History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474

by 八月飞鹰, Ba Yue Fei Ying, August Eagle

  Helpless, Feng Yunsheng’s shoulders slumped slightly, “It’s mainly that…he’s your father…”’

  Yan Zhaoge smiled, “An ugly wife has to meet her parent-in-laws someday.”

  Feng Yunsheng chuckled, staring at Yan Zhaoge, “I’m very ugly?”

  Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips, “Not ugly, of course not…”

  Feng Yunsheng had just nodded satisfiedly when she heard Yan Zhaoge continuing, “It’s just that your face is a little round, your ears a little big, your brows a little thick, your person a little short…”

  “Yeah, yeah. That’s right, that’s right,” Feng Yunsheng nodded sarcastically, looking at him from the corner of her eye.

  She did not have an oval face like Meng Wan and Sikong Qing, her face instead being shaped more like a goose egg. While it was not round, it appeared a little abundant somewhat.

  As Feng Yunsheng cultivated every day, her body was naturally maintained in the same state. Still, if she were a normal person, if she gained fats, it would be her face on which the flesh first grew.

  At first glance, her features and brows were not as dazzling and captivating as the beauty Meng Wan or Sikong Qing possessed. However, it was a kind that grew on people, possessing a flair of its own.

  It was just that her brows were thicker than most other females. Coupled with her resolute gaze, this caused her to be overflowing with valour, decreasing the soft beauty of her features somewhat.

  The only deficiency in her beauty was that her ears were indeed a little big.

  Feng Yunsheng usually draped her hair down her shoulders and back, covering up her ears whether intentionally or not.

  While she was magnanimous and cheerful, she had that sort of vanity as well.

  As for her being short, this was purely Yan Zhaoge looking for trouble.

  Feng Yunsheng’s height was upper average amongst females. Still, of Fu Enshu’s disciples, she was indeed slightly shorter than Sikong Qing and Yin Liuhua, the height difference being even more pronounced when compared against her Master.

  Yan Zhaoge having jokingly found fault with her on all these, Feng Yunsheng could not help but roll her eyes.

  Looking smilingly at her, Yan Zhaoge finally said, “…Still, I just like those with slightly rounder faces, slightly larger ears, slightly thicker brows, slightly shorter heights. A certain someone fits all these criteria perfectly, not missing any in the least.”

  Feng Yunsheng imitated him, spreading her hands apart, “What great fortune then. Otherwise, there would be no one else under the broad heavens who would want me.”

  Yan Zhaoge smiled, taking out a long strip of cloth and going near Feng Yunsheng.

  Feng Yunsheng was slightly taken aback. Yan Zhaoge slipped the strip of cloth behind her neck and brought her hair together.

  “I have some myself,” Feng Yunsheng said, but Yan Zhaoge had already bundled up her hair into a long ponytail.

  Looking at Feng Yunsheng’s two exposed ears, Yan Zhaoge smiled, “It would be a great waste to hide it. Do you know? With your hair behind your head, your features are even more beautiful, your face appearing even younger, as if you were still sixteen or seventeen.”

  Feng Yunsheng didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry, “Are you saying that I’m already old now?”

  Yan Zhaoge tied her hair, “Who is joking with you? When we martial practitioners have achieved a certain cultivation level, we are all able to modify our appearances, even returning to how we looked like when young. Still, trust me on this. You indeed look nicer this way, your other advantages being exemplified even more clearly. As for your ears being exposed, it actually doesn’t mean much at all.”

  Feng Yunsheng looked quietly at Yan Zhaoge, tilting her head slightly with her gaze soft as she smiled after a long time, “Alright, I’ll listen to you.”

  Yan Zhaoge put his hands on his waist and appraised her before finally smiling satisfiedly, “Yes, perfect.”

  “Se…senior apprentice-brother Yan?” Now, a joyfully surprised whilst also rather hesitant voice resounded from the side.

  Looking over, Yan Zhaoge saw a youth standing by the side.

  “Oh, junior apprentice-brother Lan?” While they had not met for quite some time, Yan Zhaoge still immediately recognised the other party as a member of the group of young disciples he had once led to the Sealing Dragon Abyss of the Eastern Tang Kingdom, his name being Lan Wenyan.

  In the Eastern Tang, he had once been beaten up terribly by Ye Jing due to having righteously spoken up for Yan Zhaoge. Fortunately, he had gradually recuperated after having returned to the clan.

  A number of years having passed, once a Martial Artist, he was now already a Martial Scholar.

  Seeing that Yan Zhaoge recognised him, Lan Wenyan was instantly overjoyed. He clutched his sword, unconsciously gripping it even more tightly.

  That sword was a mid-grade artifact. Speaking of which, it was Yan Zhaoge from whom he had gotten it.

  After Lan Wenyan had been injured by Ye Jing that year, Yan Zhaoge had once found someone to send him medicine. He had also said that he had a mid-grade artifact reserved for him. Whenever he refined his qi into aura-qi and stepped into the Martial Scholar realm, that would be when that mid-grade artifact would be his.

  Mid-grade artifacts were usually possessed only by outer aura Martial Scholars. While it did not mean much to the current Yan Zhaoge, to Lan Wenyan who was currently still an inner aura Martial Scholar, it was indisputably a divine weapon.

  To Lang Wenyan, this sword’s position was also far from what other weapons could compare to.

  After having taken his leave of Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng, Lan Wenyan looked at Yan Zhaoge, yet was stunned once more.

  After all, while he too was incomparable to how he was in the past, the changes in the current Yan Zhaoge surpassed these by hundreds, thousands of times.

  Once, Yan Zhaoge had been an outstanding senior apprentice-brother of the same generation, being a role model for them all.

  After that, various miraculous performances had allowed Yan Zhaoge to surpass the restrictions of seniority and age, causing his fellow disciples of the same generation to find it hard to treat him as someone of the same generation any longer.

  Yan Zhaoge’s power shot up unceasingly within the clan, even becoming one of their key decision-makers.

  With the actualisation of the destruction of the Sacred Sun Clan and the Heavenly Thunder Hall as well as the slaying of the Radiant Light Sect’s troops, Yan Zhaoge had virtually become a living legend of the Eight Extremities World, causing Lan Wenyan to feel rather bedazzled by this.

  He had emotionally emitted a sound just earlier. Yet, truly standing before Yan Zhaoge now, he could only feel like his body was even trembling slightly, his tongue swelteringly dry as he knew not what he should say at all.

  Yan Zhaoge glanced at Lan Wenyan. He had a blue-bordered blue robe over his white clothes, actually already having long since been promoted from an ordinary disciple to an elite disciple.

  “The blue robe is not easy to wear. If you want that black border on your blue robe, you will have to far surpass others of the same generation in your efforts and perseverance,” Looking at Lan Wenyan, Yan Zhaoge was rather emotional before he smiled, “Just relying on rewards to encourage others would not be good. Still, I understand your personality well, and we also share ties of destiny.”

  “It’ll be like this. Just like last time, I have a mid-grade spirit artifact left behind for you. Whenever you step into the Martial Grandmaster realm, that is when it will be yours.”

  Feng Yunsheng smiled by the side, not speaking. She knew that the mid-grade spirit artifact was certainly not the main point. Even if it was, Lan Wenyan also wouldn’t treat it in such a manner.

  He could currently feel Yan Zhaoge’s hopes and encouragement towards him that resembled an agreement between men.

  Feeling his body no longer trembling, Lan Wenyan stood tall, saying loudly, “As senior apprentice-
brother Yan instructs, I will definitely work hard.”

  History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 605: Congratulations from all around

  HSSB605: Congratulations from all around

  Lan Wenyan’s spirits rose greatly. Forcibly suppressing his surging emotions, he bowed towards Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng before taking his leave.

  Watching his departing figure, Feng Yunsheng asked curiously, “What ties of destiny were you referring to just now?”

  Yan Zhaoge briefly explained the events of back then before smiling, “It was when I went to the Eastern Tang back then. I inadvertently ran into Meng Wan and found you because of her.”

  Feng Yunsheng clicked her tongue in wonder upon hearing this.

  Yan Zhaoge said, “This fella is pretty good. The reason for me having helped him is not just the matter of back then.”

  “He was injured very heavily at the hands of Ye Jing back then. While the clan treated him and I gifted him with medicine as well, he still had to recuperate for a long time before recovering.”

  “He would be a rare genius outside, but his talent cannot be considered top-tier in our clan. Having been held back like this, there was the possibility of him having turned ordinary.”

  “Yet, he put in painstaking effort, working even harder than before. He can be considered one of the most diligent people amongst our younger generation. Finally, he instead surpassed many, gradually coming to stand out from amongst the crowd.”

  Yan Zhaoge smiled, “Since we have such a relation and he is also willing to work harder, I might as well support him further.”

  Feng Yunsheng also nodded slightly, “Since that is so, I believe that he will not disappoint you.”

  As they talked, they walked along the mountain path.

  Now, Yan Zhaoge gazed into the distance and said happily, “We’ve got familiar faces again.”

  Feng Yunsheng looked over as well. A few people appeared at the end of the path. There were Feng Moyang, Jun Luo, Zhao Ming , Jing Yunzhi and others.

  Feng Yunsheng was also well acquainted with them as she similarly smiled, “Indeed familiar faces.”

  After seeing that it was Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng, Feng Moyang and the others cupped their hands before Yan Zhaoge smiled, asking, “Why are you here?”

  Jun Luo answered cheerfully, “Father’s come to Broad Creed Mountain to visit Uncle Yan, so I came along with him.”

  Yan Zhaoge came to a realisation as he swivelled his head to look at Zhao Ming, “Since that is so, is Uncle Zhao here as well?”

  Zhao Ming nodded, “That’s right.”

  Feng Moyang smiled, “Uncle Zhao and Uncle Jun have both come from far away. My father specially stopped with the pill that he happened to be concocting.”

  Their families were well acquainted from top to bottom. Their fathers Yan Di, Feng Chi, Jun Zhiyuan and Zhao Shicheng had all been extremely close pals when they were young.

  Yan Di having Transcended Mortality and entered Sainthood was a great cause for celebration. Naturally, Jun Zhiyuan and Zhao Shicheng would come forth to congratulate him.

  It was just that due to the invasion of the Flame Devil World at the East Sea previously, Yan Di had rushed to the Battle of the East Sea immediately after having emerged from seclusion as a Martial Saint. Having sealed the Flame Devils with the Taiyi Imperial Breaking Formation afterwards, Yan Di himself had been stuck within the seal, only having recently been able to extricate himself.

  Yan Zhaoge smiled, “Let’s go. The older generation can have their gathering; we can have ours.”

  Jun Luo’s gaze constantly moved between Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng, “Brother Yan, Senior Sister Feng, are you going to become my Little Sister-in-law?”

  Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng both could not help but smile, the former directly flicking her head, “Take away the word ‘Little’. She’s older than you anyways.”

  Jun Luo held her head, “Having tied her hair up, Senior Sister Feng might not even look older than me.”

  Hearing her words, Yan Zhaoge sent a triumphant glance Feng Yunsheng’s way. Feng Yunsheng smiled, shaking her head.

  Jun Luo scooted before them, smiling happily, “I was the first one to congratulate you. Should I have a prize?”

  “There’ll naturally be a prize. Still, I’ve got to congratulate you too, Luo Luo,” Feng Yunsheng smiled, appraising Jun Luo along with a youth standing beside her.

  Hearing her words, that youth’s face turned red, appearing joyful whilst also embarrassed, yet with it being more of unease as he secretly shot a glance at Jun Luo beside him.

  This youth was the descendant of the Lian Family, Lian Cheng, whom Yan Zhaoge had seen while travelling to the Sand Region with Feng Yunsheng that year. He had already entered the Howling Wind Sword Sect, his Master precisely being Jun Zhiyuan.

  Jun Luo had originally wanted to tease Feng Yunsheng, looking at the shyness of the usually valiant her.

  Who knew that Feng Yunsheng would be graceful and magnanimous, her face not changing in the least as she had instead teased her and Lian Cheng.

  Jun Luo blushed slightly, especially composing herself when she noticed the gaze of Lian Cheng beside her as she let out a dry cough, “Congratulate…congratulate what? Don’t tease me, Senior Sister Feng.”

  These words having left her mouth, Lian Cheng’s face instantly fell greatly.

  Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge and the others could not help but smile.

  Lian Cheng had a weak personality, having been completely grasped within Jun Luo’s hands. Yet, there would really still be a long way to go if he were to succeed. Currently, Jun Luo held too much of an initiative between them.

  Still, while Jun Luo had not admitted it, having been brought along by Jun Zhiyuan and having come to walk alongside Yan Zhaoge, Feng Moyang and Zhao Ming’s group along with Jun Luo now, this already went to show something to a certain extent.

  This circle was very small, after all. Feng Yunsheng aside, Jing Yunzhi had already married Zhao Ming.

  Yan Di hosted Jun Zhiyuan’s group while Yan Zhaoge played host to Jun Luo’s group. All of them talked and laughed happily, everyone being in a merry mood.

  After Yan Di had returned to Broad Creed Mountain, the air in Broad Creed Mountain had improved.

  Turbid Wave Pavilion’s Pavilion Lord An Qinglin, Infinite Boundless Mountain’s Chief Chu Yan and Jade Sea City’s City Lord Song Wuliang had specifically come over to pay visits to them once more.

  The global situation of the entire Eight Extremities World completely stabilised.

  With Yan Zhaoge’s gains from the dragon tomb as well as the oceanic resources supplied by the entire Eight Extremities World, Broad Creed Mountain swiftly regained its vitality, developing further.

  It was only a matter of time before they returned to their peak and reached greater heights.

  And despite this matter of time, Yan Zhaoge and those of Broad Creed Mountain did not let the current ideal state of affairs rush to their heads.

  The powers of the Eight Extremities World were already unable to stir up any waves. Yet, the Radiant Light Sect of the World beyond Worlds would not let it go as easy as that. They might come to find trouble with them at any time.

  Yan Di directly entered seclusion in the Myriad Dragon Palace, while Yan Zhaoge tempered himself unceasingly as well.

  Time flew quickly by. In a flash, several months had passed.

  One day, after a cultivation session, Yan Zhaoge was analysing that metallic fragment gifted to him by Old Man Mo.

  There was no remnant aura or will of the Dim Radiant Emperor Yin Tianxia and no unique sense of power within, causing Yan Zhaoge to be unable to get his head around it for the time being.

  However, along with Yan Zhaoge’s increasing cultivation base and his increasing comprehension of the Peerless Heavenly Scripture, his sensing of the myriad arts of the heavens and the earth had become increasingly stronger.

  Analysing this metallic fragment, Yan Zha
oge vaguely felt that there truly seemed to be some exceptional profundities within it, just that he was temporarily unable to see through them.

  “Huh?” Yan Zhaoge’s heart suddenly jolted slightly as he kept the metallic fragment.

  He felt the Myriad Dragon Palace seemingly shudder slightly as an extremely powerful aura emanated from the depths of the palace.

  The next moment, streams of purple light spilled outwards, suffusing the Myriad Dragon Palace.

  The Myriad Dragon Palace was even unable to hold this purple qi back. After exiting the great hall, the purple qi directly enveloped the entire Broad Creed Mountain, expanding even further to join with the Clear Qi Grand Formation, dyeing the entire heavens and earth for the surrounding five thousand kilometres all around virtually completely purple.

  A figure walked out of the depths of the Myriad Dragon Palace neither swiftly nor slowly.

  Yan Zhaoge instantly smiled, “Congratulations, father, on leaving seclusion having improved further, stepping into the second level of the Martial Saint realm.”

  History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 606: Gloriously coming for revenge? Get wrecked!

  HSSB606: Gloriously coming for revenge? Get wrecked!

  The person exiting from the depths of the Myriad Dragon Palace was naturally Yan Di.

  As he exhaled and inhaled, the all-encompassing purple qi enveloping Broad Creed Mountain vanished.

  Gazing at Yan Di, Yan Zhaoge could only feel that amidst the pulsing of the acupoints of his entire body, a majestic force and a sharp, tyrannical sabre-intent could be felt in abundance. With every step he took, the entire Eight Extremities World seemed to shake slightly.

  “It’s all thanks to the gains from the battle with the Flame Devils and the abundant qi of true dragons from this palace,” Yan Di said.

  Purple light vaguely flickered within his eyes, the silhouettes of multiple dragons surfacing within.

  There seemed to be countless light dragons soaring and coiling together about the acupoints of his entire body.

  Yan Di came beside Yan Zhaoge, “While I succeeded both in Transcending Mortality and entering Sainthood and breaking through into the second level of the Martial Saint realm, I accomplished this a little too quickly. After this, I will have to stabilise my foundations for a bit.”