Shen Yaoyin was a shrewd woman, and she had perfected tricks like borrowing a mighty banner to drape herself in a tiger's skin.
These days, Li Yang's name rang so loudly throughout the Nine Provinces and the Demon Savage Continent that saying it thundered in everyone's ears was no exaggeration.
"Li Yang? Don't try to scare me with Li Yang." The youth in brocade and a splendid robe wore a look of utter disdain. "I'm not a member of the Sun-Slaying Alliance, nor am I an evil fiend. What could Li Yang do even if he came?"
As he spoke, he ignored Shen Yaoyin completely, glaring viciously at the cultivator before him who was competing with him for the immortal fruit.
"I've already given the stallholder what he wanted. This immortal fruit rightfully belongs to me. If you keep pestering me, I'll kill you!"
The disguised cultivator was no saint either. His identity was unknown, but he was certainly no rogue cultivator. "Kill me? You don't have the ability. Besides, I got here first. You won't follow a single rule, so why should I yield it to you?"
"Then there's nothing left to discuss."
"Hmph!" The disguised cultivator had a powerful physical body. He raised his hand and threw a punch, his blood and vital energy surging like a true dragon as it hurtled straight toward the youth's face. "Arrogant brat! Since there are no rules here, let me teach you how to behave!"
The battle between the two erupted in an instant.
Faced with the fist rushing toward his face, the youth bellowed and spat an immortal saber from his mouth, its destructive power astonishing.
The disguised cultivator narrowly dodged it. "You venomous wretch! You're courting death!"
He pulled back, and a feather fan woven from the feathers of