Invincible cultivation strengthens: my son is a troublemaker-Chapter 82: The Challenge of the Vermilion Bird Dynasty (Release, 3rd Update)

Chapter 82: Chapter 82: The Challenge of the Vermilion Bird Dynasty (Release, 3rd Update)

"Ancestor!"

Seeing this limping old man, the members of the Royal Family displayed expressions of respect, though their hearts were somewhat sour.

This was one of the only two ancestors left of the Royal Family, who led the family to establish the country here more than two thousand years ago.

Now, this once pinnacle Supreme Realm powerhouse had declined to only the first level of the Supreme Realm.

When he falls from the Supreme Realm, it is feared that it will be the time of his demise.

"I presume you are Senior Yang Zizai."

The white-haired youth glanced at the old man’s lame leg and sighed with a rueful smile, "The world is indeed unpredictable; a once renowned powerhouse in the Eastern Domain has ended up like this."

He then changed his tone and mocked, "But you can only blame yourselves; who told your lineage to produce a Great Demon who strayed so far from the path?"

The limping old man, hearing this, showed no ripples on his wrinkled face, his cloudy eyes calmly watching him. frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

"What do you wager?"

The old man clearly disliked idle talk.

The white-haired youth felt a bit pressured seeing the old man so calm and didn’t dare overstep.

After all, this was once a super powerhouse, and even in decline, there was still lingering power.

Especially the demeanor of a warrior who remains unruffled in the face of adversity, which made the originally confident youth a little apprehensive.

He took a deep breath and pretended to be calm as he said, "According to tradition, it’s too destructive for the older generation to fight, so let’s have the young ones compete. How about three rounds, best of two wins?"

At the same time, three young people stepped forward behind him, two men and a woman, all around twenty years old.

The two young men wore Python Robes, while the young woman was clad in a luxurious court dress, clearly members of the Vermilion Bird Dynasty’s Royal Family.

"Alright."

The limping old man nodded and then said, "Go to Jiuyang Mountain; the battle stage there is sturdier."

The white-haired youth’s expression slightly changed.

He had come for Jiuyang Mountain, but he was somewhat hesitant to enter it directly.

After all, there was an array laid down by a peak Supreme Realm powerhouse there. Though over two thousand years had passed and the array had weakened,

the array itself was dead and would not be eroded by the Land of Decay, so it wouldn’t weaken so quickly.

The remaining power still was likely enough to threaten him.

"What, scared?"

The old man’s face showed a rare expression, a mocking one at that.

"Hahaha, what are you saying? I trust the senior’s reputation, so let’s go to Jiuyang Mountain!"

The white-haired youth laughed, forcing himself to consent.

He had brought people here this time to establish a grand image in the hearts of several younger family members, especially his beautiful niece; how could he show fear?

He needed to be elegant, powerful, and undefeated!

After adventuring abroad for many years and gaining his current strength through hardships, what was it for upon returning home in glory? Wasn’t it just to show off in front of family?

Now, at the brink of showing off, how could he allow himself to lose face?

Soon, the group arrived at an ancient battle stage on Jiuyang Mountain, the stage spanning a hundred meters in diameter, paved with special bricks and stones, inscribed with various runes and arrays, making it extremely solid.

"Jiuyang Mountain really is a treasure trove; just on the way up, I saw several stone carvings left by late-stage Supreme Realm powerhouses, and even sword marks by a Celestial Saint."

The white-haired youth thought silently, a trace of greed flashing in his eyes; such a treasure trove must belong to him!

"Our three participants from the Jiuyang Dynasty have arrived."

Soon, the Jiuyang Emperor arrived with the three—Third Prince Yang Shengtian, Second Princess Yang Wanying, and... Qin Zi!

As soon as Yang Shengtian and Qin Zi emerged from the Spirit Pool, they were at daggers drawn, almost fighting on the spot.

The Jiuyang Emperor appeared just in time to stop them and brought the three over.

As for the Eldest Prince Yang Qitian, he was excluded.

Because last time in Wind and Thunder Valley, Yang Qitian had already lost to Qin Zi, which was well known, so his spot was taken by Qin Zi.

Originally, it wasn’t a favorable task, and winning didn’t promise any benefits.

But Qin Zi couldn’t refuse after just being accommodated in their Spirit Pool, could he?

So he was drafted.

"Now that everyone is here, let’s begin. Three against three—choose your opponents at will."

The white-haired youth said arrogantly.

He was very confident in his three young relatives, as they were exceptionally talented, plus having recently gained a large amount of Ten Thousand Year-old Stone Stalactite, transforming them and greatly boosting their power.

Now, all three had reached the eighth level of the Nirvana Realm. At this age, with this power, they were considered prodigies in the lands of the Seven Nations!

"I will fight you."

Second Princess Yang Wanying looked at the Princess of the Vermilion Bird Dynasty and said calmly.

"Alright."

The princess smiled slightly, and then the battle began.

"Boom! Boom!"

"Vermilion Bird Fire!"

"Jiuyang Touring Heavens!"

"Bang!!"

The two princesses seemed gentle, but their moves were extremely fierce, each one terrifying, with the momentum of splitting mountains and severing peaks.

The battle was fiercely fought.

And Third Prince Yang Shengtian, watching Second Princess Yang Wanying’s grace, clenched his fists silently, a trace of sorrow flashing in his eyes.

The first prodigy of the Royal Family?

Heh heh...

And soon, the fight between the two princesses reached its final stage.

"Jiuyang Tribulation Destruction Finger!"

Second Princess Yang Wanying’s clothes fluttered as she pointed out a finger, a beam containing the Power of Destruction piercing through the void, shattering the defenses of the Vermilion Bird Princess and piercing her shoulder.

"Mm."

The Vermilion Bird Princess groaned softly, stumbling to the ground, her right shoulder bleeding profusely, her face pale.

The outcome was decided!

"How could this be?"

The white-haired youth’s expression changed slightly; the Jiuyang Dynasty’s Second Princess turned out to be so strong, which was greatly unexpected for him.

This made his previous confidence waver—his three young relatives might not have a guaranteed victory.

But...

He took a deep breath, squinting his eyes.

Even if he did lose by any chance, he couldn’t have come in vain this time!

A cooked duck can’t just fly away, right?

"For the remaining two, you can choose first."

At this point, Yang Shengtian looked down at Qin Zi with a commanding tone, coldly speaking.

"Why don’t you choose first?"

Qin Zi retorted sharply.

Yang Shengtian, expressionless, said mildly, "If I choose first, there won’t be a third match."

Qin Zi understood the implication, scrutinizing this arrogant person, then smiled, "You can try."

"Heh."

Yang Shengtian sneered, glancing at Qin Zi as if looking at a clown, then slowly walked out.

He scorned saying anything further.

But the meaning was clear—you may not succeed, but that doesn’t mean I can’t. Questioning me only reveals your shallow ignorance!

He raised his right hand slowly, pointing to a prince from the Vermilion Bird Kingdom opposite, and said lightly, "You, fight me."

This 𝓬ontent is taken from fre𝒆webnove(l).𝐜𝐨𝗺