Chapter 034 Meeting Qingyuan Again

"Slap... slap..."

The attic trembled as if a giant was trampling it. With each step, fine cracks appeared on the hard blue-and-white porcelain floor tiles, and Yang Tian's body swayed with the motion.

"What's going on?" Sensing the attic shaking, Kuang Lang's heart tightened. Fearing something had happened to Yang Tian, he hurried inside. Before he had taken two steps, his expression froze.

"Brother Yang, why did you take that out?" He paused briefly, then exclaimed in surprise, staring incredulously at the broken sword on Yang Tian's shoulder. This sword was extraordinarily heavy; even he found it quite strenuous to carry.

"City Lord, does this broken sword have some origin?" Glancing at Kuang Lang's expression, Yang Tian felt a hint of surprise and then asked.

"This broken sword was left by the previous city lord. It is said to have been found at Wudao Mountain. Although it is extremely heavy, it cannot amplify blood energy. Brother Yang, I suggest you choose another weapon; this one is just a piece of scrap iron." After a pause, Kuang Lang tried to persuade him.

"Heh, no need to trouble yourself. I'll take this one." Waving his hand, Yang Tian smiled. "City Lord, I'll take my leave now. I'll visit another day."

"Alright, alright. Take care, Brother Yang. Do come and sit with us whenever you have time." Seeing Yang Tian's reluctance, Kuang Lang did not press further, though he was puzzled as to why Yang Tian would choose that sword.

Rushing all the way back to the Dragon Star Martial Hall, Yang Tian immediately went into seclusion in the secret chamber. For three whole days, the entire town of Qingshi became the liveliest place in Kuangyun City.

The Dragon Star Martial Hall was now ten times larger than before. Every day, disciples came to learn martial arts, some of them highly talented. The city lord's mansion even sent a batch of capable guards.

What surprised many factions during these days was that Lin Yuan politely declined the city lord's offer to relocate the martial hall to Kuangyun City. Though puzzled, they dared not inquire too much. The grounds of the Star Martial Hall were to be auctioned off in a few days.

Not only did factions from Kuangyun City come to offer congratulations, but forces from many neighboring cities also came to build goodwill. The Dragon Star Martial Hall had become an untouchable power in this region; even martial artists dared not put on airs.

Those who had previously harbored enmity toward Yang Tian and Lin Yuan secretly regretted their actions. Who could have imagined that the former sickly youth would soar to such heights, standing where they could only look up?

Lin Yuan seemed to have grown a few years younger these days. Seated in the newly expanded hall, listening to the guards reporting various treasures, his face was filled with pride. He had received so many gifts that his hands were nearly numb.

Yet beneath the pride, a trace of reluctance showed. If his guess was correct, Yang Tian would leave after some time, and they might not see each other for a long while.

The youth who had inspired awe throughout Kuangfeng City these past days was now immersed in cultivation within the secret chamber.

"Ssshhh."

In the chamber, tearing sonic booms exploded continuously. On Yang Tian's palm, dozens of energy vortices danced. The entire room was filled with crimson blood energy. Essence from the essence spring gushed forth, constantly pouring into Yang Tian's palm. Accompanied by piercing wind howls, the dozens of energy vortices grew larger and larger.

Boom! Boom!

With a fierce downward strike, the energy vortices tore through layers of vacuum, shattering the boulder ahead into dust.

Dust billowed, revealing a young, tender face. Surveying the damage, Yang Tian nodded with slight satisfaction. "The power is decent, but I haven't fully mastered it yet. I might need to reach the martial artist realm to do so."

Although Yang Tian's talent was among the top in Kuangyun City, having grown up in a large clan, he dared not be careless.

That place was a gathering of geniuses; prodigies from various sects and families would also make their way there. Yang Tian's current strength was far from sufficient. Improving his power was the priority now, and the ancient Li clan would not let him off either.

Patting his somewhat stiff body, Yang Tian's gaze fell upon the broken sword.

"What material is this broken sword forged from?" Scratching his head, Yang Tian's hand kept rubbing the blade. Under the refraction of animal oil, cold metallic luster flickered continuously.

Yang Tian grabbed the hilt with one hand, much more easily than before. Compared to a few days ago, his arm strength had increased significantly.

He walked over to a large boulder and simply released the sword.

Clang.

Without any resistance, the entire blade sank into the boulder like cutting through tofu. Its sharpness left Yang Tian astonished.

"If I could infuse blood energy into this broken sword, it would definitely rival a top-grade mystic artifact." Pulling out the blade, Yang Tian murmured, a hint of regret flickering in his eyes.

"But it's not bad for training arm strength."

Just as Yang Tian was deep in thought, the bell in the secret chamber suddenly rang. He snapped back to reality and walked toward the chamber door.

Pushing open the stone door weighing a thousand jin, Yang Tian leaped up and looked at Lin Yuan with a gentle gaze. "Father, is something the matter?"

"Xiao Tian, someone is looking for you outside. He brought a group of people with unfathomable strength, but they are from the Qingyang Empire." Patting Yang Tian's shoulder, Lin Yuan said with a slight smile.

"It must be Qingyuan." Yang Tian rubbed his nose, recalling the image of a stout man, and couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. Who would have thought that the man who was nearly killed by the Star Martial Hall was the Second Prince of the Qingyang Empire?

"Creak."

Pushing open the door, he saw dozens of expressionless men surrounding a stout man. People around pointed and whispered, their eyes filled with fear. Not only were these men's strengths unfathomable, but they also exuded a hint of killing intent from time to time.

"Brother Yang, long time no see." Qingyuan's expression changed to delight when he saw Yang Tian.

"Uh..." The dozens of men were taken aback by Qingyuan's joyful expression, then their gazes shifted to Yang Tian. Since the Second Prince's qi sea had undergone a change, they had rarely seen him smile like this.

"Heh, Brother Qing, how do you have the time to come here?" Walking up, Yang Tian cupped his hands and smiled. He felt grateful to Qingyuan. If not for Qing Rufeng's sudden appearance two days ago, he wouldn't have known how to handle the situation. Although the spatial jade slip could have allowed him to escape, Li Xuan might have taken revenge on the people of Kuangyun City.

"Hehe, I was bored at home, so I came out for a stroll. How have you been lately, Brother Yang?" Winking at Yang Tian, Qingyuan discreetly pointed at the group around him.

Understanding, Yang Tian nodded nonchalantly and said, "Not bad. Come inside and talk, Brother Qing. It's been a while; let's catch up."

"Alright, alright. You all wait outside for me. I'll be out in a moment." Nodding, Qingyuan quickly stepped forward.

"Second... Second Young Master, please." A man rushed over, his face full of reluctance. "Second Young Master, the Eldest Young Master instructed that I cannot leave your side even for a moment. If something happens..."

"Go, go, wait outside. What could happen to me with you here?"

Bang!

The door slammed shut heavily. The leading man smiled wryly, then shrugged and shook his head helplessly.