Dead silence reigned on the third floor of Immortal Gathering. Only Lu Yunâs lip smacks and lascivious chortling could be heard.
âHahaha, well done! As expected of young master Lu, you are the glory of our generation!â Yu Shuai broke into loud applause and threw knowing winks at his friend.
No one knew why Ouyang Shenghe had beaten up Lu Yun. The noble sons of the capital frequently clashed with each other, but they never sought to kill one another. If it wasnât for the Lu experts arriving in the nick of time three months ago, Lu Yun wouldnât have made it out alive.
Even so, heâd barely survived. So this was the reason why!
Ouyang Shengxiang was the apple of the Ouyang eye, a connate fragrance constitution that appeared once in a thousand years. Wreathed by a natural fragrance, someone of her constitution progressed extremely slowly at the start of their cultivation journey. At fifteen years old, she was only third level qi refinement.
But once she established her foundations, her cultivation speed could only be described as terrifying. Forming a nascent soul was simply a matter of time.
Dark Orchid EmpireâDarklakeâs superior nationâhad also noted Ouyang Shengxiangâs existence. They were waiting for her to reach latter nascent soul before moving her to Dark Orchid Empire for further training.
She was the Ouyang Clanâs little princess and Lu Yun had unspeakable relations with her! No wonder the Ouyangs had gone so mad that they were willing to provoke Lu Tianlingâthe strongest of the empire.
A faintly smiling Lu Yun took in the laughter and chatter around him, but current happenings somehow seemed very unreal, like this wasnât his life.
However, the thought recoiled in his mind as soon as it formed, as if it was unwilling to touch something. An enormous instinct wanted to awaken the past him, but his subconsciousness told that instinct that this was to be avoided at all costs. He couldnât do that, no matter what!
Right now, he was Lu Yun of Darklake Empire, Lu Tianlingâs grandson!
The past⊠he couldnât have a past!
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âLu Yun, you spew nonsense!â Inside the room, Ouyang Shengmu shot to his feet with a look of fury.
Ouyang Shengxiang was betrothed to the crown prince of Dark Orchid Empire and the clan had finally managed to attach itself to a tremendous backer! The clan would also be dragged into things if her reputation suffered!
âThis young master is spouting nonsense?â Lu Yun waved his graphic fan and flicked a sidelong glance at Ouyang Shengmu when the young man walked out. âDo you not know about the red mole on your sisterâs left butt cheek?â
âThis, this is nonsense! Sheer ridiculousness! There is no red mole on my sisterâs bottom!â As Ouyang Shengmu was only nineteen years old, he immediately lost his composure when Lu Yun provoked him in this manner. Who wouldâve thought that the trash in front of him would be so out of line?? He had to say something to protect his younger sisterâs reputation!
âWhat, have you seen Ouyang Shengxiangâs butt with your own eyes?â Lu Yun shook his head and clucked his tongue.
âYou!!â Ouyang Shengmu turned bright red. âWhy would I ever do that?? Stop it with your lies!â
Lu Yun was an old monster whoâd weathered three thousand reincarnations; heâd fully experienced all of the vicissitudes of life. Although Ouyang Shengmu was very promising, he was just a baby in Lu Yunâs eyes.
Additionally, there seemed to be something thatâd left an even deeper impression than the three thousand reincarnations. It was the life thatâd been covered by his various lifetimes, the one that he couldnât remember.
âThen of course you donât know about the red mole,â Lu Yun cocked his head. âOr maybe you already know about it, but youâre just pretending not to⊠Rumors say that the three Ouyang brothers are very close with their baby sister. Do the four of you often hide together and play some special gamesâŠâ he mused with a knowing expression on his face. These shameless speculations were the height of insolence!
âBastard, you little bastard!â Ouyang Shengmu squawked with outrage.
Yuwen Chenghu was stiff with surprise next to him. Things were developing in a completely different direction from what they thought. Their plans had said that the one hollering with anger and in complete mental disarray would be young master Lu. So why were things turning out like this?
Yuwen Chenghu was a complete buffoon whoâd been taken in by Lu Yun. His thoughts proceeded down strange directions after hearing the wild speculations. Meanwhile, Yu Shuai and Zhao Chenguang snickered without mercy.
Paused at the head of the stairs all this time, Lu Xiaochi assessed the situation with a strange light in his eyes. He dipped his head in thought, then left Immortal Gathering. He knew what would happen next.
âSlap him, Ouyang Feng!â roared Ouyang Shengmu, rage boiling over at the leer on Lu Yunâs face. A stony faced middle-aged man rushed out of the room behind him. Dressed in black, the man reached for Lu Yunâs face.
âHow dare a pathetic servant raise his hand against me?! Iâll have your entire family killed for this!â Enormous killing intent rose between Lu Yunâs brows when he registered Ouyang Fengâs emergence. His killing intent was the culmination of three thousand reincarnations, the dignity of a lofty personage that could not be disrespected.
Ouyang Feng was Ouyang Shengmuâs personal guard. Despite being mid golden core, he faltered when met with Lu Yunâs overwhelming glare.
âOuyang Feng, you piece of trash, hurry up and hit him!â Ouyang Shenmu cursed when he saw his guard hesitate.
âHold!â A mollifying voice tinged with authority rang out. A slightly chubby, middle-aged man dressed in golden robes had appeared at some point on the third floor. âIt would be untoward for an altercation to develop in Immortal Gathering, young sirs.â
He was the general manager of Immortal Gathering and his cultivation had reached latter golden core.
âThis young master will pay ten times whatever we break! Ouyang Feng, slap him!â Ouyang Shengmu snarled, incensed by Lu Yunâs last words. They were a fatal blow to Ouyang Shengxiangâs reputation and the entire Ouyang Clan!
What special games between the Ouyang siblings?? What kind of sheer utter tripe was that?! Even his eldest brother Ouyang Shengtian, hailed as the foremost genius of the capital, would be enraged, to say nothing of Ouyang Shengmu.
Ouyang Feng regained his bearingsâhe was an Ouyang deathsworn and his mental state as solid as a rock. He found solid footing against the Lu young master again. Thus, he raised his enormous hands and slammed them toward Lu Yunâs cheeks.
âLu Xuan, kill him!â Lu Yun sneered to see a mere servant raising a hand against him.
Lu Xuanâs sword light was already rushing toward Ouyang Feng before his master finished his command. Ouyang Feng jerked with surprise and hastily backed up.
âKill Lu Xuan!â Ouyang Shengmu calmed down and barked out a frosty command.
Yuwen Chenghu shook his head with confusion, wondering how things had progressed like this. Although the results were the same, it was Ouyang Shengmu whoâd taken action first.
According to their plans, Lu Yun would make the first move while Ouyang Shengmu and Yuwen Chenghu followed his lead. They would kill Lu Yunâs guard in the ensuing fight and then cripple Lu Yun again, just like things had occurred three months ago!
Although some mishaps had occurred along the way, the final outcome should still be the same.
âYujin, you go as well,â Yuwen Chenghu directed as Lu Xuan clashed with Ouyang Feng. Another golden core expert bounded out of the private room.
âYuwen Chenghu, youâre just a piece of trash to your clan. How come you have a golden core guard by your side??â Yu Shuai and Zhao Chenguang squawked with surprise when they saw another golden core guard rush out.
Yuwen Chenghuâs status in his family was similar to theirs in their families. Although the former was initial foundation establishment, he was much older than Zhao Chenguang and the others, so he wasnât highly regarded by his clan.
He would never be assigned a golden core guard!
Ouyang Shengmu was different, he was a treasured genius of his clan. It was entirely reasonable that the Ouyangs would send a golden core powerhouse to protect him.
Two golden core cultivators fought each otherâone initial golden core and one mid stage. Sword light flashed like dragons and churned toward Lu Xuan.
âLu Xuan, kill those two scum!â Lu Yun snarled. Everyone blinked when they heard his words. Didnât the ignorant prodigal know that his opponentâs guards were stronger than his deathsworn?
Kill the two? Lu Xuan wouldnât even be able to hold his own.
Stunned expressions crossed their faces the next second.
Ouyang Feng and Yujingâs heads soared into the air with two neat moves. Two headless bodies stumbled back and crashed to the ground.
Everyone was shocked. Two golden core powerhouses had died in a split second!
One had to know, the Ouyangs and Yuwens were in a different league compared to the Lus. The Lus had risen to prominence in the last one hundred years and possessed shallow foundations. The other two were illustrious cultivation families in Darklake Empire. Their roots ran deep and their deathsworn were not like Lu Xuan, forced to their level through secret arts. Theyâd cultivated every step of the way to attain their strength.
Lu Xuan raised his sword expressionlessly, majestic and proud. Although he was only initial golden core, he seemed mysterious and inscrutable in this moment.
âYou lil piece of shit wanted to slap me?!â Lu Yun paled for the briefest of seconds before erupting with domineering fury. He scowled and charged up to Ouyang Shengmu, delivering a hearty slap across the face.
The old Lu Yun wouldnât have stood for it and the new Lu Yun would respond in an even more overbearing fashion! No one could even think about it!
Ouyang Shengmu flew backward from the ringing blow, his left cheek swollen. Since his cultivation was much stronger than Lu Yunâs, he didnât suffer much injury.
âHow dare you hit me?!â Ouyang Shengmu reeled with surprise and snarled before throwing himself at Lu Yun. He was stronger than Ouyang ShengheâShenghe had been able to beat Lu Yun to an inch of death. He could more than manage the same deed!
âHelp him!â Yu Shuai and Zhao Chenguang looked at each other before leaping forward. However, Yuwen Chenghu stopped them from helping their friend.