My Senior Brother is Too Steady

I can ignore Senior Sister Toxic, who has always looked forward to seeing Senior Brother and only dared to come to Great White Hall to take a look after a few years.

It was already quite good that she could accompany her senior brother every day and play hide-and-seek with his main body.

Hmph, Sister Yun Xiao only appears once every few decades…

With these complicated thoughts in her heart, Ling’e blinked her long eyelashes. When she saw Yang Jian slowly getting up from the cloud, she casually took out a plate of dried fruits and began to smack her lips…

In front of the East Heaven Gate, Yang Jian stood up. His eyes were filled with shock as he looked up at the white stars on the cloud.

The reason why he was shocked was because of the slap that he had just received…

Eight-Nine Arcane Art!

He had mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Art!

He had been completely suppressed just now!

“The enlightenment that Master gave me was written by you!”

Li Changshou did not answer. He only said, “If you submit to the Heavenly Courts, I can give you a chance to save your mother.”

Yang Jian’s forehead glowed red as he looked at Li Changshou.

“It’s you! Are you the one pushing me away?”

“Cut the crap.”

Yang Jian immediately shut up. The light in his eyes became more and more complicated. He stared at Li Changshou and many things that he did not understand suddenly became clear.

Not far behind him, Princess Long Ji rode a cloud over. A little distance away, Ling Zhuzi covered his left shoulder and approached again.

Yang Jian whispered, “Fight me.”

“Oh?” Li Changshou was instantly interested.

ME Yang Jian took a step forward. “Fight me. If I lose, I’ll be at your mercy and subdue to the Heavenly Courts!

If you lose, let my mother go. The Heavenly Courts will issue a declaration to restore my parents’ innocence. Go to my father’s grave and offer incense as an apology!”

“Yang Jian, how dare you!”

A loud shout suddenly sounded from behind Li Changshou. Ao Yi rushed over and pointed at Yang Jian.

ME “You don’t know what’s good for you and are arrogant. You even want to attack Lord Taibai Jinxing! Do you really think that Lord Taibai Jinxing would allow you to do that if you were not the Jade Emperor’s nephew?

Lord Taibai Jinxing, please allow me to fight Yang Jian!”

Li Changshou smiled and said calmly, “Ao Yi, don’t be anxious. Retreat.”

“Okay!”

Ao Yi lowered his head and accepted the order. He looked indignant and turned to glare at Yang Jian before turning around to leave.

His acting skills were indeed worthy of being the Deputy Sect Master of the sect.

On the cloud path, Yang Jian frowned.

ME Li Changshou said, “Since you want to determine the future with a battle, so what if I agree?

Yang Jian, I will allow you to enter the East Heaven Gate today.”

As he spoke, Li Changshou raised his right hand. Specks of starlight appeared in front of him and condensed into the immortal mountain beside the Jade Pool.

He raised his hand and fiddled with it. He led the immortal mountain and slowly walked forward. In the blink of an eye, they passed through layers of clouds, as if they had fallen to two heavens.

ME Li Changshou said, “Today, I will descend the immortal mountain that suppressed your mother to the sixth Heaven.

After entering the East Heaven Gate and rushing to the Sixth Heaven, I will arrange for three ordinary Heavenly Courts generals to fight you. I don’t need you to win all three battles, regardless of whether you use schemes or other methods.

As long as you can reach the immortal mountain, I will consider that you have won and give you a chance to save your mother. How about that?”

There was a hint of disappointment in Yang Jian’s eyes. He said firmly, “If I lose to anyone, I’ll be at your mercy.”

“Okay.”

Li Changshou slowly retreated and turned into a gust of wind that disappeared.

In front of him, the East Heaven Gate was already wide open. The three divine swords were gone, and the guards were nowhere to be seen. There was only an empty cloud path, like a fake Heaven Gate.

Yang Jian took a deep breath and quickly entered.

Behind him, Princess Long Ji looked worried. Ling Zhuzi followed on a cloud, looking a little depressed.

Ling Zhuzi was not acting just now. He had really tried his best…

Although it was also very lucky, Ling Zhuzi was clearly suppressed by Yang Jian’s cultivation technique, luck, and the essence blood of the witch. It was defeated after more than ten rounds.

It was really… uncomfortable.