Chapter 117
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Chapter 117: A Generation of Con Artists
People could only assume that Zhang Yang was crazy—there was no other explanation for his seemingly suicidal actions.
One man challenging the entire new generation of the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land?
It was unheard of. No one had ever thought of such a thing, let alone dared to do it.
Liu Feijue, already seething with frustration, seized the chance to mock him.
“Zhang Yang is doomed! A country bumpkin like you thought you could outsmart me with your schemes and tricks, and now you dare to challenge a holy land with over ten thousand years of heritage? You’re looking for death! I completely agree! Hahaha! I will definitely watch the battle—I want to see you get killed!”
That night, he made another grand gesture, declaring that all expenses at the Embrace Moon Tower and Moonview Tower would be covered to celebrate Zhang Yang’s impending doom.
Zhang Yang, upon hearing this, nearly drooled. If Yuluan hadn’t firmly pushed him to continue training, he would have surely gone to enjoy a meal.
That night, Liu Feijue got drunk at the Embrace Moon Tower, cheering wildly.
That night, Yi Ren Zui seized the opportunity to rake in over six million spirit stones and was utterly astonished by the news.
At first, she thought it was a joke and sent someone to investigate.
After confirming it, she remained silent for a long time, lost in thought.
She couldn’t understand how Zhang Yang had found the courage to challenge the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land’s entire generation.
Of course, she acknowledged that Zhang Yang’s combat prowess was terrifying—his battle in front of the Moonview Tower had been nothing short of spectacular. But that fight had occurred within the confines of a specific realm, limiting the playing field. The Golden Cauldron Sacred Land wouldn’t be foolish enough to restrict themselves in the same way.
In a life-and-death battle, no one cared about fairness.
She did not believe Zhang Yang was blindly seeking death. If that were the case, how had he managed to force Liu Feijue into such a miserable state?
The only logical explanation was that Zhang Yang had concealed his true realm during the battle at the Moonview Tower.
Nothing else made sense.
“This guy really is a con artist.”
“His traps are so interconnected that it’s impossible to guard against them.”
If Zhang Yang knew people were calling him a con artist, he would surely feel wronged. But no one would believe that he had advanced his realm so dramatically in just three days.
Yi Ren Zui swirled her wine glass, murmuring to herself, “The holy son of the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land, Jiang Chao, is the deputy leader of the Demon Slayer Team. His realm is slightly lower than that of the former Seventh Prince, but in terms of combat power, he isn’t necessarily weaker. It’s said that his true realm is already at the Ascending to Heaven stage.”
She sighed. “Zhang Yang, even if you’ve been hiding your realm, how much stronger can you be? Do you really think you can surpass two or three minor realms and still defeat Holy Son Jiang Chao? And let’s not forget—the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land has many other geniuses.”
“I’m really curious to see how you plan to pull this off.”
Zhang Yang, oblivious to the growing discussion, was still trapped at the door by Yuluan, forced to continue his training.
Meanwhile, Xue Feishuang debated whether she should intervene to protect Zhang Yang. However, there were too many other matters demanding her attention.
It wasn’t until Liu Feikong visited again that Zhang Yang was finally let out.
Zhang Yang’s mind was filled with anticipation for his battle against the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land’s generation. He was so excited that he completely forgot about his agreement with Liu Feikong.
To his surprise, the next day, Liu Feikong delivered ten Great Xia Martial Lord Seals.
What shocked Zhang Yang even more was that, so far, the only person who believed in him was actually Liu Feikong.
"Ha ha ha, Brother Zhang, this is amazing! To fulfill our agreement to hit Liu Feijue hard, you are actually daring to challenge him over the corpses of the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land. That’s incredibly bold!"
Zhang Yang was dumbfounded.
Since when had he become brothers with the Liu family? He was just itching for a fight.
"Aren’t you worried that I might be killed?" he retorted.
Liu Feikong replied, "Brother Zhang, you managed to make Liu Feijue suffer a fate worse than death; you must have set this trap long ago, deliberately showing a lower cultivation level. Who knows, perhaps your true realm is the Ascending to Heaven realm. Although the new generation from the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land is stronger than the top ten rising stars of the Great Xia Empire, they are only at the seventh, eighth, or ninth level of the Touching Heaven realm, with few reaching the Ascending to Heaven realm."
He gave Zhang Yang a thumbs-up and praised, "Brother Zhang, you are indeed a Con Artist! Admirable! Truly admirable!"
Zhang Yang wanted to curse, "You’re the Con Artist! Your whole family is!"
He felt frustrated—his reputation was ruined. If he won, wouldn’t the title of Con Artist become undeniable? The joy of receiving the ten Great Xia Martial Lord Seals vanished entirely.
Con Artist Zhang Yang? Zhang the Con Artist? Just thinking about it made him feel dizzy. How could someone as "pure," "honest," and "kind" as him be wrongly accused of being a Con Artist?
"Second Young Master, I really am not hiding my cultivation level; do you believe me?" Zhang Yang asked.
Liu Feikong laughed heartily. "Brother Zhang, you really know how to joke!"
Zhang Yang wanted to punch him in the face. Instead, he immediately sent Liu Feikong away, pondering how to shake off the stain of being a Con Artist.
"This battle is dangerous," Xue Feishuang said, her jade-like face filled with seriousness.
Yuluan also frowned tightly.
"Sister, Sister Yuluan, you must have confidence in me," Zhang Yang urged.
Xue Feishuang said, "Your enemy is no longer just the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land."
Zhang Yang was taken aback. Xue Feishuang pointed at the ten Great Xia Martial Lord Seals. He remained a bit bewildered, but after a moment, he suddenly understood.
"Oh no! The Mighty King of the Great Xia!"
He finally realized the seriousness of the situation. Liu Feikong’s acquisition of the ten Great Xia Martial Lord Seals meant that at least ten Great Xia martial arts marquises had to be killed.
It was important to note that the Mighty King had brought his army this time, and even though the Great Boundless experts had been lured away by Bing Yuyan and others, his remaining forces were still formidable.
How much power would it take to kill ten Great Xia martial arts marquises? What kind of damage would that inflict on Mighty King Kou Nanlong’s forces? Given his tyrannical nature and his self-proclaimed title as the Dragon of the Southern Region, could he simply let this go?
"From what I know about Kou Nanlong, it is very likely he will abandon his army and come alone to destroy us, just to regain his reputation," Xue Feishuang said.
Zhang Yang mumbled softly, "How can I restore my reputation? I’m not a Con Artist."
Xue Feishuang playfully tugged his ear, both amused and annoyed, wondering why he was still thinking about that at such a moment.
"What should we do?" Yuluan asked.
Xue Feishuang exuded her big sister aura as she directly took Zhang Yang’s storage bag, opened it, and pulled out two broken Holy Arrows. "You go find Blood Asura and have him contact the Underworld Assassin Organization."
"Alright!" Yuluan immediately got to work.
Xue Feishuang turned to Zhang Yang again and said, "Prepare to utilize the second function of your Thousand Wolves Pillar; we need to play that trump card if necessary. And we need to use the many treasures we obtained from the Mo family. Moreover, your bloodline is very special. Since Chi Sheng mentioned that you encountered treasures that are difficult to handle, use your blood. You should try it now to see if you can enhance the power level of the war statues."
"I will check on Jia Tianhe and see how much longer he needs to break through."
For the first time, Zhang Yang felt he truly had areas to improve. He hadn’t fully considered the terrifying consequences of his agreement with Liu Feikong. In fact, even without this matter, if news of him challenging the Golden Cauldron Sacred Land spread, Mighty King Kou Nanlong might have rushed to kill him right away—this was a perfect chance to eliminate him.
Thus, what seemed to be a simple Great Battle was filled with danger.
