Chapter 845 - 843: Dragon and Tiger No. 6, Jiang Yue Long

Chapter 845: Chapter 843: Dragon and Tiger No. 6, Jiang Yue Long

Arrogant. Far too arrogant.

Liou Xueyan had just defeated Situ Ke to claim seventh place on the Dragon and Tiger List. He wanted a prodigy like her to be his maid?

What a joke.

This was a far more audacious humiliation than when she slapped the face of the Vajra Sect.

Who was this guy?

The crowd erupted into an uproar. However, many people’s faces paled drastically. They stared at the young man, their eyes filled with palpitations and dread.

"Who is he?" Xu Yang frowned deeply.

Liou Sanqian’s expression instantly turned grim. "Ranked sixth on the Dragon and Tiger List—Jiang Yue Long."

"It’s actually him?" Xu Yang’s heart skipped a beat.

Not long ago, Liou Sanqian had given him a detailed introduction to the other figures in the top ten of the Dragon and Tiger List. Among them, Jiang Yue Long had left an extremely deep impression on him.

This person came from the Canglan Sky-Rising River. He possessed a domineering, tyrannical, and arrogant temperament. In his eyes, rules were merely decorations. Even if it were other top-tier immortal sects, he would humiliate them without hesitation if he felt like it.

That was, unless he was beaten into submission. He wouldn’t dare provoke those in the top three of the Dragon and Tiger List, acting exceptionally obedient around them. To sum it up, he was a bully who preyed on the weak and feared the strong.

Furthermore, despite his well-behaved facade around those he feared, he never did any good deeds behind their backs. If he caught an opportunity, he would ruthlessly backstab them. He was a ruthless character that everyone feared.

Even the Heaven’s Edge Pavilion found Jiang Yue Long to be a headache. Other people, at the very least, would give the Heaven’s Edge Pavilion some face. But if Jiang Yue Long was in a bad mood or acted on a whim, he couldn’t care less.

"You’re courting death." Liou Xueyan glared coldly at Jiang Yue Long.

"Courting death?" Jiang Yue Long grinned and descended from the sky. With a beaming smile, he said, "Sweetheart, I’ve never experienced an ice-cold beauty before. Why don’t you satisfy me? I won’t let you do it for nothing.

"Everyone in the world knows that I, Jiang Yue Long, am the most generous when rewarding people."

Countless cultivators were left speechless.

Jiang Yue Long was indeed generous, but the price to pay was not something an ordinary person could endure. His temperament was volatile; one moment he might happily reward you with a treasure, and the next, if he was displeased, he could slap you to death.

He simply wasn’t human.

The flash of anger in Liou Xueyan’s eyes instantly transformed into piercing ice as she vanished from her spot. Faced with such humiliation, even if the opponent was Jiang Yue Long, how could she maintain her position as seventh on the Dragon and Tiger List if she remained indifferent?

"Hmph.

"Refusing the face I give you."

Jiang Yue Long’s expression darkened. Facing the incoming Liou Xueyan, he casually reached out a hand to grab her.

BANG!

When they were merely a foot apart, Jiang Yue Long’s hand halted, locked in place by an intense chill. Liou Xueyan materialized an ancient frost sword in her hand and slashed down.

"A Frost Domain?

"You do have some skills. No wonder you could defeat Situ Ke."

Jiang Yue Long murmured. In the instant the ancient sword slashed down, his body trembled. A massive, heaven-reaching river manifested behind him. With a loud SPLASH, it surged into the sky before crashing down in a reverse torrent.

It looked just like a celestial waterfall shattering the firmament and hanging upside down in the world.

BOOM!

The ancient sword barely cut a few dozen feet into the great river before being ruthlessly forced back, completely crumbling and disintegrating.

Liou Xueyan let out a muffled groan as blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

Jiang Yue Long grinned. His frozen hand suddenly jolted. With a sharp CRACK, he directly broke free from the Frost Domain’s restraint and grabbed Liou Xueyan by the shoulder.

"Let go." Liou Xueyan glared at him, struggling violently.

"Hmph." Showing displeasure, Jiang Yue Long flicked his wrist. Liou Xueyan groaned again and tumbled down miserably.

Her shoulder was already stained red with blood.

Outside the arena, there was dead silence.

Although Liou Xueyan was not in peak condition after her previous battle, her Frost Domain had been shattered the moment she struck. Jiang Yue Long’s strength left everyone speechless. He was much stronger than Situ Ke. Even if Liou Xueyan were at her peak, she would not be his match.

Sixth and seventh place—separated by a single step, yet the gap was this massive.

Jiang Yue Long glanced at Liou Xueyan and shook his head slightly. Then, he swept his gaze across the massive crowd and grinned. "I heard today was supposed to be a battle between Xu Yang and Situ Ke. So, where is Xu Yang?

"A grand Ninth Grade Immortal Foundation, yet he’s nothing but a coward shrinking in his shell? Letting a woman fight his battles? What a piece of trash.

"If you don’t show yourself today, I’ll take this ice-cold beauty, Liou Xueyan, back to my Canglan River."

As his words fell, the crowd exchanged bewildered glances.

In the crowd, Qingyue and Song Tianlin frowned deeply.

"This bastard is simply inhuman."

"Shameless."

"Forcing Xu Yang out? Is Xu Yang also hiding here? But what is he planning? If Xu Yang had Liou Xueyan fight for him, his strength might not be great enough, or perhaps he’s injured."

"Jiang Yue Long... I suspect he has his eyes on Xu Yang’s Ninth Grade Immortal Foundation."

"What?" Qingyue’s eyes widened in shock.

Song Tianlin said faintly, "The utility of a Ninth Grade Immortal Foundation is beyond imagination. Given Jiang Yue Long’s temperament, what else could it be for?"

Qingyue instantly fell silent. No matter how much he despised Jiang Yue Long, he was powerless to stop him. The guy had a terrible personality, but his strength was undeniably genuine.

On the other side, Hong Xiaoxing wore a dark expression and shouted angrily, "Jiang Yue Long, you animal, you better go back to your Canglan River and make a fool of yourself there!"

"Xing." Jiang Yue Long’s eyes lit up when he saw Hong Xiaoxing. Not the least bit annoyed, he smiled brightly. "I didn’t expect Xing to be here too. How has your father been lately? Remember to visit the Canglan River as a guest when you have time."

"..."

Hong Xiaoxing trembled with anger, feeling as if she had punched a ball of cotton. She was so stifled she couldn’t utter a single word. Visit the Canglan River as a guest? She was afraid that if she went, she would never make it out.

"What? Is he not here, or does he not dare to come out?" Jiang Yue Long withdrew his gaze and shouted loudly again.

His purpose was self-evident; he was clearly here for Xu Yang. The crowd exchanged glances, scanning their surroundings to see if Xu Yang was actually present.

Liou Sanqian shook his head at Xu Yang. Jiang Yue Long wouldn’t genuinely dare to take Liou Xueyan away. He obviously came with ill intentions; if Xu Yang stepped forward, it would be hard to de-escalate the situation.

Xu Yang sighed. Being pushed to such an extent, what kind of man would he be if he still refused to show himself? He slowly stood up, straightened his clothes, and stepped into the air.

"Holy shit?"

"He’s Xu Yang?"

A cultivator sitting nearby witnessed this scene and his eyes widened in shock, as if he had seen a ghost. That bastard had been sitting right next to him?

In an instant, all eyes were glued to him.

As Xu Yang walked through the air toward the martial arts arena, his figure and facial features rapidly shifted, revealing his true appearance.

"Xu Yang, it’s really him."

"He was hiding here all along."

"This guy didn’t even step up himself and let Liou Xueyan take the lead. Hmph, he’s nothing special."

"Now he has no choice but to show himself."

"He really is at the Middle Stage of Celestial Immortal. Is this the foundation of a Ninth Grade Immortal Foundation?"

"You’re Xu Yang?" Jiang Yue Long sized Xu Yang up, feeling somewhat disappointed.

"What? You came looking for me, yet you don’t even recognize me?" Xu Yang remained expressionless.

Jiang Yue Long grinned, a cold, dark gleam slowly surfacing in his eyes. "Xu Yang, I came today because I heard of your reputation.

"A Ninth Grade Immortal Foundation... the next Di Qinghe.

"A betting match. Do you dare?"

"How do we bet?"

Jiang Yue Long licked his lips and said excitedly, "If I lose, I’ll give you a top-tier natural treasure—a tier-three high-grade Immortal Elixir, the Ten Thousand Medicines Cyan Lotus Milk."

SWISH!

He cupped his hand in the air, and a massive treasure bottle materialized.

Inside the bottle was an incredibly stunning cyan lotus with exactly eighty-one petals. Floating in the center was a gently quivering cluster of Cyan Radiance Spirit Milk, encircled by wisps of glazed silk light. It was extremely alluring.

A tier-three high-grade Immortal Elixir.

A supreme treasure that even those at the Late Stage of Golden Immortal would fight over.

A flash of shock crossed Xu Yang’s eyes.

The surrounding crowd erupted in uproar.

"Ten Thousand Medicines Cyan Lotus Milk! My god!"

"To cultivate this item, it must devour tens of thousands of astonishing Immortal Elixirs. Its value is enough to significantly boost the strength of a cultivator at the Late Stage of Golden Immortal. It is priceless."

"A peerless, rare treasure!"

"Is Jiang Yue Long crazy? To actually take out such a supreme treasure?"

"He’s not crazy. With his strength, how could Xu Yang possibly win?"

"The real question is, what price will Xu Yang have to pay if he loses?"

Jiang Yue Long lowered his hand, and the treasure bottle along with the Immortal Elixir vanished. He stared at Xu Yang with a playful smirk.

"If you lose..."