Chapter 825: with translation of chapter title

After Xuan Yuan Luo kicked the triangular eye away with a single foot, Bai Zichuan finally could no longer restrain himself and made a move.

Xuan Yuan Luo sensed his aura, and his eyes showed a solemn expression.

Bai Zichuan of the Bai Tribe from Nan Yin Zhou; they had heard this name countless times while training in Nan Yin Zhou.

Even though he has cultivated very diligently these years, there is still a gap compared with the Bai Tribe's top prodigy Bai Zichuan.

Bai Zichuan's strike was as fast as lightning, and his strength was astonishing.

With a single move, Xuan Yuan Luo was repelled by Bai Zichuan, his chest blood and Qi surging.

"Brother Xuan Yuan, are you okay?"

Ling Shaoyang and Xia Zhimeng both looked over, their faces full of worry.

"I'm fine."

Xuan Yuan Luo suppressed the blood and Qi in his chest, shook his head, but his eyes were filled with solemnity.

"So strong!"

Bai Zichuan's move attracted countless amazed gazes.

The Bai Tribe's top prodigy Bai Zichuan, rumored to possess the power to suppress an entire era, seems the rumor is not false.

Bai Zichuan didn't even consider Xuan Yuan Luo at all, snorted coldly: "When you hurt a member of the Bai Tribe, you should be prepared to endure our tribe's wrath!"

Speaking, he gathered a terrifying Mysterious Force, shaping it into the silhouette of a long spear that shot toward Xuan Yuan Luo!

"Careful!"

Ling Shaoyang's pupils contracted; he could not resist this move, even if Xuan Yuan Luo could, he would not be immortal nor unscathed!

At the hair's breadth of a thousand pounds, an attack flew in from the side, neutralizing Bai Zichuan's strike!

"Who is it?!"

Bai Zichuan's expression turned very grim; who on earth was this reckless one daring to oppose him?

"The Bai Tribe people are so imposing."

A clear, resonant voice drifted in, the crowd's expressions changed slightly; who would dare to go against the Bai Tribe—are they reckless or truly confident?

However, some people's faces changed when they heard that voice.

For example, Bai Zifeng.

"M-Master?" he muttered subconsciously. Realizing it was wrong, he corrected himself.

"Ye Qingran?!"

As for Xuan Yuan Luo and the others, they clearly recognized Ye Qingran's voice, each one's eyes shining astonishingly.

However, they dared not be certain.

Until a white figure emerged from the dense forest.

Her bearing was stunning, a beauty that could topple a nation, as if a celestial maiden descended.

"Little Qingran!"

"Sister Qing!"

"Master!"

The three of Xuan Yuan Luo could no longer hide their delight, joyfully shouting their conjecture.

Ye Qingran looked at the three, a smile lingering, "Long time no see!"

"Isn't it really a long time since we last met?"

Ye Qingran was also quite surprised.

She truly hadn't expected to meet an old friend here.

However, it was clearly not yet time to celebrate the reunion.

"Ye Qingran?"

Bai Zichuan was startled.

This woman is the Daughter of the Cloud Spirit, Ye Qingran?

In an instant, the fighting spirit in his heart was ignited.

Now, Nan Yin Zhou is hotly debating whether the Bai Tribe's Bai Zichuan is stronger, or the Yun Tribe's newly recovered Daughter of the Cloud Spirit, Ye Qingran, is superior.

He naturally thinks he is superior to Ye Qingran.

He needs a chance to prove himself, to let the world see how he defeats Ye Qingran, that he, Bai Zichuan, is the top of Nan Yin Zhou's younger generation, possessing the power to suppress an era!

"Are you okay?" Ye Qingran walked to Xuan Yuan Luo's front and asked.

Xuan Yuan Luo wiped the blood from his lip corner, smiled lightly and shook his head, "I didn't expect to look so ragged when we meet again."

Ye Qingran sneered, "Where did your kindness go after the last meeting?"

Xuan Yuan Luo chuckled, "It does seem that way."

"Sister Qing! I never expected to see you here!"

Seeing Ye Qingran again, Xia Zhimeng was so happy she almost danced.

Ye Qingran patted Xia Zhimeng's head, "I didn't expect it either."

"Master."

Ling Shaoyang called softly.

Ye Qingran examined him closely.

After being apart for a while, Ling Shaoyang had grown taller, darkened considerably, become sturdier; he no longer had that despondent aura, gaining a few touches of sternness.

"During my absence, have you been cultivating well?"

"Mm!"

Ling Shaoyang's hand at his side seemed unsure where to place, he dared not look directly at Ye Qingran, appearing somewhat shy.

"Turns out they know each other."

"It's not surprising, after all, Ye Qingran is said to have come from the Central Region."

"Ye Qingran, are you going to make an enemy of my Bai Tribe over these few people?"

"Ye Qingran ignored Bai Zichuan and instead asked Xuan Yuan Luo and the others for the full story."

"After clarifying how things had unfolded, Ye Qingran gave a cold smile."

"Bai Zichuan, you can't control the Bai Tribe's dogs—why not let someone else handle them? They merely saw injustice and gave a beating to that scum of your Bai Tribe who lusts at the sight of beauty; what's wrong with that?"

"Ye Qingran leisurely uttered."

"Upon hearing this, the onlookers finally realized that the Bai Tribe was at fault first."

"It's said that the Bai Tribe harassed a respectable young woman, and these few youths from the Central Region couldn't stand it, so they intervened."

"Tsk tsk, the Bai Tribe are just too arrogant and overbearing, aren't they?"

"These few people from the Central Region may have no background, but they are quite righteous."

"The noisy discussion reached Bai Zichuan's ears, and his expression gradually turned grim."

"Ye Qingran, what nonsense are you spouting?!"

"Oh, have I been speaking nonsense?"

"Ye Qingran's gaze swept over the Bai Tribe members, and Bai Zifeng wished he could bury his head in the ground."

"Can't see me!"

"Can't see me!"

"Can't see me!"

"Bai Zifeng, what do you say?"

"Bai Zifeng gave a start."

"His prayer—didn't the heavens hear it?"

"\"Ah? \" Bai Zifeng shot up his head, \"This... \""

"At this moment, he became the focus."

"\"Your brother Bai Zichuan says the Bai Tribe didn't harass a respectable young woman—I don't believe it; you tell us. \""

"Ye Qingran said leisurely."

"Bai Zifeng was really in a tough spot."

"On one side is his family, on the other is his master—where should he stand?"

"\"Oh, remember to tell the truth, otherwise... \" Ye Qingran made a throat-slitting gesture, and Bai Zifeng's heart clenched, his palpitations severe."

"\"I... \""

"Bai Zichuan coldly stared at Bai Zifeng, his eyes full of warning."

"However, Bai Zifeng, thinking of his youth and potential, not wanting to die young, after some struggle, still told the truth."

"\"Yes, someone from my Bai Tribe indeed did something stupid! \""

"This caused everyone's emotions to explode."

"\"Bai Zifeng! \""

"Bai Zichuan was practically bursting with anger, wearing an expression of 'hate iron for not becoming steel'."

"\"Never mind whether my Bai Tribe actually did that; Ye Qingran, threatening my brother like this is going too far, isn't it? \" Bai Zichuan said coldly."

"\"Everyone knows you forced my brother to sign an unequal master-servant contract with you, so naturally you make him say whatever you want. \""

"\"Is that so? \""

"Ye Qingran remained calm, \"How about making him swear a Poisoned Oath? If he lies, he'll come to a bad end. \""

"Bai Zifeng was practically stunned."