The Sound Transmission Treasure Pearl is a very fragile artifact. The spectral figure had only appeared for an instant before it was torn apart by the aftermath of the combat between the two, not even managing to speak a word.

However, Yu Yuan had already seen the face of the figure clearly and heard Wei Hu's cries for help.

Yang Jian!

Yu Yuan's gaze flickered as he sat up, shifting from a spectator's mindset to a more serious demeanor.

After all, during the entire Sealing God Tribulation, Yang Jian could certainly be considered a BUG-level character.

He cultivated the Chan Sect's number one Dharma Protection Divine Power, the Eight-Nine Profound Skill, to Nine Revolutions Perfection, forging an indestructible Vajra Body, possessing unrivaled defensive and combat abilities, stronger or at least not weaker than most Chan Sect Golden Immortals.

Among all the Third Generation Disciples of the Three Sects, he stood out without a doubt.

Because his role during the Sealing God Tribulation was not merely that of a highly skilled warrior but that of a cunning strategist—knowledgeable, calm and nimble, skilled at discerning the tide of battle, waiting for the right moment to strike, highly capable of objectively evaluating the strengths and weaknesses of his opponents to find the best method of confrontation!

And when he battled others, he never sought empty fame or played the hero; he would use any means necessary (in a positive sense) to win. He was as solid as iron throughout, impenetrable and flawless, leaving no openings for his enemies to exploit.

Such a harmonious combination of literary and martial talent would be enough, yet he also possessed fine looks and proper conduct, knowledgeable in etiquette, eloquent and persuasive... with endless virtues!

Eventually, he, like Wei Hu, became a Physical Body Saint, achieving true fruition.

One could say, if there were a fated protagonist during the Sealing God Tribulation, it would undoubtedly be Yang Jian!

At this moment, that Wei Hu is seeking help through the Sound Transmission Treasure Pearl, indicating that this Immortal Master Erlang should also be present in the Returning Ruins.

It seems the Chan Sect has sent quite a few people this time.

While Yu Yuan was contemplating, Huo Ling'er on the battlefield was not idle.

She maintained the spirit of "less talk, more action," continuously directing the Ta'ia Double Swords towards Wei Hu.

He could only deflect with the Demon Suppressing Treasure Mallet in hand, covering himself from all sides.

But his mana was waning, and the Demon-Subduing Pestle's movements sluggish. Facing the tempestuous onslaught of Huo Ling'er, he was already overwhelmed, repeatedly having his defenses broken by the two Silver Dragons transformed by the Ta'ia Double Swords, putting him in grave danger and close to losing his life.

Yet, he still gritted his teeth and refused to beg for mercy or admit defeat.

This was a kind of perseverance.

He could ask for help from his fellow direct Chan Sect Disciple, Yang Jian, but admitting defeat to a Jie Sect Disciple was absolutely unacceptable!

For him to beg or admit defeat to a Jie Sect Disciple would be more unbearable than death!

Anyway, being a direct Chan Sect Disciple himself, the other party wouldn't dare to harm his life for real.

All he had to do was hold on until his junior brother Yang Jian arrived!

Huo Ling'er also perceived his intentions, and how could she allow him to get his way?

She, who had previously held back considerably, now held nothing in reserve, stretching out her hand to recall the two Ta'ia Immortal Swords.

Then, exhaling softly, she wielded the Ta'ia Immortal Swords with a gentle wave.

Instantly, the sword light surged, brightening the surrounding tens of thousands of miles as if it were day!

Billions of strands of sword light burst forth, like a long river of Sword Qi surging towards Wei Hu.

Under this tidal wave of shock, he seemed like a gentle blade of grass facing a flash flood, completely powerless to resist.

Without any suspense, Wei Hu was directly swept away by the river of Sword Qi towards the black Great Abyss below.

At that moment, a rainbow light shot up from the darkness of the Great Abyss into the sky, intersecting with the river of Sword Qi, and plucked Wei Hu out.

As the rainbow light faded, the figure of the arrival became visible—it was Yang Jian, the one previously seen in the spectral image.

Cloaked in a white robe that seemed to melt into gold, he stood over six feet tall with clear brows and handsome eyes. Though his face still bore a hint of youthful tenderness, his overall appearance was strikingly handsome and extraordinary.

Upon witnessing the arrival of this BUG-level character, Yu Yuan couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

To be honest, this Yang Jian, Erlang as he is known, was also one of the key figures that he had once instructed the Nine-tailed Fox clan to seek out, but there had been no news for a long time.

Had it not been for today's encounter, Yu Yuan would not have known that Immortal Master Erlang had already been born into the world.

It seems that Emperor of Heaven's efforts in keeping secrets were quite effective; his nephew has grown so much without any news of the "Heavenly Court Princess violating the heavenly edicts" getting out.

However, the power of the Heavenly Court has now weakened, with few Immortal Gods paying attention, and seeing as Yang Jian still appeared youthful, probably not of great age and likely yet to have taken any action to "split the mountain to save his mother", it was normal that there had been no disturbances thus far.

The question remains whether Emperor of Heaven is aware that his nephew is still alive and well, and has even become the direct Third Generation Disciple of the Chan Sect.

If he is unaware, perhaps there could be an opportunity to exploit; if he does know, then the issue becomes considerably more complex!

"Who are you people? Why did you inflict such severe injuries on my brother?"

Yang Jian, having rescued the individual, did not leave the scene but gazed solemnly at Huo Ling'er.

At this moment, Huo Ling'er had retracted the golden light, but the Ta'ia Double Swords still danced around her like two Silver Dragons, her aura as an Immortal Golden Immortal obvious to all.

Faced with Yang Jian's question, her initial instinct was to vehemently rebuke the actions of Wei Hu, who had previously insulted the disciples of the Jie Sect, but she remembered Yu Yuan's instructions and managed to hold back her retort, eventually shooting Wei Hu a cold look and coldly saying, "Ask your brother!"

Wei Hu was standing right beside Yang Jian at the moment.

Having been severely injured in the river of sword qi, his body was lacerated by the sword light, dripping with blood, flesh laid open, he now looked towards Huo Ling'er with a gaze that revealed both anger and a hint of fear.

"Earlier, while I and Daoist Xuan Yang were treasure hunting, we stumbled upon those Jie Sect disciples…"

Wei Hu recounted the sequence of events, the causes and consequences of the conflict to Yang Jian, not omitting or altering any detail.

Because he didn't think anything he had done was wrong.

If he had to identify a mistake, it would probably be that he picked the wrong opponent—Huo Ling'er was more formidable than he had thought, and he should have chosen to confront Yu Yuan first!

After hearing Wei Hu's words, Yang Jian nodded slightly, signalling Wei Hu not to worry, then turned to Huo Ling'er and bowed in salutation, "Yang Jian, disciple of Chan Sect's True Monarch Yu Ding, has the honor of meeting Daoist brother."

Huo Ling'er returned the gesture, but her expression remained cold and silent.

Yang Jian didn't mind it, assuming that it was simply her reserved nature.

He looked around the group, his gaze paused briefly on Yu Yuan, and with a solemn voice, he stated, "Brother Wei Hu's action in disciplining a few Jie Sect Daoists undoubtedly smacks of overstepping bounds, but it stemmed from good intentions, and considering the shared origins of the Three Sects, he could not bear to see fellow Daoists make a misstep…" Find this chapter's source on *.

Hearing this, Huo Ling'er let out a cold snort, while Jin Shengyang and the other Jie Sect members glared in anger.

After all that, it was still the same rhetoric that Wei Hu had previously spouted!

However, to their surprise, Yang Jian did not wait for them to retort before smoothly shifting the topic, and said in a grave voice, "However, the Jie Sect Daoists are not wrong either; the disciples of the Jie Sect who err should be dealt with according to the Jie Sect's rules, and it's not for outsiders to point fingers.

Even though the Three Sects share the same source, their doctrines differ, and their rules are distinct, hence we cannot generalize."

"This does sound reasonable!" Jin Shengyang's expression softened a tad, still huffing, "We few have erred and have been punished by Daoist Huo Ling'er, yet she, benevolent and magnanimous, allowed us to come to Returning Ruins to hunt for treasure first, to return to Golden Turtle Island later to face our punishment... Since when is it the turn of a Chan Sect disciple to interfere?"

Wei Hu, infuriated, ignoring his injuries, bellowed, "You behave like animals, I cannot sit idly by and watch!"

After speaking, he turned his glare to Yang Jian, "Junior brother, have you come to assist me, or to help them?"

Yang Jian, composed, with a faint smile lighting up his handsome young face, said gently, "I am here to resolve the conflict."

His gaze swept over the Jie Sect disciples one by one before finally resting on Huo Ling'er, and he spoke earnestly, "Daoist brother, since both parties insist on their own version and cannot agree, let me replace my brother for another match with you…"

At this point, he turned his gaze towards Yu Yuan and bowed, "The words spoken earlier by Brother Yu Yuan have resonated deeply with me. Right or wrong is just two strokes, one horizontal, one vertical; the winner stands, the loser falls."

Seated atop a five-cloud camel, Yu Yuan nodded slightly in return.

He looked at Yang Jian and Wei Hu, the two Chan Sect disciples standing together. Although Wei Hu was much taller and appeared more mature and older than Yang Jian, it almost seemed as if Yang Jian was the senior brother.

This Yang Jian, though young in years, was excessively mature!