Best Young Master

The bronze chariot sped away, and Ye Fan also left the valley, continuing to search ahead.

He firmly believed that the so-called extraordinary encounter was definitely not just about sudden enlightenment and comprehending the world’s laws.

There must be a stunning opportunity, just that the timing was not yet ripe, and the anomalies hadn’t appeared yet.

The mountains on Fire Silk Star rose and fell, and from time to time, powerful Golden Crows soared across the sky.

It could be said that this place was ideal for the growth, reproduction, cultivation, and strengthening of the Golden Crow exotic birds.

Fire Mulberry forests covered the steep mountains, and molten rivers were seen flowing serpentinely on the surface.

"Earth Divine Technique!"

A sonorous Taoist shout echoed in a Fire Mulberry forest, as the unremarkable Li Yu’er was fighting a powerful Golden Crow.

This Golden Crow had reached the pinnacle of the Lord Realm, a half-step Venerable Realm, and could be called a Sub-Saint Beast.

"Hiss!"

The Golden Crow spread its wings like sharp heavenly blades, slicing swathes of Fire Mulberry forests, with terrifying cracks crisscrossing the ground.

Li Yu’er swung his Clumsy Fist, appearing awkward, yet as if he wielded the power of the Heavenly Dao, each strike causing the Golden Crow to bleed.

The Golden Crow’s iron feathers emitted a dazzling golden light, its eyes cold and sharp, its claws like Holy Weapons, striking with unmatched fierceness.

"Earth divine technique!"

Li Yu’er shouted, his fists entwined with Heaven and Earth Tao Markings, clashing hard with the Golden Crow’s toughest claws, producing a sonorous clang that nearly broke them.

"Heavenly Tao!"

Li Yu’er seemed to transform into the Tao, launching both fists and almost tearing the Golden Crow apart, breaking both of its wings.

"Woo..."

The Golden Crow was utterly terrified. Their lives had always been peaceful, their strength significant, but indeed, their combat experience was not very rich.

As the Clumsy Fist’s successor, Li Yu’er did not benefit a bit regarding talent, all his ability came from arduous cultivation, his combat experience immensely rich, most adept at catching battle opportunities.

"Tao Follows Nature!"

Li Yu’er’s constant Taoist shouts shook the surroundings, directly affecting the Golden Crow’s Divine Soul, causing it a moment of daze.

In a clash between experts, life and death often hinge on a split second.

The Golden Crow’s mind was taken, its spirit in a trance, sealing its tragic fate.

"Bang!"

Blood splattered, feathers danced; Li Yu’er killed the Golden Crow with a punch, revealing its true form, over ten feet long, like a mountain of flesh.

"Hiss!"

With a gesture, a beast core containing pure Fire Element appeared in his palm.

Subsequently, he stowed away the massive Golden Crow corpse, intending to gradually enjoy it later.

In the Fire Mulberry forest, he discovered a huge bird’s nest, but unfortunately, it was already empty, with no chicks inside.

As he was about to leave, his brow suddenly twitched, and his expression instantly darkened.

He sensed Di Tang’s presence, an Emperor’s son from Jiang Sheng Star, particularly unfriendly towards trialists from Linxian Ancient Star.

Over the years, they long understood the feud between the Xuan Realm and Jiang Sheng Star.

It was an unresolved feud between two Ancient Stars of Life, and whenever they met, a battle was inevitable.

The time was not right; Li Yu’er did not want to conflict with them.

After pondering a moment, he decided to temporarily avoid confrontation and leave the area.

"Stop!"

Just as he was about to leave, a violent shout rang out, and the next moment, a bronze chariot appeared ahead, blocking his path.

On the war chariot, Di Tang stood with his hands behind, relaxed and at ease, with no intention of attacking.

The others, however, were full of battle intent, eager to move, seemingly not taking Li Yu’er seriously.

Li Yu’er remained silent, calmly assessing the eight people on the chariot, his heart sinking.

Among these eight, besides Di Tang being praised and surrounded in the forefront, the other seven were exceptionally strong.

"Li Yu’er, from the Xuan Realm, possessing Clumsy Fist inheritance."

One of them spoke, immediately revealing Li Yu’er’s background, origin, and the inheritance and cultivation techniques he had received, showing they had conducted a detailed investigation against Li Yu’er and others.

"Yes, it’s me!" Li Yu’er frowned, sensing something ominous.

These people investigated him so thoroughly; surely, they were well-prepared against his martial arts and secret techniques, making this battle unavoidable.

"I heard you’ve made a reputation on the Xing Kong Gu Road, let me weigh if you really live up to your name!"

One person shouted fiercely, shooting down from the chariot like an arrow released, with Iron Fists aimed directly at Li Yu’er’s face.

The Xuan Realm and Jiang Sheng Star were sworn enemies; whenever they met, a battle was bound to erupt, needing no excuse.

This person just sought a reasonable excuse for attacking.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Li Yu’er engaged his Clumsy Fist, taking eighteen consecutive blows, his Qi and blood stirred, arms feeling as if broken, pain unbearable.

"Clumsy Fist is intricate indeed, but you’re not up to par!"

A glint of ruthlessness flashed in the opponent’s gaze, his offensive transitioning to continuous flow like a river, each strike carrying overwhelming power.

"Bang!"

Li Yu’er’s defense was slightly slow, allowing his opponent to find an opening and strike his chest with lightning speed. The domineering power instantly invaded his meridians, directly attacking his heart channels.

"Puff!"

Li Yu’er spat a mouthful of blood, barely dispelling the fierce divine power to protect his heart channels, but he was already at a disadvantage.

"What’s Xuan Realm worth? They’re all a bunch of trash, how could they ever compete with us from Jiang Sheng Star!"

The person’s voice was cold and mocking, disturbing Li Yu’er’s state of mind, intending to shatter his invincible Martial Arts Will.

At the same time, his attacks grew more fierce and tricky, forcing Li Yu’er into a precarious situation, struggling to cope.

The Clumsy Fist emphasizes learning from nature, with an important mental realm that requires being indifferent to leaving or staying, watching the clouds in the sky with a calm heart, unbothered by praise or blame, watching flowers bloom and fall without concern.

However, at this moment, Li Yu’er had long lost this tranquility in his mental realm.

An hour later, Li Yu’er was bruised and battered, his breath weak, seriously injured after a brutal beating.

"From today on, become a servant for Young Master Di Tang, and I might spare your life, otherwise, there will be no mercy." After withdrawing his hand, the person grabbed Li Yu’er and spoke viciously.

"Spit!"

Although Li Yu’er was unable to resist, he still had the strength to spit, splattering blood all over the other person’s face.

"If you want to kill me, just do it, why waste words, it’s impossible for me to be a slave." Li Yu’er was incredibly resolute.

"You think I don’t dare to kill you?" The person’s face turned grim, delivering a heavy slap that left Li Yu’er’s cheek bloodied and his right eye shattered, creating a gruesome sight.

"Qing’er, do not be disrespectful. Although he is our opponent, we should still give him enough respect. Remember, respecting your opponent is respecting yourself. Let him go!" Di Tang said calmly.

"Yes! The young master’s teaching is right." The person shook off his hand, tossed Li Yu’er aside, not giving him another glance, completely ignoring him.

"Let’s go, to the depths of this world. I have a vague premonition that if there is an unprecedented opportunity, it surely lies in the deepest part."

Di Tang’s eyes emitted a wise light, with sun, moon, and stars appearing and vanishing.

"Roar..."

The Purple Qilin let out a deafening roar and pulled the bronze chariot away in a cloud of dust.

To them, this was nothing more than a minor episode along the way.

"Relay your words, let all the ants in the Xuan Realm know to be careful, it’d be best if we don’t run into them, otherwise, we’ll beat them whenever we meet."

As they were leaving, the strong person named Qing’er coldly spoke to the fallen Li Yu’er.

"Ahhhhh..."

Li Yu’er was driven to madness by hate, feeling exceptionally frustrated and stifled, but helpless.

He was well aware that his strength wasn’t enough to withstand Di Tang, not even matched against his followers. Chasing after them would only bring disgrace upon himself.

"Today’s humiliation, I will repay it a hundredfold another day!"

Li Yu’er vowed silently and decided to find a secluded place to heal, waiting to exact his revenge after enhancing his strength.

Struggling to operate his Primordial, he temporarily healed his injuries, but the palm mark on his face didn’t disappear.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t make the palm mark vanish, but that he needed a constant reminder of today’s shame.

An hour later, he was near the central area of this fiery world. Just as he was about to look for a mountain cave to close himself in for healing, he suddenly sensed a faint aura rapidly approaching.

His heart sank; in his current state, he was in no condition for another battle.

Yet, if someone ambushed him, it was highly likely he would fall here.

He couldn’t die, at least not here. He must quickly relay news of Di Tang to Wen TaDou and the others so they could prepare.

"Who? Come out!"

Without turning back, Li Yu’er coldly shouted, wanting to let whoever was behind him know that he had detected them, sparing them the futile effort of an ambush.

"It’s me, Ye Fan!"

The person behind communicated via divine consciousness Transmission.

Li Yu’er’s whole body shook, he whirled around to see an ordinary-looking young man approaching, filled with doubt.

Suddenly, he remembered what Yue Haoyu had told him: Ye Fan could change his appearance and Primordial at will.

"Are you really Ye Fan, what proof do you have?" Li Yu’er asked cautiously and calmly.

"Heh, have you forgotten how I defeated you in Yuehua Dynasty’s Martial Arts Arena?" Ye Fan smiled, continuing to communicate with divine consciousness, still hesitant to reveal his identity to others.

"It really is you, I knew you wouldn’t miss this opportunity." Confirmed, Li Yu’er was relieved and moved toward Ye Fan.

"Brother Li, what’s with you..."

Seeing the clear palm mark on Li Yu’er’s cheek, Ye Fan was shocked and inquired about what happened.

"It’s a long story!"

Li Yu’er simply recounted to Ye Fan how he encountered Di Tang and his followers, the conflict that ensued, and how he was beaten severely.

He didn’t mention some of the details, but he didn’t hide anything important.

"Bastards, they’re seeking death!"

Understanding the situation, Ye Fan was infuriated.

A mere follower of the Emperor’s son dared to act like a big shot, even to the extent of insulting all trialists in the Xuan Realm.

This is intolerable!