Chapter 15

On July 25th, the Yang family, a prominent clan in Baiyang Town, held a grand family assembly, inviting all local forces to attend.

In the martial arts courtyard of the eastern part of the Yang family, seats were arranged in order. It was already past noon, and the guests had finished their meals. The main event of the family assembly was the martial arts competition among the young disciples of the Yang family. This was a public test of the clan's young generation's cultivation and a means for the two major families in Baiyang Town to showcase their authority to various forces.

In front of several martial arts platforms, there was a high platform where the seats of the Yang family elders were located. The Yang family was a rising force in Baiyang Town, with a small number of members. In the center sat an old man with white hair, sharp eyes, and a robust figure, who was the patriarch of the Yang family.

The rest of the Yang family members, including Yang Qingxuan and Yang Xueqing, sat beside the patriarch.

Beside Yang Xueqing, representatives from the Bai family were seated. The head of the Bai family did not come; instead, the third and fourth sons, Bai Zhanxiong and Bai Jiaosi, attended, along with a young expert standing behind Bai Zhanxiong. This young expert was Bai Shiji, who was pursuing Yang Lingyue. Bai Shiji was the elder brother of Bai Shixun and the eldest son of Bai Zhanxiong, and his strength was renowned among the young generation in Baiyang Town.

Other small forces in Baiyang Town were seated in order, while other members of the Yang family had no seats and watched from the periphery of the martial arts platforms.

At this moment, the Yang family patriarch smiled at Bai Zhanxiong and said, "Old Bai and I are brothers in life and death. You don't need to be so formal, Zhanxiong. I'm busy with the family assembly, and I'm afraid I can't entertain you well. Let Qing'er keep you company."

Bai Zhanxiong quickly smiled and replied, "I often come to the Yang family, and Qing'er has always been my companion. I'm already familiar with everything. Uncle Yang, just focus on the family assembly. We also want to broaden our horizons and see the outstanding talents of the young generation of the Yang family."

Beside him, Yang Xueqing looked at Bai Zhanxiong, her smile filled with affection.

On the martial arts platform, the matches were extremely exciting. The competition used an elimination system, and the strong fighters advanced through the rounds. The audience continuously praised the performances, and even the Bai and Yang families nodded in approval of the young generation's strength.

Yang Qingxuan, the eldest son of the Yang family, turned to look at a young man behind him and asked, "Wu'er, what do you think?"

This young man looked very similar to Yang Qingxuan, with a rugged face and a straight back, making him a rare young expert. He was the first among the young generation of the Yang family—Yang Wu.

He had already obtained the Dragon Seal and had been cultivating for some time.

"Lingyue is the only one at the sixth level of the Dragon Vein Realm, which is very good. However, I was very surprised to see Lingqing easily defeat Yang Qiong just now. From the look of it, Lingqing seems to have fully mastered the Meteor Fist, and breaking through to the sixth level of the Dragon Vein Realm is just a matter of time. But she still isn't a match for Lingyue this time."

Yang Wu's insight was clear, and Yang Qingxuan nodded. "Where is the second son? Although he doesn't have a son, his daughter is very outstanding, which should bring him some comfort."

A cold light flashed in Yang Wu's eyes. "Uncle Two left early, probably because he was touched by the scene. Father, I haven't seen Uncle Three's son many times, but I've heard he's like a servant. How could he defeat Zhan'er? I can't understand it."

"Perhaps he has been enduring humiliation and hiding his strength. Otherwise, who could suddenly improve to the third level of the Dragon Vein Realm? But he does have good talent, unfortunately... his fate is not good."

"Good talent or not, if his intentions are not right and he plots against his brothers, he deserves to be executed. By the way, Father, he once said he would defeat Lingyue at the family assembly. Do you think he will show up today?"

Yang Qingxuan smiled. "It's just a lie to deceive Lingyue, not worth mentioning. The second son wants his life, so how could he dare to come back? That would be courting death."

Just as Yang Wu was about to speak, someone in the field announced.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the final stage of the young generation's martial arts competition of our Yang family has arrived. The two outstanding individuals will face off in the final battle, and the winner will receive our Yang family's highest secret manual—the Dragon Seal."

"The final battle participants are—Yang Lingyue and Yang Lingqing!"

Bai Zhanxiong smiled faintly. "Sister Qing, the women of the Yang family are indeed remarkable. The final battle is between two women."

Hearing Bai Zhanxiong's indirect praise, Yang Xueqing felt sweet inside. "The young generation of the Bai family is even more impressive. Shiji is already at the seventh level of the Dragon Vein Realm, and your elder brother's son is known as the strongest among the young generation in Baiyang Town. Even Xiao Wu falls short in comparison."

"Shen'er is indeed a good child, almost catching up to me."

In the field, Yang Lingqing glanced at the audience. The person she was thinking about was not there.

"He really didn't dare to come, I guess. It makes sense; who would risk their life to fulfill a bet?"

In the audience, the young generation discussed.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Of course, it's Sister Lingyue. There's a whole level difference."

"Sister Lingyue getting the Dragon Seal is well-deserved."

"Do you remember that guy who said he would challenge Sister Lingyue at the family assembly? I said back then that he was lying to get Sister Lingyue to spare him. Now it's proven, right?"

"Go away, everyone knows it's a joke. Do you need to say it?"

In the field, Yang Lingyue and Yang Lingqing had already started the battle.

"Meteor Fist!"

"Nine Finger Wind Demon!"

Huge starlight roared across the entire martial arts platform. Yang Lingqing had been practicing hard for years, and this punch unleashed all her strength at the fifth level of the Dragon Vein Realm. With the guidance of Long Chen, this Meteor Fist had almost reached the power of the sixth level of the Dragon Vein Realm!

Yang Lingyue was slightly surprised by this Meteor Fist. She thought to herself, "Lingqing is two years younger than me. In two years, she will likely reach the sixth level of the Dragon Vein Realm. The cultivation she will receive will surely surpass mine, which is not a good thing."

Outside the field, Yang Xueqing frowned. "Lingqing has made rapid progress. Yue'er feels threatened and has even used the Nine Finger Wind Demon."

When the Nine Finger Wind Demon was unleashed, the audience burst into applause.

The patriarch of the Yang family watched the field with keen eyes.

"These two young ones have cultivated their martial arts techniques well. Yue'er can continuously use the Nine Finger Wind Demon seven times, and Lingqing has mastered the Meteor Fist, innovating and improving it. If their true qi were equal, Lingqing might have the upper hand."

The patriarch of the Yang family was powerful, and he could see the situation clearly. He suddenly thought of someone and looked around.

"That little guy who learned the Meteor Fist in three days probably won't come. For him, the Yang family is a dangerous place..."

Long Chen's estimation was correct. Although he had killed Yang Zhan, the fact that he learned the Meteor Fist in three days still shocked the patriarch.

The Nine Finger Wind Demon, driven by Yang Lingyue's powerful true qi, gradually wore down Yang Lingqing's Meteor Fist. Yang Lingqing was drenched in sweat, desperately trying to summon her true qi, but her opponent was too strong. After the fifth finger of the Nine Finger Wind Demon, Yang Lingqing could no longer resist and was knocked off the martial arts platform.

The winner was clear. Yang Lingyue stood on the platform with a smile, and the audience erupted in applause. On the platform, the Yang family patriarch and others also smiled.

Especially Yang Lingyue's father, the eldest son of the Yang family, Yang Qingxuan, who was beaming.

"The champion of the young generation's martial arts competition today is—Yang Lingyue!"

Bai Zhanxiong and Yang Xueqing exchanged smiles. "Lingyue has achieved this today thanks to your guidance, showing the spirit of a woman who can match any man!"

Yang Xueqing smiled faintly. "Brother Bai, you flatter me. Guiding the young generation is my duty."

She watched the excited Yang Lingyue in the field and felt very happy. She had heard about Long Chen's bet and was previously worried that he might come, but now it seemed he was a coward.

"He's just like his father, all talk and no action."

Beside her, Bai Zhanxiong and his two sons were much more satisfactory to Yang Xueqing, especially the eldest son, Bai Shiji, who was polite to her. As for the younger son, she thought of that incident, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

"If I find out who did such a cruel thing, I will make sure they pay with their life!"

At this moment, the Yang family patriarch stood up and laughed, lightly stepping onto the martial arts platform. Everyone could see the sheepskin secret manual in his hand, which was the Yang family's Dragon Seal.

Some of the smaller forces couldn't help but look enviously.

The patriarch of the Yang family looked kindly at Yang Lingyue and said, "Little Yue, today you have won the championship. Grandfather will give you the Dragon Seal. I hope you will work hard, break through to the seventh level of the Dragon Vein Realm as soon as possible, and revitalize our Yang family!"

"Yes, Yue thanks Grandfather and all the elders!"

The thing she had longed for was right in front of her, and Yang Lingyue was naturally very excited.

Outside the field, Yang Lingqing watched this scene with a bitter heart, as it was also something she had longed for.

"Since I can't get the Dragon Seal this time, I will have to work hard to break through to the sixth level of the Dragon Vein Realm. That might give me a chance."

Suddenly, her shoulder was tapped. Yang Lingqing thought it was one of the other sisters and turned around. Seeing the other person's faint smile, she was stunned.

"You... you really came back?!"