Chapter 822 822: I Can Lend You a Hand! - Nine Dragons Saint Ancestor - NovelsTime

Nine Dragons Saint Ancestor

Chapter 822 822: I Can Lend You a Hand!

Author: Pang Feiyan
updatedAt: 2025-11-03

"You little bastard, if you can walk out of this Thunder King Valley alive, I'll write my name, Tang Yuanmu, backwards!"

Being watched by so many complex and strange gazes, Tang Yuanmu really wished he could immediately take action and tear that young man in black to pieces. But in the end, he could only grit his teeth and make a fierce remark.

Even though Tang Yuanmu was very confident in himself, he knew that in a single fight, this young man in black wasn't a match for him. However, his potential opponents now were not just Yun Xiao.

Especially with the two geniuses from the Killing Heart Sect over there, whose strength might not be below his. He needed to save some strength to compete for the items in the Thunder King Main Hall and didn't want to waste his energy on an insignificant boy.

Just as Tang Yuanmu said, after this matter is over, with his Early Stage Cultivation in the Seeking Origin Realm, as long as he keeps an eye on that young man called Xing Chen, the latter will find it hard to escape.

"It really... was that boy who did it!"

Hearing Tang Yuanmu's venomous words, everyone suddenly understood, and they once again changed their gazes towards Yun Xiao, wondering how this young man at the Late Stage of the Qi Seeking Realm managed to reduce a strong Early Stage Origin Seeker like Tang Yuanmu to such a state.

Even the two geniuses from the Killing Heart Sect were scrutinizing Yun Xiao, as they wanted to figure out the method this youth used to handle Tang Yuanmu. If they encountered him, they might also suffer a great loss if caught off guard.

"Write your name backwards? Mu Yuan Tang? That doesn't sound very good!"

Unexpectedly, amidst this delicate atmosphere, the young man in black who was being stared at cracked a smile and said something that made several people unable to hold back their laughter. They thought that this boy might be provoking Tang Yuanmu to take action immediately.

From Tang Yuanmu's previous words, everyone could tell he didn't want to make a move at this time and could even guess the reason. But after hearing the young man's retort, they were unsure of his intentions.

The remark about writing the name backwards was just a spontaneous statement by Tang Yuanmu to show his determination. But unexpectedly, it was picked up and discussed further by the other party, making this kind of response unheard of.

And beneath this seemingly joking comment, there was a layer of potential meaning: it seemed that Tang Yuanmu's name was destined to be written backwards, which demonstrated the young man's immense confidence.

"Huff... huff..."

This sudden provocation caused Tang Yuanmu's chest to heave fiercely, and he began to breathe heavily as if he might lose control and make a move the next moment, an outcome that Ye Suxin and the others were eager to see.

They were originally curious about the means this young man in black possessed, and now seeing the two at odds about to fight, they could finally uncover the mystery in their hearts.

In fact, Yun Xiao's seemingly casual remark was indeed intended to provoke. After all, Tang Yuanmu had previously retreated in disarray after being struck by the Thunder Power and had used certain special Secret Techniques to escape for his life. Clearly, he was not fully recovered yet.

A fully recovered Tang Yuanmu versus one whose strength was at least halved, the disparity in strength was obvious even to the most naive observer.

Yun Xiao wanted to provoke Tang Yuanmu into losing his composure and making a move, then employ some unexpected techniques to completely eliminate him.

Of course, Yun Xiao could simply make the first move, but although that would give him the initiative, the element of surprise would be somewhat reduced. He didn't want to engage in a lengthy battle with Tang Yuanmu here.

"Boy, pray for yourself!"

Eventually, Tang Yuanmu's decision disappointed both Yun Xiao and the spectators. It seemed that after a brief moment of calm, this bloodthirsty demon had already come to some realization.

After all, Yun Xiao wasn't Tang Yuanmu's only opponent. He kept in mind his ultimate goal for coming to Thunder King Valley—the items within the Thunder King Main Hall were his primary target.

For Yun Xiao, dealing with a composed Tang Yuanmu would require significant effort, potentially allowing others to take advantage. Thus, his focus shifted back to the Thunder King Main Hall.

Thud, thud, thud!

Just as everyone was feeling disappointed, the sound of footsteps reached their ears, prompting them to turn their heads once more. What they saw next left them unable to remain composed again.

"It's the Five Thunder Child of Sky Thunder Valley, Li Qingran!"

Everyone saw clearly that the newcomer was dressed in green, though his face was somewhat pale, especially as his left sleeve fluttered with the wind, clearly indicating something had happened to him.

"Li Qingran's left arm, has it been cut off by someone?"

This thought crossed everyone's mind, and then they saw the genius from Sky Thunder Valley cast a venomous gaze towards someone, causing yet another shock among them.

"Tsk tsk, Brother Li, you really have some guts, daring to show up here even after what's happened!"

Seeming to sense Li Qingran's gaze, Yun Xiao turned his head directly, letting out a light chuckle as if truly admiring Li Qingran's courage.

"It really is him again!"

From Yun Xiao's undisguised sarcastic words, everyone instantly understood a fact: that Li Qingran's left arm was probably also chopped off by this youth in black.

"Star, the grudge of my severed arm, Thunder King Valley will definitely seek repayment!"

Under the gaze of countless people, Li Qingran's expression became increasingly dark and somber. However, like Tang Yuanmu, all he could do was utter harsh words. He simply lacked the courage to confront Yun Xiao directly now.

Tang Yuanmu endured because of some potential reasons, not wanting others to take advantage. But Li Qingran truly wasn't a match for Yun Xiao; even before losing his arm, he was nearly killed directly, let alone now when his strength had significantly decreased.

"I'm right here, Brother Li. If you want revenge, you can come anytime!"

It's undeniable that Yun Xiao's ability to infuriate others was extraordinary. As soon as he spoke, everyone thought instantly of the backward-written "Mu Yuantang", feeling that his words were eerily similar to earlier remarks.

Yun Xiao's skill was that no matter what harsh words the other party said, he could continue the conversation effortlessly, often making the opponent bristle with rage.

But it was also a fact: Li Qingran wanted to avenge his severed arm, and the enemy stood not far in front of him, so why not seek revenge on the spot?

Li Qingran felt aggrieved. Didn't he want revenge? Of course he did, but he dared not, because he knew if he really dared to attack the black-clad youth now, he would end up a lifeless corpse.

"Hehe, Brother Qingran, if you want revenge, Tong can lend you a hand!"

Just as Li Qingran was fuming and didn't know what to say, a voice suddenly came from somewhere, startling everyone. They thought it was incredibly bold for someone to dare meddle in such muddy waters at this time.

After all, that black-clad youth, Xingchen, was someone who even reduced Tang Yuanmu, an early-stage Seeking Origin Realm expert, to disgrace. Ordinary Qi Seeking Realm cultivators would hardly last even a moment against him.

"So it's him, no wonder!"

However, when everyone turned their gaze to the speaker, they suddenly realized it was none other than Tong Baisha, one of the two great geniuses of the Killing Heart Sect, and a bona fide early-stage Seeking Origin Realm expert.

As for Li Qingran, he didn't immediately respond. Despite the mysterious nature of the Killing Heart Sect and little knowledge of their exact situation, he felt that Tong Baisha must have some ulterior motive for stepping forward.

"Brother Qingran, as long as you agree to one request, I guarantee to take immediate action and kill Xingchen on the spot. How about it? It's a good deal, right?"

Seeing everyone looking at him, Tong Baisha remained indifferent, inducing coaxingly. Even Li Qingran felt a bit tempted, as his hatred for Yun Xiao surpassed everything. The grudge of his severed arm made him want to cut off all four of Yun Xiao's limbs and feed them to dogs.

"What condition?"

Almost instinctively, Li Qingran asked. If it involved offering some Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures or any other promises, Li Qingran might truly consider. Sometimes, hatred could overwhelm everything.

"Very simple, just hand me that Thunder King Token you have!"

Tong Baisha didn't beat around the bush, and while speaking, he gave a sidelong glance in Yun Xiao's direction, feeling extremely satisfied with his quick wit.

It seemed that Tong Baisha intended to achieve dual goals, coveting not only Li Qingran's Thunder King Token but also Yun Xiao's. Then, with three tokens, the Killing Heart Sect's chances of obtaining treasures from the Thunder King Main Hall would undoubtedly increase significantly.

Tong Baisha even thought that after obtaining Li Qingran's Thunder King Token and killing Xingchen, he and his junior sister could team up to take down Tang Yuanmu as well.

After all, Tang Yuanmu was no longer in his prime Qi Seeking Realm Early Stage. Tong Baisha believed that even if he himself couldn't handle Tang Yuanmu, his junior sister Ye Suxin would certainly succeed with ease.

This was the entire wishful calculation in Tong Baisha's mind, and it seemed highly achievable. He even felt some gratitude towards Xingchen for reducing both Tang Yuanmu and Li Qingran to such a state.

As an early-stage Seeking Origin Realm genius of the Killing Heart Sect, perhaps Tong Baisha was more confident in himself than Tang Yuanmu. Though he didn't know how the two had been wretchedly outdone by Xingchen, he was sure it would not be the same outcome if he struck.

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