The atmosphere seemed to become even stranger. Fu Mingxu nudged Han Tao and said softly, "Let me go first."
He tried to resolve the matter in the gentlest tone possible, but to Han Tao, his words were like a thunderclap.
His golden eyes flashed with a stormy sea. Han Tao tightened his grip on his arm, looked down at him, and asked in a dark voice, "You want to go with him?"
What on earth is all this?! Fu Mingxu felt like he was going crazy.
Si Yang was delighted to hear this and said to him, "Don't be afraid, I'll take you back to the Star-Picking Platform after I deal with this dragon."
He decided to take this young man back to the sect to carefully study the causal thread that he couldn't see through.
These words unintentionally enraged Han Tao. He held onto Fu Mingxu's arm tightly, and with his free hand, he turned his palm down, and after a sharp dragon's roar, a golden longsword appeared in his hand.
His eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he pointed his sword: "You're courting death!"
No dragon can tolerate having their mate taken away from them in front of their eyes; it is more humiliating and painful than taking their life.
How many years has it been since anyone dared to point at him like that? Si Yang's gaze fell on the sword, and he was instantly filled with rage.
Haha, he's allergic to swords; he gets angry just looking at them.
Seeing that the two were about to fight, Fu Mingxu had a headache. He raised his hand and placed his palm on Han Tao's hand. A small part of his arm was exposed as his sleeve slipped down. He said anxiously, "Let me explain."
The other onlookers, cowering in fear, exclaimed: "Oh wow, classic lines from a love triangle are back!"
Seeing how close he was to him, Han Tao's anger lessened a little, but he did not put down his golden sword, looking ready to strike at any moment.
"What's the point of explaining to this brute?" Si Yang looked at him with unusual affection and said nonchalantly, "Come back to the Star-Picking Platform with me."
The moment he saw this young man, he felt an indescribable sensation, as if the two had known each other for a long time.
Si Yang was born with a talent for divination and he could see into the secrets of heaven, but he also believed in cause and effect.
From the moment he sensed the causal connection that was related to him, he was curious about who it was. When he finally met the person in question, he couldn't suppress the tenderness that arose from his heart.
Fortunately, he has retained all his memories from childhood to adulthood, otherwise he would have been unable to help but wonder where his bloodline was left behind when he lost his memory.
Han Tao was furious at the undisguised "pity" in his eyes. He pulled Fu Mingxu behind him and turned around to say, "Stand here and don't move."
As soon as Fu Mingxu stood still, a fierce sword intent shot out, carrying golden light powerful enough to blind others, and all aimed at Si Yang Immortal Lord.
He lacked superb swordsmanship, yet his sword light was imbued with boundless killing intent, as if a giant dragon had descended from the sky, its vast dragon breath carrying the dragon's fury, burning everything in its path.
Si Yang finally recognized who the dragon was, but he did not stop. With a flick of his sleeve, boundless starlight and fierce golden light clashed together, and the roof of the entire restaurant was pierced by the two people's auras, and the surrounding walls were about to collapse.
"Stop fighting!" Fu Mingxu shouted weakly, watching helplessly as the two men fought until they were practically flying.
The spectators huddled in the corner: Another classic line.
Things seemed to have suddenly spiraled out of control. Fu Mingxu, who had been painstakingly searching for elixirs to repair the damaged dragon soul, hadn't even finished his meal, and hadn't even exchanged a few words with his old friend, suddenly felt a surge of anger.
What terrible things did he do?
Looking at the scattered spiritual light in the night sky, Fu Mingxu didn't want to stand here and be watched as the protagonist of the story. He sneered and then sent a telepathic message to Han Tao.
"If you want to fight, then continue. I'm leaving now."
Goodbye, you two, I won't keep you company any longer.
A note from the author:
Fu Mingxu: I'm so tired, really.
Han Tao: Anyone who tries to steal my wife, kill them!
Chapter 30
Yunshilou is one of the top three restaurants in the market, and it already has a lot of customers. With the commotion here, it attracts even more attention.
The magical light of the battle pierced the night sky, attracting everyone's attention like a lighthouse.
Many people looked up, and whispers and speculations rose and fell. Soon after the onlookers emerged from the restaurant, news of the two powerful figures fighting over a beautiful mortal spread like wildfire.
The patrol team responsible for maintaining order in the market is also heading this way today.
Many eyes turned to Fu Mingxu, and the glances and whispers made his face burn with rage. His clear eyes blazed with fury, making his already striking face even more vivid, possessing a breathtaking beauty in the darkness.
With such a face, it's no wonder she can stir up a storm.
The crowd watched in amazement.
More and more eyes were falling on him, and Fu Mingxu felt that if he stayed here any longer, he would probably be surrounded by even more people.
Tonight's events have been truly upsetting, and he hasn't accepted the attention he's receiving.
Before leaving, he took out half of the spirit stones from his storage bag and stuffed them into Manager Liu's hand, saying under the other's dazed gaze, "This is my compensation."
He pointed to the light in the night sky and said, "Let those two handle the rest."
Fu Mingxu felt that he had lost money before he even finished his meal, making it the most expensive meal he had ever eaten.
Manager Liu blinked, but didn't move.
Fu Mingxu assumed he was stunned by the scene before him and didn't think much of it before turning and leaving.
The telepathic message reached Han Tao's sea of consciousness in less than half a breath. He was suddenly startled and was about to reply when he discovered that the other party had already cut off the telepathic communication channel.
Han Tao instinctively wanted to leave to find someone, but Si Yang was also furious and wouldn't allow him to desert his post.
This delayed him a few more moves, and Fu Mingxu quickened his pace, walking against the flow of the approaching crowd.
Perhaps the "tragic state" of Yunshilou was so shocking that those who came to see the spectacle were so focused on squeezing inside that they didn't notice that the person in question had already quietly left.
As Han Tao looked down, he saw Fu Mingxu's back as he walked away without turning his head. A wave of panic washed over him, and his movements faltered for a moment. Seeing this, Si Yang did not stop. A beam of starlight fell, as if a sky full of stars had been poured down.
The beautiful sight of falling starlight attracted more people, and soon the figure in the green robe disappeared into the crowd.
Han Tao tried to break free several times but failed. He watched as Fu Mingxu disappeared before his eyes. Although the defensive mark left on him still lingered, the fact that Fu Mingxu was no longer there drove him almost to madness.
The golden sword, carrying a storm, thrust forward, and the powerful golden light actually forced Si Yang back a step.
The starlight exploded in an instant, and the blinding light made the onlookers instinctively close their eyes.
"That's enough for today," Han Tao said coldly. His jawline was taut, and his expression was indifferent, with only a hint of urgency in his eyes betraying his true feelings.
Si Yang was confused, but his nonchalant tone provoked his anger, and he snorted coldly, "Is that so?"
He then quickly formed a complex hand seal, allowing the starlight to accompany him in an instant.
Han Tao felt the defensive mark getting further and further away, and his aura condensed into ice. He faced the starlight head-on, and his half-shattered dragon soul operated wildly. An extremely refined golden light pierced the sky, and a dragon roared in the powerful aura. The golden sword transformed into a dragon shape and attacked Si Yang with an irresistible force.
A sense of crisis surged within Si Yang in an instant. He hadn't expected that after so many years of not leaving the Star-Picking Platform, such a figure would emerge from the Cangling Continent. The dragon's roar was exceptionally deep, carrying undisguised killing intent.
The golden light forced the starlight back, and just as Si Yang took out his magic weapon from his mustard seed space, the golden light suddenly exploded in front of him.
In an instant, boundless golden light filled the sky, the overwhelming radiance obscuring everyone's vision.
The intense sense of crisis vanished the moment he prepared to meet it, and the dragon's roar seemed to abruptly cease. Si Yang was stunned, and watched as the golden light dissipated into wisps of smoke two breaths later.
But before him, the dragon was nowhere to be seen.
We've been tricked!
This guy didn't want to fight him at all; he was just using a feint to escape.
Although Si Yang was not skilled in offensive techniques, as someone who would spend all his time burying himself in the Star-Picking Platform to deduce the secrets of heaven, the time he could use to cultivate offensive methods was pitifully short. However, he had lived a long life, and his understanding of causality had already reached the pinnacle of the Cangling Continent. If the Heavenly Ladder had not been severed, he should have ascended to the Immortal Realm long ago.
In the cultivation world, apart from a few immortal old men who lived to this day and are still in seclusion, no one has ever dared to directly attack him.
Oh, that brat from the Tianji Sect is one, but this kind of action is not the same as the other kind.
Si Yang didn't know why he thought of him. He stood alone in the sky and suddenly lost the will to continue the pursuit.
When the market patrol arrived, someone below called out, "May I ask who you are?"
The patrol team was led by Dao Qing Zhenren of Tianxuan Sect today. He was stunned by the lingering fighting spirit as soon as he arrived.
When they arrived, they thought it would be a mess, but apart from the Yunshi Tower whose roof had been blown off, all the other buildings nearby were fine, and not a single cultivator was affected.
Manager Liu of Yunshilou Restaurant said that he had received compensation from Da Neng and that Yunshilou's losses had been made up.
Daoqing, who happened to be on duty today, glanced at the well-ventilated restaurant and fell silent at Manager Liu, who was known throughout the market for being stingy.
But Manager Liu insisted on not coordinating, and even said that to thank them for coming all this way, he would generously treat them to drinks next time.
Although Daoqing had many doubts, looking at Manager Liu's sincere expression and the storage bag in his hand, he assumed that Liu did not want to offend anyone.
So he carefully considered before asking that question.
But wasn't this supposed to be a story of two men vying for one woman? Why is there only one person now?
Si Yang heard Dao Qing's voice and was about to get down when he sensed something and froze. He cursed inwardly at how fast it was, and then said, "Tianyan Sect, Si Yang."
It is the Immortal Lord Siyang!
Dao Qing was startled. By the time he realized what was happening and looked again, the other person had already turned into a shooting star and disappeared into the night sky.
Manager Liu stared into thought as the star-marked storage bag fell from the sky.
Their city lord just fought with Immortal Lord Siyang? And he didn't lose?
Shopkeeper Liu: City Lord, you are mighty! You truly are the most powerful dragon.
Si Yang wanted to leave, and naturally no one present could stop him.
Dao Qing snapped out of his daze and immediately sent a message back to his sect about the Dragon Clan and Immortal Lord Si Yang appearing in the market at the same time and about the fight between the two.
As for the reason why the two fought, he thought for a moment and tried to present the rumors in the most objective way possible: "The two had an inexplicable struggle over a mortal, and then they disappeared without a trace."
He then waved to the crowd, signaling them to disperse.
Unbeknownst to him, after Si Yang introduced himself, rumors spread rapidly throughout the Tianxuan Sect's market town that Si Yang Immortal Lord had suddenly appeared and was vying with the Dragon Clan for a remarkably handsome mortal man. Because of the identities of the two individuals involved, these rumors even spread beyond the market town at an alarming speed.
"Heh." A cold laugh rang out outside the Tianxuan Sect market. A flash of sword light appeared in the shadows, and the large tree beside him was instantly shredded into powder.
On the other side, after circling around the Tianxuan Sect for a long time, which alerted the sect's patriarch, Si Yang, who had transformed his appearance and returned to the market, felt a sudden jolt in his heart and quickly found the most crowded place to go inside.
He felt that since the karmic connection between him and that person named Fu Mingxu was so peculiar, this must be a disciple sent to him by heaven in the dark!
He, Si Yang, has decided to take on a disciple!
It doesn't matter if you're just an ordinary person, as long as you have the talent for divination and predicting the secrets of heaven, the Tianyan Sect has plenty of longevity pills.
Fu Mingxu was so pure and refined, with a radiant spirit in his eyes and brows; he must be the disciple whom he had sensed in the darkness.