Youth Song: Leijiabao Thunder Emperor

Lei Dong's attack was so fast that only Li Hanyi, Baili Dongjun, Sikong Changfeng, and Yin Luoxia could see it clearly.

Similarly, they also saw a silver needle stuck in Li Hanyi's shoulder, and two more silver needles on the wall behind her.

In other words, Li Hanyi only managed to defend against ten of the thirteen silver needles.

If Lei Dong hadn't held back, and had instead aimed at Li Hanyi's shoulder, the other three arrows would likely have pierced directly into her body.

Li Hanyi's body trembled, and she deflected the silver needles and the accompanying lightning. She walked up to Lei Dong and spoke in a still icy tone.

"You win. Once you've recovered, we'll compete again tomorrow."

"Come on, Second City Lord, please spare me."

That was a sneak attack. If you had been on guard, I wouldn't have been able to hurt you at all. How could I possibly be your match?

There's no need for further comparison.

Upon hearing that Li Hanyi planned a long-term campaign, Lei Dong immediately backed down.

"Even Tang Lian couldn't withstand a single sword strike from me. Among the younger generation, you are undoubtedly number one. There's no need to underestimate yourself."

I have a deep connection with Lei Family Fortress, and now that you have come to Snow Moon City, I cannot ignore you.

Your cultivation method is unique, and no one in Snowmoon City can teach you anything.

So from now on, I'll spend half an hour with you every day practicing. How much you learn depends entirely on yourself.

Li Hanyi found a very good reason, which left Lei Dong dumbfounded. How did you find such a reasonable reason to beat me up?

"Second City Lord, there's no need for that."

Looking at the serious Li Hanyi, Lei Dong felt increasingly uneasy. He strongly suspected that this woman just wanted to find a sparring partner.

However, Li Hanyi completely ignored him and walked directly towards Lei Wujie.

"Would you be willing to become my disciple and learn swordsmanship from me?"

"Ah. Sword Immortal, I have a master."

Lei Wujie was somewhat bewildered by the question. He couldn't help but look at Lei Dong.

"Young man, opportunities to spar with a sword immortal are rare. You should cherish them."

Before Lei Dong could speak, Sikong Changfeng grabbed him.

She quickly gave him a look, signaling him to be quiet and watch the show.

Lei Dong's lips twitched at his antics. He pulled Sikong Changfeng aside and whispered...

"Senior brother, I heard that Mr. Li first took in Uncle Lei, and later took in Senior Sister as his disciple."

Father and daughter become fellow students.

Now Senior Sister has taken Xiao Jie as her disciple. Are you Snow Moon City really this cunning?

"Ahem, people of the martial world don't have so many rules."

Han Yi has never known how to face her younger brother all these years. Now that he's come to Snow Moon City, it seems he wants to personally teach him. She should try to be closer to him, so don't cause any trouble, or you'll regret it.

"Tsk tsk. The Second City Lord's idea is truly outlandish."

This relationship is really complicated.

Lei Dong was also taken aback by Li Hanyi's wildly imaginative ideas.

"Ahem. The winter clothes were made with good intentions."

Sensing that the temperature was dropping, Sikong Changfeng quickly reminded him.

"Yes, yes, they're really going all out for Xiao Jie, the Second City Lord."

I'm going to see my senior master; you two talk.

Lei Dong also sensed the change in temperature and wanted to run away.

"What do you want to see me for?"

Before Lei Dong could even take a step, he was blocked.

Seeing Lei Yunhe's gray hair, Lei Dong was momentarily speechless.

Although I had expected it, seeing Lei Yunhe so moved still left me feeling a little uneasy.

How spirited and ambitious Lei Yunhe was when he left Lei Family Fort!

In less than ten years, his hair had turned completely white. His aged appearance clearly showed how much the battle with Zhao Yuzhen had affected him.

"You've grown up so much. Your Thunderclap Finger technique was really good. If I had been like that back then... never mind, I won't say anymore."

"Didn't you want to see me? Why aren't you saying anything?"

"Disciple Lei Dong greets his senior master."

"This disciple has come to Snowmoon City to seek instruction from my master on the Nine Heavens Lightning Summoning Technique."

Lei Dong composed himself and revealed his purpose.

"The Nine Heavens Lightning Summoning Technique, huh? I'll pass it on to you; you can go further than I can. Come with me."

He was about to leave when he said that. He seemed even more anxious than Lei Dong.

"At Wangcheng Mountain, Li Fansong, a disciple of Zhao Yuzhen, has come to Xueyue City to request an audience with Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi."

"Nani?"

Lei Dong was astonished. Was this young man really that brave? That shouldn't be the case; it doesn't make sense.

Good heavens, my dear senior master, you've never fought your master, nor your disciple. I'm afraid you'll never overcome this inner demon in your lifetime.

Seeing Lei Yunhe's ashen face, before Lei Dong could even offer any words of comfort, he heard Sikong Qianluo's voice.

"Oh no, oh no. I forgot that there were still people trying to break into the Heavenly Pavilion."

"Senior Brother, why didn't you guard the pavilion? You let them break into the top floor so quickly. This is incredibly embarrassing!"

"Cough cough."

Seeing his daughter stamping her feet in anxiety, Sikong Changfeng immediately spoke up to remind her.

Sikong Qianluo turned around and saw Lei Yunhe. She immediately stuck out her tongue, thinking that Tang Lian was alright, but Sikong Qianluo still had great respect for the elders of Snow Moon City.

She wanted to apologize but didn't know how to say it, and felt extremely embarrassed. She hid behind Baili Dongjun and refused to come out.

Lei Dong looked up and saw that the third floor was empty. Wait, could that young man behind Yin Luoxia be talking about Luo Mingxuan? Tsk tsk, the fourth floor was also empty. No wonder Li Fansong was able to top it out so quickly.

Just watching the show? Are all the people in Snowmoon City this idle? Don't you do anything productive?

"Li Fansong, a disciple of Zhao Yuzhen, has come to Xueyue City to inquire about swordsmanship and request an audience with Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi."

"Ahem, look, Hanyi, here's what you're looking for."

Sikong Changfeng saw Li Fansong standing on the top of Dengtian Pavilion shouting and felt that it was not going to work, so he spoke up.

"snort."

Li Hanyi glared at Sikong Changfeng and headed straight for Dengtian Pavilion.

Seeing that impressive display, I couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"The Heavenly Pavilion is destined for this calamity."

"What calamity? Aren't you a disciple of the Thunder Gate? When did you learn those tricks from Wangcheng Mountain?"

Sikong Changfeng glanced at Lei Yunhe and said jokingly.

The others looked over.

"I hope my senior brother will still be able to smile later."

"Hey kid, what do you mean by that? You think you're a Taoist priest just because you've learned some lightning magic?"

You'll find out soon enough.

Seeing that there was still air conditioning, Sikong Changfeng Lei Dong laughed too.

"You've really started playing the charlatan..."

"Get out of here."

Before Sikong Changfeng could finish speaking, he heard a cold snort from the top of Dengtian Pavilion.

The next second, the Heavenly Pavilion was split in two.

"Li Hanyi, you bastard, I'll fight you to the death! My Ascension Pavilion!"

Lei Dong, did you know? Why didn't you say so sooner? You'd come with me to the Heavenly Pavilion.

Seeing that Sikong Qianluo's movements were exactly the same, Lei Dong couldn't help but sigh that they were indeed father and daughter, their movements were exactly the same.

However, he wasn't going to take the blame.

"Senior brother, you can't be a scoundrel. If you have to pay compensation, you have to go to Zhao Yuzhen."

His apprentice started the trouble, and his goddess did the dirty work; you can't go wrong asking him for the money.

"That makes sense, what you said makes sense."

"I'm leaving this matter of Xiao Se to you."

"Five hundred thousand taels should be enough."

"You can handle it as you see fit."

Sikong Changfeng spoke casually, nodding so much that his hair was about to come undone.

Baili Dongjun took one look and left immediately. He, a dignified wine immortal, was ashamed to associate with this money-grubbing fellow.

"Let's go too."

Lei Yunhe also said he couldn't bear to watch.