"Ah--you, you dare to hit me?"
After regaining her senses, Lin Yue couldn't help but scream in anger.
She suddenly stood up, her expression ferocious, her pretty face twisted, staring intently at Ye Xuan like a venomous woman, her eyes filled with a murderous intent, as if she wanted to devour Ye Xuan whole.
She's the eldest daughter of the Lin Clan; how could she have ever suffered such humiliation?
The expressions of Lu Hu and his three companions suddenly turned incredibly cold.
Boom boom boom!
In an instant, all four of them unleashed powerful auras, and terrifying pressure swept outwards, making it seem as if a great battle was about to break out.
Seeing this, Chu Rufeng also stepped forward, releasing a powerful aura of the Nascent Soul Realm Fifth Level.
He stared intently at Lu Hu and his men, his body tense, his fists clenched, like a bloodthirsty tiger about to be unleashed, ready for a fierce battle.
Ye Xuan's expression didn't change much. He looked at Lin Yue, not bothering to say a word.
He quickly raised his right hand again and slapped it out hard. With a loud crack, Lin Yue, who had just gotten up, was knocked back down.
This time, Ye Xuan struck even harder, not only causing the other half of Lin Yue's face to swell, but also knocking out several of her teeth.
With Lin Yue's cultivation at the Golden Core Realm Ninth Level, let alone not expecting Ye Xuan to make a move again, even if she had, she would have had no way to avoid it.
"Oh? I can't hit you? Even if I, the Holy Son, hit you, what can you do about it?"
Ye Xuan's calm voice echoed throughout the restaurant's lobby, plunging the room into an eerie silence once more.
Everyone stared blankly at Ye Xuan, their hearts pounding wildly.
At this moment, Ye Xuan was suddenly filled with an incomparably domineering aura.
That aura was so powerful that even the Tianjiao from the outside world couldn't help but feel a slight tremor in their hearts.
" Holy Son Ye, you're attacking our friend right in front of us. Aren't you showing a blatant disregard for us? Isn't this going a bit too far?"
Lu Hu finally came to his senses. He exuded an aura, stood up abruptly, and stared coldly at Ye Xuan, saying in a chilling tone.
Ye Xuan was completely unafraid of Lu Hu's powerful aura at the Nascent Soul Realm Eighth Level.
He glanced at Lu Hu indifferently, neither humble nor arrogant, and slowly said, "Who are you? Do I know you? And do I need to take you seriously?"
"As for going too far, that's laughable. Even an ant dares to provoke this Holy Son, and I only slapped it twice. Is that going too far?"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room was stunned into silence.
No one expected Ye Xuan's words to be so sharp, showing no regard whatsoever for Lu Hu and other outside Tianjiao.
It should be noted that these people come from powerful factions in those realms. Their backgrounds and strengths are far superior to those of the Carefree Holy Land.
"You're courting death! Ye Xuan, don't think you can be arrogant in front of us just because you're some worthless Holy Son of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land! Let me tell you, you are nothing in front of us!"
"That's right, you, Holy Son, might have some influence in the Eastern Wasteland, but in our land, you're nothing special. The world is vast, with countless powerful Tianjiao talented individuals, many more monstrous than you, beyond the comprehension of a frog in a well like you!"
"Hmph, do you really think you can look down on everything just because you possess the Chaos Sacred Body? The Chaos Sacred Body can still perish! Besides, we don't even know if your Chaos Sacred Body is genuine!"
The three prodigies behind Lu Hu Tianjiao upon hearing Ye Xuan's words.
One by one, they couldn't help but roar in anger, their powerful auras surging forth like a raging torrent, their oppressive force instantly pressing down on Ye Xuan.
Despite the overwhelming aura emanating from the three men, Ye Xuan remained calm.
He sneered, "A frog in a well? There are many stronger than me, Holy Son? So what? As long as I know I can suppress trash like you, that's enough for me!"
These words were like a collision between Mars and Earth. Not only Lu Hu and his group, but even the other Tianjiao at the other tables were somewhat overwhelmed.
Holy crap, that's insane!
Ye Xuan, however, was too lazy to waste words. Suddenly, with a loud boom, his aura exploded, his spearhead aimed directly at Lu Hu and his three companions, his voice as cold as an ice blade:
"You dare to unleash your aura on this Holy Son? Do you want to die?"
"Get out of my way! This is a feud between this Holy Son and the eldest daughter of the Lin Clan. If you dare to interfere, don't blame me for being impolite!"
With that, Ye Xuan ignored Lu Hu and his men and strode towards Lin Yue.
As Lin Yue saw Ye Xuan approaching, her previously ferocious expression instantly returned to calm, and a sense of fear arose in her heart.
"What... what do you want to do?" she asked in alarm, quickly hiding behind Lu Hu.
Lu Hu and the others also had extremely pale and ugly faces.
They hadn't expected Ye Xuan to be so arrogant, to so directly and rudely slap them in the face and provoke them.
This was something they, who were high and mighty, simply couldn't accept.
Especially Lu Hu, Lin Yue is now officially his woman.
Ye Xuan hitting Lin Yue in front of him was already tantamount to slapping him in the face. If Ye Xuan were to strike again, he would completely lose face!
Lu Hu was filled with rage. He wanted to disregard everything and kill Ye Xuan directly.
But remembering the warning from the mysterious expert on the way here, and the instructions from the sect elders, he had no choice but to suppress it.
He stared intently at Ye Xuan and said in a deep voice, " Ye Xuan, your aggressive approach is making too many enemies, which isn't good for you!"
boom!
Ye Xuan ignored them all. His aura exploded wildly as he coldly stared at Lu Hu, uttering only two words: "Get out of my way!"
Lu Hu was furious; his face contorted in anger, and his fists clenched tightly. He was absolutely enraged!
"This Holy Son is only at the Golden Core Realm First Level. I can barely accept Golden Core Realm cultivator's attack, but if Nascent Soul attacks, then don't blame my seniors from the Ancient Desolate Holy Land for killing me."
As Ye Xuan's calm voice fell, he reached out his right hand and grabbed at Lin Yue.
Lin Yue was utterly shocked and horrified.
She never expected that even after being humiliated to this extent, her so-called man, Lu Hu, still wouldn't make a move.
This made her truly feel despair and panic.
Had she known this would happen, she would never have dared to provoke Ye Xuan!
However, just as Ye Xuan's Spiritual Qi energy palm was about to seize Lin Yue—
Bang!
A loud bang!
A gust of wind from a fist suddenly shot out from behind Lin Yue, directly striking Ye Xuan's palm print.
The violent force instantly raged outwards, tearing the entire table and the nearby railings to shreds.
Behind Lu Hu, a burly young man stepped forward and stared coldly at Ye Xuan, saying:
"I never expected that such an arrogant person as you would appear in this Eastern Wasteland!"
"I, Yang Zong, am at the Golden Core Realm Ninth Level. I would like to experience the skills of this Holy Son!"
"I'd like to see what makes you, this so-called Holy Son, so arrogant, and just how much power your Chaos Sacred Body truly possesses!"
These words immediately caused an uproar and stirred up a huge controversy!
"What? Yang Zong? He's Yang Zong? The Yang Zong's currently ranked ninth on the Golden Core Ranking?"
"What a powerful aura! Is this the aura that Golden Core Realm can unleash? It's truly far more powerful than those Golden Core Peak in our Eastern Wasteland!"
Chu Rufeng's expression also changed, and he looked at Ye Xuan solemnly, saying, "Brother, this person is currently ninth on the Golden Core Ranking, he should not be underestimated!"