42: Exposed

When Yang Lingchen and Ling Yanyun appeared together at the Exchange Hall, they instantly attracted the gazes of numerous Inner Sect Disciples and Core Disciples.

Although Ling Yanyun had previously declared that Yang Lingchen was her man.

However, most people were skeptical about this; after all, the disparity in their status was simply too vast. One was the Saintess of Heavenly Origin Palace, while the other was merely a new Disciple who had just joined the Inner Sect. The gap between them was self-evident.

But when everyone saw Yang Lingchen holding Ling Yanyun's hand tightly, they were finally convinced.

However, the gazes directed at Yang Lingchen were all tinged with a hint of pity.

This was because, prior to this, anyone who harbored improper thoughts about Ling Yanyun had met a miserable end.

After Yang Lingchen exchanged for some medicinal herbs in the Exchange Hall, he and Ling Yanyun left together.

However, just as Yang Lingchen and Ling Yanyun stepped out of the Exchange Hall, someone suddenly walked up from the front and blocked Yang Lingchen's path.

This person was dressed in a purple-gold robe, wore a hair crown, and had an exceptionally handsome Face, but he exuded an extremely dangerous aura.

This person's strength was formidable; this was Yang Lingchen's immediate impression. At the same time, this was the strongest Heavenly Origin Palace Disciple he had encountered since his Breakthrough to the Void Seeking Realm.

At that moment, Ling Yanyun suddenly hugged Yang Lingchen's arm tightly. Yang Lingchen also noticed Ling Yanyun's change, so he stared intently at the golden-robed man in front of him.

"Yanyun, you don't think you can defeat This Young Master just by finding some random piece of trash, do you!"

A playful smile appeared on Sikong Jie's Face, his tone revealing a hint of undisguised mockery.

"You're the one who's trash, your whole family is trash, and furthermore, you're the kind of trash that my Yanyun doesn't even look at."

Yang Lingchen was instantly enraged and retorted without hesitation.

After speaking, he pulled Ling Yanyun into his arms and, in front of everyone, planted a passionate kiss on her lips.

"Brat, you are courting death."

Sikong Jie's Face instantly darkened. Without saying a word, he raised his palm and struck fiercely towards Yang Lingchen. At this moment, his only desire was to strike this ignorant brat in front of him to death.

"Me, courting death? Damn! I'll court your mother!"

Yang Lingchen felt no fear. Without a second thought, he swung his staff fiercely. A sharp blast of staff energy whistled out, carrying an incredibly cold aura as it smashed straight towards Sikong Jie.

"Bang...!" Accompanied by a loud noise, after this clash, both of them retreated several steps.

"Is this all you've got? And you have the nerve to put on airs in front of me."

Yang Lingchen gripped the staff with both hands, a look of disdain curling the corners of his mouth.

"Stinky brat! You do indeed have some tricks."

Sikong Jie's Face was grim. He secretly rubbed his right hand behind his back; due to Yang Lingchen using a weapon, he had suffered a small loss in that previous strike.

"Yanyun, how was my Dog Beating Staff Technique just now?"

A devilish smile hung on Yang Lingchen's Face.

"It seems quite average. Not only did you not beat the dog to death, it didn't even yelp." Ling Yanyun shook her head and said with a serious expression.

"Then I'll just beat it to death with the next strike." Yang Lingchen smiled faintly, looking relaxed.

"Brat, you have successfully angered me. Next, This Young Master will make you deeply understand what it truly means to wish for death."

Sikong Jie stared coldly at Yang Lingchen, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

"Don't be afraid, Wife Yanyun. It's just an enraged mad dog. Your husband has the dog-beating stick in hand!" Yang Lingchen smiled, comforting Ling Yanyun beside him.

"Brat, you are courting death."

At this moment, Sikong Jie could no longer endure it. Growing up in Heavenly Origin Palace, this was the first time anyone had dared to provoke him so unscrupulously.

"Come and bite me then! Silly dog." Yang Lingchen brandished his staff and laughed coldly.

"Go to hell!" Sikong Jie roared angrily, and a sharp Sword Qi slashed fiercely towards Yang Lingchen.

Yang Lingchen flashed his figure, quickly dodging the Sword Qi that Sikong Jie had slashed over. The immortal demon sword instantly unsheathed, and he unleashed the God Slaying Sword Technique, attacking towards Sikong Jie.

"Clang... Clang... Clang..." The two exchanged over a dozen moves, neither able to gain the slightest advantage.

However, Yang Lingchen still had a trump card he hadn't used yet, which was the Soul Martial Skill, Soul Devouring Slash.

"Stop." Just then, the figure of the Law Enforcement Elder suddenly appeared in the arena and forcibly separated the battle between Yang Lingchen and Sikong Jie.

At this moment, the Law Enforcement Elder's Face was grim. He had actually known for a while that a battle was taking place here.

When he saw that it was Yang Lingchen and Sikong Jie fighting intensely, the Law Enforcement Elder felt incredibly frustrated!

One was the grandson of the Grand Elder, the other was the Disciple of the Palace Master; how was he supposed to enforce the law?

"Yang Lingchen, Sikong Jie, you two are fighting publicly here; what kind of behavior is this?" The Law Enforcement Elder shouted in a deep voice, his tone full of authority.

"Brat, your name is Yang Lingchen, right?" Sikong Jie's Face was as dark as water, his eyes filled with chill.

"That's right, your father is Yang Lingchen." Yang Lingchen said with a smile, his tone carrying a hint of mockery.

"Little Bastard, you are courting death." Sikong Jie was furious, raising his hand and slashing a sword strike fiercely towards Yang Lingchen.

"Who are you calling a Little Bastard?" Yang Lingchen didn't show any weakness either, meeting the attack with a beam of Sword Qi without hesitation.

"I'm calling you a Little Bastard."

"Oh, a Little Bastard is calling me? Haha."

"Ahhh... I'm going to kill you."

At this moment, Sikong Jie had already fallen into a state of madness, and even the Law Enforcement Elder found it difficult to stop him.

By this time, the two were surrounded by countless Disciples who had come to watch the commotion.

"Silly dog, what are you yelling for! Anyone who didn't know would think you'd reached climax!" Yang Lingchen said with a laugh while retaliating.

"Pfft...!" A burst of laughter erupted at the scene.

At this moment, the Disciples of Heavenly Origin Palace finally witnessed what a truly venomous tongue was.

"If you don't stop, don't blame me for being impolite." The Law Enforcement Elder shouted and once again forcibly separated the two.

"Elder Ling, it's not that I don't give you Face, it's just that this vicious dog is chasing me to bite me, so I have to retaliate!" Yang Lingchen said with a helpless expression.

"Little Bastard, if you have guts, let's go to the Life and Death Stage." Sikong Jie's Face twisted in anger, his expression extremely ferocious.

"Sorry, I don't have time." Yang Lingchen smiled disdainfully, then turned to look at Ling Yanyun and said, "Yanyun, let's go, let's go home and scrub my back."

"Yes, Husband." Ling Yanyun responded gently.

"Pfft...!" Watching the backs of Yang Lingchen and Ling Yanyun as they left, Sikong Jie spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, his gaze towards Yang Lingchen was filled with extreme coldness and resentment.

Yang Lingchen did not accept his Life-and-Death Battle not because he feared him, but because there was no deep enmity between the two. He truly had no interest in this kind of inexplicable Life-and-Death Battle.

Green Cloud Pavilion.

"Yang Lingchen, your mouth is too vicious! You seem to have angered him to the point of vomiting blood." Ling Yanyun smiled faintly and said coquettishly.

"Actually, it's not that my mouth is venomous, but rather that he is a young man with extremely poor psychological resilience. He has been pampered since childhood, sailing through life smoothly, so he gets this angry when I stimulate him just a little."

"With this kind of psychological resilience and such arrogance, if he encounters someone stronger than him in the future, he will suffer a great loss sooner or later." Yang Lingchen smiled calmly, his expression serene.

"Why do you sound as if you aren't a young man yourself?" Ling Yanyun raised her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes fixed on Yang Lingchen.

"Although I am also a young man, I am a young man with a story. Once you understand me deeply, you will sooner or later be conquered by my charm." A hint of faint melancholy appeared in Yang Lingchen's eyes, as if he were hiding endless troubles.

"Yang Lingchen, are you tired? How about I massage you?"

Ling Yanyun suddenly walked behind the chair where Yang Lingchen was sitting and began to gently massage his shoulders.

"Why are you suddenly being so nice?"

Yang Lingchen didn't react for a moment; how did this girl suddenly become so gentle?

"I have already sworn to be your woman for the rest of my life, of course I should be good to you!" Ling Yanyun's voice was extremely charming and pleasant, like an oriole singing in a valley.

When she was massaging Yang Lingchen, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the snow-white gauze on her chest suddenly slipped down.

"Sister Yanyun, what are you trying to do?"

Yang Lingchen asked. At this moment, he didn't know what her intentions were, but he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Ling Yanyun slowly walked in front of Yang Lingchen, then grabbed his collar and said coldly, "Yang Lingchen, what do you have to say for yourself now? Do you owe me an explanation?"

Along the way, the more she thought about it, the more wrong it felt. Wasn't this brat crippled by her? How could he fight with Sikong Jie for so long and still be full of vigor?

"Sister Yanyun, calm down, please calm down, don't do anything rash."

Being grabbed like this, Yang Lingchen was incredibly nervous at this moment, beads of sweat even appearing on his forehead.

"You dared to deceive me, how do you expect me to calm down?" Ling Yanyun scolded angrily.

"I was wrong, Sister Yanyun, please show mercy!" Yang Lingchen hurriedly begged for mercy, his Face full of panic.

"Then what about the oath This Young Lady swore? Tell me?" Ling Yanyun snapped, her eyes full of anger and unwillingness.

"Sister Yanyun, since you swore a poisonous oath to be my woman for the rest of your life, and I haven't been crippled by you now, shouldn't you be happy? Do you really want to live as a widow?"

Yang Lingchen chuckled, trying to defuse the tense situation with a relaxed tone.