Chapter 72

"Strength..."

"I'm still too weak."

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, his two rows of teeth nearly biting his lips until they bled.

He stared fixedly at the receding figures of Yun Yi and Lei Dong, his hands subconsciously clenching tightly into fists.

His knuckles turned white from the force, the veins on the backs of his hands like twisted little snakes, bulging high.

At this moment, endless helplessness and resentment surged wildly in his heart like a raging tide.

This feeling was exactly the same as the stifling frustration and anger when he went to the Yun Lan Sect three times, making his chest feel stuffy, almost unable to breathe.

He took a deep breath, firmly suppressing the emotions in his heart that were about to explode.

Then he lowered his head and took a step, stepping into that space gate emitting light.

On the other side, Yun Yi and Lei Dong walked side by side.

At this moment, Lei Dong turned his head slightly, his gaze blazing, staring fixedly at Yun Yi, his eyes as if burning with a flame.

Extremely fierce.

As if unable to wait, Lei Dong spoke up to invite, "Yun Yi, if there's a chance, would you be willing to spar with me?"

The reason Lei Dong suddenly acted this way was not because he had previously known Yun Yi.

Rather, it stemmed from Xun Er's slightly prankish action that time.

Just last year, the Thunder Clan had sent envoys to the Ancient Clan for a marriage alliance.

They were determined to arrange a marriage between Lei Dong and a young lady of the Ancient Clan.

However, Xun Er refused on the spot without the slightest hesitation.

But at that time, Xun Er had a sudden inspiration, a trace of cunning at the corner of her mouth, and half-jokingly mentioned Yun Yi's matter.

Saying that if Lei Dong could defeat Yun Yi head-on, this marriage, she could consider considering it.

Once these words were spoken, a seed was planted in Lei Dong's heart.

Even the Thunder Clan secretly investigated Yun Yi's identity.

"Spar? Not interested!"

Yun Yi didn't even turn his head, his steps not stopping as he continued walking.

In his eyes, sparring was purely a waste of time.

"What, are you afraid of losing to me?"

Lei Dong's personality was very straightforward.

He didn't have those roundabout thoughts; even using provocation was this stiff.

"Why do you have to spar with me?"

Yun Yi still walked unhurriedly, then turned his face to look at Lei Dong.

"No reason! I just want to exchange a few moves with you!"

Lei Dong puffed out his chest and said loudly.

Even he didn't want to mention the embarrassment of his marriage proposal being rejected in front of so many people.

"Alright then, I'll grant your wish."

"But not in the Gu Jie!"

The corner of Yun Yi's mouth curved up slightly; this Lei Dong's personality, to Yun Yi, wasn't considered detestable.

But he didn't want to spar in this Gu Jie, under the gaze of so many pairs of eyes.

To be surrounded and watched like monkeys at that time.

Afterwards, the two entered the Gu Jie together.

The moment they stepped in, from the distant horizon, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded.

Immediately, everyone could see a thick mass of dark clouds surging over.

"That is..."

Yun Yi narrowed his eyes, and after a moment revealed a trace of surprise.

"Flying warships?"

That mass of dark clouds was actually condensed by ten warships flying in the sky.

Dark clouds coiled around the warships.

Looking from afar, it was as if the warships drove the dark clouds, carrying thunder and lightning as they came; this momentum was spectacular!

"Worthy of the Ancient Clan... to actually have such means!"

"In the whole of Zhongzhou, I'm afraid there aren't many forces capable of such ability!"

Xiao Yan sighed in his heart.

At this time, the dark clouds brought sky-filling thunder as they came, and an aged voice transmitted down from the lead warship.

"Esteemed guests, please board the ship."

Then the dark clouds churned, actually forming a pitch-black cloud staircase!

Yun Yi and Lei Dong together, calmly boarded the ship.

Xiao Yan and the others could only wait until Yun Yi and them had all gone up before daring to move.

As the warship advanced, they arrived at the Ancient Holy Mountain Range.

Yun Yi looked out; he saw mountain ranges undulating, continuous without end, peak after peak piercing the heavens, as if pillars holding up heaven and earth.

The Qi in the mountain range was so rich it was like substance, the mist formed from it winding among the mountains.

Yun Yi looked at the scene before him, sensing the aura in his soul, and couldn't help but exclaim, "In the Ancient Clan, there are indeed strongmen like clouds!"

He had only probed roughly, yet detected no fewer than ten people with cultivation bases higher than his own.

Naturally, he also dared not let his Soul Power Spread too far.

After all, this was someone else's territory; that would be an extremely impolite act, and if handled poorly, it could even provoke unnecessary conflict.

Soon, the many guests were arranged lodgings.

Xiao Yan, however, was personally escorted by Xun Er to a secluded courtyard.

In the courtyard, flowers and plants grew lush; a winding stone path led to an exquisite pavilion.

The moment he stepped into the courtyard, Xiao Yan saw Ling Ying.

Ling Ying wore a set of black clothes, his figure straight as a pine; upon seeing Xiao Yan, he gave a slight nod in greeting.

"Brother Xiao Yan, was the journey smooth...?"

As soon as Xun Er arrived, she took Xiao Yan's hand and asked.

Her eyes were full of gentleness, warming Xiao Yan's heart.

"Mm!"

Xiao Yan responded lightly, his voice somewhat low.

He did not want to speak of the deliberate difficulties and grievances he had suffered along the way.

In his view, doing so would make him appear useless, cowardly.

He forced out a trace of a Smile, masking the bitterness in his heart, but that Smile appeared incomparably forced.

Seeing Xiao Yan unwilling to say more, Xun Er did not continue pressing.

She took Xiao Yan's hand and walked into the pavilion.

At this moment, Xiao Yan suddenly recalled something and said, "Xun Er, I saw Yun Yi had also come."

"And a Thunder Clan Strongman together..."

Xun Er understood at once who that Thunder Clan Strongman was.

She slightly Frowned, a hint of disappointment appearing on her exquisite little face, and murmured, "Strange, they actually didn't fight..."

"What fight?"

Xiao Yan looked at Xun Er with a face full of puzzlement.

"Oh, it's like this..."

Xun Er smiled, pulled Xiao Yan to sit on a chair, and told Xiao Yan the whole story of the Thunder Clan Marriage Alliance from earlier years and the words she had spoken, in complete detail.

After hearing it, Xiao Yan felt as if his heart had been struck hard by a heavy hammer, a wave of bitterness surging up.

Although he knew this was a "borrow a knife to kill" scheme, he still felt terrible.

He never expected that the person he liked would actually need to use such a method to protect him.

This made Xiao Yan feel his own incompetence even more keenly.

He lowered his head, looking at his toes, his heart a jumble of mixed feelings.

A thousand words stuck in his throat, yet he did not know what to say.

And on the other side, outside Yun Yi's residence.

Here people came and went, a mixed crowd.

In a dark corner, there were three figures.

Their entire bodies were shrouded in Black Robes, only pairs of eyes flashing with cold light exposed, quietly watching the direction of Yun Yi's room.

One of the figures moved slightly, lowering his voice, a trace of suspicion in his tone, "I rather think this fellow is very likely the true culprit who destroyed the Human Hall..."

(Chapter End)