Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 458: The Best Timing

A door long sealed shut, even covered in moss, creaked open slowly under the astonished gazes of many yoga practitioners. freewebnoveℓ.com

A gaunt and disheveled ascetic emerged barefoot, his face shadowed with an ominous gloom. In a raspy voice, he said, "Gandhi is dead."

"Yes!"

A middle-aged monk clasped his hands together and said, "Master Selda, Master Gandhi was defeated by Mr. Yang Huaxia. However, tomorrow, Yang and the strongest man in China, Chenn Yuanba, are to face off again in battle, so..."

"Chenn Yuanba?"

The ascetic’s face twisted into a yellow-toothed grin upon hearing the name. "So, now’s the perfect chance to kill China’s two strongest men in one fell swoop! Ha ha ha!"

Look at that. The ascetic, so light on his feet, leapt straight into the heavens.

...

Within an ancient castle in the United Kingdom.

A strikingly handsome blonde man slowly sat up from a coffin crafted entirely of pure gold, flashing a smile toward a dozen fainted yet equally beautiful women sprawled on the floor.

After enduring an utterly brutal scene, the blonde man wiped away traces of blood from his lips.

"You... what are you doing?"

When Yang Tian stepped into the Yanjing Command Department reception room, Chen Wenbin looked at him in surprise.

Yang Tian settled onto the sofa, where an Immortal-like presence radiated from him. He cheerfully said, "Soaking my feet."

"S-Soaking your feet?"

Hearing this, and eyeing the bucket of steaming water at Yang Tian’s feet, Chen Wenbin suspected he might be hallucinating!

What time was it now?

This was on the eve of Yang Tian’s long-awaited duel with Chenn Yuanba.

According to Chen Wenbin’s view, Yang Tian should either be in meditative calm or engaging in rigorous, last-minute training to ensure he was in peak condition for tomorrow’s momentous battle!

But reality collided disturbingly against his expectations. In such a tense moment, Yang Tian was... soaking his feet?

Chen simply couldn’t wrap his head around it.

Yet, that wasn’t why he had come. Maintaining a stern expression, Chen Wenbin quickly said, "I didn’t expect the looming clash between your son and Chenn Bangguo. But now, you’ve really entered into this with Chenn Yuanba? Truly... you’ve..."

Before finishing, Chen Wenbin couldn’t help but shoot a glare at Yang Tian. To his further frustration, Yang Tian merely sat there with closed eyes, unbothered. This reddened Chen’s face, turning his complexion awkwardly pale before he managed to utter grudgingly, "Are you confident in this fight?"

"Confidence? Mr. Chen, that isn’t a question you should be asking me!" Yang Tian slowly opened his eyes and smiled faintly.

"Shouldn’t ask you? Then who should I ask?" Chen Wenbin remained puzzled.

But Yang Tian offered only a cryptic smile and said nothing more.

Long Juan muttered from the side, "As expected, still as arrogant as ever!"

"Arrogant? Long Jun, do you understand what he means?" Chen Wenbin immediately turned to ask.

Long Juanzong pouted and replied, "General Yang’s meaning is clear: it’s Chenn Yuanba who should be worrying—not him! Isn’t that right, Admiral Yang?"

"Indeed!"

Yang Tian smiled faintly. "I only hope Chenn Yuanba won’t disappoint me."

Hah!

Long Jun, the Five Dragons Team leader, exhaled deeply upon hearing this, releasing tension.

Chen Wenbin, however, grew more serious and said gravely, "Yang Tian, I know you’ve been undefeated on your path thus far, but Chenn Yuanba is unlike any foe you have faced before. If not for being bound by the status of War God, I fear he wouldn’t have merely been the strongest man of China a hundred years ago—he would have been the strongest man in the entire world!"

"Well said, Mr. Chen!"

Long Lin chimed in immediately, "Most people are unaware, but our Dragon Group knows this—back then, Chenn Yuanba wasn’t just feared by the United States’ Dante bounty list, but also ranked on Satan’s bounty list."

"Satan’s bounty list? What’s the difference?" Yang Tian asked, intrigued.

"The essence is the same," Long Quan interjected. "Both lists were dedicated to identifying the strongest beings of the time, correlating their rewards with their power levels. The higher the bounty, the greater the danger posed."

Long Quan continued, "The key difference is that while Dante’s bounty listed earthly foes, Satan’s bounty included God-level and even Divine God-level powerhouses! That list endured for fifty years, up until the true God-level experts vanished, and it faded away—ranking Heavenly Country’s Blood King Paul at its pinnacle."

"Paul? The Blood Prince? But what’s his connection to Chenn Yuanba?" Yang Tian asked, perplexed.

"A major connection! Admiral Yang, have you ever heard of Emperor Henry of the Roman Court invading China twice, only to be sent reeling back in shock?" Long Lin probed.

Yang Tian nodded slightly. "I’ve heard some stories. Fifty years ago, it was Chenn Bangguo who clashed blades with the Immortals and forced the invaders back. As for the..."

"And the second time?" Long Li cut in abruptly. "It was Sir Chenn Yuanba himself who gave Henry such a fright he retreated without a fight!"

"But that’s not all," Long Li added. "What most don’t know is that Blood King Paul was with Henry during that invasion and endured the same humiliating retreat—all because of Chenn Yuanba’s cold derision!"

"So, you’re saying Chenn Yuanba is stronger than Paul? That his power surpassed that of the person ranked at the very top of Satan’s bounty list a century ago, the world’s strongest of that time?" Yang Tian questioned—but smiled casually. "And so what?"

"And so what?"

Long Li’s jaw dropped, unable to respond.

What he wanted to say was that the cultivation level from a hundred years ago differed vastly from today’s.

A hundred years ago, God-level warriors hadn’t faded into legend. Though the so-called Divine Class was more common, making the term "Immortal" less unique, today’s cultivators were leagues behind in terms of power!

Even if Yang Tian now reigned supreme, what if he had faced those titans of the past? Wouldn’t his invincibility have been tested?

But there was no denying it: Chenn Yuanba was the strongest of his era a century ago.

This distinction meant worlds of difference.

And thus, Long Li pondered in silence.

Yet, Yang Tian couldn’t care less about what went through their minds. After they had all been escorted out, he remained composed.

Only, the night ahead seemed destined to be anything but tranquil.

For at dawn’s first light, raindrops still clinging to the windowpanes, Yang Tian awoke at his doorway, rubbing his forehead when he faced the unexpected presence of several familiar faces!

Standing before him were Ma Yu, Ren Yuan, David, and his youngest sister, Yang Shanshan, fresh from Binjiang, evidently stirred into action by news of the prophetic duel.

Ma Yu and the other two visitors were understandable enough to Yang Tian.

After all, as practitioners in their fields, whether David as the former Wolf King or Ren Yuan known for his wide-reaching intelligence, their awareness and attendance made sense.

But why had Yang Shanshan followed along?

At that thought, Yang Tian’s gaze immediately fell on Ma Yu and the others.

"Master," Ma Yu quickly confessed, "it’s like this—when we received word, Miss Shanshan overheard, and so she..."

Seeing Yang Tian’s sharp stare settle on him, Ma Yu promptly spilled the truth.

Upon hearing this, Yang Tian could only sigh and ask, "Do my parents know about this?"

"No!"

Before Ma Yu could respond, Yang Shanshan darted forward, protesting, "Brother! Don’t overthink it. If Mom, Dad, or Sister Yanran found out, how would I even be here?! I only wanted to see Big Brother! Is that wrong?"

Her face donned an aggrieved expression as she spoke.

Looking at her pout, Yang Tian could only concede helplessly.

To think, Yang Tian, an undefeated figure feared worldwide, perceived by countless individuals as an insurmountable force—

Yet this mischievous younger sister of his always reduced him to compliance!

Shaking his head, Yang Tian ultimately relented, saying, "Alright, alright. But what about school? Did you take leave?"

"Leave? What leave!"

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