deep breath, raising his aura to its utmost limit. A layer of cyan light floated around his body, as if merging with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

In his hand, he gripped a cyan long sword, which instantly transformed into countless sword shadows, sweeping toward Bei Mingyuan.

Bei Mingyuan, expressionless, raised a hand and waved; a black qi wall blocked all those sword shadows.

He stepped forward and unleashed a heavy punch, the immense power seeming ready to tear the space apart.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng's figure flashed, narrowly dodging the strike. He reversed his grip on the sword and thrust again at Bei Mingyuan.

Bei Mingyuan sneered coldly; a black light shield floated around his body, appearing like an impregnable defense.

A sharp glint flashed in Seeing Xiao Yifeng's eyes; he gripped the sword with both hands, exerting all his strength, and thrust fiercely at that black light shield.

"Boom!"

The sword qi and the black light shield collided, producing a deafening roar.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng felt his sword qi completely absorbed by that black light shield, failing to inflict the slightest harm on Bei Mingyuan.

He thought silently in his heart: "What formidable defense!"

Despite this, Seeing Xiao Yifeng showed no sign of retreat; he swung his sword again and charged forward.

Bei Mingyuan's expression did not change; his figure flashed, instantly appearing behind Seeing Xiao Yifeng. He struck out with a palm, the immense power directly blasting Seeing Xiao Yifeng flying away.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng fell to the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He thought silently in his heart: "This won't work if it continues."

He felt his strength was far inferior to Bei Mingyuan's; that black light shield seemed like an unsolvable defense, impossible to break.

At that moment, he suddenly recalled the pill the mysterious old man had given him before entering the ruin. At the time, he had paid it no mind, but now it seemed only that one pill offered a chance to turn the tables.

His heart stirred; he immediately took out that pill from his spatial ring.

Seeing Bei Mingyuan saw Seeing Xiao Yifeng pull out a pill and sneered coldly: "Seeing Xiao Yifeng, do you think you still have a chance to turn the tables?"

Seeing Xiao Yifeng said nothing; after swallowing that pill, he immediately felt warmth throughout his body, as if boundless power surged forth.

His aura climbed continuously, his breath growing ever stronger. The surrounding spiritual energy automatically rushed into his body, allowing him to rapidly recover from his injuries.

After a short while, he felt he had returned to his peak state. He raised his head to look at Bei Mingyuan, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.