Long Yan, Son of Destiny

Upon hearing this, the Cloud Mist City paused slightly, and said respectfully, "Reporting to Young Master Cao, three days ago, a young man named Long Yan went to the Cloud Mist Sect alone to challenge Aunt Zhaoyi, saying he wanted to avenge the humiliation of the broken engagement that day."

Upon hearing the words "annulment of the engagement, "Cao Youqian subconsciously narrowed his eyes. His master's instructions flashed through his mind, and he murmured, "Could it be that my opportunity lies here?"

Ye Beixuan and Cloud Mist City looked at Cao Youqian with complete bewilderment, but Cao Youqian closed his eyes and said no more.

Seeing this, the two of them didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Before long, they arrived at the teleportation array of the City Lord's Mansion, and the three of them took the teleportation array to the outside of the Cloud Mist Sect's mountain gate.

Cao Youqian looked at the three large characters "Cloud Mist Sect" written on the stone tablet and said calmly, "Let's go."

"Yes."

Although the Cloud Mist City does not hold a high position in the Song Clan, his position in the Cloud Mist Sect is not bad.

He led the two directly to a martial arts arena that was packed with people.

The surrounding disciples instinctively made way for the three as they approached.

Cao Youqian looked toward the arena and saw a tall, unremarkable young man standing there.

Although he looked quite ordinary, his eyes shone with an unparalleled unwavering light, making the Yunlan disciples below the stage pale in comparison.

"Half-Step Heavenly Origin."

Cao Youqian immediately discerned the other party's cultivation level and turned to ask, "City Lord, could you tell me about the grudge between this young man and Xiao Yi?"

The Cloud Mist City said, "This matter is actually not complicated. Back then, the Song Clan patriarch and the Jing Lake Long Clan had an agreement to form a three-generation marriage contract. Zhaoyi Yitang's generation is the third generation. However, the Jing Lake Long Clan is no longer Half-Saint family."

Therefore, the Song Clan planned to marry off a concubine's daughter to the Long family, which aroused Song Clan Long Clan's dissatisfaction. They wanted the Song family to marry off their legitimate daughter. The two sides could not reach an agreement, and in the end, the Song Clan chose to break off the engagement. At that time, Aunt Zhaoyi was playing around and went with the Song Clan to break off the engagement.

The young man on stage, knowing that his engagement had been broken off, challenged the young prodigy of the Song Clan to a duel. If the Song Clan's prodigy lost, the Song Clan would marry off a legitimate daughter to the Long Clan; if he lost, the engagement would be null and void.

Unfortunately, Aunt Zhaoyi is a rising star among the younger generation of the Song Clan. Moreover, after returning from the Great Void Secret Realm, she went into seclusion to break through to the Heavenly Origin a few days ago. Aunt Zhaoyi is certain to win this battle.

"I see."

After listening to the other party's words, Cao Youqian turned his gaze back to the young man on the stage. For some reason, he felt an inexplicable disgust when he looked at the young man in front of him.

On the arena, Long Yan glanced at everyone present and said in a deep voice, "What, is Song Zhaoyi too scared to come?"

"Snort!"

A cold voice came from afar, followed by a woman in purple riding a sword and landing on the arena.

The person who arrived was Song Zhaoyi. Ever since Cao Youqian said that purple had a lot of charm, she had changed all her clothes to purple.

Looking at the beautiful woman before him, Long Yan's lips curled into a slight smile. He used his divine sense to speak to the ring on his hand, saying, "Elder Sword, are you sure she possesses the hidden Nine Yin Saint Physique? If I cultivate with her, my Soaring Dragon Nine Transformations will reach its full potential?"

An aged voice slowly echoed in his mind, "Indeed, I could not have misjudged you. Since you cannot find a woman with the Profound Yin Jade Physique for dual cultivation, a woman with the Nine Yin Saint Physique is also a good choice. As long as you master the Soaring Dragon Nine Transformations the Soaring Dragon, you can cultivate my Heavenly Sha Sword Art!"

"I know what to do."

After responding with his divine sense, Long Yan narrowed his eyes and scrutinized the woman before him. "Song Zhaoyi, if I win today, don't forget to keep your promise and marry me!"

"Snort!"

Song Zhaoyi snorted coldly again, her face frosty. "You're simply talking nonsense. I'll give you a chance to strike first, so you won't accuse me of bullying the weak."

Upon hearing this, the crowd below the arena shouted in unison, "Well done, Senior Sister Song!"

"Senior Sister Song, teach this brat a lesson!"

"..."

Ye Beixuan slowly turned to look at Cao Youqian: "Second Senior Brother, why do I feel that Senior Sister Song Song's tone of voice is very similar to yours?"

Cao Youqian grinned. "It's all my fault for leading her astray."

Cloud Mist City: "..."

He just couldn't understand how his aunt could have a relationship with this arrogant guy.

A cold glint flashed in Long Yan's eyes on the stage; Song Zhaoyi's words were nothing short of a resounding slap across his face.

"Great... very good!"

Clang!

Long Yan pulled a spirit sword engulfed in raging flames from his storage ring and said coldly, "Don't cry if you lose!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his longsword out suddenly.

"Fire Sha Slash!"

With a single swing of the sword, flames filled the sky.

Wherever the Sword Qi reached, flames engulfed everything.

"Careful!"

The elders of the Cloud Mist Sect who were watching the battle from a short distance exclaimed in surprise upon seeing this scene.

"Startled Cloud Stance!"

Song Zhaoyi did not panic, but instead drew her sword and swung it to meet the opponent's attack.

Boom!!!

A single sword strike revealed the difference in skill.

Long Yan stood motionless, while Song Zhaoyi took several steps back to steady herself. Her skirt was still stained with sparks of fire, and her face looked terrible.

At this moment, Song Zhaoyi felt a turmoil churning inside her body, a sweet taste in her throat, and she almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, she still chose to continue the fight, her cultivation level instantly surging to its peak, and she swung her longsword once more.

"Fengyun Convergence!"

"No!"

When the Song Clan elder of the Cloud Mist Sect saw Song Zhaoyi use this move, he jumped up from his seat in a panic. If it weren't for saving face, he would have personally taken action to suppress that brat named Long Yan.

As Song Zhaoyi thrust out his sword, the sky was filled with swirling Fengyun.

That sword strike was unpredictable and impossible to fathom.

That sword strike was so sharp that it left no room for anyone to resist.

Even Long Yan's face showed astonishment, and he was greatly alarmed. He hurriedly used his divine sense to shout, "Elder Sword, help me!"

"No need to be nervous."

As Elder Sword's voice rang in Long Yan's mind, Long Yan's aura underwent a dramatic change, and a terrifying aura burst forth from his body.

He subconsciously swung his hand, easily deflecting Song Zhaoyi's swordsmanship.

quiet.

The entire area around the Cloud Mist Sect arena was deathly quiet. Everyone present seemed to be surprised that Long Yan could break through this sword so easily.

Ye Beixuan frowned slightly. "Second Senior Brother, I sense something is wrong with Long Yan. There seems to be an aura on him that doesn't belong to him. Although it was only for a moment, it didn't escape my perception."

Upon hearing this, Cao Youqian narrowed his eyes and stared intently at Long Yan, not noticing anything different about him. He simply replied, "I understand. I'll be careful later."

???

Ye Beixuan looked at Cao Youqian with a confused expression.

On the arena, Long Yan, with a smug expression, looked at the defiant Song Zhaoyi opposite him and said with a smile, "You lost. According to the agreement, you have to come with me."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhaoyi gritted her teeth, slowly raised the sword in her hand, and said, "I already have someone I love in my heart. Even if I die, I will not go with you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the sword in her hand was already aimed at her neck.

Just at this critical moment, a voice as loud as Jinglei rang out. "Xiao Yi, wait a minute! Leave the rest to me!"