Chapter 773: Yang Wenmiao

The young man had a rebellious look, somewhat arrogant and overbearing.

Pei Wenqiang introduced with a smile: "Come, Ye Yuan, let me introduce you. This is Xiang Hao, the top genius of the Xiang family in Gufeng City, and this is Mu Yun, also a rising star in Gufeng City! This is Ye Yuan, the owner of the Medicine Fragrance Pavilion. I don't need to introduce him to you, do I?"

Ye Yuan smiled but completely ignored Xiang Hao, greeting Mu Yun instead: "Brother Mu, I've long admired you."

Mu Yun said modestly: "I dare not! To be honest, I recently made a breakthrough, and I have to thank Brother Ye for it. If it weren't for Brother Ye refining the Great Sun Yang Pill for me, I wouldn't have been able to break through the bottleneck."

Ye Yuan said in surprise: "So it was Brother Mu who had the Great Sun Yang Pill refined!"

Mu Yun smiled: "The Great Sun Yang Pill is extremely difficult to refine. I visited many masters, but none could refine it. Later, I heard that Brother Ye's alchemy skills were outstanding, so I came to the Medicine Fragrance Pavilion to give it a try. Unexpectedly, you gave me a top-grade Great Sun Yang Pill! With this top-grade pill, my strength has greatly improved, and I have more confidence in this competition."

Ye Yuan and Mu Yun chatted very congenially, leaving Xiang Hao completely ignored.

And Ye Yuan didn't even bother to respond to his sarcasm, which made him very frustrated.

But with Pei Wenqiang present, he couldn't vent his anger, so he could only sulk on the side.

"Hey, you three get along well. This time, my reputation depends entirely on you! Well, it's getting late, we should set off." Pei Wenqiang said with a smile.

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Ye City was the largest city in the southern part of the Chixia Holy Land, governing hundreds of large and small forces nearby.

This time, the Chixia Holy Land was holding the quasi-holy son selection competition, and this place naturally became the venue for the sub-competition area.

In the past few days, a large number of people had poured into Ye City, all coming to watch this grand competition.

Although these people had no chance to participate, how could they miss such a grand event?

And these geniuses with competition slots were naturally hosted by the city lord's mansion.

But a mere few hundred people were nothing for the vast Ye City.

"Pei Wenqiang, I heard you got a bargain this time, bringing six cannon fodders with you!"

As Pei Wenqiang and his group entered, they happened to run into another group. The leader directly taunted them.

"Wu Jianqing, after all these years, why is your mouth still so foul! I brought cannon fodders; are the ones you brought any different?" Pei Wenqiang said angrily.

"Hehe, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed this time! Our Yangyuan City has indeed produced a genius this time. Getting a slot is absolutely certain! Peng Yan, come and meet City Lord Pei."

A very restrained young man stepped out from behind Wu Jianqing and bowed to Pei Wenqiang: "Junior Peng Yan, greetings to City Lord Pei."

Pei Wenqiang's expression changed: "Nirvana Seventh Layer!"

It was no wonder Pei Wenqiang was surprised; reaching the Nirvana Seventh Layer at this age was a sign of extraordinary talent. After all, among the six Pei Wenqiang had brought, the highest was only at the Nirvana Sixth Layer.

Seeing this, Wu Jianqing said smugly: "Peng Yan's strength is far greater than you imagine! With him here, securing a slot is absolutely no problem! How do you feel? Crushed? Hahaha..."

Pei Wenqiang said darkly: "Don't be too smug! This competition is not just about cultivation level; comprehension of artistic conception is equally important!"

Wu Jianqing laughed heartily and said, "You don't need to worry about that. Peng Yan's comprehension of artistic conception is definitely far superior to the trash you've brought!"

Comprehension of artistic conception is indeed very important, even more important than cultivation level. But for someone who has broken through to the late stage of the Boundless Realm at this age, how could their comprehension of artistic conception be poor?

This Wu Jianqing came from the Wu family of the Holy Land. The Wu family's influence was on par with the Pei family, and they were at odds with each other. So he had no qualms about mocking Pei Wenqiang.

Having found a genius at the seventh level of the Boundless Realm this time, Wu Jianqing was brimming with pride and elation.

"Eh? Among the six you brought, there's actually one who hasn't even reached the eighth level of the Divine Travel Realm? Pei Wenqiang, you're in charge of two cities now, and you can't even gather six Boundless Realm cultivators? You have to find a Divine Travel Realm waste to make up the numbers? Haha, that's hilarious."

Wu Jianqing suddenly noticed Ye Yuan among the crowd and began to mock him even more brazenly.

Peng Yan's gaze also swept over Ye Yuan, his eyes full of sarcasm and disdain.

The martial artists participating in this competition were mostly from the Boundless Realm. The few Divine Travel Realm martial artists were all from minor forces and couldn't even make the grade.

"Ah... Yang Wenmiao! It's Yang Wenmiao!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the inn, all the shrill screams of infatuated women.

Amidst these screams, a group of people entered the inn.

"Lord Yang Sen!"

The city lords leading the teams this time, upon seeing the middle-aged man at the front, all paid their respects to him.

A handsome youth, more beautiful than a woman, followed behind him, exuding a very strong aura.

Those women's screams were clearly directed at him.

"Haha, greetings to all! During this period of the quasi-holy son selection, I'll have to trouble you all to stay in this inn. If there's any inadequate hospitality, I hope you'll forgive me," Yang Sen said.

"You're too kind, Lord Yang Sen!" everyone quickly replied.

Yang Sen was clearly very familiar with the city lords; after greeting them, he found people to chat with one by one.

Ye Yuan asked Pei Wenqiang curiously, "Who is this man? He seems very formidable."

"Lord Yang Sen is the city lord of Ye City, commanding nearly two hundred forces large and small in the southern region. What do you think?" Pei Wenqiang said.

Ye Yuan suddenly understood; no wonder all the city lords were so respectful to him.

"I see. That young man behind him seems very popular here!"

"That's Lord Yang Sen's son, Yang Wenmiao. He had already reached the eighth level of Wuliang two years ago. Within the entire jurisdiction of Ye City, he is the number one genius of the younger generation! Coupled with his extremely handsome appearance, his popularity is only to be expected. In this competition, the first place in the Ye City division is surely his!"

Ye Yuan nodded, indicating he understood. It seemed Yang Wenmiao was indeed a formidable opponent.

Although Yang Wenmiao appeared gentle and refined, Ye Yuan could tell that he didn't regard the people before him as opponents at all.

His arrogance was hidden in his bones.

"Alas, it seems we have no hope at all in this competition!" said a young genius from Qingwan City.

"Yes, this time there are quite a few at the seventh level of Wuliang. Besides Yang Wenmiao, the remaining five spots should be decided among these seventh-level Wuliang experts. Those top-ranked cities are too strong; we simply have no chance!" Even the unruly Xiang Hao said dejectedly.