Regardless of whether it was his current or previous life, Yu Caidie had always been Xiang Shaoyun’s woman. The Yu Clan had gotten in the way of their relationship many times. Now that Xiang Shaoyun had regained the combat strength he had in his previous life, he no longer feared anyone in the Yu Clan.
“If you really view Caidie as your woman, you should submit to the Yu Clan and help me become the young guild master,” said Yu Tianhuang as he met Xiang Shaoyun’s gaze unyieldingly.
Yu Tianhuang’s cultivation level was no lower than Ling Ziruo’s. He was most definitely someone capable of climbing to the top 10 among all the young Gods. It was no wonder that he exhibited such a high level of confidence.
“I don’t know if you can be the young guild master. But I do know that if you dare mouth off to my woman one more time, I’ll kill you,” said Xiang Shaoyun as a noble aura of dragons and tigers rose from his body.
Yu Tianhuang could sense the overbearingness of Xiang Shaoyun’s aura. He smiled indifferently and said, “Is that so? I look forward to seeing your strength.” Then, the phantom of a phoenix appeared around him, and the phoenix flame symbol on his forehead lit up. The Yu Clan’s powerful bloodline was displayed fully as he commanded, “Caidie, return!”
He hoped to use his powerful bloodline to suppress Xiang Shaoyun and get Yu Caidie back to his side.
Xiang Shaoyun naturally wouldn’t let that happen. Just as he was about to make a move, Yu Caidie stopped him. A flaming symbol also lit up on her forehead, and she said, “Don’t think that you are the only one with a thick bloodline power.”
Then, an even more vivid phoenix materialized behind her. The phoenix showed no fear toward Yu Tianhuang’s phoenix.
“So you have formed the perfect bloodline as well? It’s a pity you are loyal to an outsider. Nothing good will happen to you,” said Yu Tianhuang resentfully before leaving with his entourage.
After Yu Tianhuang left, Yu Caidie paled considerably. No matter what, she was still a part of the Yu Clan. It was impossible that she would feel no love for her clan. However, in both her previous and current lives, she had sacrificed much for the clan, only to be viewed as the clan’s tool for gaining more power through marriage. That was not something she could accept, and that was why she had been resisting the clan. She only wanted to be with Xiang Shaoyun.
She could not understand why the clan was so opposed to Xiang Shaoyun. After all, Xiang Shaoyun was a man who had caught her eyes, a cultivator far more outstanding than many others.
Xiang Shaoyun hugged Yu Caidie and said, “Don’t be sad. After this is over, I’ll pay the Yu Clan a visit with you. We will end this once and for all.”
“Um,” answered Yu Caidie as she nestled against Xiang Shaoyun’s chest.
“Young Master Xiang, are you done with the public display of affection? We need to get going, or we’ll be late,” said Ling Ziruo, interrupting without any shred of awkwardness.
“Ok,” said Xiang Shaoyun.
The group then rushed toward the main hall. The main hall was actually a god-grade hall filled with numerous formation lines. Even a top-tier God would not be able to damage the hall because its defenses surpassed the level of ordinary Gods.
The 365 young Gods all stepped onto the divine path leading into the divine hall. A cage of multicolored energy covered the path, creating a beautiful, enchanting rainbow-like scene.
Standing solemnly and dignified on the two sides of the path were 81 Saint Realm knights. They were all Great Saints in charge of ushering the young Gods into the hall. Just from these guards alone, one could imagine how terrifying the Guardians Guild was.
The various young Gods stopped hiding their strength as each of them became shrouded in a divine radiance that made them all look incredibly impressive. Walking at the very front of the young Gods were Qin Jiu, Gongsun Sanyang, Ji Feixian, Ling Ziruo, and Mo Du. The others could only walk behind them.
As for Xiang Shaoyun, he no longer walked beside Ling Ziruo. Rather, he walked with Yu Caidie in the middle of the crowd, staying low profile while not falling too far behind the crowd.
Before long, they entered the hall. Facing all the young Gods were Qin Hongyan and Gongsun Yingxiong. To their left and right were two rows of seated God Realm elders. There were 49 of them in total, and they were all higher-ups of the Guardians Guild. Every single one of them was a top-tier God, and not one of them was weaker than seventh-stage Rebirth Realm.
Even they were only part of the Guardians Guild’s higher-ups. A part of them remained hidden, while some were spread all around the world.
“Chairs,” said Qin Hongyan.
With that, numerous jade chairs dropped down from above. Qin Jiu and Gongsun Sanyang were the fastest to react. They hurriedly rushed toward the seats at the middle-front of the collection of seats.
Only then did the others react. They realized that only by grabbing the seats at the very front would they be able to prove their strength. Everyone displayed their trump cards as they rushed toward the jade chairs.
The main hall was also an independent space. It was expansive enough to accommodate the clash between these young Gods. The two deputies in the seat of honors and the elders around them were naturally curious about their strength.
“Overlord, ignore me. Snatch a seat for yourself,” said Yu Caidie.
The moment she said that, Xiang Shaoyun strode forth with wide strides. He could not afford to embarrass his master. He had to put up a fight here. He seemed to be moving slowly, but with each step, he overtook numerous young Gods. Eventually, he reached the very front, where the competition was the most intense. Nobody was actually attacking. Rather, they were merely competing with their auras. Aiming for one of the seats, Xiang Shaoyun released his aura of dragon and tiger, pushing it to the maximum before sending it toward the seat.
“You dare provoke this king? Piss off!” shouted the young man in gold who was just about to take that seat.
That young man was none other than the Celestial War King, a peak fifth-stage Rebirth Realm cultivator hailing from a mysterious ancient organization. A dense power of gold erupted from the Celestial War King’s body and blended with the ancient aura he was emanating, pushing his aura to a level far beyond his actual cultivation level.
The gold aura took on a corporeal form and charged toward Xiang Shaoyun. It descended upon him like a massive staff, bringing with it a terrifying might. With a resolute look in Xiang Shaoyun’s eyes, the dragon and tiger around him rushed forth and clawed the golden staff apart. The impact forced the Celestial War King to take half a step backward. Xiang Shaoyun took the chance to slide forth and sit down on the chair.
“Bastard!” roared the Celestial War King furiously. He had the urge to draw his weapon and kill the person who had snatched his chair.
