Chapter 559: Prince Huai's Murderous Intent
Chiyang Bailie's brows furrowed, his gaze turning dangerous. "What? Are you actually trying to monopolize my clan's Scorching Sun Whip?"
"Oh, you mean this whip?" Yun Che finally looked as if he had just realized something, then casually tossed the Dragon-Fiend Scorching Sun Whip in his hand back to Chiyang Bailie. "This whip is not bad, especially when it comes to spanking someone's buttocks—the sound is truly crisp."
A large portion of those in the hall burst out laughing. One of the three ultimate artifacts of the Chiyang family had, in Yun Che's words, become a mere tool for spanking. Chiyang Yanwu was already humiliated and furious, and upon hearing this, she was overwhelmed with shame and rage. If not for the fact that she had been thoroughly whipped by Yun Che, she would have lunged at him with murderous intent. "You... you!!!"
Yun Che acted as if he hadn't even seen Chiyang Yanwu's murderous glare, speaking to himself, "Although this whip is nice, I certainly wouldn't dare to 'monopolize' it. I've been flipping through the annals of the Huan Yao Realm over the past ten thousand years recently, and it mentioned that the Chiyang family's Dragon-Fiend Scorching Sun Whip was personally bestowed upon them by the third Demon Emperor. It seems the Demon Emperor Clan truly holds your Chiyang family in high regard."
"Hmph!" Chiyang Bailie put away the Scorching Sun Whip and said coldly, "The Demon Emperor Clan has always placed great importance on my Chiyang family, and their grace is as heavy as a mountain..."
"Oh!" Yun Che sighed heavily. "Since Patriarch Chiyang knows that the Demon Emperor Clan has always held you in great regard and that their grace is heavy as a mountain, then you must surely be filled with gratitude and unwavering loyalty towards them. Indeed, the annals of the Huan Yao Realm clearly record the development and rise of the Chiyang family. Forgive me, a junior, for saying something unpleasant, but without the full rescue efforts of the first Demon Emperor and several Guardian Clans, your Chiyang family would have been wiped out by the Mo Kui Clan ten thousand years ago."
"Not only did they save your entire clan, they also led the Chiyang family in conquering the world, making you the proud and mighty Guardian Clan that stands high above the Huan Yao Realm for ten thousand years... And they even bestowed upon your clan the Dragon-Fiend Scorching Sun Whip, a peerless divine artifact of the world... The Demon Emperor Clan's great kindness to your Nine Suns Clan truly cannot be repaid in a thousand generations!" Yun Che said with great emotion. "If one day your Chiyang family should develop treacherous intentions, become ungrateful, betray your ancestors, and abandon your clan, you would surely be spat upon by the world, despised by all living things, and intolerable to heaven and earth... Oh, of course, having received the Demon Emperor's abundant grace for ten thousand years, your Chiyang family is a distinguished Guardian Clan. Such acts that would disgrace your ancestors are certainly impossible. I simply recalled your family's history and felt a surge of emotion... Hmm? Patriarch Chiyang, why has your complexion suddenly turned so ugly? Have I said something wrong, junior?"
Chiyang Bailie's face was indeed extremely ugly. Prince Huai's ambitions were known throughout the Demon Emperor City, and the Chiyang family's presence on the eastern seat revealed their intentions clearly. Yun Che's words had undoubtedly scolded the entire Chiyang clan harshly, but under the watchful eyes of the world's heroes, Chiyang Bailie could not refute such a scolding. Veins bulging on his arm, he glared coldly at Yun Che and said darkly, "The affairs of my Chiyang clan are not for a junior like you to spout nonsense about! Hmph!"
With that, Chiyang Bailie pulled Chiyang Yanwu and flew back... His daughter had been humiliated in public. As the patriarch of the Chiyang family and her father, he should have rebuked Yun Che severely, or at least issued a warning with harsh words. But instead, he dragged Chiyang Yanwu away, unwilling to say another word to Yun Che... Clearly, Yun Che's earlier veiled insults had deeply embarrassed him. The phrases "ungrateful," "betraying ancestors and clan," "spat upon by the world," "despised by all living things," and "intolerable to heaven and earth" that Yun Che had spoken were like poisonous thorns piercing his very soul.
As soon as Chiyang Bailie left, the western seat erupted in earth-shaking cheers. Three consecutive victories... the first three consecutive victories from the western seat, achieved by the last remaining person after a series of crushing defeats, and an outcome no one had anticipated!
"Yun Che, beautifully won!"
"This is... this is a miracle! He won again!"
"Who exactly is Yun Che? Why have we never heard of his name before?"
"No matter who he was before, with his consecutive victories over Jiu Fangyu, Xiao Donglai, and Chiyang Yanwu, from today onward, his name will shake the world."
"Is his profound strength really only at the Heavenly Xuan Realm? That's too... too exaggerated."
These three consecutive wins by Yun Che were, to those present, a result that could rock the entire Huan Yao Realm. The opponents he had defeated were not some nameless nobodies, but the most outstanding young talents representing the very peak of the Huan Yao Realm's younger generation... By this point, Prince Huai could no longer avoid re-evaluating Yun Che.
This man's origins—despite his abilities—he could not trace a single clue.
His strength had led Prince Huai to severely underestimate him.
He had entered the Yun family and been accepted as an adopted son by Yun Qinghong and others...
The previous schemes targeting the Yun family and the Tianxia Clan had also been thwarted because of him, even exposed in their entirety.
Taking all this together, Prince Huai suddenly had a feeling... that this Yun Che might perhaps become an unforeseen variable!
His extraordinary talent and strength, his aura and sharpness far surpassing his age, had even given Prince Huai a clear sense of danger.
Prince Huai's brow sank slightly. The murderous intent that had already been brewing in his heart toward Yun Che intensified dozens of times over. He lowered his head and transmitted his voice to Commandery Prince Huiye: "Huiye, kill him!"
Commandery Prince Huiye was already preparing to step onto the stage. Upon suddenly hearing Prince Huai's sound transmission, his brow twitched, and a faint, cruel smile curled at the corner of his lips. He nodded slowly toward Prince Huai's direction, then leaped up and landed in front of Yun Che, smiling at him... his gaze filled with undisguised savagery.
"Commandery Prince Huiye... it's Huiye, the Young Prince of the Huai Wang Manor!"
"I didn't expect he would force Commandery Prince Huiye to make a move. It's vexing, but this match can finally end."
"Yun Che won three in a row, but he doesn't seem to have expended much energy, and he hasn't even used a weapon yet... What do you think? Could Yun Che possibly defeat Commandery Prince Huiye?"
"Are you joking! He's ranked third among the Seven Prodigies of the Huan Yao Realm, Commandery Prince Huiye of the Huai Wang Manor! The concentration of Demon Emperor bloodline in the Huai Wang Manor is second only to the Demon Emperor Clan itself. The commandery princes of the Huai Wang Manor all possess bloodlines of the world second only to the Demon Emperor's! He cultivates the 'Fallen Flame Demon Art,' which is recognized as second only in power to the 'Golden Crow World-Incinerating Record.' His profound strength is at the sixth level of the Overlord Xuan Realm, but his actual combat strength is definitely on par with a seventh-level Overlord Xuan of the Twelve Clans. Although Yun Che won against Chiyang Yanwu somewhat comfortably, it took nearly a hundred exchanges, and once he was almost forced off the stage by Chiyang Yanwu. If Commandery Prince Huiye were to make a move, it wouldn't take even three exchanges! How could he possibly lose to Yun Che?"
"Exactly. Don't compare the princes of the Huai Wang Manor with those from the Twelve Clans. Yun Che is indeed absurdly strong, but there's no way he can be a match for Commandery Prince Huiye. At most, he might force Huiye to use his full strength."
Murmurs filled the hall. The ugly expressions on the eastern seat eased at Commandery Prince Huiye's entry, and they revealed faint, cold smiles... They believed that Yun Che's earlier glory would certainly make Commandery Prince Huiye strike ruthlessly against him, even possibly killing him outright. As for the possibility of Huiye losing to Yun Che... that was absolutely impossible.
The cheers from the western seat also died down. Everyone wore varying degrees of tension on their faces. The elders, thinking of Commandery Prince Huiye's temperament, furrowed their brows tightly.
"Not bad at all. To be honest, this prince severely underestimated your strength. When I saw you at the Yun family a month ago, I thought you were just an insignificant grasshopper not worth noticing. I truly didn't expect that today you would not only force me to appear personally but also seem to barely qualify for me to take you seriously."
Commandery Prince Huiye spoke with a faint smile, but Yun Che could clearly see the murderous intent in his eyes. That clear intent told Yun Che that in the upcoming exchange, the commandery prince before him would directly go for the kill.
Yun Che also smiled. "Commandery Prince Huiye, it's best to keep boasts to a minimum. I've heard similar boasts in my life at least eight hundred times, if not a thousand. In the end, every single one of them ended up slapping themselves in the face—without exception. Heh, slapping your own face hurts quite a bit."