The Yun Family

My voice trembled slightly, "Is... is this your house?"

"Yep, this is our Yun Family's 'Yun City.' Everything here belongs to my family. These are people from out of town who come to do business or buy things.

Of course, most of the items here are things that most people in the Underworld Practices need, or things that can't see the light of day.

Since they can't be sold outside, they come to our Yun City to find a way out," the girl said proudly.

I swallowed hard. "This entire city is yours?"

"Yep, pretty amazing, right?" the girl grinned slyly.

I gave the girl a thumbs-up and said she was amazing. The girl giggled.

Then she asked me to get in the car, saying it was still a distance to her house. I got in.

The girl said in the car, "Looking at all the Yin Yang Families, the Yun Family has the strongest power, both in combat strength and financial strength."

I secretly nodded in my heart. Yeah, with this scale, the girl has the confidence to say that.

Before long, we arrived at a very grand entrance. The two gates were probably four or five meters high, with intricate carvings and paintings on the sides.

There was also a large, gilded plaque on the gate, inscribed with the two characters "Yun Mansion."

Those two characters looked like flying dragons and dancing snakes, vigorous and powerful, clearly the work of a master.

It was my first time seeing such a scene, and for a moment, I was at a loss for what to do, just staring blankly at this "terrifyingly large gate."

Just then, I heard "swish, swish, swish" sounds in my ear. When I came back to my senses, I saw.

Several flying darts wreathed in flames flew past me, heading straight for Yun Yao.

I was shocked. Just as I was about to rush over to help, I saw Yun Yao plant her feet firmly.

She rapidly formed hand seals, and a large fireball flew out, enveloping the flying darts.

Then, she controlled the fireball that had enveloped the darts and hurled it towards a young man.

The young man was also agile, dodging and weaving. He sidestepped and avoided the fireball thrown at him.

Then he raised his hand, and with another "swish, swish," two flying darts shot out. As the darts left his hand, he formed another hand seal.

The flying darts that had been knocked away by the fireball and fallen to the ground actually wobbled and flew up.

Then, a flurry of darts shot towards Yun Yao at high speed. The angles were bizarre and tricky, as if each dart had a mind of its own.

Yun Yao was desperately fending them off, her body exceptionally agile.

Whether leaping, bending, or ducking, not a single dart managed to injure her.

While dodging the darts, she was also forming hand seals. In an instant, three large fireballs flew towards the young man one after another.

The young man's pupils contracted sharply, and his face turned slightly pale.

He then quickly formed a hand seal, and the darts that were attacking Yun Yao instantly returned to his side, flipping and swirling around him, forming a protective barrier.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Three consecutive explosions, and the darts around the young man fell to the ground.

The young man's body was also sent flying backward, crashing into a nearby statue, and then he fell to the ground, motionless.

"Jiang Yujie, you scoundrel, how dare you ambush me! Are we still fighting?" Yun Yao said angrily.

The young man named Jiang Yujie slowly got up from the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of smoke from his mouth and nose, then shook his head fiercely.

He then said, "Big Foot Yao, you're really ruthless! I haven't seen you in so long, so I wanted to test your strength."

"You scoundrel, how dare you call me by that nickname! Today, I'm going to roast you into a suckling pig." With that, she prepared to form hand seals again.

"Stop..."

An old man slowly walked out from the opening gate, unhurriedly.

"Yujie is here as a guest, Little Yao Yao, don't be rude," the old man said to Yun Yao.

Although his words were stern, his tone and the way he looked at Yun Yao were extremely doting.

I saw that the old man was wearing a plain ancient-style robe and cloth shoes.

He leaned on a dragon-headed walking stick carved from some unknown wood, his beard and hair completely white, standing in place.

His back was straight. Although his attire was not particularly remarkable, he possessed an aura of inherent authority, a presence that commanded respect without anger. Simply put, he had the aura of someone in a high position.

Yun Yao skipped over and hugged the old man's right arm, then pouted coquettishly, "Grandfather, this bad guy called me a nickname."

The old man laughed heartily, "It's fine. You grew up together, what's there to be afraid of with a nickname?"

Yun Yao stomped her foot on the ground, then made a face at the young man.

The young man walked over and bowed to the old man. The old man stroked his beard and nodded slightly.

"This young friend is Li Daorong's son, isn't he?" the old man asked me gently, looking at me.

Since I didn't know the old man's name, I stepped forward and bowed slightly, "Yes. May I ask your name, elder?"

The old man laughed heartily, appearing very carefree, "No need for formalities. This old man's name is 'Yun Potian'."

My son and your father were sworn brothers, and this old man and your Grandfather Li Xuande shared a life-or-death friendship."

"It's just that Brother Xuande passed away early, and then we went our separate ways, so we slowly lost contact.

Time really flies," the old man said with a sigh.

"Grandfather Yun, is this the grandson of the 'Golden Rainbow Ghost Sword'? He must be very strong.

I want to find an opportunity to spar with him," the young man named Jiang Yujie said, looking at me.

The old man said to the young man named Jiang Yujie, "Hey... Yujie, don't be rude. This is also a descendant of your Jiang family's benefactor."

"Ah... benefactor? What benefactor? Why don't I understand what you're saying, Grandfather Yun?" the young man named Jiang Yujie said, scratching the back of his head.

Yun Yao glared at the young man and said, "You scoundrel, you only know how to bully the weak. If you have the guts, come fight me."

The young man shrunk his neck and didn't dare to reply, probably still scared from being beaten earlier.

Then, the young man cupped his fists towards me: "Hello, my name is Jiang Yujie. I am from the Jiang family's imperial artifact clan."

I also cupped my fists towards him and said, "Hello, my name is Li Yutong."

Jiang Yujie was stunned: "That's it? You're not the successor of the Yin Yang Families."

I said no, I'm just an ordinary cultivator.

Hearing my words, Jiang Yujie was a little surprised and stared at me intently.

I also sized him up, because I hadn't seen what he looked like clearly when he was fighting Yun Yao earlier, and now I could see him up close.

"Little brother, this old man is very powerful. Don't act rashly," Nangong Yiyi said from inside the Yin gathering token.

I was startled and asked back, "How does he compare to you, sister?"

"I can't beat him. If you called your Martial Uncle, we could win with certainty," Nangong Yiyi said.

"Damn, that strong," I replied in disbelief.

"Yes, it seems I underestimated the cultivators in the outside world a little. I need to be more careful in the future.

I will try to conceal my aura from now on. Your Martial Uncle is right, my rash appearance now is just causing you trouble."