Chapter 3: Saintess Fu Qinghuan

Get lost, get lost, get lost!

Damn trashy entry, don't come near me!

Yang Yu shouted in his heart.

However, he then realized that after obtaining the new entry, it seemed nothing had changed.

Yang Yu asked secretly: "System, did the entry not take effect?"

【Entries with negative effects do not take effect automatically. Does the host wish to activate it?】

"No, no, no, absolutely not."

Yang Yu felt a sense of relief.

Damn it, that scared the hell out of me.

…………

The exchange between Yang Yu and the system took only the blink of an eye.

Yang Haotian's corpse lay on the ground, and the clansmen were horrified: "E-Eldest Young Master?"

"Haotian, my son!"

Yang Sihai let out a crazed cry and rushed over to check Yang Haotian's breath.

He was completely dead.

"Yang Yu, you beast! I shouldn't have saved your dog life back then! I'm going to kill you!"

Yang Sihai's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice turned hoarse.

Yang Yu frowned: "Saved?"

Yang Sihai said in a deep voice: "That's right, you aren't my biological son at all; you were just a bastard from the side of the road."

"Then why did you pick me up?" Yang Yu's feelings were very complicated.

Yang Sihai sneered:

"At the time, you were wearing fine clothes and even had a Treasure Tool protecting your body. I knew your background must be extraordinary, so I adopted you, thinking there would surely be a great reward in the future. It's a pity you are a cripple, and no big shot has ever come to repay me!"

Yang Yu chuckled: "Even when adopting an infant, you were doing it for the sake of profit?"

After learning this, Yang Yu felt relieved instead.

It was better that he wasn't his biological son.

There was even less need to feel any guilt toward the Yang Family...

"Your life was given by me; it is only right that I want you dead!"

Yang Sihai was filled with killing intent; his pupils constricted, and he suddenly unleashed a palm technique that moved like a mountain collapsing and the sea overturning.

Kongfeng Palm!

The air whistled sharply...

Yang Yu felt a powerful sense of oppression.

However, since he possessed "Dragon King Level Strength," he felt no fear and met the palm head-on.

Slap!!

The two palms collided.

Yang Yu immediately felt his arm go numb, his body lost control, and he retreated explosively.

Swish!

His feet carved deep marks into the ground, and he retreated a full ten-plus zhang before barely coming to a stop.

"Cough, cough..." The Qi and blood in Yang Yu's body were in turmoil, and he nearly vomited blood.

"What?" Yang Sihai was startled.

He was a powerhouse at the second layer of the Hua Xuan Realm; how could this beast still be alive after taking a hit from his Kongfeng Palm?

Yang Yu was also shocked:

Damn, he's this strong?

System son!

Come out!

Are you messing with me?

I have Dragon King Level Strength, yet I'm being suppressed by him?

【Ding! The term 'Dragon King War God' originates from the host's previous world. A Dragon King on Earth, placed on the Zixiao Continent, has strength roughly equivalent to Kai Mai Nine Layers.】

"Your grandfather's!"

Yang Yu wanted to curse, but upon careful thought, it seemed there was nothing wrong with that.

This world is centered on cultivation, and there even exists a special energy called "Mysterious Qi."

Local martial artists who cultivate to the extreme can split mountains, fill seas, and shatter the void.

Looking at Earth, it is merely a low-martial world.

A Dragon King on Earth can be invincible just by twisting their mouth.

But placed in this proper cultivation world, they aren't considered top-tier...

"Although I'm very unhappy, I can't refute it..." Yang Yu said again, "In any case, I'm no match for him. System, can you make me stronger? By the way, can the Lottery Machine be used?"

【The lottery requires 3000 points; points are insufficient. The host can extract 'Enhancement-type entries' from external objects to quickly increase strength.】

Yang Yu: "There are no Enhancement-type entries nearby."

【The host can head to the outside world to explore; the Heaven and Earth are vast, and there are many entries.】

Yang Yu: "But I have to defeat Yang Sihai before I can leave here."

【If the host wants to defeat Yang Sihai, the host can collect 'Enhancement-type entries.'】

Yang Yu: "The hell I don't."

【The host can go collect them.】

Yang Yu: "Screw you, I can't beat him, I can't go to the outside world."

【If the host cannot beat him, you can go collect enhancement-type entries...】

Yang Yu: Screw your mother.

…………

Just as Yang Yu was secretly communicating with the system.

Many Yang Family clansmen had already formed a blockade, surrounding Yang Yu.

This brat can go head-to-head with the Family Head, he must be treated seriously.

Yang Sihai also narrowed his eyes and said word by word:

"Heh, you hid deep enough."

"If I had known earlier that you were this capable, I would be very willing to acknowledge you as my son."

"It is a pity that you and I have already torn off the mask; the stronger you are, the less I dare to keep you. Otherwise, you will surely become a great disaster in the future!"

Speaking to the end, his killing intent grew even stronger.

The other Yang Family clansmen also had stern expressions, sealing off all of Yang Yu's retreat paths.

"……"

Yang Yu cursed in his heart.

I can't even beat one Yang Sihai.

You all still want to come at me together?

How shameless can you be!

Yang Yu quickly scanned the people around him, and even the objects, activating the "Scan" skill.

But the probability of entries refreshing was too low; there were no entries to be found nearby at all.

"After all, we were father and son once; I do not want to stain my hands with his blood, you all go ahead."

Suddenly, Yang Sihai waved his arm.

The Yang Family clansmen swarmed forward!

Just at this moment……

Above the Heaven, a shadow appeared.

Accompanied by a whistling sound of air, a large black bird slowly descended.

The Yang Family crowd subconsciously stopped their movements, their faces full of envy and fear: "A Swift Wind Eagle? This is a fierce beast that only top-tier powers can possess..."

Immediately, a slender figure leaped down from the large bird, emitting a crisp and pleasant voice:

"Who is Yang Yu? Fu Qinghuan from the Holy Land, here to pay a visit!"

Once these words were spoken, the entire scene was in an uproar.

Holy Land?

Fu Qinghuan?

As soon as these words came out, even Yang Sihai revealed a look of awe and said: "Young lady... are you truly the Saintess of the Holy Land?"

Fu Qinghuan frowned slightly and said: "What, is there anyone in this world who dares to impersonate this Saintess?"

"I, I was abrupt." Yang Sihai gave a dry laugh and said, "Just now, the Saintess said you are looking for... Yang Yu? May I ask what for?"

Fu Qinghuan said indifferently: "Yang Yu is my future husband; I have come this time to marry him."

"What?!"

It was as if a thunderclap rang out in everyone's minds, and they stood there dumbfounded.