Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 487: Trickery

Chapter 487: Chapter 487: Trickery

"A starting point?"

Yang Tian glanced around, his brows furrowing slightly.

Although this place looked beautiful, there were no treasures, no natural wonders. The only thing praiseworthy was that the Spirit of Heaven and Earth here was far richer than that of the outside world!

But if that was all, let alone recreating the brilliance of an Elf, even ordinary progress would be a mere drop in the ocean!

Seeming to notice the doubt in Yang Tian’s eyes, the woman smiled and said, "You can see it; aside from the Spirit of Heaven and Earth being richer than the outside world, there is nothing extraordinary here. But there are two things that can help you achieve the brilliance of the Demon Clan!"

"Two things? What are they?" Yang Tian asked curiously.

The woman turned her hand with a single motion, and a jade piece appeared in her palm, which she handed directly to Yang Tian.

This was the Devil’s trick.

Magic returning to this world!

It was born from the secrets of soul devouring. Based on the "Memories of Devouring the Divine Spirit" and many techniques from the "Treasures of the Bright Moon Worshipper’s Resting Place," Yang Tian advanced magical feats that directly pointed to the Tao of the Devil Ancestor.

Precisely because of this, compared to the ultimate devouring power, the devouring power of Guiyuan’s "Returning All Phenomena" was not only more domineering but also more effective.

Half a month later, Yang Tian was sitting cross-legged in front of the Nine-tailed Heavenly Tiger. His injuries had completely healed, and he had advanced further into the mid-stage of the Divine Separation Stage.

This was a pleasant surprise for Yang Tian!

After all, with today’s Spirit of Heaven and Earth, even among those in the Divine Separation Stage like Yang Tian or at the Golden Core Period like Yuan Ying, it was barely sufficient to sustain one’s cultivation!

If not for Yang Tian using the Heart Capture Technique to resolve the troubles inside the Devil’s heart, gradually devouring the energy of his enemies, his cultivation would likely still be at the foundational stage to this day.

So now, after just half a month of cultivation, Yang Tian had advanced a minor stage, which naturally made him ecstatic.

Despite feeling a homesickness that struck like an arrow, Yang Tian suppressed his longing for his homeland and family, once again immersing himself in cultivation.

While Yang Tian was cultivating, some incredible ruins began to appear on Earth.

One such site was atop an iceberg at the North Pole.

A famished, desperate polar bear was scouring for food when suddenly its eyes glowed red, as if it had caught the scent of prey. It charged forward with all its might, roaring as it rushed ahead.

But before the bear could leap, a flash of blue Sword Qi descended from the sky, slicing the colossal polar bear in two.

"Hmph! Wicked beast! I never thought I’d encounter such a vile animal after descending to the Lower Realm!"

Following a cold, buzzing sound, a beam of blue light appeared near the polar bear’s body, materializing into a young man dressed in a flowing blue robe, wielding a long sword.

Clearly, the blue Sword Qi that had just slain the polar bear had been unleashed by this individual!

Before the voice of the young man in green robes faded away, several other lights flashed behind him, and young men and women of extraordinary demeanor—though clothed in casual attire—began to reveal themselves one by one.

A young man dressed in red sneered at him and said, "The top Core Disciple of Shenjian Sect, Ouyang Xu, the most famous disciple of the Shenjian Sect, nearly taken down by a lowly beast. Haha! If this were to spread, wouldn’t it become new fodder for everyone’s conversations back at the sect?"

"Jiang Feng! You..."

Ouyang Xu, the young man in green robes, burned with rage upon hearing Jiang Feng’s mockery. He brandished his sword, pointing it directly at Jiang Feng.

"Haha, already so on edge after I merely teased you? Fine, I’ll oblige and keep you company!"

Jiang Feng eyed Ouyang Xu’s extended blade without the slightest hint of fear. On the contrary, he responded with a single-handed maneuver, his cold blade clashing directly with Ouyang Xu’s weapon.

In an instant, a fierce battle was about to break out!

As for the other young men and women, none of them sought to intervene. They simply smiled as they observed the brewing clash, as if eagerly anticipating the spectacle that was about to unfold.

Only a young woman in a blue shirt stepped forward. She snorted coldly at Jiang Feng and said, "Jiang Feng, I think this whole incident stems from you. Don’t forget, this time, not only are disciples from every major sect here, but those three individuals are here as well!"

"Those three?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone present immediately grew serious, despite their formerly exuberant and mocking demeanor.

Even Jiang Feng’s face betrayed a trace of apprehension before he quickly scoffed, "Haha, it must be Lin Shu, the genius girl from Chenjian Sect. She really is extraordinary. But as for me, I’ve no intention of tangling with her today. Let’s go!"

With that, Jiang Feng gestured with a wave of his hand, and two others who appeared to be his disciples or followers nodded slightly before accompanying him step by step down the snowy mountain.

As he was descending, Jiang Feng glanced back at Ouyang Xu, smirking as he taunted, "Oh, Shenjian Sect’s top Core Disciple, yet you hide behind women? Hahaha."

Ouyang Xu flew into a rage and raised his sword, ready to charge forward, but Lin Shu stopped him, gently pleading, "Brother, this isn’t worth it."

"You! Hmph!"

Ouyang Xu looked at the anxious expression on Lin Shu’s face yet showed no sympathy. With a cold snort, he flew off in a huff.

This left Lin Shu in an awkward position, and she could only chase after him hastily.

As for the others, upon realizing that the anticipated fight would not happen, they lost interest and dispersed one after another.

Three days later.

It had been a long time since Yang Tian last visited Tongqi Mountain.

Meanwhile, Emperor Luo Wenchang of the Xuanling Sect had been in an unusually good mood these past few days.

His high spirits came from two things.

First, through continuous cultivation, his legendary old strength had broken through once again, allowing him to now step into a miraculous new realm.

However, compared to the second matter, Luo Wenchang’s breakthrough seemed almost trivial!

For Yang Tian had reached the pinnacle!

During the first World War in the United States, Yang Tian had singlehandedly brought the entire nation to its knees. Benjamin, the leading General of the forces, had bowed in defeat before Yang Tian at the grand American building, ultimately discharging his weapon upon himself!

Upon hearing this news, Luo Wenchang couldn’t help but feel fortunate for not harboring any thoughts of revenge after meeting Yang Tian. Otherwise, Xuanling Sect would have long ceased to exist.

After all, Xuanling Sect was nowhere near as powerful as the United States.

As Luo Wenchang pondered whether to visit Yang Tian once again to capitalize on his victory, a loud bang outside interrupted, forcing him out of his secluded chamber.

"What just happened?"

Luo Wenchang stormed out of his cultivation chamber, fury evident on his face as he barked.

Before him, a white-haired disciple of the Xuanling Sect stammered in alarm, "M-Master... trouble has come to us. People from the Xuanlin Sect... they’ve attacked us!"

"The Xuanlin Sect dares to attack on Emperor Xuanling’s territory?"

Hearing this, Luo Wenchang flew into a rage. "Who dares display such audacity?"

"N-no... it’s not a force. There are only two of them—youngsters, no less. They can’t possibly be older than twenty!" The Xuanling disciple trembled as he spoke.

"Only two people? And not even twenty?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Wenchang’s anger dissipated, replaced by a sneer.

Two individuals under twenty years old challenging Xuanling Sect? What were they implying?

Did they believe themselves to be world myths?

Were they deluding themselves into thinking they were Yang Tian, slayer of God?

With a cold laugh, Luo Wenchang remarked, "Where are Mu Yong and Jia Sanniang? Have them go out and deal with this. Bring me those two overconfident children. Let them understand where their real Holy Land lies."

After issuing this command, Luo Wenchang intended to return to his chamber.

Yet, the Xuanlin Sect disciple did not leave immediately upon hearing Luo Wenchang’s order. Hesitantly, he remained in place, as if there was something else he wished to say.