Invincible Divine Sword

Chapter 245: In My Eyes, He’s Just a Tuft of Hair

No wonder Guo Hong was so confident.

Ever since he entered the Divine Dragon Empire, even the peak of the Martial Ancestor’s tenth layer could hardly withstand a single move from him!

Let alone Yang Xiaotian, who had just stepped into the Martial Ancestor Realm a year ago?

Seeing this, Wu You attempted to speak again, but Guo Hong, impatient, said, “Enough, don’t disturb my pleasure of drinking.” Then he led a large group of followers into the Green Lotus Tavern.

Wu You could only swallow back his words.

An hour later.

When Yang Xiaotian arrived at the Imperial Capital, the sky had already brightened.

He retracted the Black Flood Dragon King and entered the Imperial Capital.

Dressed in a black battle robe and wearing a ghost-faced mask, the Barefoot Elder Demon, Tian Zhengyi, and three others followed behind Yang Xiaotian.

Because the Barefoot Elder Demon and his group were wearing ghost-faced masks, they were stopped by the city gate guards upon entering the Imperial Capital. However, when Yang Xiaotian presented Qingxuan’s Heavenly Dragon Pendant, all the city gate guards prostrated themselves on the ground.

Strong figures from various Sects passing by could not help but glance sideways.

Only after Yang Xiaotian and the Barefoot Elder Demon had left far behind did these city gate guards dare to rise to their feet.

“Who is he? Could he be the son of some high-ranking minister?” Seeing the city gate guards prostrated, a Sect Disciple asked in amazement as he watched Yang Xiaotian’s retreating figure.

“Yang Xiaotian,” a Sect Elder said solemnly.

The Sect Disciple took a sharp breath, “The Youth Martial God! Divine Yang!”

“He is also the Youth Medicine God!” the Sect Elder said reverently, watching Yang Xiaotian’s departing figure.

Since the Empire’s Pharmacist Competition, Yang Xiaotian had been known as the Youth Medicine God.

After the True Dragon examination, Yang Xiaotian acquired another title, Youth Martial God!

Combine the titles of Youth Medicine God and Youth Martial Soul, and he is known as Divine Yang!

He was also the only youth in the Divine Dragon Empire to be called divine by the strong figures of the various Sects!

“So that’s Divine Yang!” A disciple, informed of Yang Xiaotian’s identity, even bowed excitedly toward Yang Xiaotian, with eyes filled with fervent adoration.

Mustering Divine Flame, he refined Profound Level Elixirs within the Martial King Realm!

Forming the unique Divine Elixir of all ages, either achievement alone was enough to make numerous Sect Disciples in the Divine Dragon Empire worship Yang Xiaotian fanatically.

“That is Divine Yang!”

“Divine Yang Young Master!”

Quickly, the news of Yang Xiaotian’s arrival in the Imperial Capital spread, instantly creating a sensation throughout the city.

As Yang Xiaotian walked down the streets, Sect Disciples and family Disciples bowed deeply and shouted excitedly.

Some, like the previous disciples, even knelt down in their excitement.

Several female disciples, upon learning of Yang Xiaotian’s arrival, also ran out excitedly from courtyards and pavilions.

“Divine Yang! Divine Yang!”

“He’s so handsome.”

“Absolutely dashing!”

“Cute in a dashing way.”

The female disciples excitedly shed tears of admiration.

“Divine Yang, I love you!” Even some female disciples started to call out, just like Qingxuan, coquettishly chanting.

“Divine Yang, we love you!” One female disciple after another became bold, placing their hands on their cherry lips and shouting vigorously.

The Barefoot Elder Demon, Tian Zhengyi, and the other three never expected Yang Xiaotian’s arrival to cause such a sensation in the Imperial Capital, or to drive the various Sects and family disciples to such madness.

Only then did they truly appreciate Yang Xiaotian’s status in the hearts of all the disciples in their Divine Dragon Empire.

Feeling the excitement and enthusiasm of the crowd around Yang Xiaotian, they were drenched in cold sweat, overcome with a deep sense of guilt. Thankfully, they hadn’t gone through with killing Yang Xiaotian, for if they had, they would have become the eternal sinners of the Divine Dragon Empire.

Even Yang Xiaotian hadn’t expected that the disciples from the various sects would be so agitated.

“Everyone, please stand up.” Looking at the disciples who were excitedly kneeling down, Yang Xiaotian spoke and then exerted a force to lift everyone up.

“Divine Yang is so handsome.” This move elicited even more screams from the female disciples.

Approaching his twelfth year, with a handsome appearance, and considering his legendary deeds, to these female disciples, every move he made was deemed handsome.

Hearing those female disciples scream, Yang Xiaotian sweated.

At that moment, Guo Hong was enjoying his drinks at the Green Lotus Tavern, drinking merrily when suddenly, he heard a commotion outside. Many disciples were eagerly making their way out, prompting his curiosity.

“Find out what’s going on,” Guo Hong instructed his subordinate.

Soon, his subordinate returned and reported: “Your Highness, it’s Yang Xiaotian.”

“Yang Xiaotian!” Guo Hong straightened up.

“Yes, Yang Xiaotian has arrived at the Imperial Capital. His arrival has caused a stir and excitement among the disciples of the major sects in the Imperial Capital. The many disciples who just left the tavern went to see him,” his subordinate said bowing.

Upon hearing this, Guo Hong’s brow furrowed; he hadn’t expected Yang Xiaotian to have such high renown in the Divine Dragon Empire.

Hearing the excited shouts of “Divine Yang” outside, Guo Hong slammed his wine cup into the table and stood up, saying coldly, “A Divine Elixir? Let’s go out and meet this Yang Xiaotian.”

He then walked out of the tavern with a group of his followers.

Wu You, who was outside, saw this and also followed with his own group of followers.

In the courtyard behind the Green Lotus Tavern, Li Qianqian and Gu Shaozong were busy studying Alchemy techniques when they suddenly heard the excited shouts for Divine Yang outside, causing them to pause.

“Yang Xiaotian!” Gu Shaozong’s face was as dark as water.

“Let’s go out and see,” Li Qianqian said in a grave tone.

For over a year, the two had been studying Alchemy techniques day and night, aiming to improve their Alchemy Level, all with the goal of one day defeating Yang Xiaotian.

Especially Gu Shaozong, who had always been looking for an opportunity to compete again with Yang Xiaotian in Alchemy.

So, the two left the Green Lotus Tavern.

When they got outside, they saw numerous disciples rushing forward in the streets.

The two also followed the crowd and moved forward.

Seeing the excited expressions of the crowd, Gu Shaozong’s face grew even darker.

Meanwhile, as Yang Xiaotian was moving forward, Guo Hong approached from the other end of the street with a large group of followers.

With a host of masters from the Four States Empire behind him, Guo Hong stood out in the crowd, and Yang Xiaotian could see him coming from afar.

Guo Hong, too, had spotted Yang Xiaotian from a distance.

“Young Master, those are people from the Four States Empire,” said Tian Zhengyi, the master of Assassin Tower.

Yang Xiaotian’s gaze sharpened. Given that they were from the Four States Empire, the identity of the approaching youth was clear.

At fifteen or sixteen years old and tall in stature, Guo Hong quickly approached Yang Xiaotian.

“Yang Xiaotian,” Guo Hong regarded him with an almost condescending gaze, his hand fluttering a jade fan picked up from some cave dwelling.

“Guo Hong,” replied Yang Xiaotian calmly.

“How audacious!” rebuked a master from the Emperor Realm who was following Guo Hong. “In the presence of our Crown Prince, you don’t show respect and yet dare to address our Crown Prince by his name!”

“Crown Prince?” Yang Xiaotian responded coldly. “He may be the Crown Prince of your Four States Empire, not ours, of the Divine Dragon Empire. In my eyes, he is nothing but a tuft of hair.”

A tuft of hair?

The people of the Divine Dragon Empire turned to look at the shiny tuft of hair on Guo Hong’s head, and could not help laughing out loud.

Hearing their Crown Prince referred to as a tuft of hair by Yang Xiaotian, the masters from the Four States Empire were furious and drew their swords one after another.