209 Ao Yuetian (2/2)
Even in the Thirteen Clans, not many people were his match, so how about just the three Clan’s people then?
“Impossible… Ao Yuetian’s actually cultivated the ‘Moon God War’.” Yang Gan exclaimed.
The Moon God War was a forbidden technique of the Lin Moon Clan, just like how Lightning Wind Palm was in the Broken Moon Clan. But the Moon God War was more advanced and complete, therefore its power was terrifying.
“I heard that one person in your Clan received an Inheritance, better than what I thought.” Meng Yun taunted.
Hearing this, Yang Gan got angry and he was about to explode.
“Ok, this is it.”
Meng Yun’s words took a twist and he led the three into a beautiful garden.
In the centre of the garden, there was a small pavilion with snacks inside. Disciples from both the Lin Moon Clan and Silver Moon Clan sat in the pavilion.
“Brother Ao and fellow daoists from the Silver Moon Clan, the participating disciples from the Broken Moon Clan have arrived.” Meng Yun purposely said loudly to catch everyone’s attention.
In the centre sat ‘Ao Yuetian’, wearing a robe of blue. In terms of charisma and attractiveness, he was on par with Yang Gan, a man of women’s dreams. But there was an arrogance that enveloped Ao Yuetian and his eyes alone brought great pressure.
“En.”
All Ao Yuetian did was faintly nod his head. There was no intention of him getting up and to greet them.
Meng Yun started to introduce everyone.
“This is the Head disciple of the Silver Moon Clan, Mao Feng… ”
Meng Yun’s attitude was slightly more respectful when he started to introduce the Silver Moon Clan.
The Head disciple of the Silver Moon Clan had the same cultivation level as Yang Gan. On Mao Feng’s left and right sat a red haired youth and a silver robed sword-user.
Hmm?
Zhao Feng’s gaze landed on the red haired youth. Wasn’t he the youth he had seen that day in the ancient temple?
“This is Li Hong, ranked 2nd of the Silver Moon Clan Core disciples.” Meng Yun only slightly mentioned him.
Soon, the team of each Clan were announced.
The Lin Moon Clan was led by Ao Yuetian. The Silver Moon Clan was led by Mao Feng. The Broken Moon Clan was led by Yang Gan.
All three Head disciples had reached the 6th Sky of the Ascended Realm, but it was obvious Ao Yuetian was stronger than the other two.
Ao Yuetian was one of the Four Stars after all, and he stood a tier higher than the other two.
“The Broken Moon Clan even sends out disciples at the 4th Sky.” Several Core disciples discussed within the Lin Moon Clan.
Indeed.
In front of all these representatives, Zhao Feng’s 4th Sky cultivation stood out.
Some of the Core disciples of the Lin Moon Clan even said in disdain: “Even if they send weaker Core disciples, we’ll still be able to destroy that guy. It looks like the Broken Moon Clan has indeed fallen.”
“Quiet.” Ao Yuetian hmphed coldly and the pavilion instantly fell silent.
He wasn’t blaming these people for being rude, he just felt that it was embarrassing. From the beginning till now, he hadn’t even looked clearly at the disciples of the Broken Moon Clan, and why the heck would he look at the trash at the 4th Sky?
However, other disciples of his Clan had talked about ‘comparing’ themselves to him, wasn’t that embarrassing?
“Has the genius that has talent comparable to an Earth Spiritual Body appeared yet?” Mao Feng of the Silver Moon Clan suddenly asked.
Earth Spiritual Body!
The expressions of the geniuses from both Clan’s changed and a glint of light appeared in Bei Moi’s eyes.
“Sister Zhao will be arriving soon.”
A rare smile appeared on Ao Yuetian’s face.
“Sister Zhao is here.”
Several Core disciples exclaimed.
A quiet, goddess-like girl walked in from outside. Her beauty was incomparable and she looked like a delicate carving.
She wore a long purple dress and was draped in green, she had eyes as clear as crystal and skin as smooth as jade.
The second she walked inside the pavilion, many disciples were lost in that beauty.
Apart from Mao Feng, the other two disciples of the Silver Moon Clan, the red haired Li Hong and silver robed sword-user were both dazed.
“That is the rumoured ‘Purple Smoke Goddess’? The beauty that has talent comparable to an Earth Spiritual Body and the one that received an inheritance? The rumours are far from the reality.”
Mao Feng couldn’t contain the love and stunned look in his eyes.
“Sister Zhao.”
Ao Yuetian smiled and stood up to greet the Purple Smoke Goddess. His attitude towards her was far more welcoming than greeting the other disciples.
Everyone else felt slightly jealous, but because of Ao Yuetian’s overwhelming strength, there was nothing they could do.
“Yufei’s late.” The Purple Smoke Goddess smiled faintly, as like a lotus blooming.
But two people in the crowd were extremely surprised.
“It’s her… ”
Zhao Feng and Bei Moi were stunned.