Berserk God of War

Chapter 589: Chapter 589: Huanteng Mountain Villa, Yan Qihuan

He shrugged his shoulders. Sikong Jing naturally wouldn’t chase after to explain things. Instead, he sat down again to continue drinking with Ning Jingjing.

As for Zeng Yuanxi, he continued to ignore him.

Zeng Yuanxi’s complexion darkened once more, standing awkwardly in place, having failed yet again at making friends.

He angrily turned and caught up to Fatty Yan, asking in a low voice, ”Boss Yan, are you sure these two are from the Night Wolf Tribe?”

”Yes, the clothes they’re wearing are the best proof,”

Fatty Yan declared confidently, ”Moreover, the totem of the Night Wolf Tribe is the Night Shadow Mad Wolf, there’s no mistake.”

With that, Fatty Yan’s eyes heated up as he looked at the little black dog. A young cub of such a fierce beast was truly coveted by many. If he could snatch it and raise it from a young age, it could possibly become a mount at the Dao Inquiry Realm in the future.

Zeng Yuanxi, unaware of Fatty Yan’s thoughts, continued to probe, ”Is the Night Wolf Tribe very powerful?”

Considering the appearance of a red-dressed woman of such talent at the peak of the Xuanhai Realm, this tribe must not be simple.

Fatty Yan’s gaze returned to Zeng Yuanxi as he looked at him again...

”It is quite powerful. Their strongest should be around the Extraordinary Realm, one of the most formidable tribes in the Soul Penetration Mountain,” he said.

”They also often send people out to buy things. I’ve had a few dealings with them.”

”However, a tribe is a tribe. No matter how powerful, they’re still barbarians, not fit to be compared with the Young City Lord.”

Of course, he fully understood what Zeng Yuanxi meant, which was to get that woman at the peak of the Xuanhai Realm.

Therefore, Fatty Yan whispered further, ”That red-dressed woman must be an outstanding figure within the Night Wolf Tribe, but she’ll definitely lag in terms of experience. As long as the Young City Lord shows her the beautiful side of the luxurious world, he should easily conquer her.”

Upon hearing this, Zeng Yuanxi smiled sinisterly, unable to help but glance at Ning Jingjing, his mind teeming with schemes.

Gradually, Yingyue Building quieted down again.

Before long, it became lively once more as the various sects and families within Wang Hun State took their places in Yingyue Building, just as Fatty Yan had mentioned, with each power having at least one person at the Daoist Martial Realm.

They greeted each other with joined fists and exchanged pleasantries.

Of course, all those who had reached the Daoist Martial Realm were from the older generation. The young ones, although they appeared elegant, only a handful of them had reached the Xuantian Five Realms.

When the moon climbed up the treetops, Yingyue Building was already packed to its maximum capacity.

Sikong Jing and Ning Jingjing, sitting by the window, seemed particularly inconspicuous, especially as there were no elders with them and nobody knew which power they came from.

”Huanteng Manor Master has arrived...”

Just then, a waiter from Yingyue Building shouted loudly.

The noisy chatter in Yingyue Building was instantly subdued, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps coming from the stairs.

The first to appear were a team of Martial Artists in golden robes, each wearing a proud expression.

After these Martial Artists formed two rows, an elder led a dozen or so aged Martial Arts practitioners upstairs.

This elder was also dressed in a golden robe, exuding an air of respectability, naturally he was tonight’s main character, the Manor Master of Huanteng Mountain Villa, known as Yan Qihuan who wielded the Illusion Cloud Ascending technique.

It was said that he was also the number one expert in Wang Hun State, invincible with his Phantom Blade.

Upon seeing him, the leaders of the various Jianghu powers promptly approached him to greet, with quite a few flattering him.

In the corner by the window, Ning Jingjing asked in a low voice, ”A Yan family name? Is Yingyue Building opened by Huanteng Mountain Villa?”

At this moment, a young man beside her chuckled and said, ”Doesn’t the lady know? Yingyue Building indeed belongs to Yan Benxing, the Young Master of Huanteng Mountain Villa. Its branches are spread throughout every city in Wang Hun State.”

”It is said that the only reason Yan Benxing opened the Yingyue Building was to welcome Gongyang Ying, the most beautiful woman of the War Soul Dynasty.”

”Gongyang Ying’s name contains just one character ’Ying,’ and she is also known as the ’Moon Soul Fairy.’”

”That is why Yan Benxing named the building after this premise.”

As the young man explained, Sikong Jing couldn’t help but sparkle with excitement.

His visit to the War Soul Dynasty this time was to obtain that medicine from Gongyang Ying’s grandfather and the State Preceptor Gongyang Ren, and the lie that Beigong Xianfeng had given to Mo Ci was that he himself wanted to kill Gongyang Ying...

Therefore, Mo Ci was likely to keep an eye on Gongyang Ying, which made it necessary for Sikong Jing to make contact with her.

And only now did he realize that Gongyang Ying was not only the leading Martial Arts genius of the War Soul Dynasty but also its greatest beauty.

”Unfortunately, while the fallen flowers yearn for love, the heartless waters flow on,” the talkative young man beside continued: ”There are countless men infatuated with Gongyang Ying; how could she possibly have eyes for them?”

Ning Jingjing understood upon hearing this, compared to Gongyang Ying, the young master of the little Huanteng Mountain Villa was practically nothing.

It was like the difference between heaven and earth.

”I’ve heard that to fend off these pursuers, Gongyang Ying has set an incredibly stringent rule.”

”Men who are not among the top three hundred of the East Plain Thousand Tyrant List will not come into contact with her.”

”Because of this, god knows how many youths of the War Soul Dynasty have rushed forward one after another, cultivating like madmen, even the indulgent third Prince Lu Ding joined the Holy Dragon General Academy, just for the chance to pursue Gongyang Ying.”

”Unfortunately, the third prince met his death at the hands of Long Night genius Sikong Jing and died ranked only at 481st.”

Upon saying this, the young man couldn’t help but have stars in his eyes and added, ”Also, it’s precisely because of Gongyang Ying’s existence that she has driven a collective explosion among the younger generation of the War Soul Dynasty, leaving the Long Night Empire far behind.”

”If Sikong Jing hadn’t suddenly appeared, the Long Night Emperor’s face would have been quite unsightly, probably looking to find a hole to crawl into.”

The young man laughed derisively, completely unaware that the very Sikong Jing he was talking about was seated right in front of him.

Sikong Jing was momentarily stunned, now somewhat curious about what kind of person Gongyang Ying was, to be able to single-handedly trigger such an outburst amongst the entire younger generation of the War Soul Dynasty.

”Gentlemen, please be quiet; I, Yan someone, have a few words to say.”

Just at this moment, Huanteng Manor Master Yan Qihuan suddenly spoke up.

An aura of the Extraordinary Fourth Realm radiated from him, and instantly, Yingyue Building fell into silence.

The chattering young man next to Sikong Jing also hurriedly quieted down and looked attentively in the direction of the voice.

Sikong Jing also watched Yan Qihuan intently; being of the Extraordinary Fourth Realm was comparable to being at the level of an Institute Master of the Night Saint Dragon Palace.

Indeed, Yan Qihuan was worthy of his title as the number one expert of Wang Hun State.

Yan Qihuan surveyed the crowd with satisfaction, stating firmly, ”Our goal this time is to eradicate the heinous Soul Stealer; do you all really think we can be successful, with the War Soul Army’s multiple failed attempts at encirclement?”

This question made the whole crowd even quieter.

In fact, aside from some hotheaded youths, most of the older generation shared a similar thought; the notoriety of the Soul Stealer was deeply ingrained in the hearts of Wang Hun State’s inhabitants, and they definitely would not have come, had it not been for Yan Qihuan’s call.

Did Yan Qihuan lack confidence? Otherwise, why would he pose such a question?

”Of course we can succeed, because those of us from Jianghu are more flexible and adaptable, and the Boss of the Soul Stealer is said to only possess the strength of the Extraordinary Second Realm; his most formidable technique is to infiltrate the Soul Penetration Mountain undetected.”

”We people of Jianghu can do the same.”

”However, that requires all of you to follow orders; otherwise, the moment we penetrate the Soul Penetration Mountain, we will be beset with dangers.”