Chapter 137
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Chapter 137: I Am the Eldest Brother
At noon, inside Moonview Tower, on the ninth floor,
Zhang Yang swaggered in and casually ordered a table full of food and drinks. Opposite him, Yi Ren Zui sat, though the usually composed beauty appeared troubled.
“Are you worried about me?” Zhang Yang asked with a teasing smile.
Yi Ren Zui frowned. “You still have the nerve to joke? Do you realize just how dire your situation is?”
Zhang Yang leisurely ate and drank, his expression carefree. “Laughing at life has always been my motto.”
Yi Ren Zui pressed a hand to her forehead, confused. Was he truly this carefree, or had he already devised a plan?
Yet no matter how she thought about it, she couldn’t fathom how Zhang Yang intended to deal with twenty-one Great Boundless experts.
Even if all the Great Boundless experts from the Vast Forest had gathered, they still wouldn’t have been enough to defeat them.
It was well known that among them were top-tier figures like Qiu Yinong and Master Mu Yao—not only were they powerful, but their numbers were overwhelming.
“Don’t worry about me. Since I dared to declare war on them, I naturally have confidence in handling it,” Zhang Yang said, maintaining his usual confident and optimistic demeanor.
Yi Ren Zui sighed. “Forget it. Why am I even worrying about you? I’m already on the verge of losing my mind because of Embrace Moon Tower.”
Zhang Yang chuckled lightly.
Annoyed, Yi Ren Zui added, “You don’t even know how to comfort me.”
Zhang Yang smirked. “You’ve already driven them out of Mo City. Shouldn’t you at least let them make some noise and vent a little?”
Yi Ren Zui couldn’t help but laugh.
The conflict between Moonview Tower and Embrace Moon Tower was beyond imagination. It had begun from the moment both organizations were founded and had continued relentlessly as they rose to become the two most powerful intelligence networks in the Southern Region.
The feud had lasted for hundreds—perhaps even thousands—of years. By now, neither side could recall its exact origins.
There had been victories and defeats on both ends.
However, forcing one side to the point where they could no longer set foot in a major city was a rare achievement.
Because of this, Yi Ren Zui had received tremendous rewards from Moonview Tower, even securing an opportunity for her father to advance to a higher position.
“Well, since you’re so persuasive, I’ll give you some information,” Yi Ren Zui said. “It’s now confirmed that the Trapped Dragon Pavilion was constructed using Dragon Blood Stones, each one inscribed with forbidden laws. If nothing unexpected happens, this batch of Dragon Blood Stones was specially transported by the Liu family, and the construction was carried out by their own members. Every stone had to be placed in a specific position to form the Trapped Dragon Grand Forbidden Law.”
A glint flashed in Zhang Yang’s eyes.
The Trapped Dragon Grand Forbidden Law was said to be capable of trapping and slaying True Dragons—a supreme, legendary formation.
To target him, they had truly gone to extreme lengths.
Yi Ren Zui continued, “Once the Trapped Dragon Pavilion is sealed, the Trapped Dragon Grand Forbidden Law will activate automatically, making it impossible even for Great Boundless experts to escape.”
Trapped Dragon Grand Forbidden Law.
Twenty-one Great Boundless experts.
This setup was unquestionably a death trap, given Zhang Yang’s current displayed strength.
As Yi Ren Zui had said, even if all the experts from the Vast Forest joined forces, they might not be able to break through it.
“Are you still going?” Yi Ren Zui asked.
Zhang Yang uttered only one word.
“Go.”
Since they had gone to such lengths to destroy him, not retaliating fiercely would be doing them a favor.
Yi Ren Zui sighed, truly seeing Zhang Yang in a new light.
This man seemed born without fear.
Zhang Yang leisurely finished his meal and drink, then left without paying, earning himself a sharp glare from Yi Ren Zui.
He casually walked out of Moonview Tower.
With his exceptional senses, he immediately noticed that among the hundred or so people in the vicinity, at least twenty were watching him intently. Their strength was considerable, and their gazes were filled with hostility—they were clearly spies from various factions.
Such blatant surveillance amused Zhang Yang.
He wasn’t in a hurry.
As he strolled along, he used an unconventional yet effective method to navigate—whenever he sensed that people were confused by his direction, he realized he had taken a wrong turn and promptly corrected himself.
The struggles of being directionally challenged left him feeling helpless.
By the time he arrived at Trapped Dragon Pavilion, the Liu family had already been waiting for quite some time. Without hesitation, they opened the door for him.
The entrance revealed a deep, dark interior, like the gaping maw of a terrifying beast.
Without hesitation, Zhang Yang stepped inside.
Bang!
The doors slammed shut behind him.
A faint light flickered.
The Trapped Dragon Grand Forbidden Law had been activated.
Outside, a massive crowd had gathered, eagerly awaiting the outcome.
Many were puzzled—why had Zhang Yang come alone? His courage was commendable, but where were his allies?
Inside the Trapped Dragon Pavilion, those present were equally curious, though not at all concerned.
With the Trapped Dragon Grand Forbidden Law in place, unless a sage intervened, no external force—no matter how powerful—could break through easily. Meanwhile, eliminating Zhang Yang from within would be effortless.
The auction hall inside the Trapped Dragon Pavilion was packed with attendees.
Among them were many familiar faces, as well as some who were unknown yet recognizable—such as Mu Yaotian and several other notable figures.
Only one seat remained empty.
It was positioned at the very front, closest to the auction stage.
The sight of it made Zhang Yang sneer.
"Naive."
It was an obvious attempt to humiliate him.
Many eyes turned toward him—some watching in amusement, others relishing the spectacle.
That lone seat was almost like a mockery, a chair reserved for a fool.
Of course, some didn’t bother with such petty tricks and simply observed Zhang Yang, like Qiu Yinong.
Her breathtaking, ocean-deep eyes revealed no emotion, but Zhang Yang could feel her overwhelming killing intent.
Master Mu Yao, too, gazed at him indifferently.
To him, Zhang Yang was merely a young upstart who had somehow caused an earth-shaking storm in the Great Xia Empire—even shaking the emperor’s rule.
The Great Boundless experts remained calm and composed.
Some openly mocked him.
Zhang Yang ignored them all.
He walked straight to the chair—and kicked it aside.
Just as Liu Feikong was about to reprimand him from the auction stage, Zhang Yang produced a glass chair and boldly sat down, exuding the presence of the room’s elder brother.
Liu Feikong’s expression darkened instantly.
That glass chair was his favorite, one he always carried with him. Recently, he had been forced to leave it behind while fleeing to Black Stone Palace—a humiliation he could never forget.
“Come on, let’s start,” Zhang Yang commanded confidently, his tone carrying the authority of a leader as he addressed Liu Feikong.
The entire venue fell into silence.
Many were stunned—his posture, his aura, his words completely disregarded everyone else, making him seem like the one in charge.
Liu Feikong’s face twisted with anger.
Zhang Yang let out a casual “hmm” and continued in the tone of a boss, “This auction will proceed as usual. When it ends, those who are unrelated should leave, and those who aren’t afraid can stay to settle the score. Alright, I’ve said my piece. Please continue.”
Liu Feikong opened his mouth to curse. Who does he think he is?! I’m the master here!
The venue erupted into chaos.
Zhang Yang stood up, turned back, and coldly shouted, “What’s all the noise? Quiet down! Don’t you know the rules? Do you have no manners? If you keep making a fuss, I’ll have you all thrown out!”
Liu Feikong felt his blood rush to his head. This guy actually thinks he’s running the show!
The attendees exchanged glances, unconsciously falling silent.
Qiu Yinong let out a cold laugh. She had always viewed Zhang Yang as a fool. Let him make a scene—after all, these were just the last moments of his life.
Master Mu Yao remained indifferent, as though none of this mattered.
In the end, it was still Zhang Yang who spoke first. “Liu Feikong, let’s start.”
The commanding tone made Liu Feikong deeply regret being the auctioneer. His voice was laced with fury as he snapped, “Zhang Yang, you’re facing death, yet you refuse to behave yourself. Once this auction ends, let’s see how long you keep boasting. Even with the ancient teleportation array, you can’t escape the Trapped Dragon Grand Forbidden Law.”
Zhang Yang turned around and shouted at the crowd, “Did you hear that? There’s a Trapped Dragon Grand Forbidden Law here! Even if you all have the ancient teleportation array, you won’t escape!”
Liu Feikong’s face turned green.
