Chapter 1670 Cutting in Line

Wuchen was naturally not worried about Ye Yuan. Having refined part of the Lesser Tongtian Mountain, as long as he didn't court death, the Heavenly Dao of Tongtian Mountain would not crush him.

Even without the Lesser Tongtian Mountain, Ye Yuan's strength was already comparable to a first-level Divine Lord, enough to withstand the pressure of Tongtian Mountain.

But with such strength, unless Ye Yuan made a move, outsiders naturally couldn't tell.

Coming out from Old Drunkard's place, Ye Yuan also looked puzzled. Wuchen briefly explained Old Drunkard's story.

It turned out that Old Drunkard was a servant taken in by Celestial Forest Heavenly Lord in his early years.

Celestial Forest had saved his life back then, so he followed Celestial Forest and was utterly loyal to him.

However, later due to various reasons, Old Drunkard left Celestial Forest and became the administrator of Nanlu Town.

Wuchen had Ye Yuan come to Tianlu Town precisely for this consideration.

Back when Old Drunkard heard that Celestial Forest Heavenly Lord had fallen, he cried bitterly for three days and three nights.

He vowed to avenge Celestial Forest, but his strength was too weak, so he drowned his sorrows in drink every day.

Celestial Forest's enemy was a Heavenly Emperor-level powerhouse. How difficult was it to break through to the Heavenly Emperor realm?

A few days later, it was exactly the one-year mark.

On Tongtian Mountain, a beam of light slowly extended outward, landing on the ground outside the town.

All the martial artists heading to Tongtian Mountain gathered on the open field.

Each held a wooden token in hand—these were the sequential number tags issued by Old Drunkard.

Those without wooden tokens were not allowed to ascend Tongtian Mountain.

This wasn't a rule of Tongtian Mountain, but a rule of Nanlu Town.

Zhuo Han swept a glance and suddenly noticed that Ye Yuan had no wooden token. He instantly understood something.

"Haha, kid, you don't even have a token, so what are you doing here? I almost forgot—we got the last few tokens that day. You came later, so... you'll have to wait another year! Hahaha..." Zhuo Han laughed loudly.

He had been burning with rage that day and hadn't noticed this detail.

Now recalling, they had just received the last few tokens, so naturally Ye Yuan had none.

Leng Qiuling and the others had come a bit earlier, with Zhuo Han and his group right after.

After that came Ye Yuan and Ning Tianping.

Zhuo Han's loud laughter immediately drew the attention of many.

"I get it—you're here to see Junior Sister Leng! Hmph, you think I wouldn't see through her using you as a shield? You don't actually believe she has feelings for you, do you? Don't think a toad can eat swan meat. You two are from completely different worlds. A mere ant like you will never understand the gap between you. Give up!" Zhuo Han mercilessly berated Ye Yuan.

"No way? A Return to Void realm guy actually wants to chase after Leng Qiuling, like a toad wanting to eat swan meat?"

"How utterly delusional! He should take a piss and look at his own reflection—what kind of a loser is he!"

"Heh, another suicidal Return to Void realm guy. He'll lose his life on Tongtian Mountain, yet still dreams of pursuing the cold beauty!"

...

Clearly, Leng Qiuling was quite famous. Many of the Divine Lord realm martial artists present knew her.

Hearing Zhuo Han's words, they immediately heaped scorn on Ye Yuan.

People have this mentality—they can't have something themselves, but they hate even more to see someone else get it.

Although there was nothing between Ye Yuan and Leng Qiuling, Zhuo Han's words made him a target of public criticism.

Leng Qiuling obviously heard Zhuo Han's words too. She was furious and snapped, "Zhuo Han, if you keep spouting nonsense, believe me, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

Zhuo Han laughed instead, "Junior Sister Leng, am I wrong? You don't actually like this kid, do you?"

Leng Qiuling's face turned cold. "That's none of your business!"

Ye Yuan sighed inwardly. Leng Qiuling saying such things only made it worse.

Sure enough, many people looked at Ye Yuan with even stranger eyes, some quite hostile.

If looks could kill, he would have been dead countless times.

"Idiot, don't make wild guesses. I'm here to ascend Tongtian Mountain," Ye Yuan said calmly.

Zhuo Han's face turned cold, and he roared angrily, "Kid, you've got guts! If you've got the balls, hide in Nanlu Town forever and never come out! Let's see how you ascend Tongtian Mountain without a token. Do you think the guardians of Nanlu Town are pushovers?"

Just then, Old Drunkard, accompanied by two armored men, came walking over while guzzling wine.

"Those with tokens, line up in order!" Old Drunkard said, his eyes bleary with drink.

The onlookers dared not delay and immediately lined up according to their token numbers.

Zhuo Han looked smugly at Ye Yuan, ready to watch him suffer.

Everyone knew that Old Drunkard's strength was unfathomable.

Once he got displeased, the consequences were dire.

Sure enough, Old Drunkard staggered over toward Ye Yuan.

Zhuo Han sneered inwardly, "Delusional fool, let's see how you keep acting tough! Better yet, let the guardian get angry and kill this detestable brat!"

Old Drunkard looked at Ye Yuan with bleary eyes, smiled, and suddenly said to the two men beside him, "You two, give your tokens to them."

The two were stunned, wondering if they had misheard.

Zhuo Han's expression also changed, not understanding what was going on.

"G-great one, you... what did you say?"

Old Drunkard's face turned cold, and the two men felt as if their throats were choked, their expressions turning very ugly.

"I said, give your tokens to the two of them. Didn't you hear clearly?" Old Drunkard said coldly.

This time, they heard clearly.

These two were Zhuo Han's junior brothers. They looked at Zhuo Han with pleading eyes.

Zhuo Han was also shocked, completely at a loss.

He stepped forward and, with a deferential bow, said to Old Drunkard, "Great one, we came first. Why should we give up our tokens?"

Old Drunkard said flatly, "I told you to give them, so give them. Why so much nonsense?"

The others were also shocked, completely baffled by what was happening.

"What's going on? I've been to Nanlu Town several times, but I've never seen anything like this."

"Yeah, it's always been first come, first served. Why can those two kids cut in line?"

"Could they be relatives of that great one? They don't look like it!"

...

Leng Qiuling stared at Ye Yuan with shock in her beautiful eyes.

She increasingly found that she couldn't see through this young man her own age.

His aptitude was clearly poor, yet he exuded all sorts of strangeness.

Zhuo Han was thunderstruck by Old Drunkard's words.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation; he was completely dumbfounded.

If it had been anyone else, he might have swallowed his pride, but it was Ye Yuan of all people!

So, he braced himself and said, "Great one, I... I don't accept this! On... on what grounds?"

Old Drunkard said flatly, "On what grounds? On the grounds that this Nanlu Town is under my control! What I say is the law!"