Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 227: All Garbage

Chapter 227: Chapter 227: All Garbage

Even the explosion incident involving the Yang Family—if not for the irrefutable evidence pointing toward the Ma Family—Yang Tian might have thought it was the work of the Demon King Hall!

Unexpectedly, after such a long period of silence, the Demon King Hall resurfaced, and at this very moment, they appeared in alliance with Japan’s Akita Family.

"Ha, so it’s clear now. I was wondering why you dared to reach toward the Yang Group knowing I was in the Yang Family. Turns out you’ve joined forces with the Demon King Hall!"

Yang Tian looked coldly at Junzi, who was quietly seated to the side, then smirked.

"If I didn’t have absolute confidence in victory, how could I dare to provoke Mr. Yang so casually?"

Junzi smiled confidently and said, "Hanzo is a name widely known for being one of Japan’s top ninjas. Whoever inherits this title is regarded as the strongest ninja in Japan! As for Mr. Xiao Kuo, he is one of the four protectors of the Demon King Hall, on par with Wang Tian!"

Listening to Junzi’s introduction, the masked Hanzo’s eyes gleamed with icy light, while Xiao Kuo let out a sinister laugh. His gaze emanated killing intent, as though Yang Tian was merely a lamb awaiting slaughter.

Yang Tian could clearly sense the formidable strength of the two. Hanzo, as the strongest ninja of Japan, was undoubtedly exceptional at concealment!

Even someone as skilled as Yang Tian hadn’t detected his presence when entering earlier.

If not for Junzi’s words arousing suspicion and prompting Yang Tian to release his Divine Sense, he may never have discovered Hanzo’s hidden presence!

As for Xiao Kuo, it was obvious at a glance that he was a master of martial arts. His seemingly loose, sagging muscles were brimming with unparalleled power; any ordinary cultivator struck by him would certainly meet their end!

Unfortunately for them, they’ve encountered Yang Tian!

Yang Tian—a Cultivator in the Golden Core Early Stage! The strongest Martial King in China!

Even though Hanzo and Xiao Kuo’s abilities would make them formidable in China or any other nation, they were nothing in Yang Tian’s eyes.

Thus, Yang Tian calmly remarked, "Absolute confidence? With just these two?"

"Heh, Mr. Yang is indeed overflowing with confidence in his own power!"

Xiao Kuo, hearing Yang Tian’s words, wasn’t angered but instead laughed and said, "Of course, we’re well aware of Mr. Yang’s prowess. So, to ensure victory, we knew it would take more than just the two of us!"

Boom!

Just as Xiao Kuo finished his sentence, a deafening roar echoed.

The nearby wall abruptly collapsed, revealing a muscular blonde man whose physique seemed on the verge of bursting!

With each step he took into the room, the ground subtly trembled. Each stride landed with the force of a resounding hammer, echoing loudly in everyone’s ears!

Tailing the blonde man was a woman dressed in a black evening gown. Though an enemy, she walked in with a seductive bite of her lip, casting flirtatious glances at Yang Tian.

Were it not for the faint swirl of black energy on her fingertips, one might have mistaken her for a mere street girl.

As the pair entered, Xiao Kuo laughed and said, "Mr. Yang, allow me to introduce these two from the Demon King Hall—Wolf King and Alice! Are they to your satisfaction?"

Upon hearing this, the Wolf King immediately burst into wild laughter, while Alice grew increasingly proud, though her gaze remained icy cold.

"Not satisfied!"

In response to their smugness, Yang Tian left them disappointed—with no sign of shock or surprise on his face.

He simply stated flatly, as though these four individuals intent on taking his life were no more than ants in his view.

"Still not satisfied?"

Xiao Kuo, hearing Yang Tian’s response, quickly stopped the enraged Wolf King and maintained a smile.

At that moment, a bloody stench began to permeate the air.

From the villa’s second floor, a long-haired man in medieval attire descended slowly, holding a glass of red wine.

With blood-red eyes, he smiled at Yang Tian, revealing two sharp fangs, and said, "What if we throw in Count Robert?"

As the long-haired man appeared, a flicker of change finally crossed Yang Tian’s expression!

From this man, Yang Tian could sense a faint hint of danger.

Blood Clan!

There, standing before him, was a Vampire!

The Blood Clan, synonymous with vampires, was divided into ranks: Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount, and Baron!

According to the memories of the Devouring Spirit Demon Venerable, an ordinary Baron could match a Cultivator in the Qi Refinement Realm.

An Earl’s strength alone could be considered legendary!

A single legend, backed by four Innate-level fighters!

Such a formidable lineup gathered here against Yang Tian, reflecting the Demon King Hall’s unyielding resolve to kill him!

Yet even facing these five foes, Yang Tian remained unperturbed, only murmuring, "At least you didn’t completely disappoint me!"

"Heh, truly worthy of Mr. Yang!"

Count Robert, seeing Yang Tian’s calm demeanor, maintained his smile and said, "Mr. Yang, I’ve heard much of your strength. Though I was invited here, I’d rather not see mutual destruction. Therefore, I have a suggestion—would Mr. Yang be willing to hear it?"

"What suggestion?" Yang Tian asked curiously.

"If Mr. Yang accepts my initial embrace, you will become one of us—a Blood Clan member. Not only will I refuse to participate in this battle against you, I would even assist you in killing them!"

Robert spoke as glints of crimson light flashed in his eyes, then he downed the glass of red wine in one gulp.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Kuo and the others’ expressions shifted drastically, utterly shocked by Robert’s proposal!

The so-called initial embrace was how the Blood Clan passed on their inheritance—using their own blood to transform ordinary humans into vampires!

The cornerstone of their mission to kill Yang Tian rested on the power of Robert, this formidable Blood Clan Earl!

If Yang Tian accepted Robert’s initial embrace, they’d suddenly find themselves facing not only a Blood Clan Earl but also a supremely skilled Yang Tian!

In such a scenario, both the Demon King Hall’s protectors and the Akita Family members would likely be annihilated in this clash!

However, their opinions were irrelevant to Robert, who merely looked at Yang Tian, licked his lips, and smiled, "Mr. Yang, what is your decision?"

"My decision?"

Yang Tian slowly stood up, lightly stretching his arms, then smirked, "No decision!"

"No decision? Then is Mr. Yang unwilling to accept my friendship?" Robert asked with a chilling glint in his eyes.

"Precisely!"

Yang Tian scanned Robert, Xiao Kuo, and the others with a playful smile, then coldly remarked, "Because in my eyes, you’re all trash!"

Trash?

Hearing Yang Tian’s words, not only Xiao Kuo and the others but even Robert, who had maintained the noble composure of the Blood Clan, couldn’t help but let out a twisted snarl!

They were all Innate-level and above—individuals feared worldwide!

Any one of them could make small nations tremble in fear!

Yet Yang Tian, facing their efforts to surround and kill him, dared to declare them trash?

This was not just an insult to their abilities—it was flagrant contempt!

Were anyone else to speak these words, they’d be obliterated on the spot by any one of them!

However, standing before them was Yang Tian, China’s strongest Martial King! Thus, while furious, they retained composure, resisting the urge to act rashly.

Instead, they subtly exhaled in relief.

Because Yang Tian’s declaration meant that the prospect of Robert and him joining forces was officially off the table!