I Am Overlord c1-962

by Translator: Pokka; Author: 我本纯洁 (I Am Pure); Licensed From: Migu

  The sisters did not have a lot of devil materials. After they both traded their materials for some contribution points, they left with Xiang Shaoyun. When they stepped out of the Contribution Hall, they found that Yang Shuo was waiting for them with a group of people.

  That much was obvious from the look in their eyes. Xiang Shaoyun wasn't even bothered to spare the group any of his attention. He walked away with the sisters, completely ignoring the group. However, Yang Shuo still approached looking for trouble.

  "Mister Lin, what do you think of these two?" asked Yang Shuo as he stood in the way of the sisters.

  "What is the meaning of this, Yang Shuo?" Han Qianwei asked in a displeased manner. Han Xuewei also wore a cold expression; a ruthless look started filling her eyes.

  A young man in Yang Shuo's group raised his brow, and with a look of appreciation in his eyes, he said, "Not bad, not bad at all. But it looks like they already have a lover?"

  "That doesn't matter at all. What can a wimpy brat like him do?" said Yang Shuo with a look of disdain. He then looked at the sisters and said, "This is Lin Yi, the young master of Soaring Dragon Province's Lin Clan. The Lin Clan is only slightly weaker than the Dragon Society. Although your Han Clan is quite powerful, you are still incomparable to the Lin Clan. It is in your best interest to serve him well."

  Lin Li had a decent appearance. He was fair and clean, his clothes gorgeous, and with an elegant folding fan in hand, he emanated a scholarly and refined aura. Although Lin Yi came from a powerful clan, he was a simple-minded person. With just some praises from Yang Shuo, he was filled with elation.

  "Exactly. If you follow me, your clan will benefit from it. That is much better than following this wimpy brat," said Lin Yi arrogantly, as if he alone could decide what the Lin Clan would do.

  Xiang Shaoyun was feeling rather helpless. He was already 19 years old and was rather tall among humans. Although his face still looked slightly tender, nobody would actually see him as just a brat. Now that Yang Shuo and Lin Yi were seeing him as a brat, his anger started rising.

  "I have never heard of the Lin Clan. Move away, or don't blame me for what I'm about to do," said Han Qianwei, losing her temper.

  She would generally avoid getting into such arguments, as she did not want to create any trouble. But with her uncle, Han Pojun, nearby, if these youngsters really pushed it too far, her uncle would definitely come to help them.

  "Oh, she's quite spicy as well! I like it!" said Lin Yi.

  "What are you waiting for, then? Just take her with you. In any case, the Han Clan's base in the Bloodsin City has been destroyed. I doubt they have any other backers," said Yang Shuo. With an impatient look, he berated Xiang Shaoyun, "Brat, piss off. Do you want to die here?"

  Right after he said that, a palm slapped his face.

  Pa!

  "AHHH!"

  A crisp slap rang out, followed by a miserable wail. Yang Shuo was sent flying away, his teeth and blood spraying everywhere, looking extremely sorry.

  "Not even houseflies are as noisy as you! Are you trying to make me deaf?" said Xiang Shaoyun while digging his ear. The sisters grinned happily at the sight of that.

  Chapter 512: Super War Emperor

  The Han Clan sisters knew how strong Xiang Shaoyun was. With him personally making a move, the group blocking their way would amount to nothing. Lin Yi did not seem to realize that. Instead, he concluded that Xiang Shaoyun had merely caught Yang Shuo by surprise.

  "Looks like you are quite capable. Brother Yang, you have been too careless," said Lin Yi. He was in no rush to join the fight. Rather, he took the time to ridicule Yang Shuo.

  Lin Yi was only an eighth-stage Skysoar Realm cultivator. He could see that Xiang Shaoyun had a similar cultivation level to Yang Shuo, and he was confident he would be able to deal with Xiang Shaoyun.

  In any case, he was clear Yang Shuo had merely been trying to fan his flames so he would make a move against the sisters and Xiang Shaoyun. He was merely repaying Yang Shuo the same favor. One ought to admit that these young masters of influential clans were rather good at scheming.

  Sure enough, those words caused Yang Shuo to bounce off the ground before charging Xiang Shaoyun without any hesitation. A green fist energy shot straight toward Xiang Shaoyun's face, carrying a rather impressive might with it. Unfortunately, when the fist was about to hit, Xiang Shaoyun easily caught it and kicked Yang Shuo's belly.

  Bang!

  An intense pain assaulted Yang Shuo's stomach, and he started vomiting. It was evident the kick had been a heavy one.

  "Scram!" said Xiang Shaoyun as he looked at Yang Shuo and Lin Yi.

  The moment Lin Yi met Xiang Shaoyun's eyes, his heart trembled for no apparent reason. It was as if Xiang Shaoyun had transformed into a dragon that was roaring at him, filling his heart with fear.

  It was at this moment that a furious shout rang out, "You dare harm my young master? Die!"

  An imposing pressure pressed down upon Xiang Shaoyun as a massive palm energy crashed down from above. The attacker was from a first-stage Emperor, most probably someone from Yang Shuo's side. Someone like him was definitely enough to scare regular Kings. However, he was nothing before Xiang Shaoyun.

  Xiang Shaoyun slowly lowered his stance, pulled his fist back, and threw a punch toward the palm. The fist seemed slow, but when launched, it was akin to a raging lightning bolt filled with power.

  Bang!

  The palm and fist collided loudly. Xiang Shaoyun remained standing on the same spot and was still perfectly fine. In the sky was a middle-aged man who continued attacking like an eagle.

  "Since you are seeking death, I will lend you a hand," said Xiang Shaoyun, his eyes turning frosty upon sensing the Emperor's murderous intent.

  He then transformed into a bolt of lightning, shooting into the sky, and bombarded the middle-aged man with a barrage of Lightning Bolt Fists. Each punch was filled with boundless power, intimidating all who were witnessing the fight.

  In the blink of an eye, Xiang Shaoyun and the Emperor had exchanged over 100 moves, catching the attention of many people. Naturally, Han Pojun and Du Xuanhao had also noticed the ongoing battle. However, they were confident Xiang Shaoyun could solve it himself. They only needed to make a move when required.

  "Old Du, who exactly is Young Master Xiang?" Han Pojun asked.

  "You don't need to know that. All you need to know is that his background is no weaker than your Han Clan's," said Du Xuanhao.

  Han Pojun knew that Du Xuanhao was hiding something, but he did not press on for answers. After all, he knew that everyone had their own secrets and that being overly pushy would only annoy others.

  He shifted the topic, "What do you think of my nieces?"

  "Graceful and elegant. Not bad," said Du Xuanhao.

  "What do you think about keeping them by Young Master Xiang's side?" Han Pojun suggested. Du Xuanhao blanked out.

  Meanwhile, Lin Yi was cursing inwardly, This kid is actually so powerful! That bastard Yang Shuo is laying a trap for me!

  He quickly fled with his men, abandoning the Emperor still battling Xiang Shaoyun. There was no way a young man this powerful was someone without a background. In fact, even Yang Shuo himself had reached the same conclusion as his legs shivered with fear. At this point, it no longer mattered if his men could defeat Xiang Shaoyun because he had definitely provoked a scary organization and would be the one to suffer in the end.

  At this time, Xiang Shaoyun was starting to gain the upper hand in the ongoing battle. He kicked repeatedly, sending numerous hurricanes forward, keeping the Emperor busy. The Emperor was forced to draw his weapon in his attempt to suppress Xiang Shaoyun with force. In response, Xiang Shaoyun activated his gift of instincts and moved like the wind to the Emperor's flank. Before the Emperor could finish his attack, Xiang Shaoyun attacked.

  Havoc Dance: Havoc Fist!

  His punch seemed ordinary and did not look like anything special. Suddenly, lightning swirled around the
fist, and dragon roars started ringing in the air as the fist began emanating an indescribable power.

  Rumble! Rumble!

  The domineering fist also attracted several silver lightning bolts from the sky, further enhancing its might. The Emperor was greatly shocked, but he was unable to switch his stance in time. Instantly, Xiang Shaoyun struck the Emperor through an opening he found, and the nine silver lightning bolts struck the Emperor, completely disorienting him. Xiang Shaoyun pressed on with several elbow strikes to the Emperor's heart.

  Sphhlt!

  The Emperor was sent flying away while coughing blood, eventually crashing heavily onto the ground. Yang Shuo was greatly frightened by what he saw. Without any hesitation, he started fleeing. He was afraid that he would die if he was any slower. Unfortunately for him, Xiang Shaoyun would not allow him to flee.

  He had barely moved when Xiang Shaoyun kicked his back, sending him flying far away. It was unknown whether he survived the kick. The people in the area were filled with shock.

  "How powerful. He is indeed worthy of being the Yu Clan's son-in-law candidate. He is actually a legitimate War Emperor."

  "War Emperor my ass. He is more like a Super War Emperor. He is only a seventh-stage King, yet he can already defeat an Emperor. After advancing a stage or two, his combat prowess will become even scarier."

  "What's his name? We need to befriend him if we have the chance."

  "I heard his name is Xiang Shaoyun. He can't be a member of the legendary Xiang Clan, right?"

  "Don't lightly make such assumptions, but a young man this strong is really rare. Only someone like this is worthy of being the Yu Clan's son-in-law."

  ...

  Xiang Shaoyun ignored the crowd. Just as he was about to head toward Du Xuanhao and Han Pojun, several figures shot toward him.

  Chapter 513: Battle of the Four Academies

  The newcomers had come so quickly the people in the area did not even notice them arriving. There were four of them, three men and one woman. Two old men, one middle-aged man, and one adult woman.

  One of the old men had snow-white hair and a rosy complexion, his temperament ethereal, his poise divine, his features like a sage's. The other old man was dressed in a robe with nine palaces embroidered on it. His eyes would occasionally lit up with vitality, completely unlike the eyes a man his age would usually have.

  The middle-aged man had a robust build, and his veins were visible on his explosive, muscular arms. He also had a pair of bright,imposing eyes. As for the woman, she was about 30 years old and was dignified and dainty. She had an hourglass figure, and there seemed to be a halo around her at all times, further highlighting her beauty.

  "You are?" Xiang Shaoyun asked. The four were staring at him with glistening eyes, causing his hairs to stand on end.

  He did not think that these were Yang Shuo's people as well. After all, it was quite clear they were no ordinary individuals. At this time, Du Xuanhao and Han Pojun arrived beside Xiang Shaoyun. None of them dared to take any rash actions, as they couldn't even begin to see the cultivation levels of the four before them. That could only mean that these four were much stronger than them.

  "Kid, are you willing to join the True Martial Academy?" asked the white-haired old man.

  "Kid, are you willing to join the Nine Palace Academy?" asked the old man in the robe embroidered with nine palaces.

  "Kid, are you willing to join the Dragon Phoenix Academy?" asked the robust middle-aged man.

  "Kid, are you willing to join the Sacred Deer Academy?" asked the beautiful woman.

  The four questions seemed similar, yet they were also very different at the same time. When the people in the surroundings heard them, their faces were covered with respect, and when they looked at the young man standing before the four, their hearts were filled with envy.

  Xiang Shaoyun was completely stunned. He had not expected that a single battle would attract the attention of all four ancient academies.

  "Young Master Xiang is indeed a giant among men," whispered Han Pojun to Du Xuanhao, his eyes filled with envy.

  Du Xuanhao replied joyfully, "Of course. I wouldn't have remained so loyal to him otherwise."

  Xiang Shaoyun quickly recovered his calm. While scratching his head, he smiled and said, "Thank you for showing me this favor, lords. But I have already gotten an entrance test quota for the Dragon Phoenix Academy using contribution points."

  The robust middle-aged man was overjoyed. "Excellent choice, young man! Our Dragon Phoenix Academy is—"

  Just as he was about to start praising his academy, the white-haired old man interrupted him, "Young man, you have only gotten a qualification to take the test. Come to the True Martial Academy. You don't even need to take the test. I will take you in as a special-recruit disciple. Come with me!"

  He then reached for Xiang Shaoyun's hand, attempting to drag him away. But before the old man could grab Xiang Shaoyun's hand, a different hand swept in and stopped him.

  "This young man is more suited for my Nine Palace Academy. I am taking him in as a special-recruit disciple as well!" said the old man in a robe. Evidently, he was not going to back out of this.

  "Why are you two old men bickering in front of a young man?" said the beautiful woman. She then flashed Xiang Shaoyun an enchanting smile. "Young man, I am also offering to take you in as a special-recruit disciple of the Sacred Deer Academy. You might not know this, but the Sacred Deer Academy is filled with beauties. All of them are as talented as you with powerful backgrounds to boot. With your great looks and talent, you will definitely be able to earn the favors of those beauties! Think of how beautiful your life would be!"

  The beautiful woman was practically laying a honey trap before Xiang Shaoyun.

  The robust middle-aged man was getting impatient. He loudly said, "This young man has already purchased a quota of the Dragon Phoenix Academy. It can only mean that he prefers my academy! Why are you poaching my recruit? Come with me, kid! Let's see who dares to stop you from coming with me!"

  After saying that, he tried bringing Xiang Shaoyun away.

  The white-haired old man shouted solemnly, "Xiao Wei, stop making up facts. This young man has only purchased a test quota. He is not yet a member of your Dragon Phoenix Academy. In any case, the True Martial Academy is the strongest of the four academies. Therefore, we will be the best choice for this young man!"

  After saying that, he erupted with an imposing aura.

  The old man from the Nine Palace Academy was also unwilling to back off. He said, "The Nine Palace Academy was founded by the number one name on the Contribution Stele. Of the Four Great Ancient Academies, we have the most ancient tradition. Our academy will be the best choice for this young man."

  "The Sacred Deer Academy may be the youngest of the four academies, but our cultivation system is the best of the best. Not one of our disciples has failed to reach the Saint Realm. In fact, many of our disciples have reached even higher realms! Kid, if you join the Sacred Deer Academy, I will accept you as my personal disciple!" The beautiful woman gave the best offer she could think of.

  As far as they were concerned, Xiang Shaoyun was already a War Emperor when he was a seventh-stage Skysoar Realm cultivator. Before long, he would be a Super War Emperor with boundless prospects. More importantly, Xiang Shaoyun was still young. He was not even 20 years old. His talent for cultivation could be considered top tier even in the entirety of the dominion.

  "Hmph. Our Dragon Phoenix Academy is not much weaker than your academies. So who wants to be my enemy today? Come at me!" said Xiao Wei in a displeased manner.

  After saying that, he erupted with an imposing aura as well, and it seemed like he wasn't any weaker than the two old men.

  Just as a fight was about to break out, an ethereal voice rang out, "Although this kid is decent, he is not good enough for all of you to fight over. Just let him decide by himself."

  The four looked in the direction of the contribution exchange platform as a
look of respect surfaced in their eyes, and nodded.

  Xiang Shaoyun followed their eyes, and his gaze landed on the old man at the platform. Inwardly, he sighed, Looks like this person is the actual hidden expert of the fort.

  "Alright, young man. Think it over and make your pick. Remember, our True Martial Academy is the strongest. Nobody can deny that," said the white-haired old man.

  The other three were displeased, but they couldn't offer any retort. In terms of overall strength, the True Martial Academy was indeed the strongest.

  The old man from the Nine Palace Academy said, "Look at the Contribution Stele. The number one name is our chairman. I believe you're a smart man. Don't make a decision you'll regret."

  "A hero should always be matched with a beauty. Don't miss out on this chance, young man," said the woman.

  The robust middle-aged man loudly said, "The Dragon Phoenix Academy is the place dragons and phoenixes among men are born. Since you have already selected this academy, you should stick to your heart and brace ahead bravely, becoming a dragon and soaring to the heavens!"

  Chapter 514: The Fatally Attractive Spots

  Before the platform were many heroic individuals, handsome and beautiful. Currently, all of them were focused on a handsome young man dressed in a thin outfit. The young man had an impressive appearance that stood out from others, and it was quite clear he was an outstanding individual.

  This scene where the representatives from the four academies were fighting over a single individual would probably be an event that would be etched into the fort's history. The onlookers were filled with envy, but there was nothing they could do.

  Xiang Shaoyun had never expected that he would create such a big scene. He felt overwhelmed by the favor shown from the four who were extending offers to have him as a special-recruit disciple.

  Although he had always bragged that he was a person of remarkable talent, every single person capable of entering the Four Great Ancient Academies was an extremely talented individual. Faced with the four offers, he was at a loss at what to do.