area51novel Chapter 32 Arrogance
Chapter 32 Arrogance
The cabin was built beside a lake in this oasis.
In this place where mountains rise and fall like dragons and snakes, this land nestled between mountains and water is truly a wonderful place. Its unique terrain gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making it a superior place for seclusion.
There are a large number of people stationed here from the Yao Guang Holy Land, so normally it wouldn't be a turn for an ordinary disciple.
However, as the reputation of Yuan Qingsu's defeat of the Eastern Wilderness Divine Body spread, his status within the Yao Guang Holy Land changed.
Ultimately, this world is still a world where strength reigns supreme. As long as your fists are strong enough and your potential is great enough, even if you are just an ordinary disciple, you can receive excellent treatment.
Conversely, this is precisely why some old folks who rely on their age and seniority have emerged.
Because they have mastered extreme violence, they can act completely irrationally when necessary.
A gentle breeze rustled through the willow branches by the lake, and the lake surface shimmered with golden light under the bright sunshine. Yuan Qingsu looked at the old man in front of the wooden house, at his loose skin, his flesh almost withered, his hair sparse, and his trembling as he leaned on his cane, as if he could be blown over by a gust of wind.
"Senior, I don't understand what you're talking about," he said, his voice neither humble nor arrogant.
"You rude brat! This is my senior brother, and by seniority, he is your senior uncle. Your master is in seclusion most of the year, rarely seen, so he has never mentioned this to you. Now you should recognize this clearly."
Li Daoqing coughed lightly, took a few steps and walked between Yuan Qingsu and the old man. He first scolded Yuan Qingsu, then turned and shielded him behind him, saying to the old man, "Senior Brother, this is the Yuan Qingsu I mentioned to you. He is the prodigy of our Yao Guang Holy Land. He has accumulated knowledge and skills and has mastered the [Holy Light Technique] to an extremely profound level. He has forged his own path based on the work of his predecessors. Given time, he may be able to leave behind an ancient scripture for our Holy Land."
"...No need for the Holy Lord's introduction, although I, Wang Zheng, have lived for three thousand years, I am not blind."
The old man, leaning on his cane, gently tapped the ground and said slowly, "Talent is a good thing. The Holy Land will support the development of every talented disciple, and I will protect them. But in return, disciples must learn to give back to the Holy Land. This is the way to long-term success. Holy Lord, what do you think?"
"What Senior Brother says is true." Yao Guang Holy Lord nodded.
Behind him, Yuan Qingsu couldn't help but recall what Yao Xi had once said: the Holy Lord personally crafted the Xuan Yu Platform for her, so that after obtaining the "Flame," she would not only have to avoid external competitors but also avoid the "own people" of the Yao Guang Holy Land.
At that moment, she in the crowd made a movement almost in sync with him.
The moment Yuan Qingsu looked at Yao Xi, Yao Xi also looked at him from the crowd.
Their eyes met, revealing a tacit understanding unlike that of others; they were thinking the same thing.
dong dong...
Wang Zheng tapped the ground lightly with his cane, his voice indifferent as he said, "Since the Holy Lord has no objections, I'll be frank. Xiao Xi, bring that 'Flame of Fire' here. During this time, let Gu Litian, Qin Tai, and Yang Yi study it and see if they can discover the treasure within it as soon as possible. Next, they will also help you and the Holy Son compete against other young people at the Yaochi Grand Gathering, ensuring that the ownership of this Flame of Fire is firmly established in our Yao Guang Holy Land."
He paused for a moment, then looked at Yuan Qingsu and said, "I know you're very lucky, kid. You must have eaten the sacred fruit in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land. You should bring out as many fruits as you left. Your elders and I won't mistreat you. You can follow us to cultivate during this time, and we will teach you step by step."
Yuan Qingsu shook her head slightly, cupped her hands and said, "Senior Uncle, I can't give it to you, and I haven't eaten the Sacred Fruit."
He ate the roots of the sacred tree, but the remaining sacred fruit was of great use. How could he possibly give it away?
"No?"
Wang Zheng's expression turned cold, and the other elders also looked grim. They unanimously believed that Yuan Qingsu was just being perfunctory. As people whose lifespans were nearing their end, they desperately wanted the sacred fruit to prolong their lives.
The power of this living fossil, which had existed for three thousand years, quietly spread, but was intercepted by the Holy Lord of Yaoguang with one hundred and eight divine lights.
"Senior brother, why are you in such a hurry? Qingsu is a good child. If he says he hasn't eaten, then he really hasn't eaten." He looked at the old men and spoke calmly, making no attempt to hide his protectiveness at this point.
As the Holy Lord, he has to consider the attitudes of all parties, but once he gets serious, all parties also need to take his attitude into account.
After all, he was no pushover either. Hundreds of years ago, he fought the Peacock King of the demon race for three days and three nights to a draw, making him a top-tier expert.
"Alright, let's discuss this matter again. Let Xiao Xi bring out the torch first." Wang Zheng took a step back in his words, focusing on the torch. He looked at Yao Xi and the Holy Master of Yao Guang, and pointed to the disciples taught by the Yao Guang Hidden World lineage behind him.
There are ten disciples in total, each of whom has the cultivation level of the Dao Palace Secret Realm. Their aura is restrained yet powerful, and they are by no means inferior to the holy sons of ordinary holy lands.
Upon hearing their elders say this, all ten people turned their gazes to Yao Xi, their eyes filled with undisguised excitement and longing.
Oh, the torch...
The eternally burning lamp, which has endured to this day, symbolizes the divine lamp that has been passed down through generations of humankind.
It existed as early as the Primordial Era, or even the Mythological Era. Its history is so ancient that it cannot be verified. Many people suspect that it is related to the "Desolate Heavenly Emperor," and that each of its appearances is accompanied by the rise of a great emperor.
According to information released by the Ji family, this torch is likely left behind by Emperor Jiang Hengyu of the Jiang family, and contains unfathomable treasures. Now that the Jiang family has received the news, they are frantically gathering manpower to rush here.
And now they have the opportunity to be one step ahead of everyone else, to touch the torch, and to obtain the treasure within.
Perhaps some will therefore take the path to God, and years later, when historians write about one of them, they may state that their rule over the universe began today.
"Xiao Xi, aren't you going to take it out?" Wang Zheng urged when he saw that Yao Xi wasn't making any move.
Among the ten, a young man named Gu Litian said loudly, "Junior Sister Yao, rest assured, we will take good care of the torch, and if we gain anything, we will definitely share it with you."
He had handsome features, a tall and strong physique, and an aura of power that seemed to emanate from a dragon. His gaze toward Yao Xi held an undisguised admiration.
"Yes, Senior Sister Yao, please don't worry."
"Thank you so much, Senior Sister Yao, for this opportunity. We will surely repay you handsomely in the future."
Seeing this, the others chimed in, though they knew they were unlikely to gain anything from the torch. Yao Xi still felt a sense of unease, her delicate hands clenching tightly in her sleeves, her lips curving upwards into a signature, expressionless smile.
She was about to speak when Yuan Qingsu spoke first.
"Who do you think you are?"
The young man took a slow, seemingly leisurely step, yet his movements were swift. He uttered words that sent chills down everyone's spines. His figure vanished in an instant, appearing beside Yao Xi, standing shoulder to shoulder with her. His gaze, sharp as lightning, swept over the ten members of the reclusive sect, and amidst their shifting expressions, he said in a chilling voice:
"So weak, yet you dare to covet the flame? Don't embarrass yourself! Come at me all at once! Today, I will fight ten of you alone, and show you what you're made of!"
Faced with coercion, Gen Kiyosu decided to simply flip the table.