A grim line appeared on Ye Yun's face upon hearing the unfriendly tone. Could it be that his bad luck was about to strike?
He stopped his flying sword and slowly turned his head, only to see two figures rapidly approaching. A youth in grey robes moved forward, followed by a man in black at the first stage of the Life and Death realm. The latter had just spoken.
Seeing this pairing, Ye Yun knew the opponents were from a significant background, their sect's influence likely far exceeding that of the Bai family of Misty Mountain. Nevertheless, he asked coldly, "What, do you need us to stop for something?"
But he soon noticed that the other party was staring at the Fenglan Sword beneath his feet, their eyes clearly betraying greed.
Long ago, he had noticed this sword from afar. Seeing its lustrous, well-rounded body and seemingly light texture, he could tell its quality was exceptionally high. It was very likely a peerless sword.
He had been worrying about what kind of gift he could present on his elder brother's upcoming birthday. Now, it seemed to have come to him. The crucial part was that the wielder of the sword was such a young fellow.
The grey-robed youth raised his gaze and stated plainly, "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Mu Yangtuo, the second young master of the Xuanming Immortal Palace."
"To be direct, I fancy the flying sword beneath your feet. Name your price."
"Oh, the second young master of Xuanming Immortal Palace..."
Ye Yun's eyebrows twitched slightly. He had indeed heard of this person before. The second son of the Palace Master of Xuanming Immortal Palace, the younger brother of the Young Palace Master. Crucially, this fellow was, in his impression, an unadulterated dandy.
It seemed the Saint's Tomb was quite the attraction, drawing even this kind of person. However, if they were looking for trouble, they had come to the wrong person.
Regarding his words, Ye Yun simply replied with a faint smile, "Alright, bring two billion spirit stones, and this sword is yours."
This was not him being sarcastic towards Mu Yangtuo. The value of a spirit sword was indeed around this figure, though more often than not, it was priceless.
"Two billion..."
Upon hearing this sum, Mu Yangtuo's expression instantly turned sullen.
"I say, you really have a big mouth. Two billion? Do you think this is just any spirit sword?"
Ye Yun shrugged his shoulders and said, "Think whatever you want. Since you can't afford it, we'll be leaving now."
Although he knew this person might be looking for trouble, Ye Yun was in a good mood and couldn't be bothered to argue with him.
But Mu Yangtuo couldn't hold back any longer. Over the years, relying on his status as the second young master of the Immortal Palace, there was nothing he desired that he couldn't obtain.
Seeing Ye Yun's lack of cooperation, he dropped all pretense and coldly snorted.
"You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. This sword belongs to me today!"
At this point, the black-clothed man beside him couldn't help but lean in and remind him.
"Young Master, didn't the Palace Master instruct you to act with discretion during this expedition?"
Mu Yangtuo had always acted presumptuously and arrogantly in public. Normally, it would be fine. With a Life and Death realm cultivator protecting him and the support of the Fu Long Immortal Palace, no one dared to provoke him.
But this was the Saint's Tomb. The cultivators here were a mixed bag, with all sorts of people. Who knew when he might kick an iron plate and bring about his own demise?
For instance, these three people in front of him had clearly cultivated some form of Qi concealment technique, and a rather profound one at that, making it impossible to gauge their true strength.
Mu Yangtuo, however, sneered, "A mere fellow not much older than me, how powerful can he be? Won't you be more than enough to subdue him?"
To be honest, this black-clothed man genuinely wanted to say, "I'm not, I don't have that intention, please don't speak rashly."
However, Mu Yangtuo was indeed accustomed to arrogance and didn't think too much about it. Especially when he then noticed the two stunning girls sitting beside Ye Yun, his intentions became even more vivid.
Mu Yangtuo glanced at the two women and finally said coldly, "This young master has changed his mind."
"Hand over the treasure sword beneath your feet, and these two girls by your side. I fancy them too. Hand them over, and perhaps I'll spare your life."
These words were akin to stepping on a landmine. Ye Yun's initially cheerful expression instantly darkened.
Lin Xueyan, who was beside him, tugged at his sleeve and said, "Master, perhaps we should leave?"
Bai Xiaoxiao nodded in agreement, her small hands clutching her clothes.
"Yes, Master, let's not delay here any longer."
Of course, they weren't worried about their master, but for Mu Yangtuo's life. Both girls could sense their master's care for them.
If they didn't persuade their master, Mu Yangtuo would undoubtedly perish. They truly didn't want their master to further offend the Xuanming Immortal Palace for their sake, thus adding to his burdens.
But as soon as their words fell, Mu Yangtuo coldly sneered, "Still thinking of leaving? You wishers have quite the imagination."
"This young master hasn't taken a concubine in a long time. I advise you two to surrender obediently, lest this young master has to use force on you."
Well, what else could be said? Lin Xueyan and Bai Xiaoxiao glared at him angrily, then both silently let go of their master.
There were always some people who felt they had lived too long in this beautiful world. The last one with such an idea, if he hadn't been able to possess someone else, his grave would have been covered in weeds several feet high.
In fact, Ye Yun was also extremely displeased. To him, his disciples were his greatest red line. At this moment, killing intent faintly flickered in his eyes, and the suppressed Xuan Qi would erupt at any moment.
"Mu Yangtuo, is it? Since you wish to die, I shall grant your wish!"
Ye Yun's expression darkened slightly, and just as he was about to erupt, a furious shout came from not far away.
"Go to hell, Mu Yangtuo! All day long, does your Xuanming Immortal Palace only know how to bully the weak?"
The furious curses made Mu Yangtuo's face turn grim, and even Ye Yun was taken aback, turning to look in the direction of the sound.
This time, two more figures approached. The one charging ahead was a plump man in blue robes. His physique was like a balloon, and he still had a chicken leg in his mouth, which was rather comical.
Crucially, behind him, there was also a cultivator at the first stage of the Life and Death realm. His background was clearly not ordinary.
The plump man in blue grabbed his chicken leg, took a fierce bite, and chewed as he grinned at Ye Yun.
"This little brother, and you two little sisters, don't be afraid. I am Lan Zhaoye, the third young master of the Linglong Immortal Palace. With this brother here today, I will absolutely not let that dog from the Xuanming Immortal Palace harm you in the slightest!"
As he spoke, he didn't forget to use his free hand to style his hair, passing it over his forehead with a self-proclaimed handsome gesture.
This suddenly appearing plump man, due to his comical appearance, almost made the enraged Ye Yun unable to suppress a chuckle. But thinking that this fellow was Lan Zhaoye's younger brother, they seemed inexplicably well-matched, equally bizarre...
Mu Yangtuo, who clearly recognized him, said with an extremely grim expression.
"Lan Zhaoye, this is not your Northern Region. What business is it of yours what I do? Stop meddling, or have you also taken a liking to his sword?"
When he had gone to the Northern Region before, he had dealt with Lan Zhaoye frequently, and they had clashed more than once. Therefore, he was very annoyed upon seeing him.
Hearing this, Lan Zhaoye glanced at the Fenglan Sword beneath Ye Yun's feet, then immediately withdrew his gaze and snorted, "Do you think I'm as shameless as you?"
After speaking, he stared directly at Mu Yangtuo with a wild and unrestrained expression, grinning.
"My elder sister always told me to do good deeds when I go out, to shout when I see injustice, and to strike when the time is right!"
"I'm taking care of this today. If you have the guts, then come and fight me!"