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by Feng Yise


  Bai Yi said with some surprise, "Oh? How so? Little Light breaking through to sacred rank bloodline presently, in terms of potential, it should be much greater than Ye Yuan, right?"

  Rong Kun shook his head and laughed in spite of himself as he said, "Oh, Bai Yi, you made an error in judgment here. Ye Yuan this boy is absolutely a person with a great destiny! People who follow by his side will more or less be tainted with his destiny. You think about it. Because White Light followed him, that's why he could obtain such a heaven-defying lucky chance! It was also because he followed him, that he could become an emperor realm powerhouse at a young age! Therefore, this trip, if Pan Yin really killed Ye Yuan, it would be strange instead!"

  Bai Yi's pupils involuntarily constricted when he heard Rong Kun's analysis.

  He knew that Ye Yuan was formidable, but had never considered the problem from this sort of angle before.

  Thinking this way, it was really like so!

  "Head Elder's meaning is … our White Tiger Clan have to be on friendly terms with Ye Yuan?" Bai Yi drew a deep breath and said.

  "At the very least, mustn't be enemies with him!" Rong Kun said.

  Chapter 996 - Courting Death Irrespective of the Occasion

  Ten days later, the White Tiger Clan's young patriarch trial's grand ceremony started on schedule.

  This matter was a major event that had a lasting influence on the White Tiger Clan. It might even affect the rise and decline for ten thousand years in the days to come.

  Therefore, regardless which of the four symbols family clans hosted this ceremony, they would generally invite the other few families to observe the ceremony together.

  On the one hand, it was to bear witness. On the other hand, it was to demonstrate the strength of the juniors in front of the other families.

  The Demon Region's strength, on the whole, could not compare to the human race. Therefore, on matters related to humanity, the four symbols family clans were united against outsiders. But a competitive relation similarly existed in the interior of the Demon Region.

  Hence, when the White Tiger Sacred Ancestor saw Ye Yuan's Atavism Dragon Soul, he seemed especially annoyed.

  One silhouette after another was currently rapidly approaching the White Tiger Clan from the horizon. Several women with extremely beautiful appearances leisurely descended, immortal qi fluttering, giving people a feeling of pleasing both the eyes and the heart.

  "Huhu, many years of not seeing, Fairy Luo is still strikingly beautiful!" Rong Kun went forward to greet with a laugh.

  This party was the Vermilion Bird Clan.

  The Fairy Luo out of Rong Kun's mouth was the Vermilion Bird Clan's elder, Luo Qingping.

  Behind her, tagged along two extremely beautiful looking women. One was fiery like a phoenix, while the other ice-cold like a sculpture.

  Luo Qingping enjoyed it very much, but said with a faint smile, "Already getting on in years, what strikingly beautiful still? At present, it's all the young people's world."

  Rong Kun smiled as he engaged in some small talk and ordered people to lead Luo Qingping and the others into the banquet.

  Right on the heels of the Vermilion Bird Clan, the Black Tortoise Clan also reached the White Tiger Clan.

  Of course, apart from these four symbols family clans, there were still some other clans who were on friendly terms with the White Tiger Clan. They also received invitations to come over and watch the ceremony.

  The last one who took a long time to arrive was naturally the Azure Dragon Clan that was the strongest.

  "Haha, didn't think that the dragon clan actually sent Brother Jianbo over this time! It makes this Rong greatly surprised! Parting for years, Brother Jianbo's strength seems to have progressed again!" Rong Kun went forward to welcome with a hearty laugh, clearly very familiar with the dragon clan's arrival.

  The elder which the dragon clan sent over this time was called Ao Jianbo. His strength did not lose to Head Elder Rong Kun and was unfathomable. The dragon clan sending him over was also considered to have given immense face to the White Tiger Clan's grand ceremony.

  "Rong Kun, you old punk, you only know how to poke fun at this Ao! Us old fellows are halfway into the earth already. It's already pretty good for our strength to not decline, where is there any progress?" Ao Jianbo scolded laughingly.

  "Heh, you old man, still so modest! In the entire Divine Realm, who doesn't know that you, Ao Jianbo, cultivated dragon wave to peak middle-stage spirit rank, with your strength long already connecting to the heavens and penetrating the earth?" Rong Kun flattered with a laugh as he led the way.

  Actually, it was not considered flattery either. This Ao Jianbo's strength was indeed terrifying. His dragon wave was long cultivated to middle-stage spirit rank already. Coupled with the powerful dragon race martial techniques, few were his match in the Demon Region.

  Among the dragon clan's elders, this Ao Jianbo was also one of the most troublesome ones to tangle with.

  Ao Jianbo said with a laugh, "Alright, you old punk, stop flattering me! Come, Jinhao, Hanwei, why haven't you paid respects to Head Elder Rong Kun?"

  Behind Ao Jianbo, a man and a woman, two youngsters, came forward to pay respects: "Long Jinhao(Long Hanwei), pays respect to Head Elder Rong Kun!"

  Rong Kun had long noticed these two youngsters. Presumably, they were the dragon clan's current generation's outstanding talents. Especially Long Jinhao this boy, he was profound and restrained, giving people a feeling of boundlessness, and was not to be underestimated.

  Seeing Rong Kun's expression, Ao Jianbo laughed in his heart too.

  This sort of occasion was originally the time where each clan demonstrated their strength.

  Ao Jianbo brought along two dragon clan's young outstanding talents in order to let the various clans know their prowess.

  His Azure Dragon Clan was forever the Demon Region's big brother!

  "Get up! Not bad, not bad! Your Azure Dragon Clan is always brimming with talents! Truly making us green with envy! Presumably, the dragon clan's young patriarch is going to be born among these two, right?" Rong Kun said with a smile

  Long Jinhao clasped his hands and said modestly, "Replying Head Elder, the position of young patriarch, Jinhao dare not think about it."

  But hearing these words, Rong Kun's expression changed.

  Although they did not exchange blows, Rong Kun speculated that this Long Jinhao's strength was likely not the least bit inferior to White Light's.

  This kind of strength and he actually did not even dare to think about the position of young patriarch. Could it be that the dragon clan's young generation still had an even stronger existence?

  Ao Jianbo watched his expression and examined his words, and was very satisfied with Rong Kun's expression. He said with a smile, "Jinhao isn't being modest. His strength is indeed not ordinary, but who ask Ao Yang that boy to be overly monstrous, already cultivating dragon wave to initial-stage spirit rank at a young age. This position of young patriarch, Jinhao probably can't compete with him."

  Rong Kun's expression involuntarily changed when he heard. Among the junior generation, there was actually someone who cultivated dragon wave to initial-stage spirit rank. This was also a bit too monstrous!

  "En? Head Elder, why is there a human race youngster in the seats of the Flowing Light Clan? Seems like … this young man is actually even bearing dragon race bloodline!" Long Hanwei suddenly said.

  With her saying so, Ao Jianbo and Long Jinhao's gaze both turned towards Ye Yuan.

  Especially Long Jinhao, his expression turned dark.

  "Humph! Not seems like, this punk is clearly bearing dragon race bloodline!" Long Jinhao said coldly.

  The moment Rong Kun saw that it was like that, he secret cursed inwardly.

  He forgot about this. The dragon clan's greatest taboo, was human martial artists stealing the dragon race's blood essence, and becoming bloodline martial artists.

  Ye Yuan's existence landing in Ao Jianbo's
eyes here, this matter would likely be unable to be settled already.

  Indeed, Long Jinhao's figure moved and already arrived in front of Ye Yuan.

  Ye Yuan was currently chatting with Bai Po when a bout of cold killing intent suddenly locked onto him.

  Sensing the dragon pressure emitting off of this young man in front of him, Ye Yuan figured out what happened very quickly.

  However, he did not care at all. He just said coolly, "Looking for me for something?"

  Long Jinhao was infuriated by Ye Yuan's attitude all at once. Stole the dragon race's blood essence and actually still dared to be so wildly arrogant! Truly deserved death!

  "Boy, where was your dragon blood stolen from? Do you know that stealing the dragon race's blood essence and becoming a bloodline martial artists is a capital crime in front of the dragon race?" Long Jinhao said solemnly.

  Others not being courteous to him, Ye Yuan naturally would not be polite to others as well. He just said nonchalantly at once, "Capital crime? Who the hell are you, to also dare sentence people to death?"

  "Humph! Strength isn't strong, yet the tone isn't small! Today, looking on account of the White Tiger Clan's grand event, I'll spare your life. Condense and refine out your dragon blood, and return it to the dragon clan, this matter will be dropped at that."

  Long Jinhao was used to being overbearing and did not give Ye Yuan any chance to explain either, directly wanting Ye Yuan to condense and refine the dragon blood.

  After bloodline martial artists refined dragon blood, their bodies' blood already fused into one with the dragon blood. Upon stripping away, their strength would be greatly diminished if was minor, while their foundation would be utterly ruined if it was severe; their entire cultivation being lost.

  White Light saw this scene too, and could not help smacking his head as he said helplessly, "This guy, he really is courting death irrespective of the occasion! I hope the Big Brother is a little gentle when taking action. Otherwise, my White Tiger Clan will be put on the spot!"

  Chapter 997 - Heaven Rank Dragon Wave, Is Too Weak!

  "Brother Jianbo, I think … it's better to call Honorable Nephew back. Once they start fighting, it will hurt the harmonious relations!" Rong Kun swayed earnestly.

  But Ao Jianbo said coolly, "Brother Kun, our dragon clan's rules, you're aware too. Human martial artists are more and more unbridled now, to actually dare swagger right under our noses! Truly bullying people too far! Today, I'll give you face and only extract his dragon blood will do. This person is merely a nobody. The White Tiger Clan wouldn't shield a brat like this, right?"

  Ao Jianbo flying off the handle depended on the person too. Ye Yuan was merely a Phaseless Realm low-level martial artist and completely did not enter the White Tiger Clan's arcane sights.

  Even if he really extracted Ye Yuan's dragon blood, the White Tiger Clan would not go to war either.

  If Ye Yuan was a middle or late-stage Dao Profound Realm powerhouse, Ao Jianbo would definitely have to weigh it over.

  After all, this was the White Tiger Clan's territory. For Ye Yuan to be able to appear here, he definitely had some connections with the tiger clan.

  If really offended to the core, it would not be good.

  Ao Jianbo could not be blamed for becoming enraged either. The demon race bloodline which human martial artists loved the most was dragon race bloodline. Therefore, the dragon clan had a deep-seated hatred towards this.

  It was fine if Ye Yuan was a bloodline martial artist, but he even ran into the Demon Region's territory carelessly. This was clearly having no respect for the dragon clan.

  In the view of Ao Jianbo and co., Ye Yuan was taunting the dragon clan's dignity here.

  Rong Kun secretly took delight in it, but his face had a bitter smile as he said, "Brother Jianbo, it's not to the extent of shielding. It's just that he's also my White Tiger Clan's guest at any rate. You guys being like this puts me on a spot! Better let Honorable Nephew come back, otherwise, if Honorable Nephew is hurt, it wouldn't be very good."

  Ao Jianbo froze. He did not react at first, then immediately could not help laughing as he said, "Hurt Jinhao? Brother Kun, are you jesting? If a First Level Phaseless brat is able to hurt Jinhao, then Jinhao would have also wasted these few years!"

  Rong Kun heaved and sigh and said, "Brother Jianbo, I've already warned you. If you suffer a loss, you mustn't blame me! But I'll get the unpleasantness out of the way first, if Jinhao messes up, you mustn't bully the weak. If you make a move, I can't look on with folded arms!"

  But Ao Jianbo said indifferently, "Good that there's your word! Letting this old man go and deal with a Fifth Level Phaseless, I, Ao Jianbo, can't afford to lose this face yet!"

  Rong Kun secretly laughed his head off in his heart. This old punk was still swaggering about in front of him just now. Borrowing Ye Yuan's hand and dousing his power and prestige, he was happy to see it happen.

  After all, this was in the White Tiger Clan's territory. Although the dragon clan had an adequate reason, it was also making light of the White Tiger Clan too much.

  Over here, Ye Yuan was also genuinely enraged.

  The other party wanted to come and draw out his dragon blood without a word. This sort of thing, anyone's mood would also not be good.

  "I'm standing right here. If you have the ability to draw my blood away, there's no reason why not as well." Ye Yuan's eyes narrowed as he said coolly.

  Long Jinhao gave a cold snort and said, "Refusing a toast only to drink to a forfeit! Since you're willing to have a taste of having your dragon blood being forcefully extracted, then I'll fulfill your wish!"

  In front of so many people, Long Jinhao had the intention of showing off a little as well and let everyone take a look at the dragon clan's young generation's strength.

  Rumble!

  Long Jinhao's dragon race pressure was released fully. It was astonishingly king rank bloodline!

  "Fool! Under my king rank bloodline pressure, your inferior dragon blood can't unleash power at all! How are you going to fight with me?" Long Jinhao said with a disdainful face.

  Over on the Vermilion Bird Clan's side, a bubbly girl said with a giggle, "This human martial artist is rather brave too. Seeing Long Jinhao, he actually even dared to make a move. King rank bloodline has an absolute suppression effect against ordinary bloodline warriors. Just a Fifth Level Phaseless, it's simply impossible to be Long Jinhao's match!"

  But the other woman with a frosty look said, "What bravery, it's simply idiocy! Clearly aware that it's impossible to succeed but does it anyway. What's the difference from a moth flying into the fire?"

  This two girls, one warm and one cold, were the outstanding talents of the Vermilion Bird Clan. The cold one was called Luo Wanrong, and the warm one was called Luo Jingtong.

  When they saw Ye Yuan's actions that bit off more than he could chew, they were both somewhat disapproving.

  "Pfft, Senior Apprentice Sister Wanrong said it vividly. This boy is muddleheaded, looks rather cute instead!" Luo Jingtong said with a giggle.

  "Humph! What's cute about him? Human martial artists are the most abominable, to actually refine our demon race's bloodlines to increase their strength, truly deserve death! This action of Long Jinhao's is also considered a great satisfaction."

  Actually, not just on the Vermilion Bird Clan's side, the Black Tortoise Clan's side similarly felt that Ye Yuan was a mantis trying to stop the chariot.

  Or perhaps, Ye Yuan appearing here was a mistake by itself.

  Furthermore, they had no favorable impression towards a bloodline martial artist like Ye Yuan. After all, they were all demons. Other people refining their race's bloodline to increase their strength, they were obviously unhappy.

  Being strongly suppressed by Long Jinhao's king rank bloodline, Ye Yuan felt not have the slightest feeling of discomfort. He just smiled lightly and said, "If you were sacred rank bloodline, I'd rather have to dread a little. A measly king rank bloodline is merely so-
so."

  Long Jinhao was just about to rebut Ye Yuan when all of a sudden, his expression changed drastically!

  Not just Long Jinhao, the expressions of everyone present all changed drastically, including Head Elder Rong Kun.

  Although they were able to discern that Ye Yuan was bearing dragon race bloodline, when Ye Yuan did not exhibit his bloodline pressure, they could not perceive the depths of Ye Yuan's bloodline.

  Rong Kun was aware that Ye Yuan knew how to merge into heaven and earth. Therefore, there was no way Long Jinhao could hurt Ye Yuan.

  But he never thought that Ye Yuan's dragon race bloodline was actually so strong!

  "King rank bloodline! It's actually king rank bloodline! This … How is this possible? How can a king rank bloodline possibly appeared on a human martial artist?"

  "His bloodline power is actually not the least bit inferior compared to Long Jinhao. This is also too exaggerated, right?"

  "This time, the dragon clan really got their faces slapped! King rank bloodline actually appeared on a human martial artist! This matter likely won't be taken lying down."

  These demon clans all burst into an uproar all at once, being startled by Ye Yuan's bloodline power.

  A very large number of them only just had ordinary bloodline. But in this human martial artist's body, he was actually bearing king rank bloodline!

  Long Jinhao's expression was incomparably ugly. He was still saying that Ye Yuan was of inferior dragon blood earlier, but he got his face slapped immediately. How could this not infuriate him?

  "King rank bloodline! Good, truly excellent! Looks like it's not just extracting your dragon blood today, if you don't confess the process of how you stole the dragon blood, it wouldn't be easy even if you wish to die!" Long Jinhao gnashed his teeth in hatred and said.

 

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