Chapter 33: The Nation-Toppling, City-Collapsing Beauty (Part 2)

  Yu Qinghong once again witnessed Yang Tian's astonishing strength and deeply felt the might of a Divine Stage expert, which was fundamentally not something that a Heavenly Stage cultivator could compare to.

  For Yuè Wú Huā, Lǐ Xuě Lóng and Huā Tiān Cì, it was as if they had crashed into a thick wall and were bounced back. They were shocked and bewildered in their hearts. How powerful must the true energy wall be to knock down three full-strength Heaven-stage experts at the same time?

  Yang Tianwen clenched his right fist tightly, extremely satisfied with his own strength. It was so refreshing to have the power to control the world. Yang Tianwen's personality was also slowly undergoing a transformation, or rather, slowly releasing the nature that had been suppressed for a long time.

  A lonely genius is suppressed by the realistic society of the 21st century, a proud nature that refuses to be bound by anyone.

  Yu Qinghong, as an onlooker, was the most moved. From the initial encounter's kindness to now knocking down three Tianjie experts with one punch, his pride was overwhelming. The change was so great that it left him quite surprised, but after the surprise wore off, he found that the Yang Tianwen he knew was still the same old Yang Tianwen.

  "What kind of person are you?" The three people looked at Yang Tian and asked in shock.

  "Leave, it's really unexpected that the three people who are as famous as Li Chengfeng are so superficial." Yang Tianwen did not respond to them and shook his head. The news of Li Chengfeng beheading the evil gun has not been fully spread yet.

  Cheng Wang defeated the bandits, it's always been this way. The three of them didn't say any harsh words and got up to leave in a very down-to-earth manner. Losing is losing, if they were to make excuses for their loss, their pride wouldn't allow them to be so despicable.

  Yang Tianwen watched the three people leave and said softly: "These three guys aren't completely useless."

  Yu Qinghong's eyes rolled back, speechlessly gazing at the night sky. Needless to say, they were the cream of the crop among the younger generation, having reached the Tianjie level before the age of thirty; aside from natural talent, their temperament should be at least passable, shouldn't it?

  "He's gone." Yang Tianwen shouted. Yu Qinghong hurriedly followed up.

  Upon arriving at the Bamboo Residence, a young girl blocked their path and said: "Please present your gift. If it can move my mistress's heart, you will be invited in."

  Yang Tian sneered in his heart, just a woman, yet she's so arrogant. Originally, with her own strength, she could have entered without any problem, there's nothing to be afraid of. However, if she did it this way, wouldn't that be no different from being a bandit or a thief? After all, he was a Qi Refining Master, how could he stoop to the level of a bandit or a thief?

  Yang Tianwen thought for a moment, since Fengxiu liked the guqin, he would cater to her interests. Yang Tianwen had collected many ancient guqin scores in the past and could still understand them, but he couldn't play. In the past, the price of a seven-stringed guqin was absolutely not something Yang Tianwen could afford, and with his conditions, he wouldn't even think about playing unless he ate too much. However, relying on his extraordinary memory, he remembered all the scores, so he casually chose a piece called "Feng Qiu Huang" and carved it onto a bamboo slip using a flying knife, handing it to the girl: "Take it."

  Yu Qinghong didn't have anything good, but in this situation, it would be too embarrassing not to bring out something, so he could only bring out the Yu family's waist token and hand it over.

  After a while, the girl came out and said respectfully to Yang Tian: "This young master please come in, my mistress has invited you." She looked at Yang Tian with a strange expression. Feeling that Yang Tian didn't look handsome, he could only be considered ordinary, why would such an ordinary person make the mistress so surprised? Yes, it was the first time she had seen the mistress's surprised expression after seeing the bamboo slip.

  Yu Qinghong pointed at himself excitedly and asked: "What about me?"

  "Sorry, Master Jade, but my mistress has only invited this gentleman inside." The young girl explained apologetically.

  Yu Qinghong was depressed, but on the surface, he didn't change and patted Yang Tianwen's shoulder with a smile: "Brother, it's up to you." Then he winked secretly, and only men could understand the meaning behind this.

  Always staying on Yang Tianwen's shoulder, the expressionless Xiaobai very sensibly jumped from Yang Tianwen's body to Yu Qinghong's body, then stretched out its small paws and pointed at the Bamboo Residence. It blinked its cute little eyes, with a face full of expectation.

  Yang Tianwen saw Xiao Bai's expression and finally knew why this guy was so excited when he first came, it turned out that he specifically wanted to see himself make a fool of himself, what a little devil. Yang Tianwen felt a wave of anger in his heart, and with a huff, he turned around and walked into the bamboo house, humph, want to see me make a fool of myself? Go dream on.

  Inside the bamboo house, it was as simple and elegant as its exterior. Yang Tianwen had never seen a woman's boudoir before and didn't know how to describe this place, but he felt extremely comfortable here. The room gave off a very pleasant fragrance that Yang Tianwen didn't know was commonly known as "virgin scent".

  Women who can naturally emit fragrance are all top-notch women, and generally, such women unexpectedly possess stunning beauty. Of course, Yang Tianwen, who didn't understand women at all, had no idea about any of this.

  In fact, Yang Tianwen saw a stunning beauty of about twenty years old as soon as he walked out of the screen door of Zhuju. Her skin was like frozen fat, and her face was elegant and beautiful. Her eyes were almond-shaped, her nose was straight, and her lips were full and moist. Her eyebrows were thin and delicate, her neck was slender, her teeth were white and even, and her hair was black and shiny. She smiled cleverly and charmingly, with a captivating gaze.

  Yang Tianwen was stunned by such a state of mind and composure, but soon came to his senses. It's not that Yang Tianwen had immunity to beauties, but rather the effect brought about by his cultivation and practice.

  "Please sit down, young master." Feng Xiu's eyes contained a hint of surprise and admiration. As for her own appearance, Feng Xiu was extremely well aware of it, and she knew that it would absolutely trigger a disaster, so from the age of 14, she had worn a veil and no longer showed her true face to people. However, Feng Xiu believed that there was absolutely no man who could resist her charm.

  Yang Tianwen woke up, but as a person who had never really interacted with beautiful women before, he still felt a bit unnatural and awkward. Although his heart was pure, he couldn't help but think that this woman's charm was truly astonishing.

  "Does the young master also understand music?" Feng Xiu's heart had a hint of pride, it seemed that her charm still existed after all.

  "No." Yang Tianwen replied succinctly.

  "Oh? Then who wrote this piece, sir?" Feng Xiu asked in surprise. This man was interesting; if it were another man, he probably wouldn't have denied it so bluntly.

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  Chapter 3 is here, a bit late, sorry everyone, seeking recommendation votes and bookmarks.