Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 582 - 581: Inspector Ye Beixuan!
"Such a divine weapon can only be worthy of this young master!"
The proud voice caused everyone present to change their expressions.
They all looked up together, following the sound.
They saw the qi-filled hand grasping the sword, flying towards the void. In the midst of that void, more than a dozen figures slowly appeared, led by a cold and handsome young man who was as immaculate as fresh snow.
The dozen or so powerful figures following the young man all had incredibly powerful auras.
The weakest among them were at the Dharma Manifestation Realm!
Especially an elder standing beside the young man, who had reached the Nine Nirvana Rebirth Realm.
Moreover...
The fluctuations of his aura were hardly any weaker than Xu Changsheng's.
As for the young man...
His cultivation was not considered too strong, just a master of the Fivefold Nirvana Realm, but even the elder showed a respectful demeanor towards him. The elder's arrogance, being a master of the Nine Nirvana Rebirth Realm, would never stem from the young man's identity alone.
Clearly, this young man was also a formidable fighter capable of surpassing his level.
Yang Ling's face changed, "Not good, Xiao Zhenguo's elemental weapon has been snatched away!"
Xiao Yi, however, chuckled and said indifferently, "Don't rush... Snatching my sword won't be so easy!"
He narrowed his eyes, looking at the young man with a hint of a teasing cold smile.
The sword was truly a demonic blade!
Even he had only completely subdued it at the peak of the Dharma Manifestation Realm, and now that it had devoured the Clear Shadow Sword and advanced to the seventh rank limit, it was even harder to tame.
Just as Xiao Yi had imagined...
As the young man reached confidently for the sword, the sword suddenly erupted with a silver sword light. The sword light was incredibly sharp, its speed astonishingly fast, having gained some of the Clear Shadow Sword's characteristics after swallowing it!
"Not good!"
The elder beside the young man's expression changed.
The young man snorted coldly, with vital energy swirling around his palm, he forcefully reached for the sword.
Bang!
The sword light exploded violently.
It forced the young man's palm away, and as the sword hummed and trembled, it flew back in front of Xiao Yi. It hovered beside Xiao Yi like an obedient child, gently nudging his cheek.
As if to claim credit for its actions.
Xiao Yi laughed heartily, patted the sword, and said, "Well done!"
Then he looked up.
His mocking gaze fixed on the young man in the void, who now had a gloomy expression.
The young man looked down at his palm, where the flesh of his tiger's mouth was torn and blood was flowing through his fingers. His face alternated between shades of gloom and humiliation, having thought the elemental weapon would be easily taken.
Instead, not only had he failed to seize the weapon, but the tiger's mouth on his palm had also been shattered by the sword.
This was a downright slap in the face!
"Young master..."
The elder looked at the young man with a defeated expression.
"It's fine!"
The young man circulated vital energy in his palm, evaporating the blood, and stared at Xiao Yi with narrowed eyes.
His eyes, filled with a predatory glare, seemed to want to devour Xiao Yi whole as he said, "I never expected to find such a young talent in such an inferior nation. Boy, offer your sword to this young master, and I'll leave your corpse intact!"
Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and cracked a smile.
With a casual wave of his hand...
The sword settled in the void.
Xiao Yi said lightly, "If you can, take it yourself!"
"You..."
The young man's face darkened and cold killing intent flickered in his eyes.
But the elder reminded him, "Young master, the mission is what matters!"
"I know..."
The young man took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping over Xiao Yi and the others before it landed on the prone figure of Xu Changsheng, causing him to frown slightly, then he spoke, "Among you, who is Xiao Zhengde, the head of the Xiao Family?"
"Xiao Zhengde?"
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"Are they here for Xiao Zhengde?"
"This is bad, I'm afraid they are people from the Nantian Dynasty..." Emperor Qian's face suddenly changed, signaling to Yang Ling with his eyes, "Quick, have someone capture Xiao Zhengde, he absolutely must not be found by these people..."
However...
As soon as the words fell,
Xiao Zhengde's figure flew from the summit's main hall on Tianshan, toward the youth and shouted, "I am Xiao Zhengde, I'm right here..."
"Oh?"
The youth glanced at Xiao Zhengde, then turned to look at the elder beside him, "Elder Hu, bring him here!"
"Yes!"
In one step, Elder Hu covered thousands of feet, grabbing Xiao Zhengde and bringing him before the youth.
The youth looked at Xiao Zhengde, "Are you Xiao Zhengde?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I am Xiao Zhengde. May I know how this young master is addressed?" Xiao Zhengde, with a flattering smile, asked.
"This young master is Ye Beixuan, the son of the Vice Director of the Inspectorate of the Nantian Dynasty. Since you are Xiao's father, this young master will call you 'Uncle Xiao'!" The youth nodded, his attitude toward Xiao Zhengde much warmer.
Hisss!
Xiao Zhengde's face drastically changed, then suddenly became brilliantly gleeful, "So it is the young master of the Ye Family, I hadn't expected the Inspectorate to send you."
"Uncle Xiao needn't be so polite, Tianjiaao and I are both disciples of the Nantian Holy Institute, it's like meeting old friends!"
Ye Beixuan smiled, then stared at Xiao Zhengde, asking, "Uncle Xiao, you mentioned in your letter that a rebel named Xiao Yi murdered our inspectorate's Ninth Captain Wu Qi? Where is this rebel, Xiao Yi?"
Hisss!
Emperor Qian and the others took a cold breath, their faces changing slightly, "That damned Xiao Zhengde, he actually secretly informed the Inspectorate of the Nantian Dynasty?"
"That bastard, he is sending Xiao Yi to his death!"
"They say even a tiger won't eat its cub, how could there be such a ruthless father in this world?"
The crowd looked at Xiao Zhengde with eyes filled with resentment and hatred.
Yet Xiao Zhengde seemed as if he didn't see their gazes at all, smiling smugly, now that Xu Changsheng had died in combat and he was previously scared out of his wits for fear that Xiao Yi would catch him. But now with the arrival of Ye Beixuan and the others, he was suddenly full of confidence again.
Whoosh!
Xiao Zhengde, with a malevolent gaze, pointed at Xiao Yi and said, "It's that kid there!"
"Oh?"
Ye Beixuan narrowed his eyes and sneered, "So you are Xiao Yi? Fate really does bring enemies together! Daring to kill a member of my inspectorate, you wouldn't have enough lives even if you had nine!
Xiao Zhengde proudly said, "This is Ye Beixuan, son of the Vice Director of the Inspectorate and like my son Xiao Tianjiaao, a genius cultivated at the Nantian Holy Institute. He can crush you as easily as killing an ant. With Young Master Ye here, I would like to see how much longer you can remain arrogant?"
Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes but didn't speak.
Yang Ling stepped forward, cupping his fist, "Young Master Ye, please hear me out..."
"What are you?"
Ye Beixuan looked down on Yang Ling from on high, his expression filled with disdain and contempt, "You also dare to speak to this young master?"
Yang Ling's breath hitched.
He was, after all, the Crown Prince of the Great Qian Dynasty!
Yang Ling took a deep breath, his voice firm as he spoke, "My name is Yang Ling, the Crown Prince of the Great Qian Dynasty!"
"Oh, so you're the Crown Prince, huh! But..."
Ye Beixuan coldly said, "In my eyes, the Crown Prince of a lowly kingdom is no different from an ant. You, such an inferior person, dare to speak to me, that's an insult to me. Hu San, cut out his tongue for me!"
"Yes!"
Hu San, of the Dharma Manifestation Realm seventh level, approached Yang Ling with a sinister smile.
Yang Ling's face turned pale.
Xiao Yi pulled him behind his own body, narrowing his eyes at Ye Beixuan, "Yang Ling merely spoke a few words to you, yet you want to cut out his tongue. Aren't you being a bit too tyrannical?"
"Hmph!"
Ye Beixuan let out a cold laugh, full of arrogance, "When have I, Ye Beixuan, ever been subject to your pointing and gesturing? Hu San, do it..."
