Chapter 927: 927. Chapter 925: Not to Be Underestimated

927. Chapter 925: Not to Be Underestimated

They could sense that Yang Xuechan's cultivation had now reached the Martial Dao Seventh Layer.

"Hehe, if it weren't for your help, I would need to spend considerable effort to break through this realm..." Yang Xuechan chuckled.

Swish! Numerous little sprites shyly retreated to the side.

Yang Xuechan's gaze shifted, looking at Jiang Heng and Jiang Lin rolling on the ground and wailing miserably; her eyes were deep, hinting at killing intent.

Jiang Heng and Jiang Lin's bodies trembled.

Pfft……

Jiang Heng suddenly shot out, forcing Yang Xuechan back.

"Hahaha……"

He threw his head back and laughed loudly, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, he looked utterly miserable.

His once handsome and charming face was now covered in scars.

Especially his mouth, which was a bloody mess, as if it had been gnawed by a beast.

But his face was filled with an excited expression.

"Yang Xuechan! I admit, I underestimated your strength!" Jiang Heng grinned wickedly.

Jiang Lin also lifted his head, his gaze gloomy and full of venom: "Scum, you dare ruin my face—I'll fight you to the death!"

"Brother Jiang Heng!"

Seeing Jiang Heng's ferocious appearance, Jiang Yun was terrified, her pretty face deathly pale, trembling.

Jiang Heng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then walked slowly toward Yang Xuechan, his eyes full of bloodthirsty cruelty: "Today, if I don't flay you and tear out your bones, I swear I won't be human!"

Yang Xuechan furrowed her brows, indifferently scanning Jiang Heng and Jiang Lin.

"Ants will always be ants; even borrowing external objects cannot change your vile nature."

Hearing this, Jiang Heng flew into a rage: "You're asking for death!"

As his words fell, he lunged at Yang Xuechan again, launching a terrifying assault.

Boom! Yang Xuechan unleashed a palm strike, containing vast true essence, violently blasting Jiang Heng away.

Crack!

Jiang Heng's body shattered, he collapsed to the ground, on the brink of death.

Yang Xuechan's expression remained cold as she stepped toward Jiang Heng: "Jiang Heng, you shouldn't have provoked me!"

Her voice was clear and ethereal, yet brimming with endless killing intent.

"No……"

Jiang Heng widened his eyes, unwillingly closing them.

"I hate it."

……

On Lu Yuan's side, Yang Xuechan did not pursue him.

Instead, she walked up to Lu Yuan, looked down at him, and asked softly: "Are you a disciple of the Lu Family?"

Lu Yuan's face was full of bitterness as he nodded.

"A member of the Lu Family? How did you end up here?" Yang Xuechan frowned and asked.

Back then, Luo Yao led a host of experts, annihilating various sect forces, yet in the end she spared only the Lu Family.

Although the Lu Family managed to preserve their lives, they thereafter became stray dogs, barely surviving in Jiu Zhou.

Now, how could members of the Lu Family end up in Myriad Phenomena City? "This is a complicated story."

"You killed Jiang Heng and Jiang Lin, and crippled their dantian and meridians; they must leave Myriad Phenomena City."

"So I will see them off."

Lu Yuan shook his head with a wry smile.

"Oh?" Yang Xuechan raised her eyebrows slightly, staring at Lu Yuan with a half-smile: "I wouldn't have guessed..."

She hadn't expected that Lu Yuan, though young, possessed both courage and strategy, extraordinary boldness, and the ambition of a hero.

"Brother Lu, you saved my life before, and today you helped me break through the bottleneck—your kindness is like a rebirth."

"Once I seize the Myriad Phenomena Inheritance, I will take you out of Myriad Phenomena City and return to Qingyang Town."

Yang Xuechan's beautiful eyes flickered, her voice soft and melodious.

"Thank you, Miss Yang!" Lu Yuan bowed with clasped hands.

"No need to thank me!"

"Since I promised to give you an opportunity, I will naturally not go back on my word."

"Moreover, this Myriad Phenomena Inheritance rightfully belongs to me; I am merely taking back what is mine."

Yang Xuechan waved her hand, her tone calm.

Lu Yuan nodded, not asking further.

After all, everyone has secrets.

Even if Yang Xuechan is Luo Yao's servant, complete trust is impossible.

"Alright, no more nonsense."

Yang Xuechan gathered her thoughts, gazing at the Myriad Phenomena Inheritance not far away. Boom— as her gaze shifted, the once tranquil Myriad Phenomena Inheritance suddenly surged.

Next, the void trembled, and a cluster of light and shadow appeared.

The light and shadow faded, revealing a towering bridge that seemed to connect to the Xian Jie.

On both sides of the bridge, dense inscriptions were carved, shining with a wondrous radiance.

"The inheritance has emerged, hurry up and grab it!"

Seeing this, the several hundred people around surged out.

Their eyes glowed red as they rushed forward, fearing to be left behind.

"Hmph!"

Seeing this, Yang Xuechan gave a cold snort and flicked her jade arm.

In an instant, violent vigor swept outward.

……

Where the vigor passed, the crowd was thrown back in rows, vomiting blood and severely injured.

With her own strength alone, Yang Xuechan directly blocked over a thousand martial artists.

"This..."

"What terrifying strength!"

Seeing this, Lu Yuan's pupils constricted slightly, his face filled with shock.

He never expected Yang Xuechan to be this formidable! "Senior Sister Yang, let's quickly enter the Myriad Phenomena Inheritance!"

Lu Yuan hurriedly urged.

"Hmm."

Yang Xuechan nodded, then immediately led Lu Yuan onto the inheritance bridge.

Boom boom boom— The inheritance bridge was extremely long, its end unseen at a glance.

On both sides, jade-carved railings, ancient and weathered.

"'Here... could it be related to the Luo Royal Clan?' Lu Yuan wondered."

Moments later, the inheritance bridge completely vanished.

Lu Yuan and she found themselves on a vast expanse of barren land.

At the center of this region stood a massive palace.

The palace was towering and majestic, exuding a heavy aura that gave an oppressive feeling.

"'Brother Lu, what place is this palace?' Yang Xuechan asked, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed."

"'This should be the architecture of the Luo Royal Clan,' Lu Yuan said softly."

"'The Luo Royal Clan?' Yang Xuechan raised her eyebrows."

The Luo Royal Clan is one of the three great families of the Qingzhou Dynasty.

It is said that the Luo ancestors received guidance from a mysterious person, which allowed them to establish the Luo Royal Clan.

The Luo Royal Clan has a long inheritance and deep foundations.

"'I don't know if the Luo ancestors are still alive.'"

Lu Yuan let out a light sigh, feeling reverence for the Luo Royal Clan.

Hum—

Suddenly, the palace violently trembled.

Strands of brilliant light spread out from the palace.

Immediately afterward, a man walked out.

This man was enveloped in golden light, sacred and solemn.

"'The Luo inheritance has been opened.'"

Feeling that sacred might, Yang Xuechan's pretty face sank, revealing a solemn expression.

Swish! Lu Yuan abruptly turned his head to look at Yang Xuechan: "Miss Yang, why don't we retreat?"

"'No!' Yang Xuechan gritted her teeth."

"'The Myriad Phenomena Inheritance is a supreme treasure; missing this chance, I will hardly encounter it again.'"

"'Moreover, I have just broken through and need the Myriad Phenomena Inheritance to consolidate my foundation!'"

Yang Xuechan's attitude was firm, brooking no objection.

Lu Yuan opened his mouth, wanting to speak but stopped.

The Myriad Phenomena Inheritance is indeed precious.

But compared to his own safety, he would rather choose the latter.

"'Stay here and wait for me; if there is danger, I will call for your help.'"

Yang Xuechan gave that instruction, her delicate body flickered, turning into a streak of light as she rushed into the palace.

"'Pant...' (End of chapter)"