"If you dare to harm even a single hair on her head, I will ensure none of you leave here alive today."
A simple statement, yet it was like a massive meteorite crashing into a vast ocean, stirring up towering waves and shocking everyone.
Following the source of the voice, they saw a young man with sword-like brows and starry eyes, handsome and dignified, yet his expression was cold and stern as he stared at Gu Lan Saint Son.
Naturally, this was Ye Chen.
When everyone saw the newcomer, they were stunned. Who was this person, daring to provoke Gu Lan Saint Son? Wasn't this seeking death?
Yaya was initially startled too, but upon seeing the adorable white little beast on his shoulder, she immediately understood and couldn't help but giggle: "Finally, you're back."
Ye Chen, however, kept a cold face: "You don't learn the good things, but you learn these dirty words from that scoundrel Wilson. I'll have your mother properly discipline you later."
Hearing this, Yaya stuck out her pink tongue, appearing sweetly naive, and raised her slender arm: "I suggest having either Mother Yi Wu or Mother Chen'er discipline me. I'll definitely be obedient."
"Let your Mother Jingruo discipline you," Ye Chen snorted, well aware of her little schemes. With Yi Wu's gentle nature, how could she bear to be strict with this little girl? She'd probably soften after a bit of coquettishness.
Chen'er was the same, innocent and pure-hearted. How could she discipline this clever and mischievous little girl? Only the goddess Zhao Jingruo could.
"I protest," Yaya objected, but Ye Chen directly overruled her: "Protest denied. It's decided."
Watching these two converse while ignoring everyone else, though it was clear from their talk that this young man was very familiar with Fairy Yaya, seemingly in a father-daughter relationship, others still shook their heads, marveling at Ye Chen's audacity for daring to threaten Gu Lan Saint Son.
Anyone could see that Gu Lan Saint Son's face was as dark and gloomy as could be, extremely unpleasant.
Beside him, Li Santong was also greatly shocked and hurriedly sent a voice transmission: "Brother, I'm telling you, can't you be a bit less impulsive? No matter what, he is still the Gu Lan Saint Son. It's not something we can casually criticize."
Ye Chen, however, said: "Fellow Daoist Santong, you should leave as soon as possible."
"Why must you offend Gu Lan Saint Son?" Li Santong sighed softly. Though his eyes showed some hesitation, unwilling to see Ye Chen walk to his death, he also understood that even with his help, it would just be another death. They had only met by chance; it wasn't worth it. He could only sigh.
He was about to leave, but soon returned, standing beside Ye Chen.
Ye Chen frowned: "Why did you come back?"
Li Santong pointed at the Holy Sect powerhouses surrounding them from all sides, looking like he wanted to cry but had no tears: "Do you think I want to? I can't leave even if I want to."
Ye Chen patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, everything will be fine."
"Living or dying isn't really a big deal," Li Santong shrugged. "Actually, I have a greatest wish that I've never fulfilled. If I survive this calamity, I must go fulfill it."
"What wish?" Ye Chen was curious.
"I, Li Santong, have been cultivating for a hundred years. Though I'm still only at the Divine Transformation Realm, I'm considered a decent cultivator. Yet I've always cultivated in solitude. If I survive today, I must go to the Misty Rain Pavilion and end this unbearable humiliation of a lifetime," Li Santong said.
"Misty Rain Pavilion? What kind of place is that?" Ye Chen didn't understand.
"A brothel," Li Santong said matter-of-factly, patting Ye Chen's shoulder. "I've cultivated for a hundred years and am still a virgin. I don't want to die an old virgin. It's a great disgrace, so I've decided to go to the Misty Rain Pavilion to end the virginity I've preserved for a hundred years. Speaking of which, brother, are you interested? I heard there are discounts if we go together."
"You'd better just die," Ye Chen had three black lines hanging from his forehead.
"Attack!" At that moment, Gu Lan Saint Son gave the order.
"Yes!"
The Gu Lan Holy Church powerhouses who had come with him rushed forward, divine power surging, directly blasting towards Ye Chen and the others.
Ye Chen looked coldly at Gu Lan Saint Son: "I was going to give you a chance, but since you show no remorse, today I will personally strip you of your Saint Son position."
"Strip me of my Saint Son position?" Gu Lan Saint Son was first stunned, then burst into loud laughter: "Who do you think you are? How dare you speak of stripping this seat of the Saint Son position? What a huge joke. You'd better prepare to die."
At this moment, vast waves of divine power and laws had already flooded over. Li Santong felt despair.
Boom—
Ye Chen didn't need to act. Beside him, Yaya's small face turned icy. She stamped her foot, and invisible spatial ripples spread out like lightning, annihilating and dispersing all the divine power and laws.
The attacks from the Gu Lan Holy Church powerhouses were easily blocked just like that. But it wasn't over yet. They heard Yaya snort: "Daring to attack this young lady, my dad, and Yiyi? You're all tired of living. Scram!"
Her seemingly fair and tender little hand swiped out, directly shaking heaven and earth, unleashing an unfathomably great power.
Thump thump thump—
The next moment, they saw those Gu Lan Holy Church powerhouses who had attacked being repelled at an even faster speed, each one sent flying and vomiting blood.
They came fast, but left even faster!
This scene truly stunned many people present.
Gu Lan Saint Son was also slightly shocked, his face darkening, but he stepped forward to attack: "You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Even if you're a woman, this Saint Son must severely punish a wicked heretic like you who blasphemes the Holy Church."
Worthy of being the Gu Lan Holy Church Saint Son, the number one prodigy of the younger generation in the great world, possessing combat power comparable to a Saint Lord. A vast expanse of divine ability laws blasted out, mighty and majestic, causing the void to collapse as it surged towards Ye Chen and the others.
The other cultivators watching the spectacle in shock hurriedly flew back, lest they be caught in such an attack; even a Saint might be annihilated.
Truly vicious and ruthless!
"Utterly hypocritical to the extreme, and you still want to propose to my aunt? Scram!"
Swish—
However, Yaya shot forward like lightning. With a wave of her small hand, the powerful Saint Lord-level law fluctuations directly dissipated and vanished, so calm and composed that it stunned everyone present.
Immediately, Yaya charged towards Gu Lan Saint Son, attacking him.
Gu Lan Saint Son's expression changed slightly. He knew this Yaya, though breathtakingly beautiful, was an unimaginably powerful expert. He was just about to block when the void suddenly restrained him, leaving him, the esteemed number one young prodigy of the Gu Lan World, a supreme figure comparable to a Saint Lord, completely unable to move. His handsome, jade-like face wore an expression of horror.
Swish—
Yaya had already appeared before him, throwing a pink fist straight at his face.
Thump—
Gu Lan Saint Son's handsome, jade-like face immediately sported a black eye.
Thump—
The other eye also turned black and blue, making him look like a living panda, utterly incongruous with his handsome face. He was so angry he wanted to roar. He, the esteemed Gu Lan Holy Church Saint Son, had never suffered such humiliation.
Yet this charming, peerlessly beautiful young maiden before him was as powerful as she was beautiful. He was completely powerless to fight back.
Boom boom boom—
Yaya swung her pink fists, punching out void fist imprints that all landed on Gu Lan Saint Son's handsome face, beating it black and swollen, teeth falling out, utterly disfiguring him.
Gu Lan Saint Son wanted to fight back, but couldn't. He was completely suppressed by Yaya, directly restrained, and even thrown onto the inner city floor, blood flowing, covered in dust, extremely disheveled.
This left many people dumbfounded. The esteemed Gu Lan Saint Son of a generation had ended up in such a miserable state, truly astonishing.
Yaya clapped her hands twice, looking down at Gu Lan Saint Son from above with disdain: "And you call yourself the Gu Lan Saint Son? Truly not worth a single blow. Very disappointing."
Others, however, smiled wryly. It wasn't that Gu Lan Saint Son was weak. On the contrary, being able to serve as the Gu Lan Holy Church Saint Son, he was definitely not weak at all. It was just that Yaya was too strong, directly suppressing him.
This also shocked many people. Who exactly was this Fairy Yaya? She seemed young, yet even a contemporary great world young generation prodigy and talent like Gu Lan Saint Son was no match for her, far from it.
Gu Lan Saint Son was furious beyond measure. The pain on his face was nothing compared to the agony in his heart, especially in front of so many people. It was a tremendous disgrace, making him rage with madness as he roared: "Daring to insult this Saint Son! Today, no matter who you are, you will die!"
Gu Lan Saint Son crushed a jade token. With a boom, brilliant light soared into the sky, emitting a terrifyingly loud noise in the ninth heaven. Faintly, a divine statue could be seen manifesting, carrying the majestic authority to rule the world.
"Oh no! This is the Gu Lan Holy Church's Divine Summoning Token! Gu Lan Saint Son is forced to summon the supreme powerhouses of the Gu Lan Holy Church! Everyone, leave this place quickly!"
Boom—
Before the words had fully faded, they saw a huge, dark spatial rift tear open in the sky above Luo Feng City. From within, three powerful figures stepped out one after another, incredibly strong—all were ancient recluses at the peak of the Saint Realm, their Dao majesty extraordinary. They strode forth, making all the cultivators of the heavens tremble.
When they saw the scene before them, they were first stunned, especially by Gu Lan Saint Son's disheveled appearance with black and blue eyes and a swollen face, their expressions turning dark.
One of the ancient recluses immediately brought Gu Lan Saint Son over, had him take precious elixirs and miraculous medicines to help him recover from his injuries, and shouted at the nearby Gu Lan Holy Church personnel: "Speak! What exactly happened?"
The Gu Lan Holy Church powerhouse hurriedly recounted the previous events. Perhaps out of fear of Yaya's strength, he didn't embellish the story.
Although the three Gu Lan Holy Church powerhouses could tell that the fault basically lay with Gu Lan Saint Son's provocation, he was, after all, the next ruler of the Gu Lan Holy Church. For him to be bullied like this, how could they just let it go? If word got out, it would cause great reputational damage to the entire Gu Lan Holy Church.
Today, no matter what, they must forcefully suppress this, killing the chicken to scare the monkey!
"Today, we don't care who you are. Daring to harm our Church's Saint Son, you must pay the price." The three ancient recluses surged with divine majesty, preparing to attack.
"Dad—" Yaya spoke up.
Ye Chen nodded: "You may act, but don't go too far."
"Okay!" Yaya cheered happily, looking at the three ancient recluses as if she were looking at three toys, sending chills down people's spines.
The three ancient recluses' expressions darkened even more. What kind of look was that? It was far too dismissive of them.
In the distant sky, several powerhouses suddenly appeared. When they saw this scene, especially upon seeing Yaya and the white little beast on Ye Chen's shoulder, their expressions changed immediately, and they hurriedly spoke: "Fellow Daoists of the Gu Lan Holy Church, please stop! You must not attack!"
However, the three ancient recluses coldly said: "Fellow Daoists of the Heavenly Gate, today this is a matter of our Gu Lan Holy Church. Please do not interfere."
"But they are—" The Heavenly Gate powerhouses wanted to warn them, but the three ancient recluses simply wouldn't listen, snorting: "Today, no matter who they are, they must be punished!"
Boom—
They had already attacked, completely ignoring the warnings from the Heavenly Gate powerhouses who had come. They struck at Yaya, Ye Chen, and Li Santong. The sky was filled with powerful law-based divine abilities, accompanied by traces of supreme Dao marks that split the void, affecting this stretch of the firmament.
This was the ancient recluses—they either didn't act, or when they did, they shattered heaven and earth.
Boom—
There was no intense battle because everything ended too quickly, in the blink of an eye.
They saw Fairy Yaya make a move, and the sky full of divine ability laws directly dissipated into nothingness—a supreme technique that could be called turning decay into magic, leaving everyone dumbfounded.
Moreover, the three ancient recluses were definitely famous, powerful figures renowned throughout the world. Yet before this lively, sweetly naive young maiden, they seemed utterly not worth a single blow. In the blink of an eye, they were almost completely suppressed and restrained, unable to move, thrown onto the ground, shocking everyone.
Fairy Yaya was too powerful, strong beyond imagination.
The three ancient recluses were completely outmatched. At this moment, though horrified and knowing they must have provoked some terrifyingly great figure, they were already prepared to spare no cost. They crushed jade tokens and shouted loudly: "Supreme Heavenly God! Someone dares to blaspheme our Gu Lan Holy Church! Please descend a wisp of your Dharma Body to punish the evildoers!"
Boom—
The jade tokens shattered. A vast, boundless Dao fluctuation appeared, descending upon this stretch of the firmament, filled with endless pressure that lorded over the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, majestic and boundless.
Within it, a blurry divine statue appeared, towering between heaven and earth, tall and majestic, like a Divine King descending to the mortal world. Even Saints would tremble and shake, making cultivators from all directions involuntarily kneel and prostrate.
"Who dares to blaspheme my Gu Lan Holy Church?"
This was a wisp of an avatar of the Holy Church's Heavenly God, filled with majesty and pressure. Even a Saint Lord wouldn't dare look directly at it, inspiring awe from the depths of one's heart.
The divine statue looked at Ye Chen, speaking with authority: "Is it you?"
"Great Heavenly God, it is them," the three ancient recluses all pointed at Yaya, Ye Chen, and the others.
Crackle pop—
At that moment, Ye Chen's appearance changed. He dispelled the Heaven-Stealing, Earth-Altering Profound Technique, reverting to his true form, his origin aura releasing as he looked at the Heavenly God avatar, speaking calmly yet with immense authority: "Heavenly God."
Though the divine statue was not the Heavenly God's true self, it contained a wisp of the true Holy Church Heavenly God's consciousness. The moment it saw Ye Chen, sensing that origin aura, its expression immediately changed.
Then, under the shocked gazes of countless people, it actually knelt down on one knee, appearing respectful and reverent, saying solemnly: "I pay my respects to the Overlord!"