Chapter 743: 749

The mountains were lush and the water was clear, brimming with vitality. The Yaochi Holy Land was revered as the number one sacred site in the Western Region, but it wasn’t because of its picturesque landscape or its fairy-like ambiance. It was because of its long-standing and enduring sacred lineage.

Some said that the Yaochi Holy Land was the most successful sect in the Western Region to avoid the major catastrophe of heaven and earth. Some even claimed that the Yaochi Holy Land suffered no losses during the great catastrophe.

How many within the Yaochi Holy Land knew what the heaven and earth catastrophe truly entailed was unknown. They were also unsure of the extent of the damage the Yaochi Holy Land endured during the catastrophe. However, this did not prevent the Yaochi Holy Land from being unsurpassed in the Western Region, teeming with the strong, against which no sect of the Western Region could compare.

If the Yaochi Holy Land hadn’t always upheld the concept of balanced development, the whole Western Region wouldn’t see the competitive scenario of a hundred families vying for power as it did today.

Atop a towering and magnificent mountain in the Yaochi Holy Land, the peak swathed in mists and abundant vitality. Besides a few sacred peaks within the Yaochi Holy Land, almost no place in the Western Region was more suitable for establishing a sect than here.

The mountain was called Yao Mountain. The mountain range was continuous and towering, often with cranes spreading their wings in the sky. It was the only place in the Western Region that housed such sacred birds.

Deep in Yao Mountain, on a flat mountaintop platform, ancient buildings lay side by side, each having a lineage of over ten thousand years.

From time to time, people came and went. Although it wasn’t bustling, it did not appear desolate either.

…

With a loud bang, Yue Yazi kicked open the door of a graceful house, startling those inside.

There were ten people in the house, enjoying tea in lighthearted conversation. Upon hearing the sound, they all turned to the door with faces of anger.

Upon seeing Yue Yazi, they exchanged glances. A young practitioner stood up with a chuckle and gently asked, “Who has angered the Saintess Yue? Speak up, let Luo Zheng take revenge on your behalf.”

The Saintess Yue chuckled and glanced disdainfully at Luo Chengguang, “Luo Chengguang, you better hide your frivolous face. Do you think that cultivating the Nine Heavenly Brilliances entitles you to act as you please?”

Luo Chengguang was startled. He exchanged looks with a voluptuous young woman next to him, looked at Yue Yazi in surprise, and asked, “What’s the matter? Has someone in the East Sea cultivated the Ten Instant Heavenly Hues?”

“Not likely, the Ten Instant Heavenly Hues are not so easily cultivated. Under today’s conditions of heaven and earth, it’s already admirable to cultivate the Nine Heavenly Brilliances. I don’t believe in the Ten Instant Heavenly Hues, at least not at this time.”

A steady man behind Luo Chengguang spoke, furrowed his brows, glanced at Yue Yazi and asked, “Yue Yazi, what exactly has happened?”

Yue Yazi seemed to have some reverence for the gloomy man in front of her. Upon hearing this, she snorted and said, “Yang Zhen is here.”

“Yang Zhen?” Luo Guangcheng was taken aback and asked, “Which Yang Zhen?”

Before Yue Yazi could speak, the voluptuous woman behind Luo Guangcheng suddenly brightened up her eyes, laughed heartily, and said with interest, “Don’t tell me it’s that Yang Zhen who cultivated the Twenty Heavenly Brilliances?”

Upon hearing the voluptuous woman’s words, Luo Guangcheng was stunned, then burst into laughter, saying, “So that’s who ticked you off. It’s that boastful fellow. Does he really think he’s cultivated the Twenty Heavenly Brilliances?”

The gloomy man also looked surprised, eyeing Yue Yazi with a strange expression.

If Yang Zhen were nothing more than a joke, Yue Yazi clearly wouldn’t have been so angry. The way she had kicked open the door suggested Yang Zhen had seriously upset her.

Did Yang Zhen really cultivate the Twenty Heavenly Brilliances?

Everyone looked at Yue Yazi with stunned and doubtful expressions, waiting for her to answer Luo Guangcheng’s question.

Yue Yazi’s eyes twinkled, and she chuckled, shaking her head and said, “He’s not merely cultivated Twenty Heavenly Brilliances…”

Luo Guangcheng snorted, saying, “I knew it, who could cultivate twenty Heavenly Brilliances? But if that’s so, why are you so outraged?”

Yue Yazi blinked and spoke with a wronged expression, “Yeah, why the hell am I so angry?”

Seeing the puzzled faces of everyone, Yue Yazi gritted her teeth and said, “Because that bastard Yang Zhen said that what he cultivated was not twenty Heavenly Brilliances, but a full one hundred Heavenly Brilliances.”

Pff!

Several people drinking tea sprayed it out, a few even spraying it on Luo Guangcheng, who seemed oblivious. Looking at Yue Yazi with a baffled face, he uttered in astonishment, “One hundred? Bloody hell, is this Yang Zhen an idiot? Who would believe such a claim?”

The sullen-looking man threw Luo Guangcheng a towel, stood up, glanced deeply at Yue Yazi, and asked in a deep voice, “You’re not hurt, are you?”

Obviously, he had recognized that Yue Yazi was angry because she was outnumbered and couldn’t make a move on Yang Zhen.

Yue Yazi snorted and said, “With a dozen of them, how dare I? I’m just… so angry, Wan Jian Senior Brother, you have no idea how annoying this Yang Zhen is. Relying on their numbers, he went on and on about having cultivated only one hundred Heavenly Brilliances, just one hundred… the expression on that bastard’s face, I wish I could tear his mouth apart.”

“Bastard!”

Wan Jian smashed a table beside him with a loud bang and said, “This is outrageous, most intolerable! Where are they now?”

Yue Yazi seemed to want to say something but then hesitated. Luo Guangcheng laughed and said, “Wan Senior Brother, don’t get too upset. For such a clown, it isn’t worth your anger. The Yaochi Grand Convention is about to start. Whether he really cultivated a hundred Heavenly Brilliances will be clear when we see. ”

With that, Luo Guangcheng turned to Yue Yazi, smiling and said, “Lady Yue needs not to be upset either. After I meet this Yang Zhen, I will try to get his head to vent off your anger.”

Yue Yazi giggled, looking at Luo Guangcheng with great interest and said, “Those are your own words now!”

Luo Guangcheng burst into laughter, saying, “Who in the Southern Region doesn’t know that my words are as heavy as nine tripods? Lady Yue, you can rest assured about this matter. I have to see what this Yang Zhen, who dared to make such absurd claims, has up his sleeves.”

Wan Jian’s face darkened, a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and warned, “Yunla is no fool. If he lets Yang Zhen speak such words, he must have other intentions. Luo Guangcheng, you should be careful when you meet Yang Zhen. However, the Yaochi Grand Convention is about to start, and there is a rumor that the Third Saintess will personally attend. It is a priority for you to stand out at the convention and gain her approval.”

Luo Guangcheng nodded and said, “Senior Brother Wan Jian, rest assured, I know my priorities. Yang Zhen is just a clown. Most likely, it was Yunla who was discredited and said out of nowhere that Yang Zhen had cultivated twenty Heavenly Brilliances. Now, he can’t step down and has to let Yang Zhen fool around to confuse everyone. I’ve seen this kind of thing a lot.”

“You know your priorities, good!” Wan Jian nodded, apparently very satisfied with Luo Guangcheng.

At this moment, the fiery woman beside Luo Guangcheng, who had also cultivated nine Heavenly Brilliances, suddenly stared at Wan Jian, asking, “Senior Brother Wan Jian, why is the Third Saintess looking for all these people blessed by heaven? Can you tell us now?”

Looking at the woman’s swirling eyes, Wan Jian smiled and said, “It’s not that I intentionally hide it from you. The Third Saintess repeatedly emphasized that this matter is of great importance, and only those who can pass the Yaochi Holy Land’s test are qualified to know.”

The fiery woman pouted, about to speak, but Luo Guangcheng laughed out loud and said, “Junior Sister Yu, don’t be anxious, this is rather a good thing. It prevents some bragging and powerless guys from knowing about it and spreading it around.”

Junior Sister Yu giggled, saying to Luo Guangcheng, “Senior Brother Luo was referring to Yang Zhen, right? He… how could he pass the test of Yaochi Holy Land.”

Everyone in the house laughed heartily, and even Yue Yazi looked much happier.

“Kerchoo!”

Someone sneezed, looked puzzledly at the fiery sun in the sky, and muttered, “Damn, the downside to being handsome is being on people’s minds everywhere I go.”