[Chapter 146: Old Man Lends You His Spiritual Sense]
The last time he saw Zhao Wuling, who was at the fourth level of Dark Power, Yang Yiyun thought he could handle him, and even ignore him.
However, facing two ancient warriors at the fifth and sixth levels of Dark Power, Yang Yiyun really felt the pressure. Their blood and breath were too strong, which made him, a genuine cultivator, feel a little depressed.
But the strange thing was that the middle-aged man at the fifth level of Dark Power looked at him with admiration after scrutiny, which was a bit strange.
The sixth level of Dark Power was a bit unfriendly to him. When he looked at him, his eyes were very cold, and there was a vague murderous intent.
In response, Yang Yiyun also glared back.
It is true that the ancient warrior at the sixth level of Dark Power gave him pressure, but it did not mean that he was afraid. If they really fought to the death, Yang Yiyun believed that the other party would definitely die.
After a few seconds of staring at each other, Zhao Nan hurriedly stepped forward and introduced Yang Yiyun: “This is my second uncle Zhao Yuancheng, and this is my father Zhao Yuanxian.”
In Zhao Nan’s introduction, the one with the fifth level of dark energy is her father, and the one with the sixth level of dark energy is her second uncle.
Yang Yiyun was stunned for a moment, and secretly said in her heart: “This is my father-in-law, but it seems that he has a good impression of me, unlike her second uncle who stared at me. It turns out that he is Zhao Wuling’s father.”
Zhao Nan paused and looked at Zhao Wuling, and then paused and said: “You met my cousin Zhao Wuling last time.”
Perhaps the last time under the pressure of spiritual consciousness left a psychological shadow on Zhao Wuling. Today, Zhao Wuling met Yang Yiyun again, without arrogance on his face, and even a little fearful.
Seeing this scene, Yang Yiyun was very happy.
However, with Zhao Nan’s father present today, Yang Yiyun had to consider her face no matter what. With a smile on her face, she stepped forward and said with the etiquette of an ancient warrior: “Meet the two seniors~”
First of all, etiquette cannot be rude.
“Okay, okay, I’ve heard my Nan Nan say good things about you all morning. Young and promising, not bad!” Zhao Nan’s father nodded and smiled first, motioning Yang Yiyun to sit down and talk.
However, Zhao Nan’s second uncle Zhao Yuancheng snorted coldly and said, “Young and promising, I’m afraid it’s not necessarily true. I heard that you are very arrogant. At such a young age, you have provoked the Ye family of Yancheng and the Ma family of Northwest. With such arrogance, can you live long in the future?” Zhao Yuancheng
gave birth to a son, Zhao Wuling, and regarded him as a treasure in his heart. The three brothers of the Zhao family, the eldest and his wife have no children at all, and the third brother Zhao Yuanxian has a daughter, Zhao Nan. Not to mention the other Zhao family collateral branches, the future heir of the Zhao family’s ancient martial arts lineage will be his son Zhao Wuling.
But after Zhao Wuling went back last time, he actually said that he was scared by Yang Yiyun, and said that Yang Yiyun might be a congenital mythical figure. After
hearing this, Zhao Yuancheng was furious and didn’t believe what his son said at all.
Congenital mythical figure? Are you kidding?
How old is Yang Yiyun? At most, he is only 21 years old.
Could he be a congenital?
Zhao Yuancheng has never seen a top congenital figure in the ancient martial arts world. He just heard from his grandfather that there might be some in several ancient sects, but they are at least old monsters who have practiced martial arts for decades.
There were not many congenitals at the age of 21 in ancient times.
So Zhao Yuancheng didn’t believe that Yang Yiyu could be a congenital ancient artifact level.
Just now, I went to feel his blood and found that it was very weak, even vague. In Zhao Yuancheng’s mind, Yang Yiyu was at most at the level of dark energy, which was far inferior to his son Zhao Wuling. The reason why he was able to scare his son Zhao Wuling might be because he used some unorthodox means.
In the ancient martial arts world, some ancient martial artists who are not up to the standard like to scare people with unorthodox methods.
Therefore, the self-righteous Zhao Yuancheng did not have a good face towards Yang Yiyu. Of course, the reason was that he, Zhao Yuancheng, was an ancient martial artist of the sixth level of dark energy. There were only a handful of people in the entire ancient martial arts world who could reach the sixth level of dark energy. Therefore, Zhao Yuancheng was always very arrogant. In addition, as a member of the four major families in Yancheng, he was born with a sense of superiority. He was really arrogant.
When Zhao Nan heard the sarcasm in the words of his second uncle Zhao Yuancheng to Yang Yiyu, her face immediately turned ugly. However, facing the second uncle who was domineering in the family, she was still a little scared. However, since she had already determined Yang Yiyu in her heart, she had to say something even if she offended her second uncle.
“Second uncle Yang Yiyu is my boyfriend, please treat him as a family member.” Although the words were not said clearly, everyone could understand the anger in Zhao Nan’s words.
This time, Zhao Yuancheng was completely furious. In the Zhao family, male power has always been supreme. Even the family’s ancient martial arts inheritance is passed on to men, not women. To put it bluntly, women in the Zhao family have no status in the family.
Zhao Yuancheng, who had never been dared to contradict him, slapped his palm on the table. With a loud noise, the marble coffee table broke into pieces under Zhao Yuancheng’s palm.
“The good daughter you taught, when did she become so ignorant of the rules? It seems that the old man spoiled her too much. After this incident, you should return to Yancheng and fulfill your marriage contract with the Ye family. You are becoming more and more ignorant if you stay outside…” Zhao Yuancheng spoke angrily, scolding Zhao Nan without any hesitation, and also scolded the third brother Zhao Yuanxian.
But Zhao Nan was also stubborn. Facing the scolding of his second uncle, he said boldly: “Second uncle, whether I go back or not is none of your business. I came out because of an agreement between me and grandpa, not with you.”
“You…” Zhao Yuanxian was so angry that he was shaking all over and was about to speak again.
At this time, Zhao Nan’s father Zhao Yuanxian spoke. He coughed twice and said slowly: “Why are you angry, second brother? Nan Nan is young and ignorant. You are in your forties. Why do you have to argue with a child like her? Besides, Nan Nan and the old man have an agreement.
If she can create 1 billion contributions to the family within a year, she doesn’t have to marry into the Ye family. Now the one-year agreement has not expired yet, so there is no need to rush.”
As Zhao Nan’s father, Zhao Yuanxian only has Zhao Nan as his precious daughter, and he treats her as a darling. Even if the rules set by the ancestors of the Zhao family favor sons over daughters, Zhao Yuanxian does not think so. He only has one precious daughter, and he will not let her suffer any grievances.
Another thing is that among the three brothers of the Zhao family, because he has the weakest internal strength, all the resources of the family are tilted towards the second and the eldest. Zhao Yuanxian can only come out to make money for the family and provide resources to others. Under the rule of fist size, the second brother has always disliked him.
This time he came to the ancient capital, under the order of the old man, to ask about the origin of the anti-aging pill. After arriving, he learned that the anti-aging pill was contributed by Yang Yiyu, and Zhao Yuanxian also heard from his daughter Zhao Nan that Yang Yiyu is also an ancient warrior, and even he is her boyfriend.
In addition, Zhao Wuling said last time that Yang Yiyu might be a congenital myth, which made the Zhao family a little restless. This time he came to find out the situation.
Today, when he saw it, Yang Yiyu was indeed a handsome man. If it is confirmed that the anti-aging pill was passed down from a sect of ancient warriors, it means that Yang Yiyu might be a disciple of an ancient sect, and he is fully qualified to be called the son-in-law of the Zhao family. This is what Zhao Yuanxian wants to see.
But the attitude of the second brother Zhao Yuancheng is too overbearing, which makes him uncomfortable.
In addition, the second son scolded his daughter, which made Zhao Yuanxian even more displeased.
No matter how bad my daughter is, it is not your turn to scold her. You are not polite to the second son.
Yang Yiyun heard Zhao Yuancheng’s curse and ridicule, and he became angry. However, before he opened his mouth, he heard Zhao Nan defending him. Even the future father-in-law was thinking about him, which touched Yang Yiyun.
Hearing Zhao Yuancheng’s scolding of Zhao Nan, Yang Yiyun was furious and felt that he could not bear it anymore.
He stepped forward and looked at Zhao Yuancheng and said in a deep voice: “Today, I will not argue with you for the sake of you being Zhao Nan’s second uncle, but there are some things I have to say in advance. From now on, I hope you will not yell at Zhao Nan, otherwise don’t blame me for being rude.”
Zhao Yuancheng was originally angry because of the third father and daughter’s confrontation. At this time, he heard Yang Yiyu’s warning words, which made him completely furious. He snorted in his heart, and said, “I will ignore you today to show my power. I will show you the strength of a sixth-level ancient warrior of the dark energy. You don’t know who the horse king is.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanxian suddenly stood up and walked towards Yang Yiyu, saying, “Boy, you are just a country boy. Who do you think you are? How dare you threaten me? Today, let me teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders.”
Yang Yiyu saw that Zhao Yuancheng was shameless and wanted to take action, and he sneered in his heart. Although Zhao Yuancheng was a sixth-level dark energy, he was not a match in theory, but as a cultivator and the descendant of the twelve-tribulation loose immortal, didn’t he have any means?
What a joke, a ancient warrior is threatening him, does he really think that cultivators are easy to bully?
“Old man, lend me your spiritual consciousness, help me crush this old bastard, if he wants to show off, I will make him lose face today.”
Yang Yiyu said in his heart, naturally speaking to his master Yun Tianxie. Although he knew that his master was only in the state of Yuan Shen, his mental power or spiritual consciousness was the real twelve-tribulation loose immortal spiritual consciousness, which was many times higher than the spiritual consciousness.
(End of this chapter)
