CHAPTER 1286: CHAPTER 1286: DAMN, I GOT TRICKED! (UPDATE 1)

Ming Lang and Ye Haochuan didn’t know how long they had been fighting. When they separated again, both were panting heavily, looking at each other with admiration.

"It’s been a long time since I had such a satisfying battle, truly exhilarating! If you weren’t a spoiled scion of a big family, I’d want to make friends with you."

The disdain in Ming Lang’s eyes had completely disappeared, replaced by a sense of mutual understanding.

"I’m curious, which of your ears heard that I’m a scion of a big family?" Ye Haochuan said irritably.

Ming Lang was slightly stunned, then snorted: "If you’re not from a big family, who would dare to be so arrogant, always bullying the weak?"

"You haven’t even figured out the reason behind things, how can you be so sure that I’m a scion? As soon as you appeared, you attacked me. Compared to a scion, I’m afraid you’re even worse," Ye Haochuan said with a curled lip.

Upon hearing this, Ming Lang frowned involuntarily, realizing that Ye Haochuan didn’t seem to be lying.

"What happened?" His gaze shifted to the two guards, asking coldly.

"Well..." The two guards were already terrified by Ming Lang’s presence and spoke hesitantly.

Ming Lang seemed to understand something, suddenly yelled: "Speak quickly, if there’s any concealment, watch out or I’ll tear you apart?"

The two guards shivered, almost collapsing to their knees.

Although they were also at the Core Formation Peak stage, the difference in status between them and Ming Lang was vast. What a joke, he was one of the five great geniuses; if he killed them casually, he wouldn’t face much punishment.

"It’s all a misunderstanding..." Under trepidation, the guards recounted the earlier events.

After speaking, they also kowtowed to Ye Haochuan, saying: "We were ignorant and offended you, young master. We hope you’ll forgive us."

They had witnessed Ye Haochuan’s skills just now and didn’t dare challenge him anymore.

"Pair of idiots!" Ming Lang now understood he had misunderstood Ye Haochuan, feeling a bit embarrassed, he cursed at the guards.

"You clearly rushed to stand out yourself, what does it have to do with us?"

Internally, the guards felt bitter but dared not speak, only lowering their heads silently.

Fortunately, although Ming Lang had a straightforward temper, he wasn’t one to bully others. After a few words, he fell silent.

"Brother, I acted rashly!" Ming Lang then turned and apologized to Ye Haochuan.

"Can we be friends now?" Ye Haochuan joked.

Ye Haochuan was also happy to make friends with someone like Ming Lang.

"Of course!" Ming Lang smiled in response, extending his hand, "I am Ku Hai, someone gave me the nickname Ming Lang, you can call me whatever you like!"

"Ye Haochuan!"

The two hands, which were just fiercely opposing, finally clasped together. Ming Lang was straightforward, seeming to lack much scheming.

The two chatted briefly, then Ye Haochuan remembered his purpose for coming, and said eagerly: "Brother Ku Hai, I’ve got something to do, let’s talk another day!"

Seeing Ye Haochuan about to leave, Ku Hai seemed a bit regretful. But since Ye Haochuan had already said so, he couldn’t say much else, and could only watch as Ye Haochuan entered the city.

Ye Haochuan inquired a bit and went straight to a spacious manor.

This manor had a Western architectural style and was originally the residence of a priest from the Holy See. Later, the priest died in a war and the place was turned into a recuperation spot for the Yang Family.

Yang Sen was residing there now.

Just as Ye Haochuan was about to enter, he suddenly heard an unfriendly voice.

"Ye Haochuan, what are you doing here?"

Ye Haochuan looked in the direction of the voice and found it was Yang Quan.

Which made sense; Bai Qing had mentioned before that Yang Quan was Yang Sen’s most cherished grandson, so it wasn’t surprising to see him there.

But due to the situation with Su Manni, he and this guy didn’t get along. Encountering him might be a waste of more time.

"I’m here to help your grandfather detox; you’d better let me in!" Ye Haochuan didn’t want to waste time on pointless explanations and directly stated his purpose.

"Help detox my grandfather? Just you?" Yang Quan said with disdain, "Let me tell you, my grandfather is a War God of the Xuanmen in this era—not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry could treat him."

Ye Haochuan sneered: "I’m here to heal your grandfather and you’re acting like this, biting yourself in the foot... uh, I mean, biting your grandfather!"

Ye Haochuan coldly hummed and said: "Your grandfather’s poison is extremely fierce, every moment he could be in life-threatening danger. I advise you not to let our previous little conflict delay the important matter. Otherwise, you’ll live to regret it!"

"Life-threatening? That’s frightening! Oh great Divine Doctor, am I supposed to kneel and beg for you to see my grandfather?" Yang Quan said with a strange expression.

"If you beg, I can handle it!" Ye Haochuan replied with a curled lip.

"Hahaha! Look at how capable you are, why don’t you just fly to the skies?"

Yang Quan suddenly laughed madly, full of ridicule: "Let me tell you, the people from the Tu Family have already brought over the ’Snow Condensation Revival Pill.’ Are you implying you have a pill better than the Snow Condensation Revival Pill?"

"What? The people from the Tu Family?"

Ye Haochuan suddenly remembered the three brothers from before; at this moment, apart from him, only those three brothers had the "Snow Condensation Revival Pill." If not them, it couldn’t be anyone else.

"Damn it, I’ve been tricked!"

Anger surged in Ye Haochuan’s heart, and he wanted to rush in and reason with the three brothers.

"What? Now that your trick is exposed, you want to force your way in?" Yang Quan said with a sinister smile.

"Last time I didn’t hit you hard enough, so you haven’t learned your lesson?" Ye Haochuan, filled with anger, spoke without courtesy.

Yang Quan snorted coldly at these words, disdainfully saying: "Heh, last time you just ambushed me and luckily won. Do you really think I’m afraid of you?"

"Is that so?" Ye Haochuan lightly chuckled, releasing his aura rapidly.

Yang Quan immediately felt an overwhelming pressure, shocking him to his core.

"How is this possible? He’s clearly only at the Core Formation Early Stage, how can he have such pressure?"

Looking at Ye Haochuan again, Yang Quan’s eyes were now full of fear.

Seeing that Yang Quan had suddenly become timid, Ye Haochuan’s face showed a hint of contempt, "So, do you still want to fight?"

"I..." Yang Quan wanted to be strong, but the words wouldn’t come out.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the main gate.

"Who dares to cause trouble at the Yang Family?"

Along with the voice, a strong aura was released.

Hearing this voice, Yang Quan seemed to have found his savior and hurriedly called out: "Second Uncle, this person is trying to force his way into the Yang Family, quickly kill him!"

Just as he finished speaking, a handsome middle-aged man slowly walked out from inside the gate.

His steps were slow, but strangely, his pace was quite fast. Each step appeared light, yet like a fierce attack—invoking an involuntary shiver within the heart.

Ye Haochuan’s brows furrowed tightly, judging by the pressure, this man’s cultivation was likely not inferior to Ji Xuantu.