How can I have a heart of a demonic god in my body?!
Chapter 628: 0623: Confronting Yang Fenghou

Chapter 628: Chapter 0623: Confronting Yang Fenghou

Watching the Yang Family’s disciples treat Chen Yu in such a manner, Yang Yuhuan felt annoyed in her heart.

After all, Chen Yu was the benefactor who had stepped forward to help the Yang Family in a time of crisis; how could they press him like this?

Chen Yu, on the inside, didn’t want to compete with Yang Fenghou. Being new to the Great Yu Realm, he was unfamiliar with the place and was just preparing to settle in the Yang Family to further understand the situation in the Great Yu Realm.

Getting off on the wrong foot with the number one talent of the Yang Family on the first day was not what Chen Yu had hoped for.

Naturally, Chen Yu could also tell that Yang Fenghou was targeting him because of Yang Yuhuan.

A beautiful woman is a source of trouble—Chen Yu very much agreed with that.

But Chen Yu didn’t believe that Yang Yuhuan liked him; it was merely a mixture of feelings such as gratitude for saving her life and curiosity.

“Brother Chen, Brother Yang, are you going to compete? It seems my luck is good—I might witness the clash of two talents.”

Just then, another voice sounded.

Dressed in white, Yan Hanshan stepped forward with two girls from the Yang Family at his side.

At Yan Hanshan’s words, Chen Yu’s brows furrowed slightly.

The speaker was a genius of the Heavenly Jade Sect, with talents far surpassing those of Yang Fenghou; logically, he should have no interest in such a fight.

However, at this moment, Yan Hanshan had elevated Chen Yu and Yang Fenghou, both painting them as talents and expressing a desire to witness the competition as if he was adding fuel to the fire.

Hearing Yan Hanshan’s words, Yang Fenghou slightly tilted his head up, feeling good as he was recognized as a genius by Yan Hanshan.

At the same time, he was even more eager to defeat Chen Yu here and make Yang Yuhuan realize that he was the true powerhouse, while also hoping for a genius of a sect like Yan Hanshan to respect him.

“Alright then, since Brother Yang is itching for a challenge, let us exchange a few moves.”

Constantly avoiding would only lead others to think Chen Yu was weak, which could make matters worse, so Chen Yu agreed.

“It’s just sparring, so it will be ten moves—Brother Chen, you should show your true abilities.”

Yang Fenghou’s smile was full of intent.

He didn’t plan to seriously injure Chen Yu, as that would make the Yang Family appear ill-mannered, especially since Chen Yu had been a benefactor to the Yang Family.

So, as long as they could determine who was stronger, ten moves would be enough.

Defeating Chen Yu in ten moves would also better demonstrate his strength.

“It’s starting; I wonder who is more powerful, Brother Fenghou or Chen Yu.”

“Definitely Brother Fenghou, he is, after all, our Yang Family’s foremost talent.”

“None of the Late Guiyuan Realm cultivators in our Yang Family can hold out for more than five moves against Yang Fenghou. How many can Chen Yu withstand?”

“Based on that, I hope Brother Fenghou will show some mercy later and not be too harsh, hehe.”

Several disciples of the Yang Family discussed nearby.

While they acknowledged that Yang Fenghou was no match for Yan Hanshan, they all believed that Yang Fenghou was better than Chen Yu, who was just a local from a minor realm.

Since Chen Yu agreed to the match, there was nothing Yang Yuhuan could say. She stood to the side, also somewhat looking forward to the fight.

She thought that although Chen Yu came from a minor realm, his strength was extraordinary; at the very least, he wouldn’t lose too miserably.

Buzz!

Yang Fenghou drew his Purple Jade Treasure Sword, its purple flames vigorous, leaping in the dark night and dropping the temperature around by several degrees.

Among cultivators of the same rank in the Great Yu Realm, they are somewhat stronger than those in the Kunyun Realm.

Even Yun Fei’er, who ranked first among the Golden Emblem Holy Guards of the Kunyun Sacred Land, was slightly inferior to Yang Fenghou, whose strength was very close to that of Half-step Sky Sea.

Of course, this was only from the perspective of the Kunyun Realm.

“Where is your weapon?”

Seeing that Chen Yu had yet to draw his weapon, Yang Fenghou couldn’t help but remind him.

“No need.”

Chen Yu spoke calmly.

It was just a sparring session, and he could fully cope with Yang Fenghou without a weapon.

“Then I won’t hold back.”

Yang Fenghou’s gaze hardened.

He had previously expressed a wish to see Chen Yu’s true strength, yet now Chen Yu wasn’t even drawing his weapon.

This kid is too arrogant!

Whoosh!

Yang Fenghou suddenly struck with his sword, a purple flame sword light containing a hint of red dashed through the dark night at astonishing speed, stabbing towards Chen Yu.

In an instant, the sword light reached Chen Yu.

Boom!

Chen Yu immediately activated his Secret Pattern Demon Body, channelling his Demon Pattern True Essence, and struck out with one palm.

The purple flame burst apart, and black mist spread out—Chen Yu remained unmoving.

The first move from Yang Fenghou was easily resolved by Chen Yu.

Chen Yu’s “Heavenly Demon Secret Pattern Record” had reached the initial completion of the sixth layer, and with the amplification from his mysterious heart, attacks below the Half-step Sky Sea Realm could hardly harm Chen Yu.

“Body Cultivation?”

Yang Fenghou recognized Chen Yu’s formidable physique and defensive power.

“Then I shall break through your defenses!”

Yang Fenghou’s gaze became sharper, and he immediately followed up with the second, third, and fourth sword strikes.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three sword lights, purple with traces of red, aimed at Chen Yu from three different directions.

Each one was a few shades stronger than the initial strike, and several disciples of the Yang Family at the scene showed shocked expressions, secretly surprised that Yang Fenghou was taking Chen Yu so seriously.

In contrast, Chen Yu, standing firm at his original spot, didn’t budge; his shining black palms, with demon patterns swirling, struck out repeatedly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The three sword lights were once again blocked by Chen Yu.

“No wonder you don’t need a weapon; as a Body Cultivator, your best skill is defense. But this way, you have no chance of defeating me.”

Yang Fenghou’s face turned cold.

His attacks were continuously blocked by Chen Yu, which made him feel somewhat embarrassed.

But on second thought, Chen Yu, being a Body Cultivator, was best at defending.

Chen Yu had even given up on attacking, choosing instead to match his own best ability against Yang Fenghou. It proved that Chen Yu was going all out in their match.

In his view, Chen Yu did not want to lose, hoping at most for a draw.

Chen Yu just smiled, not saying a word.

“Purple Scar Sword Technique!”

Yang Fenghou shouted lowly, deciding to strike with full force and break Chen Yu’s defense.

Boom!

Six sword moves, all unleashed in an instant, enveloped Chen Yu in a barrage of purple sword light that terrorized the surroundings.

Fortunately, the flying ship was reinforced by an Array, or those six strikes would have surely destroyed it.

“Demonscale Protection!”

Chen Yu stretched out his arms as the second demon pattern surged to life on his body.

Hum!

A layer of black demonscales swelled forth, forming a protective shield of demonscale light around Chen Yu.

Boom bang!

In a flash, Yang Fenghou’s six beams of sword light struck down, booming as purple flames and black mist spread outwards.

When it all dissipated, Chen Yu still stood in the same spot, unharmed and serene.

“How is that possible!”

Yang Fenghou’s expression froze, filled with astonishment.

He had failed to overcome a Late Guiyuan Realm cultivator!

Beside him, Hanshan blinked in surprise as Chen Yu’s defensive power also caught him off guard.

“Brother Chen, sparring without striking back goes against the spirit of a duel. Are you really reluctant to show your true skills against me? It seems like you’re looking down on me, so I’ll have to go all out and force you to reveal your true strength!”

Yang Fenghou’s face changed slightly, his aura suddenly surging as he prepared to break the agreement and strike again.

Previously, he had claimed Chen Yu was a Body Cultivator, most skilled in defense, suggesting that Chen Yu was already fighting with his true strength.

But now, he was accusing Chen Yu of looking down on him and hiding his true power.

Boom!

The Purple Jade Treasure Sword in Yang Fenghou’s hand roared with surging purple flames that grew more intense, reaching skyward and casting a purple glow over everything nearby.

“Fenghou, stop!”

The fight between the two startled the Golden Robed Elder, Yang An, who suddenly appeared and bellowed.

But Yang Fenghou’s sword strike had already been launched, too late to stop.

Boom!

The blazing purple sword light brilliantly shone in the night sky, thrusting towards Chen Yu.

Chen Yu immediately activated the first demon pattern, his arm wrapped in the pattern as he struck out with a claw.

Boom bang!

An ancient, fierce black demon claw soared into the sky and collided with the purple sword light, instantly tearing it in half.

Boom hum!

Chen Yu, who had deployed the Demon Rune Battle Technique, radiated a powerful and domineering demonic presence that surged straight toward Yang Fenghou.

Yang Fenghou’s mind wavered, his body trembling slightly as his Sword Intent dispersed, stepping back half a step.

“What?”

Those around were dumbstruck.

They too had thought that as a Body Cultivator, Chen Yu would excel more in defense.

Yet they were shocked to find that Chen Yu’s attack was equally powerful and oppressive, full of might!

It seemed that Yang Fenghou…had lost.

“Yang Fenghou, how could you be so disrespectful to a guest?”

Yang An confronted Yang Fenghou with a powerful presence and shouted.

“Uncle An, please forgive me, I just wanted to spar with Brother Chen.”

Yang Fenghou realized he had gone too far; not only did he break the promise, but he failed to defeat Chen Yu, thus losing face for the Yang Family.

“Chen, are you alright?”

Yang An turned to Chen Yu, inquiringly.

“All’s well. Brother Yang was just itching for a fight and wanted to test his skills.”

Chen Yu gestured dismissively.

“Brother Chen speaks the truth!”

Yang Fenghou said with a laugh.

In any case, he had been wrong, and now that Chen Yu offered him a way out, he was quick to take it.

Chen Yu added, glancing at Hanshan: “However, I am but a cultivator from a lower realm. Next time Brother Yang is looking for a sparring partner, he might prefer to consider Brother Hanshan.”

“If there’s nothing else, everyone should rest up. We’ll be arriving at the Yang Family by tomorrow.”

Yang An announced loudly, and the gathered crowd slowly dispersed.

In a dimly lit room, Yang An slowly said, “Fenghou, your actions today were too impulsive. You are the future Family Head of the Yang Family—how can you act so recklessly?”

“Uncle An’s reprimand is justified.”

Yang Fenghou nodded.

“But that Chen Yu’s strength is truly exceptional, hardly what one would expect from a lower realm!”

Yang An stated gravely.

“I think so too. And since he cultivates demon techniques, could he have infiltrated the Yang Family with some ulterior motive?”

Yang Fenghou’s face was filled with suspicion.

In their recent exchange, he had come out the worse, effectively losing.

He couldn’t believe someone as strong and talented as Chen Yu could be from the lower realms.

If Chen Yu were a prodigy from the Great Yu Realm, Yang Fenghou would find it more bearable.

“That is not impossible.”

Yang An nodded slightly.

“So what should we do…”

“Not so fast, we will wait for him to show his true colors!”

…

Returning to his cabin, Hanshan passed by Chen Yu.

“Brother Chen has remarkable strength, capable of being considered an outstanding talent even in the Great Yu Realm, hardly resembling someone from a lower realm.”

Hanshan said with a smile.

“Too kind, but compared to the true geniuses of the Great Yu Realm, my modest abilities are nothing special.”

Chen Yu politely deflected and then stepped into his room.

Outside, Hanshan’s kindly smile gradually faded to a brooding darkness, laced with a touch of coldness.

“Whatever your purpose may be for getting close to the Yang Family, if you disrupt my plan, you’ll have only a dead end ahead.”

Hanshan murmured to himself before entering his own room.