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The arrival of Ye Huan was no coincidence. With the speed of Ye Huan and the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon, reaching the Nine Provinces was merely a matter of minutes. Moreover, the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon had forgotten where his old flame lived in the Eastern State after such a long absence. So, Ye Huan decided to bring Beitang Mo and Black Shadow Flower to Yuxu Palace to inquire about it. However, upon their arrival, Ye Huan witnessed Beitang Mo threatening Yu Wuxia.
"Ye Huan?! Is that really you..."
After calming his somewhat flustered mind and realizing it was indeed Ye Huan, Beitang Mo couldn't help but laugh instead of being surprised. After all, with Ye Huan's presence came an overwhelming aura of bloodshed that spoke volumes, leaving Yu Wuxia with little room for words.
"So what if it is me?"
Casting a disdainful glance at Beitang Mo, Ye Huan quickly approached Yu Wuxia and whispered, "Master, I’m back."
"Good to have you back… good to have you back..."
Yu Wuxia murmured softly. Upon realizing Ye Huan's arrival, his first instinct was not to ask about the events Beitang Mo had mentioned but rather to assess whether Ye Huan bore any of the so-called bloody aura. To his surprise, aside from lacking the bloodthirsty energy described by Beitang Mo, he discovered that Ye Huan's cultivation had jumped from the Golden Core Stage to the Nascent Soul Stage—a rate of advancement that was astonishing.
"Yu Wuxia, what are you and your demonic disciple whispering about? If you know what’s good for you, deal with Ye Huan in front of us Righteous Path Cultivators quickly. Otherwise, don’t blame me for tearing down your Yuxu Palace that has stood for a thousand years!"
Beitang Mo was dissatisfied with Yu Wuxia and Ye Huan’s hushed conversation. He failed to realize that since Ye Huan had reshaped his meridians using Snow Lotus Grass, he no longer carried the bloody aura brought by Blood Refinement Sword Qi. Speaking arrogantly, he even neglected to mention the many Cultivators who had followed him here and boldly declared he would personally dismantle Yuxu Palace.
It was no wonder Beitang Mo spoke this way; having been defeated by Ye Huan in the Nine Provinces left a lingering grudge in his heart. When he couldn’t see Ye Huan, it didn’t matter much, but as soon as he laid eyes on him, he lost his composure—just as the saying goes: when enemies meet, their eyes turn red with rage.
Of course, regardless of Beitang Mo's thoughts, his words undoubtedly ignited Ye Huan's fury. Instead of getting angry, Ye Huan laughed mockingly and retorted, "Beitang Mo, I didn’t realize you had such courage! I really wonder who it was that ran away in fear when they saw me back in the Nine Provinces?"
“Is Beitang Mo really going to be scared off by a kid like this?” “No way! Beitang Mo is an elder of the Heavenly Dragon Sect; how could he possibly lose to a mere child?”
As Ye Huan's voice echoed around the vicinity of Yuxu Palace, disbelief was etched on the faces of every cultivator brought by Beitang Mo. Even if Ye Huan was from the demonic path, given his cultivation level, it was impossible for him to defeat one of the elders of the Heavenly Dragon Sect. But since Ye Huan said so, it must have truly happened. In an instant, countless divine senses enveloped Ye Huan…
“A Nascent Soul Practitioner?” “He’s actually at the Nascent Soul Stage? Wasn’t he just a Golden Core Stage Cultivator?” The gap seemed too vast.
There were gasps of astonishment. These cultivators were aware that Ye Huan had become a Golden Core Stage Cultivator in just two months. However, according to Beitang Mo, when they encountered each other in Jiuzhou a few days ago, Ye Huan was still at the Golden Core Stage. How could he have broken through to the next level in such a short time?
Similarly, Beitang Mo was also bewildered upon hearing the discussions among the crowd. He even used his divine sense to probe Ye Huan and discovered that the reason he hadn’t sensed Ye Huan’s presence earlier was due to the extremely faint Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy emanating from him. The only explanation for this situation was that Ye Huan had indeed become a Nascent Soul Practitioner, successfully refining his internal Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy to be more pure.
“No way! It’s only been two days; how could he possibly have advanced to Nascent Soul Practitioner?”
Muttering under his breath, Beitang Mo's expression turned grim upon realizing that Ye Huan had truly become a Nascent Soul Practitioner. On one hand, it was because Ye Huan no longer emitted any blood aura; on the other hand, it was because even as a Golden Core Stage practitioner, Ye Huan had already been difficult to deal with. Now that he was at the Nascent Soul Stage, how could an ordinary person contend with him?
The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. Beitang Mo regretted coming to Yuxu Palace to stir up trouble. Now, even if he wanted to leave, it wouldn’t be easy. After all, those cultivators who followed him to Jiuzhou had always obeyed his commands without question. This time was different; the three thousand cultivators surrounding Yuxu Palace were all there with the intent of exterminating demons and safeguarding their path. They wouldn’t simply follow Beitang Mo’s orders; what they really wanted to hear from him was how he planned to explain this situation.
‘This is bad…’
With no good ideas in mind, Beitang Mo found himself loathing Ye Huan more than ever. What troubled him even more was how he could justify himself. Was he really going to pull out those cultivators who had accompanied him to Jiuzhou and have them testify?
His gaze slowly swept over the three thousand followers who had come with him. Just as Beitang Mo expected, those who had accompanied him to Jiuzhou lowered their heads when they met his gaze, clearly unwilling to continue opposing Yuxu Palace under these circumstances.
Indeed, if Ye Huan still carried the bloody aura left by Blood Refinement Sword Qi from before, not even Yuxu Palace would be able to protect him. Who would have thought that at such a critical moment, not only had Ye Huan lost that bloody aura completely, but he had also become a Nascent Soul Practitioner? If anyone offended him now, they would have to be prepared for the wrath of a Nascent Soul Practitioner at any moment!
"Beitang Mo, stop looking. No matter how much you stare, it won't change the fact that you slandered me and Yuxu Palace!"
After observing Beitang Mo for a while, Yu Wuxia quickly took two large steps forward. With a mouthful of words, she made a statement that was practically a counterattack, leaving Beitang Mo utterly stunned.
"It seems I have much more to learn from the sect leader!"
Ye Huan, equally surprised by Yu Wuxia's words, still managed to smile slightly. The look she cast at Beitang Mo now held a hint of malice...
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