Never Bully a Poor Young Man

Ye Tian’s expression grew serious.

It was indeed the Nine Yang Divine Fire. Why did this guy have it too...?

Suddenly, Ye Tian remembered something.

That bronze pagoda—An Yi had given it to him!

Could the thief who stole the Nine Yang Divine Fire seed, as his master had said, actually be An Yi?!

Xu Chun stared at the crimson flame swirling in An Yi’s palm, greed flickering in his eyes.

He knew all too well the allure of the Nine Yang Divine Fire!

Back then, how else could Ye Yunqing have carved out a place for himself in the Eastern Ling Empire while still so young? The Nine Yang Divine Fire had played an indispensable role!

“How dare you!”

The Xu family stewards all stood up, assuming fighting stances.

“I’ll handle him!”

The steward who had been humiliated by An Yi’s Spirit Control Technique earlier let out a roar, clenched his fist, and charged forward.

An Yi lifted his foot, instantly flipping him over, sending him crashing facedown onto the ground with a thud.

Before the steward could even react, An Yi’s foot was already firmly planted on his back.

“Stop!”

“Let him go!”

The group of Xu family stewards shouted but dared not step forward.

None of them wanted to be thrown to the ground like a turtle by a waste’s servant.

If word got out, they’d never be able to hold their heads up again.

Xu Chun said in a deep voice, “Enough!”

With a wave of his hand, four massive azure water orbs coalesced.

With a thunderous roar!

The four water orbs shot toward An Yi from four different directions like cannonballs!

“Early Heavenly Origin stage!”

An Yi discerned Xu Chun’s strength and sneered with contempt.

Such power wasn’t worth mentioning!

An Yi raised his hand.

Four identical fire orbs formed instantly.

“A basic spirit technique?”

Xu Chun frowned as he watched An Yi’s counterattack.

His was an intermediate spirit technique! How could a mere basic fire spirit technique like a fireball stand a chance against it?

But before he could dwell on it, the four small fireballs pierced through his water orbs, vaporizing them completely.

Xu Chun’s gaze froze.

The Nine Yang Divine Fire’s power was so terrifying!

For a moment, Xu Chun hesitated to step forward, knowing full well he was no match.

Using a basic spirit technique like a fireball to break through his attack—

Apart from the Nine Yang Divine Fire itself, this young man’s cultivation was likely far above his own!

The atmosphere grew tense.

“I’m not targeting anyone in particular,” An Yi said, kicking the steward off his foot. He swept his gaze over the Xu family crowd with arrogant scorn. “What I’m saying is—every single one of you here is trash!”

His words instantly ignited fury across the room!

Unforgivable!

When had the Xu family ever been so humiliated?!

Ye Tian said weakly, “What about me...?”

An Yi glanced at him, then back at Xu Chun, seeing right through the man’s cowardice. He sneered, “Want the marriage contract? Fine—trade it for fifty thousand gold coins! Ye Tian, let’s go!”

With that, An Yi turned and walked away, leaving behind a commanding silhouette.

No one dared mock him for looking like a servant’s face anymore.

Xu Chun’s face trembled with rage. He opened his mouth to speak, but when he saw An Yi about to look back, he quickly shut it.

“Oh, and one more thing I want to tell you,” An Yi said, turning back and locking eyes with Xu Chun. Slowly, he declared, “Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west—don’t bully a young man just because he’s poor!”

His words struck like thunder, exploding in everyone’s hearts.

Ye Tian, who had been about to speak, froze, stunned like an old man lost in dementia.

Damn it! How did those words come out of your mouth?!

That’s my line!

I hadn’t even said it yet!!!

Seeing Ye Tian’s Fate Value plummet to 70, An Yi instantly snapped out of it.

Crap! He’d gotten carried away showing off—didn’t hold back!

His identity now was just a servant!

Sure enough, the system’s exclamation marks had turned pitch black, flashing warnings nonstop.

“Ding! For heaven’s sake, stop showing off!”

An Yi: “...”

After confirming that An Yi and Ye Tian had truly left,

the silent hall erupted into chaos.

“What a bastard!”

“That Ye Tian—utter waste! Even the servant he hired is a scoundrel!”

“Fifty thousand gold coins?! Damn it, why doesn’t he just rob us...”

Xu Chun’s eyes turned cold. He slammed his palm on the table. “Enough!”

Instantly, the entire hall fell silent.

They could tell the family head was truly enraged.

“All of you, get out!”

Xu Chun swept his gaze over the stewards and shouted.

The elites carefully selected from the family—not one had been able to stand up to a mere servant.

The stewards lowered their heads in shame and quietly filed out.

“Father, please don’t be angry,” Xu Yiyun said, walking over with a demure expression and soft, soothing words.

“I’m not angry,” Xu Chun replied, taking a sip of tea, his eyes growing calm, once again the composed, refined man he always was. “You saw that boy, Pockmark Wang.”

“Father, is he... really the Nine Yang Divine Vein?” Xu Yiyun asked incredulously.

“I’m ninety percent sure. I’ve witnessed the Nine Yang Divine Fire before,” Xu Chun said, setting down his teacup with a hint of nostalgia in his expression.

Long ago, that so-called sworn brother of his, Ye Yunqing, had been a Nine Yang Divine Vein bearer. There was no mistaking it.

That oppressive pressure, the searing heat when the flames burned—it was exactly the same!

Xu Yiyun twirled a strand of hair around her finger, a smile curling at her lips. “Father, you’re not thinking of having me seduce that Pockmark Wang, are you?”

Xu Chun nodded slightly. “That’s exactly the idea. I’m sorry to put you through this, Yiyun.”

Xu Yiyun sighed lightly. “It’s no trouble to borrow a seed. But that Pockmark Wang really is ugly—not even half as good-looking as Ye Tian.”

“I originally thought Ye Yunqing’s son would surely inherit the Nine Yang Divine Vein. Who would have guessed he’d have a crippled vein?” Xu Chun sighed again.

The Nine Yang Divine Vein was hereditary.

If the father had the Nine Yang Divine Vein, the child had a high chance of inheriting it as well.

Xu Chun had always known one thing clearly:

Only with a strong fist could you truly make others bow.

All schemes and tricks were worthless before absolute power!

Unfortunately, the Xu family were just ordinary people. To stand out in this continent teeming with experts was incredibly difficult.

That’s why Xu Chun had come up with the idea of borrowing a seed from the Ye family!

But it turned out Ye Tian had a crippled vein.

Today, that boy named Pockmark Wang had displayed the Nine Yang Divine Fire, reigniting the restless fire in Xu Chun’s heart.

“But if I get pregnant after this borrowing, how am I supposed to fool that blockhead Qi Zun?” Xu Yiyun frowned slightly, puzzled.

Xu Chun smiled. “Simple enough—be diligent with your marital duties, but make sure to take precautions. Make Qi Zun believe unquestioningly that the child you carry is his.”

Hearing this, Xu Yiyun clapped her hands in delight. “Father is truly clever.”

“As long as your child grows up, in the future, this small Qi City Lord’s Mansion won’t amount to anything!” Xu Chun sneered with contempt, then added doubtfully, “But I’m puzzled. Why didn’t Ye Yunqing’s son inherit the Nine Yang Divine Vein, but an unrelated servant got it instead?”

From what he knew of Ye Yunqing, he wouldn’t have an illegitimate child.

And even if he did—how could the handsome Ye Yunqing have such an ugly son!

“Ah-choo!”

Outside the Xu family gate, An Yi sneezed.

He looked up at the blazing sun overhead and muttered a curse under his breath.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Tian asked, puzzled.

An Yi shrugged. "Nothing—probably that beast and his daughter are cursing me behind my back.”

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