"Not interested," Ye Chen said without even looking up.
An Ancient Divine King?
His Chaos Heavenly Mansion had plenty of Divine Kings. He had even suppressed over two hundred Divine Kings from the Holy Emperor Domain faction.
This so-called Ancient Divine King, whom he could see whenever he wished, was only considered a heaven-defying opportunity by people like Gu Xuan who hadn't seen much of the world.
Hmm, these people really hadn't seen much of the world.
That was how he defined them in his mind.
Ziguang Tian sneered: "Truly an arrogant fellow. You should know that Ancient Divine Kings are supreme existences who overlook the mortal world, lofty and aloof. They rarely appear in the world for tens of thousands of years. Even Great Power ancestors find it difficult to meet them once. Yet some people look down on them, truly thinking themselves invincible under heaven. Perhaps many years later, they will recall today's events and feel endless regret."
He shook his head and poured himself a cup of wine, taking a sip. As expected of the Peach Banquet, even the wine on an ordinary banquet table was first-class immortal brew in the world, capable of adding several insights into the Dao. It was truly extraordinary.
Ye Chen suddenly put down the delicacies in his hand and looked at Ziguang Tian. An aura that looked down upon the world suddenly erupted from him, pressing down on everyone as he said indifferently: "That's because you don't know how great my capabilities are. In my eyes, so-called Ancient Divine Kings are nothing more than that."
Everyone shuddered, all intimidated by the overwhelming aura that suddenly emanated from Ye Chen.
At this moment, the Ye Chen before them no longer seemed like the weakling who needed others' protection, but rather an invincible existence who looked down upon the nine heavens and ten earths.
Just then, an untimely voice came from the side.
"Ancient Divine Kings are nothing more than that? Heh, this young master would like to see exactly who has such heaven-defying audacity to not even place Ancient Divine Kings in his eyes."
The newcomer was a young man in his early twenties, dressed in multicolored brocade robes. Naturally handsome, he was surrounded by layers of divine halos like a son of the gods, but his brows contained an arrogance that was difficult to conceal, looking down on everything as if he placed no one in his eyes.
His appearance startled everyone present.
"Young Master Yang!"
Whether it was Gu Xuan, Ziguang Tian, Ren Jing, or even Nangong Xue, everyone's expressions subtly became much more respectful upon seeing the newcomer.
Even inheritors of immortal forces like Gu Xuan and Nangong Xue had no choice but to act this way.
Don't be fooled by their seemingly high status—facing this young man, their standing was more than a notch lower.
Because this young man was not only an inheritor of an immortal force, but also the son of that immortal force's Great Power ancestor.
The son of a Great Power ancestor, born late in life, inheriting the Great Power bloodline, was naturally deeply cherished. The resources and other aspects given to him far surpassed those of ordinary immortal force inheritors.
More importantly, the immortal force he belonged to was one of the few in the current era that maintained very good relations with the Doumen, quite familiar with the Doumen's higher-ups.
It was rumored that the Great Power ancestor was a peerless powerhouse who emerged from the Doumen before establishing an immortal force in the Weiyang Great World.
With his father being a Great Power and backed by the Doumen, this Yang Cheng—Young Master Yang—naturally enjoyed great glory, especially within the Doumen's world, where he was one of the dominant figures.
At the same time, having inherited his father's Great Power bloodline, Yang Cheng was not only extraordinary in status but also a super Heaven's Pride, ranked on the Sage Heaven's Pride List.
Though he appeared to be only twenty on the surface, he was actually over a hundred years old. Due to cultivation reasons, he maintained absolute youthfulness, and despite his young age, he was a Saint Lord-level existence above the seventh heaven—truly possessing extraordinary strength.
Yang Cheng, with power, influence, and strength, could be considered a rather famous super Heaven's Pride in the current Weiyang Great World, with few daring to provoke him.
Seeing Yang Cheng immediately question Ye Chen without the slightest goodwill, Nangong Xue and several female cultivators from the Snow Sect couldn't help but feel worried for Ye Chen.
Nangong Xue then sighed softly, her beautiful eyes sweeping over Ye Chen, feeling helpless in her heart: "This guy really has heaven-defying audacity, recklessly discussing Ancient Divine Kings in public. Now it's good—he's provoked Yang Cheng. How will this end?"
Gu Xuan raised a cup of wine and toasted Yang Cheng: "Young Master Yang's arrival is an immense honor for Gu. Let me offer a toast first."
Yang Cheng also returned the toast, wearing a faint smile, but no matter how one looked, it appeared so arrogant.
But he also had the qualification to be arrogant.
Yang Cheng looked at Ye Chen and said: "This young master just came out with his father to meet some seniors. I took the opportunity to find some friends, never expecting someone to be so rampant as to not place Ancient Divine Kings in his eyes. This young master specially came over to see—in this Weiyang Great World, how many people dare not place Ancient Divine Kings in their eyes!"
His eyes shone with cold light, filled with ill intent.
Beside him, Ziguang Tian, Ren Jing, and others wore expressions of schadenfreude.
Ye Chen's personality was destined to offend many people. Now even Yang Cheng, son of a Great Power, had appeared, vaguely representing the Doumen's tendency. This kid was probably in trouble.
"Who are you?"
Ye Chen still leisurely savored a mouthful of fine wine but subconsciously frowned.
The food was good, but the wine was ordinary.
With a flash in his hand, an ordinary wine gourd appeared. He quickly opened the stopper, sealing in the wine aroma. Otherwise, once it leaked, no one in this Dou Heavenly Hall would remain sober.
He took a forceful gulp. A spicy sensation immediately filled his entire body, feeling as if all his blood and qi instantly boiled. Ye Chen felt somewhat excited.
Good wine! Truly good wine!
Everyone looked at that wine gourd, their expressions even more disdainful.
Not drinking the fine immortal brew, but instead drinking this vulgar, ordinary, inferior wine without even any wine aroma—he truly was someone without any background. Who knew what means he used to sneak in.
Yang Cheng snorted coldly: "Who this young master is, you're not qualified to know. But this young master highly suspects how you sneaked in, so please produce your invitation, or state which immortal force you're from. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless and driving you out on the spot."
"I don't have an invitation, and I'm not from any immortal force," Ye Chen said.
"Heh, no invitation, not from an immortal force—you really did sneak in," Yang Cheng said, his handsome face suddenly turning much colder, flashing with venomous light.
Gu Xuan, Ziguang Tian, and others sneered coldly. Just as expected.
Nangong Xue slightly furrowed her delicate brows. The other female cultivators from the Snow Sect were also somewhat worried.
Ye Chen said: "Although I have no invitation and no immortal force brought me in, I advise you to leave quickly and not provoke me. Otherwise, if you really make me angry, not to mention you, even your Great Power father behind you will regret it beyond measure."
Even Doumen Divine Kings had to bow obediently before him. What was a mere son of a Great Power?
He simply didn't place him in his eyes.
These words immediately made everyone's hearts jump.
"He's gone mad!"
Yang Cheng was no kind-hearted believer. As the most beloved son of a Great Power, backed by the Doumen, what kind of person was he? How could he allow others to insult him?
Even at the Peach Banquet, he was a hot-tempered individual. He directly took action, clenching his fist and throwing a punch.