Celestial Refining Divine Scripture-Chapter 89: The Life-or-Death Duel Turns Into a Free-for-All
Outside the Pill Palace, a group of young Barbarians clustered around Helan Xing and Helan Huaning, walking side by side.
Helan Xing, the number one talent of the Helan Division, ranked third among the top ten Blood Generals, cultivation at Early Stage of Yang Realm!
Only twenty-nine years old and already at such a level—the word ’terrifying’ is hardly enough!
As for Helan Huaning—even as Helan Ying’s daughter—she paled into insignificance in his presence, absolutely no comparison!
Everyone knows, so long as nothing unexpected happens, Helan Xing will become at least a powerhouse of the Myriad Phenomena Realm in the future—or leader of the Helan Division, or one of the Barbarian Royal Court’s high-ranking members.
After hearing all that Helan Huaning said, Helan Ying didn’t hesitate for a second before agreeing to her!
He has always respected Helan Ying deeply and regarded Helan Huaning as a younger sister.
But, more importantly—he likes Tuoba Hongyu!
Who in the entire royal court doesn’t know Helan Xing is pursuing Tuoba Hongyu?
Xu Yang, nominally Tuoba Hongyu’s husband!
Though he married in, though there was no ceremony!
It nevertheless ignited Helan Xing’s murderous intent.
"Tell Xu Yang to get out here!"
"I, Helan Xing, challenge him to a life-and-death duel!"
Helan Xing strode to the very front, glaring at the Pill Palace guards and shouted.
His words caused an instant uproar.
Such a commotion had long since alerted the Pill Palace!
At that moment, an old man appeared—the Pill Palace’s guardian, at Late Stage of Yang Realm.
He looked at Helan Xing, frowning lightly. Even facing Helan Xing, he dared not show the least contempt.
This one’s current status is even higher than his own.
"Mr. Xing, Xu Yang was personally assigned here by Her Highness. I’m afraid this action..."
"Let him out. This is a private matter between me and him!"
Helan Xing rudely cut off the old man’s words.
The old man stared deeply at Helan Xing, waving his hand: "Go inform Xu Yang!"
"Yes, sir!"
A guard hurried into the Pill Palace.
Xu Yang, who was currently concocting pills inside the palace, was utterly stunned when he heard this.
"Who the hell is Helan Xing?"
"And he wants a life-and-death fight with me?"
Xu Yang had no idea when he’d provoked yet another enemy.
"Helan Xing?"
Helan Mo paused, then glanced at Xu Yang with a bizarre expression.
"He’s pursuing Her Highness."
"Also, he’s one of the Helan Division, and gets along well with Helan Ying and Helan Huaning."
Just that one line and Xu Yang understood instantly.
"Furthermore, he’s ranked third among the top ten Blood Generals—a true prodigy at Yang Realm!"
Xu Yang rubbed his brow. "There’s no way I can beat him!"
No matter how confident he was, he didn’t believe he could fight a Yang Realm cultivator just yet!
"Helan Xing probably won’t let this go easily!" a guard commented from the side.
"Leave this to me," Helan Mo suddenly said.
Xu Yang asked curiously, "How do you plan to handle it?"
Helan Mo grinned, "I have a bit of face at least—of course, I’ll just send him packing!"
Xu Yang quirked his lips, buying Helan Mo’s confidence.
After all, a fifth-rank Alchemist definitely had the clout.
But after thinking a moment, he shook his head, "Let me go check things out first. I may need your help later—if we just turn him away, I fear there’ll only be more trouble!"
This is, after all, the Barbarian Race’s lands!
Tuoba Bowu nodded slightly. "Alright. If you need help, just give us a signal."
Xu Yang nodded in return and left the hall with the guard.
At the entrance, seeing such a massive crowd, Xu Yang arched his brows before his gaze swept toward Helan Huaning.
The last time, she was sent flying with a punch—now, seeing Xu Yang, enemies met, her eyes burned red with hatred.
The undisguised hostility nearly drowned out everyone.
"You’re Xu Yang?"
"That’s me."
Xu Yang’s gaze shifted to the young man standing next to Helan Huaning.
Obviously, this must be Helan Xing!
An invisible aura of the Yang Realm, thick with murderous intent, surged toward him, making his heart race with dread!
This guy’s Yang Realm wasn’t just flashy bravado!
"I heard you’re pursuing Tuoba Hongyu? Well, I have no interest in her. If you’re coming for me about that, why don’t you go after her instead." Xu Yang spoke flatly.
At these words, the killing intent in Helan Xing’s eyes blazed even stronger. In his ears, it sounded as if Xu Yang considered Tuoba Hongyu beneath him, something to be discarded.
Yet she’s been his goddess for so many years!
"So, you’re afraid!"
Helan Xing sneered coldly.
"Afraid?"
Xu Yang scoffed unceremoniously: "Do you even hear yourself? How old are you? A Yang Realm cultivator challenging a True Void Realm to a life-and-death duel? Making such a fuss—you’re not even embarrassed?"
"Or is this how all the Barbarian Race’s prodigies act, so shameless?"
At his sharp rebuke, the crowd fell utterly silent!
No matter how much they hated Xu Yang, not a single soul could find fault with his words.
This really is bullying!
Surihan, hiding in the crowd and watching the drama, turned ashen at those words.
He wanted to argue back, but nothing he could say!
He was desperate for Helan Xing to chop Xu Yang to pieces!
If that happened, his own dark past would never come to light.
Helan Xing’s face twisted violently between red and green, his voice sinister: "Enough of your crap—it’s said your real strength matches Yin Realm Perfection. I won’t bully you!"
"Have someone suppress my cultivation at Yin Realm Perfection."
"If you still don’t dare accept, what kind of man are you?"
An utterly blatant provocation!
But so clumsy it was almost painful!
Xu Yang’s face didn’t so much as flicker; he sneered. "And if I don’t agree?"
To have a powerhouse suppress his own cultivation—if he died, there’d be no breaking that seal.
He wasn’t afraid!
But there was simply no need to oblige.
Kill one, and there’ll always be another.
Moreover, ranked third among the Blood Generals—this level of prodigy, would the Barbarian Race really stand by if he was killed?
Nothing but a waste of time!
"Refuse?"
Helan Xing hadn’t expected Xu Yang wouldn’t rise to the bait; his face darkened, "Then just keep hiding in the Pill Palace forever like a coward!"
"Fuck, hurry up and accept already."
"Still won’t agree? Are you even a man?"
Even Surihan was getting anxious for Xu Yang.
"Trying to threaten me?"
Xu Yang flashed a grin: "Threats are the one thing I never fear!"
"Arrogant bastard!"
"You’re just scared!"
"What a useless mutt, born a bastard—in Daqian you lived like a dog, and here in my homeland, you’re even more worthless!"
"If I were you, I’d have smashed my own head against the wall by now!"
Angry shouts and mockery instantly erupted at the Pill Palace entrance, a chaotic storm of jeering.
All of them just wanted to infuriate Xu Yang, trick him into accepting the life-and-death duel!
Xu Yang didn’t seem to hear. That level of taunt couldn’t ruffle his composure.
After a moment, he’d grown completely uninterested in sparring to the death with Helan Xing at all.
Utterly meaningless!
Moreover, he’d already made up his mind!
Not only would he refuse, but he’d make Helan Xing lose all face and never dare bother him again—at least, not for a good while!
"Don’t worry, I’ll give you an explanation."
At these words, the crowd’s faces instantly lit up with joy.
Helan Huaning couldn’t help but whisper, "Mr. Xing, you must make him suffer a thousand torments!"
Never let him off easy!
Helan Xing’s face blossomed with a grin, murderous intent surging even higher.
"Do me a favor and beat Helan Xing up for me, would you?"
Xu Yang smirked playfully, then suddenly turned and called toward the Pill Palace, "Just don’t beat him to death!"
Such a little request—how could the four grandmasters possibly say no?
After all, their alchemy collaboration had earned them a windfall; they were still ravenous for more!





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