Qing Yunzi was not surprised to see him step forward: "I would have come to find you sooner or later, but I didn't expect you to be so proactive."

"It's just as well. Fighting these small fries is boring. It's time for me to test the waters of your Heaven's Wrath Hall."

"Is it deep, or shallow? Or can I reach the bottom with just one step!"

As he spoke, he mimicked stepping on the ground, vividly illustrating the current state of the Heaven's Wrath Hall.

This scene infuriated the disciples of the Heaven's Wrath Hall even more!

"You dog-like creature, do you know your own level? How dare you speak such words!"

"Our Heaven's Wrath Hall is a step above your Demon Sword Mountain. Where do you get the audacity to say such things!"

Everyone was indignant. It was well known that the Heaven's Wrath Hall stood alone at the top among the Ten Great Demon Sects.

Even the Demon Sword Mountain, primarily focused on demon sword cultivation, had to bow down.

Yet in his eyes, it was so worthless!

Truly infuriating!

To this, Qing Yunzi sneered: "It's true you are a step above us, but only under the condition that your sect leader is present, does the Heaven's Wrath Hall have its current status!"

"If the Nine Nether Empress were not here, how could you rabble have achieved such a position?"

His words were full of disdain, with only respect for the Nine Nether Empress Luo Jiuyan.

Perhaps, apart from Luo Jiuyan, no one in the Heaven's Wrath Hall could catch his eye.

Of course, except for the beloved Bai Rourou.

And within the past half month, defeating one disciple of the Heaven's Wrath Hall after another, he became even more convinced of this thought.

They are just a bunch of rabble!

Without the Nine Nether Empress Luo Jiuyan, they are nothing!

Naturally, there's also that guy named Mozi across from him. Apart from his slightly faster cultivation speed and being a bit handsomer, what qualifications does he have to make me bow to him?

In his view, it wouldn't be long before he too would become his defeated opponent.

"Do you really think so?"

Ye Shu stared at him, the Taiyin Sword in his hand emitting a faint dragon's roar.

Qing Yunzi's gaze was immediately drawn to the sword in Ye Shu's hand, his eyes burning with desire as he asked, "What sword is this?"

Ye Shu coldly stared back, "Answer my question first."

To this, Qing Yunzi chuckled, "To be honest, not only them, but even you, I look down upon!"

After saying this, he lowered his head, looking at the silver-white sword in Ye Shu's hand with fascination, "But this sword is quite remarkable!"

He could assert that this sword was definitely of a high grade!

To think it was in the hands of this guy, what a waste!

"Very well." Ye Shu nodded, not feeling angry.

Instead, he gently stroked the long sword in his hand and continued, "You look down on me, but when have I ever looked up to you!"

"You!"

These words immediately pulled him out of his reverie about the Taiyin Sword, and he looked at Ye Shu, "If you're so eager to be beaten and lose face, then I'll oblige!"

After saying this, a wave of spiritual energy rippled around his figure, spreading out in all directions without restraint.

The disciples of the Heaven's Wrath Hall felt this wave of spiritual energy and were too scared to speak loudly.

"Wow, no way, this dog from Demon Sword Mountain is actually this strong."

"I heard he's already at the Golden Core stage, I wonder if that's true."

"It must be true, my senior brother is at the mid Golden Core stage and was defeated by him!"

"This is bad! He's a monster, Mozi has just entered the Golden Core stage, how can he fight this guy!"

"I can't bear to see my Mozi being bullied!"

Amidst the murmurs, Bai Rourou, standing beside Ye Shu, also looked worried.

Although she had fought with Ye Shu before and knew he was quite strong.

However, this time the opponent was the quasi-Mozi of Demon Sword Mountain, a genius among geniuses who had reached the Golden Core stage at just twenty years old.

Although junior brother Ye Shu is not inferior, after all, the record is here, Qing Yunzi has never lost in the Heaven's Wrath Hall!

And he can even fight above his level...

Adding all this together, Bai Rourou felt that junior brother Ye Shu's chance of winning was slim.

"Junior brother, let's not be impulsive, we can leave this matter to the master to handle."

Bai Rourou whispered a plea from the side, before the real fight starts, there's still room for negotiation!

Ye Shu cannot lose!

Whether for his own morale or the honor of representing the sect's Mozi, this battle must not be lost!

When the odds of losing are high, it's better to choose the safest option.

That is, to avoid the fight!

As long as there's no fight, then... there's no loss!

At this tense moment, two figures appeared in the distant sky, silently watching this scene.

One was a stunningly beautiful woman in a purple robe, her beauty capable of toppling cities.

The other was a dignified mature woman in sword-patterned attire.

The former was naturally the sect leader of Heaven's Wrath Hall, Luo Jiuyan!

The latter was the wife of the Demon Sword Mountain's leader, Wu Meiyue!

She was also Qing Yunzi's biological mother, the guardian who brought him here for the exchange student program.

At this moment, Wu Meiyue smiled as she looked at Luo Jiuyan, saying, "Elder sister, what do you think of my child? This is the fruit of my love."

In fact, she had another hidden identity, having once studied under the Supreme Demon Lord with Luo Jiuyan, she was truly Luo Jiuyan's junior sister!

Today's conflict finally allowed her to hold her head high!

Seeing her own son causing trouble on her elder sister's turf, she truly vented her frustration!

Luo Jiuyan did not respond, her gaze calmly fixed on Qing Yunzi.

In her heart, however, a storm was raging!

Damn it! How could this foolish junior sister give birth to such a sword prodigy, is there some mistake?

Luo Jiuyan could naturally see Qing Yunzi's talent and level of strength.

Even she had to admit that this guy was indeed quite good.

This was something she couldn't accept!

Why could a junior sister with average talent and aptitude give birth to such an excellent child, what happened here?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, the more something felt off!

This is the fruit of their love...

Thinking of this!

Luo Jiuyan's face inexplicably flushed, because her mind involuntarily conjured up a face.

A face so handsome it couldn't be described in a thousand words!

At this moment, he was standing below, confronting Qing Yunzi.

If he and I...

What kind of genius could we produce?

No!

Luo Jiuyan quickly pinched her tender white thigh, snapping herself out of it.

Under the expectant gaze of her junior sister Wu Meiyue, Luo Jiuyan calmly said, "Nothing special."

She said this, but in her heart, she was indeed a bit sour, what's so great about that!

Even a fool like you can give birth to such a genius.

If it were me, wouldn't it be...

Luo Jiuyan pursed her lips, a smile naturally forming.

Wu Meiyue, completely unaware of this, felt angry at Luo Jiuyan's words, "Elder sister, do you really think your disciple can defeat my precious son?"

When it came to this, Luo Jiuyan was silent for a moment, then could only feign composure and say, "Naturally!"

Her hands had already clenched into fists, at this moment she was truly sweating for Ye Shu.

Although she knew Ye Shu's defensive abilities were excellent.

She was relatively confident in him.

But, this Qing Yunzi was a born sword prodigy, a genuine sword cultivation genius, specializing in lethal sword techniques!

Ordinary Golden Core stage cultivators were no match for him.

Could her precious disciple really do it?

Even Luo Jiuyan had her doubts about this.

However, she had no choice but to place her hopes on Ye Shu.

Below, Ye Shu, as if telepathically connected, stepped forward at this moment.

Stroking the Taiyin Sword in his hand, he smiled at Qing Yunzi, "Please, bestow your sword!"