The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor
Chapter 579 - 578: Just So-So

Chapter 579: Chapter 578: Just So-So

"Let him shout for a while longer," Ye Xuan said indistinctly.

Little Meng Chan rolled his eyes, impatiently saying, "They’re flaunting their power right to your face, and you’re still in the mood for sleep."

Ye Xuan sniffed and with his eyes calm as water, he drawled, "If every person who wanted to challenge me came out, I’d be so tired."

"(ˉ▽￣～) Cut it out," Little Meng Chan said impatiently, "If you’re too lazy to make a move, just say so, no need to dress it up."

"Nothing but a jumping clown," Ye Xuan replied, looking distantly at Long Aotian, who was the center of attention amidst the crowd.

"Jumping clowns are more fun," incited Little Meng Chan.

"No hurry, let him shout a bit longer," Ye Xuan stretched lazily.

The two of them were hiding in a corner, and indeed, no one took notice of them.

When the Mo Yunchui succession ceremony ended, Ye Lingyi ran off to drink with Mo Zidong, so even fewer people paid any attention to them.

"Divine Dragon Azure Sea Long Aotian challenges the brother from the Ye Family who cultivated the First Layer of the Hongmeng Heaven, dare you accept the fight!"

In the center of the crowd, Long Aotian, seeing that Ye Xuan had not appeared, called out again with a trace of impatience and arrogance on his face.

In his view, that guy must surely be scared, hence his absence.

This attracted many people’s attention.

They also wanted to take this opportunity to see just how the Ye Family’s prodigy really was.

"This big idiot..."

Within the crowd, Ye Lingyi, who was clinking glasses with Mo Zidong, cursed under his breath.

"Indeed, a big idiot..." Mo Zidong also couldn’t help but to almost laugh; he really wanted to.

Long Aotian didn’t know what he was blabbering about.

Wait till Mr. Ye really steps forward; I’m afraid there will be no place for tears.

In the middle of the crowd, apart from Mo Zidong and Ye Lingyi, there actually were a few others who knew Ye Xuan’s identity.

Like Red Sparrow Institute’s Qu Zhongyuan, Ye Qingyue, and others.

Or the Saint Heir of the Purple Mist Sect, Li Jichuan.

Listening to Long Aotian’s challenge, they too had odd expressions on their faces.

But most people were unaware, still searching for Ye Xuan in the Purple Qi Arena.

However, knowing Ye Xuan’s identity were only a few, and coupled with the fact that Ye Xuan and Little Meng Chan were sitting in a corner unnoticed, naturally nobody found them.

Seeing that still no one came forward, the contempt on Long Aotian’s face became more pronounced as he called out again:

"Divine Dragon Azure Sea Long Aotian challenges the brother from the Ye Family who cultivated the First Layer of the Hongmeng Heaven, dare you accept the fight!"

Still, no one appeared.

The Ye Family has attached itself to the Mo Family, yet now they don’t even dare to engage in a little sparring. How embarrassing.

Seeing this, Long Juanfeng’s face was filled with an even broader smile as he said to Ye Hongyi, "Family Head Ye, couldn’t that young brother have already left the Purple Qi Arena?"

"If you’re worried about Ao Tian being too rough, there is no need—Ao Tian’s fight with that young brother will primarily be an exchange of skills without endangering life."

Despite what Long Juanfeng said, the smile on his face betrayed him.

Afraid of hurting Little Xuan?

Ye Hongyi couldn’t help but want to laugh when he heard Long Juanfeng’s words.

Long Aotian was indeed a rare and unrivaled genius among the younger generation, but in front of Little Xuan, what did he count for?

Remember, even his Ye Family’s ten ancestors would have to kneel in front of Little Xuan.

"How boring, not even daring to show up for a simple exchange. It seems the one at the top of the Eastern Desolate Heavenly Phenomenon Tablet is nothing special after all," scoffed Long Aotian as he shook his head.

If Long Juanfeng still had some reservations, then Long Aotian, when speaking, had none at all.

He had invited the challenge thrice, and each time the other party was too scared to appear.

Such a coward, unworthy to be Long Aotian’s opponent!

"Not making an appearance, huh..."

The group of strong individuals around them were also somewhat disappointed.

They had hoped to see how the genius who had topped the Eastern Desolate Heavenly Phenomenon Tablet was like, only to find out he was just a coward.

"This Long Aotian is really full of himself; no wonder he’s called Long Aotian," Little Meng Chan said with a smiling gaze from the corner.

"Indeed, in my mind, he could measure up to Zhao Yulong," Ye Xuan stood up slowly, the corners of his mouth turning up.

"Who is Zhao Yulong?" Little Meng Chan stood up too, asked in confusion.

"Someone who talks a lot of crap," Ye Xuan didn’t elaborate and started walking towards the center of the Purple Qi Arena.

Little Meng Chan followed behind.

"Pardon me, please make way," Ye Xuan said upon seeing some congestion ahead.

There was a young man there, who turned around upon hearing Ye Xuan’s words.

"Ye... Mr. Ye?"

When he saw Ye Xuan, the young man was surprised.

During the event at Yingchun Pavilion, this person was also within the inner courtyard. Although he wasn’t very noticeable, he had genuinely seen Ye Xuan before.

Now that he saw Ye Xuan appearing, he was somewhat flabbergasted.

But he quickly stepped aside, nonetheless.

With Little Meng Chan in tow, Ye Xuan slowly made his way to the center.

As the first person made way, others who recognized Ye Xuan gradually followed suit, clearing a path for him.

Back at Yingchun Pavilion, Ye Xuan had certainly caught everyone’s eye.

After all, it’s not something anyone can say, to boldly suggest the Red Sparrow Saintess to become a Maid.

"Why is Mr. Ye only coming out now? Logically speaking, as Demon Slaughter’s benefactor, he should have shown up earlier," the young prodigy who first stepped aside muttered to himself.

But in the next moment, the young prodigy was suddenly stunned and looked at Ye Xuan’s departing figure in disbelief, "Could it be...?"

It wasn’t just him; others had guessed it too.

"Mr. Ye is the peerless prodigy who cultivated the Primordial Hongmeng Heaven?"

As people kept making way, it also caused quite a stir.

Around them, there were sounds of sharp intakes of breath, eyes filled with disbelief.

Ye Qingyue, within the crowd, couldn’t help but snort softly at the scene: "What a smug guy."

Because she had guessed Ye Xuan’s identity earlier, she was a bit annoyed to see him only coming out now.

Such pretense!

The smuggest one was this guy.

At this moment,

Long Aotian, who had been full of pride, had already started to turn pale at the sight of Ye Xuan slowly walking towards him.

Long Juanfeng frowned, not understanding why.

However, judging by the change in expression of those around him, Long Juanfeng felt this youngster must be no simple character.

Could this be the prodigy of the Ye Family?

How is he only in the First Layer of the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm?

Long Juanfeng was somewhat puzzled.

"Mr. Ye."

Mo Yunchui took the initiative to step forward and bowed respectfully to Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan nodded slightly.

"Eh?!" Long Juanfeng’s face changed dramatically, was this guy Mr. Ye?!

Mo Yunchui silently moved aside, knowing that the main character now was not him, but Ye Xuan.

Mo Yunchui’s action also confirmed the guesses of most people inside the Purple Qi Arena.

"This guy is indeed Mr. Ye!"

Many quietly said to themselves, their eyes sparkling.

This Mr. Ye looks so young.

Some young female cultivators who were seeing Ye Xuan for the first time felt their heartbeats quicken.

"Xiao Xuan."

Ye Hongyi walked towards Ye Xuan and smiled slightly.

"Great-Grandfather," Ye Xuan called out.

"Just as I thought!"

This call of ’Great-Grandfather’ calmed everyone present for a moment, as they thought, just as expected.

When Ye Xuan arrived, they had guessed that this Mr. Ye was likely the peerless prodigy of the Ye Family.

And now, it was thoroughly confirmed!

The people of the Long Family, however, were now the ones whose expressions drastically changed.

Especially Long Aotian, whose eyes revealed a hint of panic.

Back at Yingchun Pavilion, he had already lost face due to Ye Xuan.

He also knew about Ye Xuan’s formidable aspects.

This is Mo Yunchui’s lifesaving benefactor, after all!

So it turns out...

After all this time challenging, this Mr. Ye is Ye Xuan?!

At this moment, Long Aotian felt as if he wanted to die.

He couldn’t understand why Mo Yunchui had not breathed a word.

Isn’t this your benefactor? Why didn’t you go to pay your respects in the Purple Qi Arena?!

But this was actually doing an injustice to Mo Yunchui.

Because Mo Yunchui knew Mr. Ye disliked a big fuss, he did not say much during this succession ceremony.

Right now, it was because Mr. Ye took the initiative to come out.

Ye Xuan, with his hands in his pockets, looked as calm as a still lake in his deep eyes that seemed as dark as the night. He looked slowly at the nearly crying Long Aotian and drawled, "Did you just say, ’I am hardly impressive’?"

This statement immediately caused those around to wear strange expressions on their faces.

Was this going to be settling scores after the fall?

Just now, Long Aotian had challenged three times without Ye Xuan showing up, and in front of everyone, he said the top-ranked person on the Eastern Desolate Heavenly Phenomenon Tablet was hardly impressive.

What about now...

Still hardly impressive?

Long Aotian’s face was deathly pale as he said very quietly, "I did not know it was Mr. Ye..."

"Mr. Ye, please forgive me, Aotian is young and rash, and didn’t recognize a great man, I hope you can overlook the folly of youth," Long Juanfeng, sensing that things were going south, quickly spoke up to explain.

Ye Xuan glanced at the few people, feeling rather bored, and drawled:

"Divine Dragon Azure Sea, hardly impressive indeed."