One person: Activate the talisman, behold my Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!

Ye Xing tilted his head slightly. "Any later, Zhang Chulan might have already been taken away."

Feng Shayan gritted her teeth, turned around and rushed out, with Ye Xing leisurely following behind.

When the two arrived at the back of the school, they were just in time for the tail end of the battle between the gods.

The scene was as bright as day, and thunder roared.

Zhang Chulan was shirtless, his body wreathed in violent white lightning.

Opposite him, Zhang Lingyu pushed out with one hand, his palm also crackling with lightning, and the two bolts of lightning collided.

With thunder... um! Sorry, wrong channel.

"boom!"

The two bolts of lightning collided violently, and the white light directly illuminated the night sky.

The lightning dissipated, and the two retreated.

Zhang Lingyu withdrew his right hand, the contempt in his eyes faded, and his expression became somewhat complicated.

"Fine."

Zhang Lingyu waved his sleeve, still maintaining his arrogant demeanor, "To have mastered thunder magic to this level, you haven't disgraced the Celestial Master's Mansion. You are qualified to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony at Longhu Mountain in a month."

Zhang Chulan was panting heavily, about to speak sarcastically.

At this crucial moment, Ye Xing strolled over to Feng Baobao with an air of nonchalance, and skillfully pulled out a handful of sunflower seeds to start cracking them open.

All eyes in the room were instantly drawn.

Zhang Lingyu turned his head and locked his gaze on Ye Xing. He recognized the Quanzhen Taoist robe at a glance.

"Are you a disciple of Quanzhen Sect?"

Zhang Lingyu's voice was flat.

Ye Xing clapped the sunflower seed shells off his hands and respectfully performed a Taoist kowtow.

"Ye Xing, a disciple of the Quanzhen School of Baiyun Temple. I have long heard of the ethereal beauty of the Immortal Lingyu. Today, I have seen her and she is indeed like a deity who has stepped out of a painting."

Seeing the other party's politeness, Zhang Lingyu's expression softened slightly, and he raised his hand to return the greeting: "You're too kind. Zhang Lingyu of Longhu Mountain greets Daoist Ye..."

Unexpectedly, Ye Xing suddenly took two steps forward and made a mysterious gesture as if he were speaking in a lowered voice.

The volume was precisely controlled to a broadcast-quality level, ensuring that everyone in the audience who had their ears perked up heard it perfectly.

“Real person, I ran into Xia He in Tianjin a couple of days ago.”

Zhang Lingyu's hand, which had just been raised, froze in mid-air.

That perpetually icy face cracked instantly, and his pupils dilated as if in an earthquake.

'Zhang Lingyu's shock and panic were detected; emotional value +50!'

Feng Shayan and the others, who were not far away, instantly perked up.

What the heck? Xia He's bone-scraping knife?! The Quanzhen Taoist priest even specifically mentioned it to the disciples of Longhu Mountain?

'Feng Shayan's curiosity and shock have been detected; emotion value +50!'

'Feng Yaya has been detected to be experiencing a gossip-loving mood. Mood value +30!'

Zhang Chulan was no longer out of breath, staring wide-eyed at this direction, a hint of excitement on his face.

really.

Before anyone else could process what was happening, Ye Xing let out a long sigh, his expression one of utter heartache and despair.

"Real person, not that I'm being nosy, but Xia He asked me to pass on a message to you."

"She said she missed you day and night, and that you abandoned her after you were done with it, leaving this vulnerable woman behind."

"We cultivators also believe in cause and effect. Your actions of starting something and then abandoning it will easily shatter your resolve in the path!"

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Feng Shayan was dumbfounded. The aloof male god of Longhu Mountain was having an affair with the Quanxing demoness? And then he abandoned her after starting the relationship? This gossip was even more explosive than her Hundred Steps Fist!

'Zhang Lingyu has been detected to be experiencing intense shame, anger, and rage, triggering a critical hit! Emotional value +150!'

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Zhang Lingyu's fair face immediately turned a deep purplish-red, the blush spreading all the way to the base of her neck.

His finger, pointing at Ye Xing, trembled violently, completely devoid of any semblance of his former ethereal demeanor.

"I have absolutely no connection with that witch! If you dare to smear me again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"Oh dear, why are you in such a hurry?"

Ye Xing took a half step back, adopting a posture of reasoning, but his mouth was like a machine gun firing.

"The bone-scraping knife is easy to attract attention wherever it goes, especially from men, but in her heart there is only you, Lingyu Zhenren."

Ye Xing stroked his chin and added seriously, "Her open-mindedness in the Quanxing sect was due to circumstances beyond her control. She might occasionally get close to other men, but she probably, possibly, and most likely has never done anything that crossed the line."

"At most, it'll be a light green hat for you, not a deep green! As long as you nod, she'll be waiting for you to come find her!"

"Pfft—Hahahaha!"

Zhang Chulan finally couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing, clutching his stomach.

"Holy crap! It's not even a deep green!"

Having just been beaten up, Zhang Chulan naturally wouldn't care about Zhang Lingyu's feelings now.

Feng Baobao, standing next to her, was all sincerity, blinking her big eyes and nodding frantically.

“That’s right. Even though you’re a Taoist priest, since you two have already consummated your marriage and even had a baby, why not just be together? Why make yourself so repressed?”

Bao'er's brilliant finishing blow became the final straw that broke Zhang Lingyu's sanity.

Zhang Chulan, who was standing to the side, started laughing and then started crying.

"Zhang Chulan, why are you crying?"

Feng Baobao scratched her head, looking completely bewildered.

"A man doesn't easily shed tears, unless he's truly heartbroken. Chu Lan, I understand you."

Ye Xing naturally knew why Zhang Chulan was crying, and sighed.

Zhang Lingyu's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and her cheek muscles twitched wildly.

The gleaming eyes of the onlookers suddenly turned into knives that pierced his defenses.

'Zhang Lingyu has been detected to have broken defense, become enraged, and harbor murderous intent! A critical strike combo has been triggered! Emotion value +300!'

'Detected excitement and a sense of schadenfreude among Feng Shayan and others, total emotion value +120!'

The system notification sound exploded in Ye Xing's mind like firecrackers. This scoring speed is incredible!

"Ye-xing!"

Zhang Lingyu squeezed out those two words through clenched teeth, his voice trembling.

The golden light emanating from his body erupted like a volcano! A blinding burst of golden light quickly covered his entire body.

Screw the self-cultivation! Screw the Taoist style! All he wanted to do was bury this bigmouthed idiot in the ground so he couldn't be dug out!

"boom!"

Zhang Lingyu transformed into a raging golden light, crushing the ground as she charged straight at Ye Xing with terrifying hatred!

The audience gasped in surprise.

Who would have thought that the seemingly untouched Lingyu Zhenren would actually resort to such deadly tactics?

Seeing the golden light rushing towards him, Ye Xing neither dodged nor flinched, but instead smiled like a villain.

"Well done! Let me see just how tough your authentic Golden Light Mantra really is."

With a sudden burst of force from his feet, a crater was created in the ground, and dirt flew everywhere.

With the power of the Ox Talisman activated, Ye Xing launched himself forward, facing Zhang Lingyu's golden light!

Chapter 13: Heartwarming Advice to Zhang Lingyu, Invited to the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony

Ye Xing's fist slammed solidly into the fist blade enveloped in dense golden light.

"when!"

A dull, deafening roar tore through the night. It wasn't a collision of flesh and blood at all; it was more like two solid iron lumps clashing in mid-air.

A violent gust of wind exploded instantly at the point where the two men's fists met, whipping up fallen leaves and dust that swirled wildly in all directions.

A metallic buzzing sound rang out, and Feng Yaya quickly covered her ears, her face turning pale, feeling as if her eardrums were ringing.

Zhang Lingyu did not use thunder magic.

As a top disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion, he naturally possessed an air of arrogance.

Since his opponent had chosen close-quarters combat, he planned to use his physique, enhanced by the Golden Light Mantra, to directly suppress this outspoken young Taoist priest.

But after that first punch, Zhang Lingyu's heart sank.

The force of that punch from the other side was absolutely bizarre!

He didn't realize that Ye Xingdong had used any profound abilities, and his Qi was very weak, but what was going on with this completely unreasonable and strange force?

'Zhang Lingyu was detected to be shocked; emotion value +50.'

Ye Xing didn't actually use his full strength, after all, although his opponent was a genius, he was just a young man in his twenties.

Ye Xing flexed his wrists, and the power of the Ox Talisman roared wildly through his limbs and bones. He could now be described as a human bulldozer.

"Again!"

Neither of them backed down, and the second and third punches followed one after another.

There were no fancy moves, just real, hard punches colliding, two afterimages frantically attacking each other on the muddy ground.

Zhang Lingyu grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.