Inside the Dragon Pit.
Guan Fenghua, having picked up the dragon whiskers, was enveloped in an unusual glow.
As the light dissipated, Guan Fenghua opened her eyes in confusion.
If anyone were present,
they would surely notice that Guan Fenghua's pupils were now blackish-blue.
Although the blackish-blue light flashed and disappeared upon opening her eyes,
it had truly existed.
"What is this..." Guan Fenghua touched her cheek, feeling somewhat lost.
She looked at the two dragon whiskers in her hand, which had turned to powder, and fell into memory.
Just now, her consciousness had been a bit hazy.
It felt as if something had entered her body when she grasped the dragon whiskers.
Guan Fenghua could feel a rotating mass of green light emitting wisps of black energy within her.
This situation
made Guan Fenghua recall something.
The current state within her was exactly like the Zhenqi hub that Luo Yiren had mentioned to her.
"Does this mean I've also become a martial arts master?" Guan Fenghua exclaimed excitedly.
The more she thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. Guan Fenghua suddenly held her breath, concentrated, and threw a punch into the air.
Boom!
A gust of wind erupted from her fist, charging forward with unstoppable force.
It directly smashed a small hole in the wall of the Dragon Pit!
Seeing this, a joyful smile spread across Guan Fenghua's face.
The time spent this night had truly not been in vain.
She had finally succeeded!
However, Guan Fenghua did not become complacent.
She knew it was not safe to linger, so she suppressed her excitement and quietly left the place before it got too bright.
...
On the other side.
Zhang Yang and the others returned to the villa and rested for a while.
Afterward, they gathered in the living room.
"Zhang Yang, are you leaving now? Isn't it too rushed?" Han Qingxuan asked.
When they had just returned from the Dragon Pit, while he was settling his wife Ning Xiang,
Zhang Yang had not been idle.
Following the method taught by Zhang Yingxiong, he used his Zhenqi to help Han Xiyao prolong her life.
At this moment,
although the dragon脉 in Jiangnan City had disappeared and Han Xiyao's connection to it was severed,
this did not mean Han Xiyao could awaken.
This was because there was still dragon脉 power within her that did not belong to her.
This power was something no one else could absorb.
The only solution was the Huà Lóng Shuǐ.
Only by finding the Huà Lóng Shuǐ could the dragon脉 power within Han Xiyao be separated.
Therefore, Han Xiyao's high fever had not subsided.
However, as her connection to the dragon脉 was severed, Zhang Yang's Zhenqi was sufficient to sustain Han Xiyao's life.
It could be said that
after a whole day of activity, Zhang Yang had not had a proper rest.
Now that it was just dawn, he was about to depart again.
"Uncle, Xiyao's current condition can be maintained for about a month."
"I will find the Huà Lóng Shuǐ within this month to restore Xiyao to normal," Zhang Yang said.
"Since there's a month, you don't need to rush this one day. How about leaving tomorrow?" Han Qingxuan suggested.
Last night,
they had experienced a fierce battle.
Apart from him benefiting from Ning Xiang and absorbing the dragon脉 power,
Zhang Yang, Jiang Pan, and He Ao were all injured.
"No need, these injuries will heal slowly. The sooner I leave, the sooner Xiyao can wake up," Zhang Yang shook his head.
He Ao and Jiang Pan had no objections to this decision.
Because Zhang Yang had already discussed it with them.
"Alright then..." Han Qingxuan no longer insisted.
"Uncle, I'll be leaving Xiyao in your care. We're leaving now," Zhang Yang said without delay, bidding farewell.
As he was about to leave the door,
he suddenly remembered Li Dabai and said,
"Also, Li Dabai, please keep an eye on him."
Han Qingxuan nodded and saw the three of them off.
"Don't worry, with me here in Jiangnan City, nothing will go wrong."
...
Jiangnan Airport.
Luo Yiren was waiting at the entrance of the airline terminal, carrying a purple suitcase.
Upon seeing Zhang Yang, her face immediately lit up with a smile.
"You're here, hurry up, the plane is about to take off."
"Sister Yiren, what's with your suitcase?" Zhang Yang asked, slightly puzzled.
"Of course, I'm going to Kyoto with you. I'd be bored alone in Jiangnan City," Luo Yiren blinked her beautiful eyes, her gaze flowing.
"Going together? When did I say I was taking you?" Zhang Yang said helplessly.
This morning, he had only asked Luo Yiren to help buy three plane tickets to Kyoto.
"You didn't say you wouldn't take me either. I don't care, I've already packed my luggage and bought the tickets."
Luo Yiren put her hands on her hips, acting shamelessly.
This was consistent with her usual style and was what Zhang Yang found most troublesome.
If he used force, he couldn't defeat Luo Yiren.
If he used gentleness, Luo Yiren could be forceful.
She was simply impervious to both.
"Zhang Yang, since Miss Luo wants to come along, let's go together. More people means more strength," He Ao said with a smile.
"Alright," Zhang Yang nodded helplessly.
The three followed the cheerful Luo Yiren and strode into the airport.
After collecting their tickets and boarding, the plane took off smoothly.
Luo Yiren had booked first-class tickets, and the seats were much more comfortable than economy class.
Zhang Yang sat with Luo Yiren, while He Ao and Jiang Pan sat in front of them.
"Zhang Yang, this flight is three hours long. Play with me for a while,"
After settling in, Luo Yiren whispered provocatively in Zhang Yang's ear.
Her breath was like orchid fragrance, making him feel weak.
Zhang Yang's heart fluttered, and he secretly blamed Luo Yiren for not considering the occasion.
"Sister Yiren, I'm tired. Let me sleep for a while."
After speaking, Zhang Yang covered his head with a blanket and went to sleep.
"How boring," Luo Yiren pouted.
However, she didn't disturb Zhang Yang's rest.
She knew Zhang Yang was likely genuinely tired, otherwise, he would have at least humored her a few words. m..oΓg
About half an hour into the flight.
Luo Yiren, bored, rested her chin on her hand and stared blankly.
Suddenly,
a man dressed in luxurious clothing and branded goods walked towards Luo Yiren.
The man struck a pose he thought was very handsome and offered a business card to Luo Yiren.
"Hello, beautiful. I'm from the Sun family in Kyoto. My name is Sun Zihao. Can we be friends?"
Sun Zihao always mentioned the Sun family when striking up conversations.
This was because the Sun family was a prominent and prestigious family in Kyoto.
Generally, people who could afford first-class tickets to Kyoto had heard of the Sun family.
Therefore, Sun Zihao liked to use the Sun family's name to pick up women on planes.
This was much more interesting than dating celebrities or escorts.
Sun Zihao had always found this tactic successful.
This move had a very high success rate with ordinary women.
This was because Sun Zihao was also quite handsome, and coupled with the Sun family's name,
it naturally made many women wish to soar to the heavens and become a phoenix.
However,
this time Sun Zihao's plan went awry.
Luo Yiren completely ignored him, merely glancing at Sun Zihao indifferently.
She showed no intention of engaging, not even taking the business card Sun Zihao held out.
This act of offering a warm welcome to a cold reception made Sun Zihao somewhat embarrassed.
Damn it.
He had failed.
He hadn't felt this way in many years.
But he had to admit, that one glance from Luo Yiren had already captivated Sun Zihao.
Her eyes were truly alluring; he had to have her!
"Beautiful, I'm from the Sun family, the Sun family of Kyoto. Are you really not going to be friends with me?" Sun Zihao emphasized.
"Oh."
Luo Yiren replied listlessly and said nothing more.
Another failure!
Looking at the eyes of the first-class passengers converging on him, Sun Zihao felt a bit embarrassed.
However, he did not give up.
He coughed twice, thinking of something to pique Luo Yiren's interest.
Suddenly,
Sun Zihao noticed Luo Yiren's gaze fixed on the man covered with a blanket beside her, and he secretly thought of a possibility.
This man must be this beautiful woman's boyfriend.
Perhaps she was hesitant to talk to him too much because her boyfriend was present?
Sun Zihao had encountered such situations before.
The more he analyzed it, the more likely it seemed.
Otherwise,
wouldn't Luo Yiren have been charmingly flirting with him just now?
It must be because of this man that the beautiful woman dared not interact with him too much.
Thinking of this,
Sun Zihao initially intended to act himself, but then he felt it might be beneath his status.
He snapped his fingers.
Soon,
from a row of seats further back in the first-class cabin,
four men dressed in black combat attire walked over.
These four were guards assigned to Sun Zihao by the Sun family, and their strength was all at the Nei Jia Qi Jing realm.
Bang bang.
With the guards in place, Sun Zihao patted the seat and shouted at Zhang Yang.
"Hey, wake up, this young master wants to switch seats with you. Get up."
Zhang Yang, who was sleeping soundly under the blanket, showed no reaction.
Luo Yiren beside him did not try to dissuade him either.
There was still over an hour until they reached Kyoto Airport.
Since Sun Zihao was foolishly seeking trouble, Luo Yiren naturally wouldn't refuse.
She even smiled charmingly at Sun Zihao, as if cheering him on.
This smile
truly struck a chord with Sun Zihao.
A smile that could topple cities, it was indeed true.
Sun Zihao became even more convinced of his thoughts.
Luo Yiren must be hesitant to interact with him because her boyfriend was present.
"Damn it, how dare you ignore me! You guys, grab him!" Sun Zihao commanded imperiously.
The bodyguards behind him immediately stepped forward.
Seeing this,
Jiang Pan, sitting next to them, was about to make a move, but He Ao stopped him.
"Old friend, no need to interfere with the affairs of the young. Especially with people from the Sun family."
Jiang Pan pondered for a moment and finally decided not to intervene.
As for Zhang Yang,
when the blanket covering him was pulled off by Sun Zihao's bodyguard, he opened his eyes.
Being woken up while sleeping soundly, no one would be in a good mood.
"Who are you?" Zhang Yang stared at Sun Zihao and said in a deep voice.
"This young master is Sun Zihao, the young master of the Sun family in Kyoto. I've taken a liking to this seat, so you can move to the back," Sun Zihao said proudly.
"You've taken a liking to my seat?" Zhang Yang frowned, glancing at Luo Yiren beside him, and guessed the situation.
"If you don't move, get lost!"
"You!" Sun Zihao was instantly enraged, not expecting Zhang Yang to have such a temper.
Just as he was about to order his bodyguards to teach Zhang Yang a lesson,
a young woman sitting next to Zhang Yang suddenly spoke.
"Sun Zihao, behave yourself and don't disturb my rest."
The young woman who spoke closed the magazine she was reading, revealing her stunningly beautiful face.
Hearing someone speak up to help him, Zhang Yang immediately turned his head to look.
He was somewhat surprised.
This woman had exquisite features and a standard oval face, her beauty rivaling Luo Yiren's.
Who is this?
Zhang Yang wondered to himself.
This woman clearly knew Sun Zihao, otherwise, she wouldn't speak to him like that.
But he didn't know her, so why was she helping him?
"Zhao Linglong? Why are you on the plane too? What are you doing in Jiangnan City?" Sun Zihao asked in surprise.
He hadn't expected Zhao Linglong to be on the same flight and hadn't noticed her when boarding.
"You know the answer as well as I do. Whatever you're doing in Jiangnan City, that's what I'm doing here."
Zhao Linglong closed her magazine and waved her hand impatiently, "Go back to your seat quickly. Don't disgrace the Sun family's reputation by chasing girls with the family name all day."
"You!" Sun Zihao pointed at her, wanting to retort but finding no reason.
His peripheral vision caught Luo Yiren beside him.
Seeing her secretly smiling, he felt a surge of anger and embarrassment.
"Zhao Linglong, my business is none of your concern. Shut your mouth!" Sun Zihao said angrily.
"Hopeless. Do as you please," Zhao Linglong frowned, but said nothing more.
She had just arrived in Jiangnan City from Kyoto last night and, for some reason, had decided to return early.
She simply couldn't stand Sun Zihao's scumbag behavior, which was why she had spoken up to dissuade him.
Since he wouldn't listen, she let it be.
Having intimidated Zhao Linglong, Sun Zihao felt very proud.
He subconsciously glanced at Luo Yiren, as if to tell her.
See?
This is my influence, Sun Zihao.
When I get angry, no one dares to object.
Luo Yiren also cooperatively gave him a smile again.
This woman was truly one who enjoyed chaos.
With just this smile,
Sun Zihao probably felt excited enough to plow three mu of land overnight.
However,
just as Sun Zihao was about to seize the opportunity to drive Zhang Yang away,
something unexpected happened in the first-class cabin.
Instantly,
everyone felt a terrifying pressure enveloping them.
Ordinary passengers were trembling with fear, their backs chilling.
The four bodyguards beside Sun Zihao also became vigilant.
As for Sun Zihao himself, it was even more so.
He was only at the Nei Jia Qi Jing realm; if he hadn't been holding onto the seat, his legs would have been trembling.
Is this the power of the Yin Yuan realm?
Zhang Yang, Jiang Pan, He Ao, and Luo Yiren all became interested.
Their gazes turned towards the bearded man who had emerged from his seat.
"Heh heh, I didn't expect Big Brother's guess to be right. This flight can indeed catch big fish, and not just one, but two." The bearded man sneered.
As he stood up, his accomplice also headed straight for the plane's cockpit.
"Who are you? Are you trying to hijack the plane?" Sun Zihao asked calmly, not knowing the other party's strength.
He even felt a little smug.
This opportunity for a hero to save the damsel was coming at the perfect time.
However, his brainless behavior made his four bodyguards silently lament.
Can't this foolish young master of the landlord family see that the other party is very strong?
"Heh heh, Young Master Sun is so smart. I am indeed planning to hijack the plane," the bearded man was amused by Sun Zihao.
"Hijack the plane? You? You're not worthy! You guys, go and capture him!" Sun Zihao confidently waved his hand.
But this time,
his wave received no response. The Sun family guards looked solemn and protected Sun Zihao.
They dared not act rashly.
The bearded man, on the other hand, strode forward.
He decided to strike first!
With a few swift moves, he dealt with the guards around Sun Zihao.
"Young Master Sun's abilities are not great, but his tone is quite loud. Compared to your brother, you're far behind," the bearded man said with a cruel smile.
As if performing magic, he took out a rope from his back, kicked Sun Zihao to the ground, and tied him up with the rope, forcing him to kneel.
Coincidentally,
Sun Zihao was kneeling in the direction of Zhang Yang.
"You!"
*Slap!*
"Shut up, if you dare to say another word, do you believe I'll let some blood out of you?" the bearded man threatened with murderous intent.
After dealing with Sun Zihao, the bearded man did not stop.
He took another step.
And walked towards Zhao Linglong...