I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 351 - 335: Exchanging Blows

Wang Meng had already beaten Yang Xi until his face was swollen like a pig’s head. He was still groaning and whimpering, trying to speak, when Sanmao rushed forward to copy its master. Except its fists were on fire. With its master enraged, Sanmao’s temper had also been ignited, and it unleashed a wild, undisciplined flurry of punches and kicks.

Wang Meng didn’t expect Yang Xi to hand over Yang Ying’s mother so easily. That would only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. He had come this time to make Celestial Heart Castle understand that they were to never, *ever* harass Yang Ying again. In the future, whenever they saw Yang Ying and her mother, they were to give them a wide berth!

Having received the news, Yang Molong rushed to the scene. Seeing his son beaten black and blue by Wang Meng, he flew into a rage.

"You reckless little bastard! Where did you come from? Let my son go, or I’ll annihilate your entire clan!"

Yang Molong roared. His strength had clearly improved significantly. The rage of someone at the Ancestral Master Level was truly enough to make the heavens and earth tremble.

Wang Meng gave Yang Molong a cool glance. "Castle Lord Yang, great men are so forgetful. My name is Wang Meng."

Yang Molong frowned. ’Wang Meng? What Wang Meng?’ Seeing Yang Ying standing nearby, he suddenly remembered a particular Wang Meng.

"It’s you?!"

"It is."

Yang Molong snorted. "The Holy Hall certainly has a lot of nerve, coming to bully the Eight Great Castles Alliance on our own doorstep!"

"Castle Lord Yang, don’t try to play the victim," Wang Meng said coolly. "This brat of yours kidnapped Ying’Er’s mother; otherwise, I’d have no interest in this dump. If you want to be reasonable, I’ll be reasonable with you. If you don’t, then go ahead and draw your line. All I want is one thing: release Madam Yang, safe and sound. After that, you are forbidden from ever bothering her and her daughter again!"

The moment Yang Molong learned it was Wang Meng, he certainly hadn’t forgotten the commotion the young man had caused at the birthday banquet. ’Didn’t this kid go to the Great Yuan Realm?’

At his level, he naturally paid attention to matters concerning the Great Yuan Realm. Furthermore, the Eight Great Castles Alliance was also trying to join the Star Alliance. Everyone knew that for someone like Wang Meng who entered a Cultivation Academy, getting in was hard enough, but getting out was nearly impossible. ’How did he manage it?’

It was rumored that the recent setback suffered by the Ten Thousand Demons Sect was also related to him. Yang Molong’s gaze fell on Wang Meng’s Flying Boat. Others might not recognize the insignia on it, but he saw it clearly—it was a Flying Boat from the Star Alliance.

And on Wang Meng’s wrist was a Star Ring, another item from the Star Alliance.

Chapter 10: Times Have Changed

The Star Alliance was a behemoth that Celestial Heart Castle absolutely could not afford to provoke. But Wang Meng was not the Star Alliance. Still, Celestial Heart Castle owed its current standing to caution and a keen sense of balance. The fact that Wang Meng could defy convention and return from the Great Yuan Realm meant he probably had some real ability.

"Wang Meng, release my son and take your leave. Then we can consider this matter over," Yang Molong said gravely.

"Father, kill him! That bastard dared to hit me!" Yang Xi shrieked, beside himself with fury. Having been beaten so badly in front of so many people, how could the proud and arrogant Yang Xi ever swallow such humiliation?

"Wang Meng, that is my most generous offer. The rest is a private family matter for Celestial Heart Castle!" Yang Molong stated, his face impassive. As a worldly veteran, he was far more composed than Yang Xi.

Wang Meng shrugged helplessly. "Castle Lord Yang, you seem to have misunderstood something. You’re well aware of my relationship with Yang Ying, so don’t play dumb. I didn’t come here to negotiate. I’ll repeat myself one more time: release Madam Yang, completely unharmed. And after that, you are forbidden from ever bothering her and her daughter again!"

Even someone as shrewd and self-possessed as Yang Molong couldn’t help but laugh from extreme anger. "Wang Meng, you’re courting death!"

SHING...

Yang Molong made his move. With the support of the Celestial Heart Ancestor and cultivation resources that were a world apart from what he’d had before, Yang Molong had become exceedingly arrogant after becoming an Ancestral Master.

However, the sudden attack hit nothing but empty air. Wang Meng, still holding Yang Xi, grinned at Yang Molong. "Castle Lord Yang, do all you people from Celestial Heart Castle love sneak attacks this much?"

Yang Molong hadn’t expected Wang Meng to be able to dodge. Wang Meng wasn’t intimidated by those at the Quasi-Ancestor Level. An expert of that caliber from the Cultivation Academy might have been dangerous, but reaching that level in a Small Thousand Realm simply meant one’s Elemental Power was a bit stronger. Their Elemental Power was impure and crude, like that of a brutish Warrior—all rough strength, but not a true expert.

With a casual toss, Wang Meng threw Yang Xi to Sanmao’s feet. "Castle Lord Yang, please."

The crowd was stunned. Wang Meng was actually daring to challenge an Ancestral Master Level expert.

Yang Molong was an old, cunning fox. "Then let me teach a lesson to an ignorant whelp like you on behalf of the Holy Hall!"

With a great sweep of his blade, Yang Molong slashed at Wang Meng. An Ancestral Master was already at the stage of Minor Perfection, their moves flowing together as one. The disciples of Celestial Heart Castle watched with expressions of pure adoration; in their eyes, Yang Molong was a god.

A torrent of Elemental Power from his Five Elements Technique surged through Wang Meng. ’Time to see what a blow from an Ancestral Master Level expert feels like.’

Not dodging or evading, Wang Meng met the attack with a backhanded strike from his Broken Heaven Edge. At that moment, Yang Ying gasped and covered her mouth in shock...

Even Yang Xi, pinned beneath Sanmao’s foot, was dumbfounded, his eyes glinting with venomous hatred.

In that same instant, though his expression remained unchanged, the power in Yang Molong’s hands suddenly doubled. Since Wang Meng was courting death, he would certainly be happy to finish the job!

BOOM...

The Elemental Power exploded outward. The surrounding Celestial Heart Castle disciples were sent stumbling and scattering, all of them hastily retreating. The blast of Elemental Power slammed into the Flying Boat but was stopped by its Defense Array. A greedy look appeared in Yang Xi’s eyes. When had he ever seen a Flying Spiritual Artifact with such a powerful defense, one that could even block a strike from an Ancestral Master?

As for Wang Meng? ’Heaven only knew how many pieces he had been chopped into.’

Yang Molong, however, had a grave expression. Wang Meng’s strike had forced him to retreat three steps, while his own sword had sent Wang Meng flying back more than a dozen steps before he managed to brake his momentum.

The outcome of a single exchange was immediately clear. In terms of sheer volume of Elemental Power, the Ancestral Master Level Yang Molong was indeed superior to him. ’But this kind of power isn’t as terrifying as I imagined. The difference isn’t absolute. My Five Elements Technique can handle it!’

As long as he had a fighting chance, Wang Meng was fearless. With an Instant Flash, he began bombarding Yang Molong with one stream of Curved Sword Qi after another.

Who in the Four Directions Small Thousand World had ever seen such a bizarre form of Sword Qi? Arcs of light flashed through the air. Yang Molong didn’t dodge. If he had to duck and hide from a junior, where would he, the Castle Lord of Celestial Heart Castle, be able to show his face?

A Sword Screen suddenly blossomed into existence. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The streams of Curved Sword Qi exploded against it. Yang Molong had assumed that at his level, and with such a powerful defensive technique, Wang Meng’s attacks would feel like nothing more than mosquito bites. But each blast of Curved Sword Qi made the Sword Screen shudder violently, causing Yang Molong’s body to tremble uncontrollably.

Alarm bells rang in his mind. One stream of Curved Sword Qi had actually bypassed his defenses, carving a brilliant arc through the air as it flew at him. Castle Lord Yang could no longer worry about his pride. He threw a sudden punch with his left hand, blasting it with Elemental Power.

BOOM...

The punch, which carried the force of a landslide, failed to disperse the Sword Qi. Yang Molong dodged by a hair’s breadth, but the Curved Sword Qi still sliced across his chest before whistling off into the distance.

Everyone was completely dumbfounded. ’What... what was happening?!’