Celestial Refining Divine Scripture-Chapter 112 - 110: Return

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Chapter 112: Chapter 110: Return

"Nine Shadows Battle Formation?"

"Hiss, that’s one of the top three battle formations in the army; each of the three is unique, but in terms of power, there’s little difference between them."

"Tuoba Dajiang is ruthless, but I like it!"

"That brat deserves to be taught a lesson!"

"If not for him, this inheritance should’ve been ours."

"Your Highness, if you refuse, we won’t accept this!"

"Exactly! Even if Xu Yang is useful to our Barbarian Race, this cannot go unchecked!"

...

Roars and shouts of agreement surged like a tidal wave.

Dozens of people stared intently at Tuoba Hongyu, making her face cloud and change again and again!

These people were the peak prodigies of the Barbarian Race; even without becoming inheritors, each was a one-in-ten-thousand genius, the future foundation of the tribe!

If Xu Yang sparked public outrage, once news got out, it would only grow more chaotic.

Even some of the old ones would never tolerate it!

After all, the Desolate Celestial Stele—the strongest inheritance of the Barbarian God—was appearing for the one and only time!

Tuoba Hongyu took a deep breath and cast a long look at Tuoba Dajiang, feeling helpless in her heart.

This time, Tuoba Dajiang’s words left her speechless.

From the crowd’s discussion, Xu Yang already understood: this so-called ’Nine Shadows Battle Formation’ was no trivial matter.

"This matter..."

"I accept!"

Xu Yang cut off Tuoba Hongyu and fixed his gaze on Tuoba Dajiang: "But don’t tell me you’re bringing out nine Yang Realm warriors for the formation?"

Tuoba Dajiang sneered, "Don’t flatter yourself; nine Yin Realm Perfection cultivators are more than enough!"

"Fine, but I’ve got my own condition!"

"Speak!"

"If I win, Tuoba Dajiang, you must, in front of everyone, shout three times, ’I am a worthless dog!’"

As his words fell, the hall erupted in an uproar and furious glares swept the room.

Tuoba Dajiang was the number one prodigy of the Barbarian Race!

These words were a naked provocation!

"Arrogant! Winning is just a pipe dream!" Surihan chuckled coldly, again and again.

A harsh light flashed in Tuoba Dajiang’s eyes, but he shrugged it off and replied with indifference, "If you can win, so be it."

"Deal!"

Xu Yang’s lips curled upward.

Nine Shadows Battle Formation?

I want to see just how powerful it really is.

"Once we leave this place, I’ll give you seven more days to prepare. Make sure you don’t lose too miserably," Tuoba Dajiang said coolly.

"No need to worry yourself about that."

Xu Yang’s face remained impassive.

Nine Shadows Battle Formation—he could only win, never lose!

Discarding the inheritance?

Never mind the power of the Cangxu Divine Eyes—even just going blind is something he could never accept.

Yet, he had no choice but to accept!

Tuoba Dajiang had already forced Tuoba Hongyu into a corner; even she had to agree.

"But today isn’t over yet."

Xu Yang suddenly glanced at Surihan and grinned broadly.

A jolt of foreboding seized Surihan’s heart.

What is he planning?

When he saw the Jade Talisman flicker in Xu Yang’s hand, Surihan’s expression changed drastically and he screamed in terror, "Stop!"

"Xu Yang, how dare you?"

His eyes were nearly bursting, as he lunged madly for Xu Yang.

Tuoba Hongyu’s face sank and she immediately blocked Surihan.

The abrupt scene left everyone bewildered.

Xu Yang flicked his finger, sending the Jade Talisman soaring—’whoosh’—bursting brilliantly in midair, forming a curtain of light.

Within a dim world, a wretched figure crawled up on his knees.

Crawling while imitating a dog’s bark!

Woof, woof, woof~~~

The crowd was struck dumb.

Tuoba Hongyu’s mouth dropped open, her expression twisted.

Even Tuoba Dajiang’s cold indifference faltered at this moment; his eyes widened like a fool!

Bam!

Surihan collapsed to the ground, his head buried, his body shaking uncontrollably.

It’s over!

He knew, from today on, in the entire Barbarian Race, he would be a complete laughingstock, a disgrace, a clown!

He would never escape it for the rest of his life.

"Mr. Su, when you were barking like a dog, you really looked valiant!" Xu Yang mercilessly threw salt into Surihan’s wound!

The crowd swallowed hard, unable to believe what they saw in the broken Surihan.

"It’s really him."

"He actually barked like a dog..."

"Disgraceful! Surihan, you worthless dog, you are the greatest shame of our Barbarian Race!"

"A warrior can be killed, not humiliated; and yet you actually knelt and barked in front of a Qian clansman. You truly deserve death."

Once the shock passed, anger exploded among the Barbarian Race, all fingers pointing at Surihan.

In their eyes, this shamed not just Surihan, but all of them!

If word spread, no one here could even show their face again.

This is supposed to be a Barbarian prodigy?

"Trash!"

Tuoba Dajiang clenched his teeth in fury, shot Surihan a murderous glare, and stormed out.

He’d just regained some dignity, only for Surihan to ruin it completely!

If he stayed longer, he might have killed Surihan then and there.

Even Tuoba Hongyu, fists trembling in anger,

both at Surihan, and at Xu Yang!

But at the root, it was still Surihan’s fault!

"Xu Yang, you bastard, animal, I’ll never forgive you!"

"Even if I die, I’ll slaughter you!"

Surihan lost all composure, raised his head and howled like a madman.

Xu Yang sneered, utterly unmoved!

He’d already given Surihan a chance, but Surihan had spat on it.

Since that’s the case, why show mercy?

Xu Yang swept his eyes over the crowd, expressionless, and turned to go.

The pup darted from the shadows, leapt onto Xu Yang’s shoulder, and tilted its head to bark cheerfully at Surihan, as if mocking him.

This little act made Surihan cough up a mouthful of blood, swaying on the verge of collapse.

As he stared at Xu Yang, hatred burned to the bone in his blood-red eyes!

...

Over a month later, the Red Sand Blood Desert trial ended.

Nearly a thousand entered, more than half came out.

This time, the Barbarian Race had gone into the Red Sand Blood Desert fully prepared, mainly to hunt Blood Beasts and other monsters, so losses weren’t too bad.

And to gain the inheritance of the Desolate Celestial Stele—what a bonus!

But none of this concerned Xu Yang!

Seven days remained; he had to raise his strength as much as possible and brace himself perfectly.

Before that, Xu Yang sought out Zhao Mushen and Lv Xiu.

In a certain part of the royal court.

Zhao Mushen and Lv Xiu looked at Xu Yang with hope.

For them, the Cyan Jade Yin Yang Pendant was not just a token, but a symbol of promise!

"Xu Yang, did you—did you find it?" Lv Xiu’s voice trembled, fearful of a disappointing answer.

Xu Yang smiled faintly and lifted the pendant from his neck: "I did not let you down!"

"The Cyan Jade Yin Yang Pendant—it really is the Cyan Jade Yin Yang Pendant!"

"Mr. Zhao, we’ve got the token back!"

Lv Xiu rushed forward to examine it closely, then turned to Zhao Mushen, overwhelmed with joy.

Zhao Mushen was just as thrilled, but forced himself to stay calm.

He looked quietly at Xu Yang, emotions complicated.

By now, he completely believed the words Xu Yang spoke when they first met!

Alchemist!

Potential beyond the Pill King!

A martial monster!

Pill and Martial Arts Dual Excellence!

Never before in the history of the Cyan Gang Sect!

Xu Yang looked at the two, a gentle smile on his lips: "I kept my promise!"

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Lv, now it’s your turn to fulfill your promise."