Xiang Yun, who was walking over from afar, saw the dumbstruck crowd and was also curious, "What's wrong with you guys?" Why are you all standing here?

No one had any reaction. They just stood there, unmoving. Only Yue Jing quietly ran over to Xiang Yun's ear and whispered.

"Wait a minute!"

Yue Jing had yet to finish speaking when Xiang Yun had already stopped him, his face full of astonishment as he said, "What are you talking about? Wife and child? This is not what you think!"

"Could it be that that brat Zhang San really guessed right? It's mother and daughter serving one!"

"I'll serve your grandpa!"

Xiang Yun smacked Yue Jing's head like a chestnut, causing both Yue Jing's eyes to flash with stars. With a wronged expression, he covered his head. "This wasn't what I said. Please hit Zhang San instead."

Looking over to his side, w.a.n.g Yuyan and Meng Qinglan were like two flowers as they stood by his side, one on his left and the other on his right. Xiang Yun instantly understood. It seemed that he had misunderstood!

Immediately, Xiang Yun hurried over and introduced the mother and daughter pair, as well as Dong Lin, who was standing behind them. When he heard that w.a.n.g Yuyan was still a child, moreover, she was Xiang Yun's personal disciple, the frozen atmosphere on the stage melted and became warm.

After hearing about the miserable lives of the two girls, Lin Wan'er, who originally harbored some grudges in her heart, immediately felt sympathy and pity for them.

Her life had been rather miserable when she was young. If Xiang Yun hadn't brought her back to the Crown Prince's residence, who knew what kind of rough life experiences she would have encountered?

Meng Qinglan, who was standing to the side, also felt grateful when she saw how friendly and enthusiastic they were. With a warm smile, she took the initiative to toast everyone.

Under Xiang Yun's lead, as well as Yue Chuan who was an expert in adjusting the atmosphere, the atmosphere grew more and more lively as well. Pus.h.i.+ng a toast for a toast was not so exciting, and this was also the first time that a core member of the Unnamed Sect had gathered together for a joyous feast!

It was only when the moon was high in the sky and all the lights had gone out that the banquet finally ended. Lin Wan'er took Meng Qinglan and w.a.n.g Yuyan to rest, while Xiao Qiao Feng followed Liu Hong to his room for three times.

In the banquet, only Hu Yilan was still leaning drunkenly on the table, his cheeks flushed red and his eyes filled with excitement as he stared at Xiang Yun.

"Lord Sect Master, Lan'er must be a little drunk, and her head is very dizzy. I think she won't be able to return, and can I trouble you to send Lan'er back to the rouge peak? Or else, if you don't mind, Lan'er can also stay in your room for a night. After all, this is a long night."

Xiang Yun's face was also hot from drinking, his body was hot. Looking at this woman in front of him who was like a charming fox, hearing such tempting words, Xiang Yun felt his body heat up even more.

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Cursing the demoness in his heart, Xiang Yun secretly activated his Turtle Resting Technique as his mind became calm once more. With a faint smile, he said, "Master Hu Feng's cultivation is extraordinary. With just a little bit of alcohol, he was only able to dissolve it in an instant. Why would I give it to you?"

Hearing this, Hu Yi Lan glared at Xiang Yun and said, "Didn't Lord Sect Master hear the phrase 'everyone is drunk'? I'm afraid even Yun Li can't dispel Lan'er's intoxication. If you don't help me, sect master …"

This woman's every word was filled with great temptation. A man who was a little lacking in self-control would immediately surrender and become a subject under her skirt.

He swallowed a gulp of saliva and said, "Since that's the case, I think it's unlikely that Lord Hu Feng will be able to return to Yanzhi Peak. How about this, I'll get the servants to prepare a room. Lord Hu Feng will stay on Qingming Peak for the night to see if he can wake up from his drunken state."

With this said, Hu Yilan couldn't help but roll his eyes with a bitter expression.

"Since Peak Master is so heartless, Lan'er should go back by herself. Otherwise, people here might mistake her for someone with other intentions."

With that, Hu Yi Lan slowly stood up and glared at Xiang Yun. In the next moment, he turned into a gust of fragrant wind and, in the blink of an eye, flew out of the pavilion.

Looking at Hu Yi Lan's departing figure at the foot of the mountain, Xiang Yun could not help but let out a long breath as he sat back down on his chair, smiling bitterly.

Xiang Yun sighed. Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, a hearty laugh rang out in the air!

Hearing this voice, Xiang Yun's mind was shocked. He abruptly stood up, his ma.s.sive spiritual will sweeping outwards, instantly gus.h.i.+ng out of the pavilion!

In the next moment, Xiang Yun's eyes lit up as he activated the Hundred Transformations of Perfection to the extreme. His body transformed into a streak of light as he swiftly fled far away.

In the time it took to boil a cup of tea, Xiang Yun had already appeared at the precipice of the mountain behind Qingming Peak. A familiar tall figure was shrouded in a black robe, standing with his hands behind his back, overlooking the rising sea of clouds!

However, in the next moment, that figure suddenly turned around like a bolt of lightning. With just a single step, he had already arrived in front of Xiang Yun, and a sharp palm struck out like a knife, chopping at Xiang Yun's neck!

Surprised, Xiang Yun immediately turned around and dodged. His figure was swift and fierce as the blade of his palm slashed across Xiang Yun's chest and landed on his dantian. He then instantly changed direction and turned into a sword finger, stabbing at Xiang Yun's dantian with a sharp glint!

Xiang Yun's claws shot out, locking his wrists. He twisted forcefully, intending to cut off this person's hands.

Once that person's arm broke free, he immediately charged at Xiang Yun again, his speed so fast that it was dazzling. Moreover, he did not make any gaudy movements as his every move carried a sharp killing intent.

This was the first time Xiang Yun had encountered such a powerful close-combat technique. He simply did not have time to think about it and could only instinctively fight back, rejecting every move that came his way!

When it came to battle experience, Xiang Yun was no longer the same person who had fought in Silver City's arena.

Lil 'White, who was being pressed to the ground by Xiang Fei, rubbed against the ground.

Even in the face of such a fierce close combat from the black clothed man, Xiang Yun had relied on his Hundred Transformations Movement Technique in addition to the extremely swift and fierce movements of Jing Ru. They had exchanged no less than ten moves in an instant.

Even though he was still at a disadvantage, from time to time, the other party would be in danger and he would launch a counterattack!

In the end, the two of them exchanged three punches in a row. The fist wind blew, instantly causing the sea of clouds below the cliff to boil and scatter. The black-clothed man took a step back, and Xiang Yun also took a step back as they both stood at the edge of the cliff!

"Your weapon!"

The man in black spoke directly, and the crimson long blade in his hand immediately condensed with cloud power, turning the rolling sea of clouds into a fiery red scene, causing the temperature around them to rise rapidly as well!

However, he did not choose to retreat. With a flash of his hand, a huge black sword that was entirely black in color appeared in his hand!

"Make your move, take out your strongest sword skill!" The man in black spoke again.

Xiang Yun nodded slightly. His eyes narrowed slightly as they shot out two rays of light!

"Ang!"

Yun Conglong and Feng Conghu. At this moment, the wind and clouds gathered. The dragon roared and the tiger roared. Xiang Yun transformed into a fierce wind as he swept towards the black-clothed man!

"Come at me!"

When the black-clothed man saw this, his eyes also lit up. The scarlet long saber in his hand, sword and saber raised by three points.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clas.h.i.+ng against metal was ear-piercing as it spread in all directions.

Xiang Yun stood at the edge of the cliff, the Giant Blue Profound Sword in his hand trembling incessantly, carrying his own arm along with it. Seeing the one-inch gap in the clothes in front of him, his heart surged with shock!

He looked at the man in black again. The crimson blade in his hand turned back into Yun Li and disappeared. He lowered his head to look at the small hole in his black robe. His eyes no longer had the killing intent from before.

Beneath the bandana, a face that was sixty to seventy percent similar to Xiang Yun's was revealed. However, this face had more wind and frost, was sharper, and was firmer and more mature!

"Second brother, it's you!"

"Haha, Little Yun, long time no see!"