The Younger Generation

With one win and one loss, the situation reached a stalemate, and both sides were quite cautious about choosing the last Foundation Establishment Cultivator to fight.

After heated discussions, the Yang Household Feng Household finally decided to have Yang Xuanwu appear.

As for the Goldwater Sect, a middle-aged man emerged, tall and robust, with flowing black hair that danced like a lion's mane. His every step exuded a fierce and imposing aura, not to be underestimated.

"It's Zhu Tianxing from the Goldwater Sect. He also Dual Cultivation of Spell and Body. His Barbarian Elephant Battle Body is incredibly strong, and his defense is extremely powerful. He's a formidable character who's difficult to deal with!" A member of the Feng Lineage looked at Zhu Tianxing as he stepped onto the arena, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes, and explained the man's basic information.

"Hehe, Brother Liekong, don't worry. My nephew hasn't found a match among the Foundation Establishment Early Stage cultivators in the Yang Household yet, so you can rest assured!" Yang Tiankang smiled faintly, reassuring Feng Liekong.

"Oh? Is that so? Then I'll wait and see!"

On the ring, the two sides stood still.

Yang Xuanwu had a well-proportioned physique, his muscles and bones were like cast iron, and the hard lines on his face made him look exceptionally heroic.

At this moment, he held a black Long Spear in his hand, his fierce fighting spirit roaring out, the Long Spear pointing diagonally at Zhu Tianxing, everything was understood without words.

"The duel begins!"

Boom!!

Zhu Tianxing first, bending his thick legs slightly and then exerting force to shatter the several-foot-long arena, charging straight at the attacker.

Hold head high!!

In the dim light, it seemed as if a white jade elephant was swinging its trunk and roaring angrily, its sharp, snow-white fangs gleaming with a terrifying edge. In reality, they were Zhu Tianxing's two iron fists.

The enemy attacked fiercely, but Yang Xuanwu remained indifferent. He glanced at them, twisted his waist, and his Long Spear, like a deep-sea dragon, leaped out of the ravine.

Amidst the roars of Dragon Roar, the evil dragon bared its fangs and claws, its scales bristling, and fiercely lashed out at the rampaging elephant.

Thump!!

The clash between the two sides was like the collision of meteors. It lacked the dazzling spectacle of a torrent of Law Technique, but it was far more exhilarating and intense. The brutal, hand-to-hand combat kept the audience glued to the screen.

Bang! Bang!

The two figures moved with incredible speed, employing a combination of techniques.

Yang Xuanwu's spear flashed across the sky like a barrage of arrows, its sharp whistling sound filling the arena.

Zhu Tianxing wielded a pair of iron fists, which appeared clumsy but were actually quite effortless, making his defense watertight.

In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged no less than thirty blows.

The entire arena looked as if it had been swept by Storm, with potholes and pebbles everywhere.

Thump!!

Another collision occurred, but this time, a blinding light shone forth, accompanied by the roar of Dragon Roar. A black Long Spear radiated boundless brilliance, like the aurora borealis from the end of the sky, and in an instant, it pierced through layers of obstacles and struck Zhu Tianxing's brow.

Pfft!!

Blood splattered, and the blank expression froze on the face.

"Great shot! I didn't lose unfairly!"

After uttering these words, Zhu Tianxing closed his eyes, showing no resentment or bitterness.

Cultivators who follow the Dao of Combat all understand that if they are defeated fair and square by their enemy, it simply means they are less skilled, and there's nothing more to say.

Resentment Qi is just an excuse for cowards to vent their emotions.

Laugh!!

After sheathing his Long Spear, Yang Xuanwu bowed to Zhu Tianxing's corpse before turning and leaving the arena.

Even if such opponents fight each other because of differing stances, the due respect should still be shown.

On the other side, a young cultivator with a sorrowful expression went up to the stage and carefully collected Zhu Tianxing's body. The Cultivators of the Goldwater Sect remained silent for a moment before leaving under Chu Fei's leadership.

Having lost two out of three rounds, the Goldwater Sect had already lost this match. Continuing to escalate the conflict would only be undignified and make them a laughingstock.

"Hahaha..."

The atmosphere in the Yang and Feng Households was completely different. They returned to Yellowstone Market with great joy, and naturally, there was no shortage of celebrations.

Meanwhile, as the duel ended, the names of Yang Tiankang and Yang Xuanwu began to spread among the Foundation Establishment circles in several nearby counties.

Only then did the world realize that Yang Household Yang Tianyou was not the only genius in the Yang family.

Beneath the latter's brilliance lie other stars that should not be underestimated.

Half a month after Yang Tianyou went into seclusion, the walls of his Seclusion Chamber suddenly began to shake. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that Yang Tianyou had slammed his palm onto the ground.

Feeling the surging, violent power within his muscles and bones, he laughed heartily, "As expected of the Millennium Jade Mystic Stone Marrow, while enhancing my Body Cultivator Aptitude, its ability to temper my Fleshly Body is equally formidable. In just half a month, it has raised my physique to the Ninth Layer of Foundation Establishment."

"I just don't know if my Body Cultivator Aptitude has improved to the Golden Core Realm..." Yang Tianyou frowned in thought.

This Void thing, though perceptible, is extremely vague, like looking at flowers through a fog.

"Forget it, since we're unsure, let's just consume the remaining half of the Jade Mystic Stone Marrow. That way, we should be absolutely safe!"

Without further ado, Yang Tianyou lightly touched his Storage Ring, took out the remaining Jade Mystic Stone Marrow, and drank it all in one gulp.

Buzz!!

A rich Spiritual Qi rose from his abdomen, and under the operation of his internal organs, it quickly transformed into a kind of beneficial power, slowly improving his Body Cultivator Aptitude while also tempering his physique.

Eight more days passed. With a rumbling sound, the stone chamber door opened wide, and Yang Tianyou walked out with a smile in his eyes, in a good mood.

"I didn't expect Thirteenth Brother to act so quickly; he's already obtained the materials for a Demon-Transforming Pill."

Muttering to himself, Yang Tianyou's figure gradually blurred, and then a ray of magnificent starlight shot out from the courtyard and headed straight for Purple Moon Town.

On the top floor of the Purple Moon Pavilion, Yang Tianyou stepped inside, carrying a pot of Spirit Wine. "Thirteenth Brother, thanks to you for running around so much about the Demon-Transforming Pill, this pot of Spring Gauze Wine was brewed by my mother a year ago. It's the Great Achievement of her brewing skills, and she's been keeping it at home, reluctant to drink it. I brought it here especially for you to try!"

"Since this is a precious item personally prepared by our Spirit Cuisine Hall, I naturally have to savor it." Yang Tianjiu walked over with a smile, handing over a Storage Bag while familiarly taking the Spirit Wine from Yang Tianyou's hand.

Taking the Storage Bag, Yang Tianyou scanned it with his Spiritual Awareness to confirm its authenticity, and then joked, "Speaking of which, Thirteenth Brother is busy with the many affairs of the Commerce Hall every day, but his cultivation hasn't fallen behind at all. He has actually reached the peak of the Seventh Layer of Foundation Establishment. It really makes me, a mediocre talent who is always in seclusion, feel ashamed!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Tianjiu smiled and said, "It's just a small fortuitous opportunity, nothing compared to your Nineteenth Younger Brother's unparalleled combat power. As for me, I guess I'll only ever be associated with money in this lifetime!"

"What's wrong with being with money? You're the God of Wealth in our Lineage. Even Golden Core Cultivators from other Lineage treat you as an equal. Isn't that the allure of money?" Yang Tianyou blinked.

Yang Tianjiu smiled without saying a word, and pulled him to finish the pot of Spring Gauze Wine before letting Yang Tianyou leave.