BTTH : Emperor Yang

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Wei Yang turned around and swept his gaze across everyone present. Then he flicked his finger. Five Bodhisattva Seeds shot out from his hand. Four of them hovered before the Gu Clan members, and the last one settled in front of Yun Yun.

”Mr. Wei, thank you!”

Gu Qingyang and the others froze for a moment, their eyes burning as they stared at the seeds. Then they reacted immediately. Without being polite, they grabbed the Bodhisattva Seeds and cupped their fists in gratitude.

Yun Yun also paused, then hurriedly collected her Bodhisattva Seed and bowed deeply. She truly didn’t expect it — someone like Wei Yang, who normally gave her nothing but a cold face, actually handed her a Bodhisattva Seed.

”This is what you all deserve. Besides, since we’re all seeking opportunities together, I, Wei Yang, won’t hog everything for myself.” Wei Yang spoke calmly as he looked toward the distant group whose eyes were red with greed and desire. He flicked his finger again.

Another five Bodhisattva Seeds shot out, each landing in front of one of the mixed teams. The leaders of those teams brightened, quickly grabbed their Bodhisattva Seeds, and retreated with clear gratitude flashing in their eyes.

”Thank you, Mr. Wei!”

They understood well — this was Wei Yang’s way of dismissing them. One Bodhisattva Seed per team, serving as compensation for the hardships they endured in the Ancient Wasteland Region. Honestly, getting even one was already a huge blessing.

If they kept pushing, that would be pure greed. So, after accepting the Bodhisattva Seeds, they withdrew rather straightforwardly, indicating they wouldn’t get involved anymore. Now, only the Hun Clan and the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan were left.

They had watched Wei Yang distribute ten Bodhisattva Seeds right in front of them. Their hearts were filled with envy... and helplessness. Seeing Wei Yang make no further move, Jiu Feng’s eyes flickered. He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and cupped his fists. ”Mr. Wei.”

”Oh? You have something to say?” Wei Yang turned his head slightly, his gaze landing on Jiu Feng.

That indifferent gaze was like a primordial beast staring directly at him. Under that look, Jiu Feng suddenly felt a chill crawl down his spine. His scalp tingled. He took another deep breath, stabilizing himself before speaking.

”Mr. Wei, we all entered the Ancient Wasteland Region together and went through countless dangers before finally reaching this point. Isn’t it a bit excessive for you not to give us a share of the Bodhisattva Seeds?”

”So?” Wei Yang’s voice was cold.

”I merely want what should be ours.” Jiu Feng cupped his fists. ”We aren’t asking for much. If Mr. Wei can give the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan two Bodhisattva Seeds, then from this day on, our clan and Mr. Wei will be friends.”

”As for past... unpleasantness, I apologize here. Mr. Wei still has nearly thirty Bodhisattva Seeds. I’m only asking for two. That’s not excessive.”

Finishing his words, Jiu Feng bowed slightly with a friendly smile. His meaning couldn’t be clearer — the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan only wanted two seeds.

As for Hun Yu? ’Never met him.’

As his voice fell, the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan subtly shifted away from the Hun Clan.

The atmosphere instantly changed.

The Hun Clan members glared at the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan with fury, feeling utterly betrayed. Hun Yu’s face remained calm, but the cold gleam in his eyes betrayed the rage boiling within him.

No matter how deep his scheming was, at a moment like this, he couldn’t suppress the killing intent and anger churning in his heart. If he could, he would’ve struck and wiped out the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan’s group immediately.

”Interesting.” The coldness in Wei Yang’s gaze faded slightly, replaced by a hint of amusement as he looked between Hun Yu and Jiu Feng. He lowered his head and opened his palm.

Twenty-nine Bodhisattva Seeds still lay there. Counting the four he collected earlier as labor payment, he had a total of thirty-three. The number wasn’t small. Even if he gave two away, it wouldn’t really hurt. But why should he give them?

These were not cheap goods. Every Bodhisattva Seed was precious, able to greatly increase the success rate of advancing to Dou Sheng.

They could even be refined into Bodhisattva Pills — the kind that triggered Nine-Colored Pill Lightning, enough to drive countless peak Nine-Change experts insane with desire. Treasures like this... even giving away one was painful.

”You all should’ve been dead already. The dead don’t need a share.”

Wei Yang closed his hand and put the Bodhisattva Seeds away. ”Kill them.”

”Hehehe.” Xiao Yan, who had been itching for a fight, grinned. His figure shot forward instantly as he lunged straight at Hun Yu. ”Hun Clan trash — die!”

”Master, allow me as well!” Ah Da licked his lips beside them, unable to resist asking.

So many strong opponents, most with powerful soul bodies...if he could drain them all, how wonderful would that be?

”Go.” Wei Yang waved his hand.

”Thank you, Master!” Ah Da was overjoyed. He immediately charged forward, rushing straight toward Hun Yu and the others.

Wuuu—

Black winds howled and twisted, sweeping outward.

”Do it!”

Boom!

The experts from the Hun Clan and the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan erupted with their Dou Qi almost simultaneously. Their figures flashed, charging directly toward Xiao Yan and Ah Da.

”Your name has been spreading quite loudly in my Hun Clan recently. Looks like you really grew into something troublesome. I warned them before — if they wanted to kill you, they should’ve done it early and snuffed you out. But those old fools didn’t take it seriously, and that’s how you’re still alive. Damn it!”

A dense surge of black Dou Qi erupted from Hun Yu’s body, spreading across the sky like a tide. Waves of chilling energy rippled outward endlessly.

He stared at the rapidly approaching Xiao Yan, then glanced at Jiu Feng. ”Brother Jiu Feng, with both our people here, why should we fear him?”

”Fine.” Jiu Feng nodded.

Boom!

Nearly twenty streams of powerful Dou Qi blasted out at once, all roaring toward Xiao Yan.

”Hmph.”

Facing the combined attack of the Hun Clan and the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan experts, Xiao Yan only snorted coldly. His sleeve flicked, and before the incoming Dou Qi attacks even got within three meters of him, they collapsed into nothing on their own.

He wasn’t comparable to those Ban Sheng puppets — he was a true Ban Sheng.

Wuuu wuuu—

Behind him, the sky filled with howling black winds, sweeping in and faintly closing around the battlefield.

”Xiao Yan, want me to hold one of them off first?” Ah Da’s gaze moved between Hun Yu and Jiu Feng, clearly picking his target.

These two were the strongest among the enemies. Ah Da wasn’t confident he could truly fight either head-on, but with the help of the Nine Serene Wind Flame, he was confident he could stall at least one for a short while.

That would let Xiao Yan spare a hand and quickly eliminate one opponent.

”No need. Leave them to me. You can do whatever you want.” Xiao Yan smiled and refused.

What a joke — this battle was the true fight that would mark his rise. Why would he let someone else take part?

Right as the words fell, Xiao Yan suddenly punched toward the void on his left. A scorching force formed around his fist, and the space there rippled violently. A moment later, a figure was blasted out of that space, stumbling backward in panic — it was Hun Yu.

Meanwhile, the ”Hun Yu” who had been standing elsewhere slowly faded away. After being punched out, Hun Yu’s face flushed red, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

”Stop playing little tricks. They don’t work on me.” Xiao Yan chuckled, mocking him.

He glanced at the attackers rushing toward him and shook his head. Then he stepped forward — and a vast, boundless aura erupted from his body like an exploding sea.

The terrifying aura carried a faint trace of divine pressure. The moment it appeared, it swept through the entire strange space, making even this incredibly stable dimension tremble slightly. Weaker experts in the distance felt a wave of overwhelming pressure crash over them.

Xiao Yan lifted his hand and slapped forward.

Boom!

A massive flaming palm print took form, completely covering the Hun Clan and Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan forces beneath it as it slammed downward.

”This aura... he really is a Ban Sheng!”

Everyone present turned pale as they felt the terrifying force behind this palm. Even though they already had a mental guess, shock still surged uncontrollably in their hearts.

Comprehending the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree’s mysteries... is it truly this heaven-defying!?

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