The martial artist on the unicorn horse shook his whip, and the little ghost baby seemed to be a heavy object thrown into the air, and suddenly came towards the direction where Ye Xiangyang was.
The child had just had some of his soul essence extracted by the ghost clan's unique whip, and he looked extremely weak. If he fell, big problems might arise.
Ye Xiangyang was not able to take action yet. He had just arrived at the location of the ghost clan and had yet to achieve his goal. He did not want to expose his whereabouts. If he was exposed, his plan to find his parents, rescue them, and find out the strength of the ghost clan would all go to waste.
Of course, Ye Xiangyang didn't want the ghost child to be harmed. After all, children are children, and no matter what race the child is from, there is nothing wrong with it.
Once his whereabouts were discovered, and looking at the strict system of the ghost clan, he would definitely come into conflict with the monster family; if he ignored this child, Ye Xiangyang would also feel guilty.
Ye Xiangyang quietly floated his spiritual power, like a hand, gently holding up the child, allowing him to shift slightly in the direction of flight, and then slowly land about three feet to his right and five feet behind him.
The martial artist on the horse did not notice Ye Xiangyang's actions. He was a little surprised and did not pay attention to the rhythm of the unicorn's forward movement.
When the horse team passed by, the little boy's mother hugged her child and tears fell down.
None of these people blamed the Guai family, as if everything they did was right.
The ghost clan's oppression of the lower classes is even worse than that of the human clan. Perhaps this is the reason why they live in such a dark environment, causing their hearts to become distorted and changed.
"Oh my, the monsters are here, their unicorns are so majestic."
"Yeah, look at all those unicorns and that huge luxury car, it's really majestic."
"Impressive, of course. They are a big family and a powerful force in our clan. I heard that the Ghost Clan already has the strength to challenge the top four families, or even the top three."
"Wow, in that case, doesn't that mean the monster tribe is even more powerful?"
Ye Xiangyang was stunned: Oh my god, the ghosts are even more snobbish than humans, and no one spoke a word for that little kid.
While thinking, Ye Xiangyang came towards Mingfeng City.
Gray, gloomy, and sinister, this is the environment of the ghost clan. It is daytime, and there is a bright moon hanging in the sky. This is the sun for the ghost clan, but it is definitely the moon for the human clan.
The houses in the city are all gloomy, and the gray houses are well built.
There were gusts of cold wind in Mingfeng City, blowing on him, making him feel a little creepy.
Ye Xiangyang had already sent a letter to Yu Qianqiang, telling him that he had arrived in Mingfeng City and asked Yu Qianqiang to come and greet him.
Ye Xiangyang was wandering on the street and saw a teahouse called Qingming Teahouse.
I strolled to the Qingming Teahouse, ordered a cup of tea, sat in the teahouse and began to drink the tea slowly.
There were many ghost characters with different appearances and shadowy figures sitting in the teahouse. They were all souls, so some of them seemed ethereal and unreal, and some seemed illusory.
"Brother, the people from the strange family are here today. Have you heard about it?"
"I heard that there are more than a hundred tall and fine horses coming, and many experts have come. Hehehe, whether the Yu family can escape this disaster this time is really uncertain."
"Uh, what does this have to do with the Yu family?"
"Tsk, you don't even know that Yu Qianqiang, the son of the Yu family, won the third place in the Yao family's medicine competition and became a figure that all eight families are looking forward to. The eldest son of the Guai family came here to kill two birds with one stone. He wanted to marry Yu Qianqiang's sister, Yu Mingxiu, and also bring Yu Qianqiang to their family as a pharmacist to make medicine for their family."
"Hehehe, is the talented pharmacist that the Yu family has finally produced after so many years going to be taken away by a weird family?"
"Who knows? It's hard to predict. I heard that Yu Qianqiang was going to participate in the pill selection competition, but the Yu family didn't want him to go. He fought for fame, but the family wasn't very happy."
"Humph, the Yu family is short-sighted. They only think about their own orthodox bloodline, but they don't think that only when one person in their family truly rises can the Yu family become a first-class family."
"Stop talking, stop talking, the Yu family is here."
When Ye Xiangyang heard this, he couldn't help but feel deeply moved. He never thought that Yu Qianqiang, this guy who looked very arrogant and opposed him everywhere, actually had such an inspirational story within the ghost clan. It seemed that he was not a real rich young man.
At the entrance of the teahouse, several people came hurriedly. They were all burly men, strong and powerful, with an air of gangsters who were fearless.
These people strode into the teahouse and shouted to the owner: "Old man, give us the best tea. Hurry up, you fucking better."
Dr. Tea's face was full of black lines. These scoundrels came to his small shop to eat and drink for free. He was old and frail, so he couldn't argue with them.
However, I only run a small business, and I can't afford to eat and drink like that. I want to not give them anything, but I can't stop them from causing trouble.
The tea doctor cured them helplessly and made tea for them.
When these people saw that there was a dark-skinned guy in his forties sitting at the table where they usually sat, the leader came to the table and chuckled, "Hey, kid, you are really brave to sit at the table I reserved."
Ye Xiangyang then remembered that when he entered the teahouse, many people had strange expressions on their faces when they saw him sitting at this table. It seemed that they all knew that this table belonged to these hooligans.
These scoundrels are only at the realm of attaching objects. With such cultivation, they can only bully the common people in the small town.
"You bastard, don't you see who I am? How dare you talk to me like that? Are you looking for death?" Although Ye Xiangyang's appearance had changed, he was after all on equal footing with the Emperor. He founded the Xiangyang Society and was the deputy leader of the Yuhua Palace. His aura was still there.
As soon as these words came out, a tremendous momentum came down, and these people were shocked, as if a huge object weighing thousands of pounds had suddenly fallen on them.
However, when Ye Xiangyang drank tea, this pressure disappeared again.
These people all felt a fear from the bottom of their hearts, and they were all sweating.
When some people in the teahouse saw Ye Xiangyang say something softly, they began to sweat all over, trembling with sweat, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.
When these people woke up, they looked at Ye Xiangyang again. They did not see how high Ye Xiangyang's cultivation level was. He seemed to be just an old-fashioned guy with no cultivation. The scene just now made them feel humiliated.
The leading man was furious and said, "Old man, you are courting death."
After saying this, he raised his fist to hit Ye Xiangyang. When he raised his fist, the wind from his fist whistled, and it really had the force of a thousand pounds. Coupled with his strong back and powerful aura, it really made people feel terrified.
Some people watched Ye Xiangyang sitting in his seat leisurely, drinking tea leisurely, and they were secretly anxious in their hearts:
"I say, can't you see this guy is about to hit you on the head with his fist, and you still have the mind to drink tea?"
"Does this person have something to rely on, or is he out of his mind?"
"The force of one punch is about a thousand pounds. If I don't kill him with one punch, his soul will fly away."
It’s over, it’s over, this person is finished.
Someone even said, "That black-faced man, you better hide away. It's no joke if we hit you."
The leader among the hooligans had a ferocious look on his face. He wanted to beat Ye Xiangyang to death with one punch to avenge himself.
Ye Xiangyang said calmly: "If you guys want to die, you can do it."
The leader of the gang was about to throw a punch, but he stopped himself: "Who are you? Don't scare me with such big words. Who are you, old man? You are playing tricks on me."
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly: "My last name is Yu."
Bang! The scoundrel boss quickly put away his fist and stared at Ye Xiangyang. The surname Yu made this more important: "What's your name?"
Ye Xiangyang didn't know who the Yu family was, so he made up a name: "My name is Yu Fengyun."
Just after he finished saying this, the third ruffian, the one with a big belly and a bulging chest, laughed loudly: "Brother, this person is an imposter. There is no such person as Yu Fengyun in our Yu family. I know it very clearly."
He stared at Ye Xiangyang and sneered, "Do you know who I am? How dare you pretend to be from our Yu family? I am Yu Fengyu."
Ye Xiangyang smiled faintly: "Whether I am a member of the Yu family or not is easy to figure out. Yu Qianqiang will be here in less than five breaths. You can just ask him then."
Yu Fengyu laughed even louder: "Yu Qianqiang is here, he will come to this small teahouse, are you kidding? Yu Qianqiang is now the core figure of the Yu family, a big shot who can lead the Yu family to rapid progress. If he wants to go, he will go to those good teahouses. It's a joke that he comes to this teahouse."
"Hehehe, kid, you are smart, but you don't know Yu Qianqiang, the family genius. He won the third place in the Yao Family Alchemy Competition. He is a powerful figure in the Yu family. If he wants to go, he will go to Baiyun Pavilion to drink tea. Why would he come to this small place?"
"If Yu Qianqiang comes in five breaths, we will kowtow to you. If he doesn't come, we will destroy you today."
The leader of the hooligans had a ferocious look on his face. He stared at Ye Xiangyang like a beast staring at its captured prey, full of mockery.
Many people felt depressed. It was impossible for Yu Qianqiang to come to this teahouse. That young master would never come to such a low-quality teahouse. What did this mean
This means that this man named Yu Fengyun can only be severely beaten by these hooligans.
At this moment, the door creaked and opened, and an extremely powerful aura came to the small teahouse.
People were stunned when they saw this handsome young man in a grey Taoist robe entering the teahouse.
The visitor glanced towards the teahouse and found where Ye Xiangyang was.
"Yu Qianqiang, he is Yu Qianqiang."
"Oh, who would have thought that Yu Qianqiang would come to this teahouse."
"Yes, the genius pharmacist, didn't he say that he would never come to a small teahouse like this? Why is he here?"
Ps: It’s Saturday and three updates will be delivered. No need to make up for it. Just work hard on writing and try to finish the three updates tomorrow morning.