The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor
Chapter 261 - 260: Young Master? Young City Lord?

Chapter 261: Chapter 260: Young Master? Young City Lord?

When Ye Xuan demonstrated the power of the Thousand Mysterious Mirror, everyone on the antique street was stunned.

It turned out that this seemingly ordinary brass mirror actually possessed such formidable power!?

It truly was hard to believe.

They all thought that the brass mirror was a fake.

"Damn it, I miscalculated!" Miao Xiaolong’s face turned exceedingly ugly as he witnessed that scene.

This treasure was actually real.

The miracle Ye Xuan had just shown was all seen by him.

Ten Top Grade Spirit Stones had turned into twenty.

Ten Top Grade Spirit Stones equaled one thousand High Grade Spirit Stones.

In other words, Ye Xuan hadn’t spent a penny and yet acquired a treasure!

Originally, Miao Xiaolong and his group were overjoyed for having obtained one thousand High Grade Spirit Stones, but now they suddenly felt it was not appealing anymore.

If what Ye Xuan bought was fake, they would naturally feel content.

But Ye Xuan had bought the real thing, and even more, it could create new Spirit Stones!

Such a miraculous treasure was rarely seen in the world!

He had sold it for only a thousand High Grade Spirit Stones?!

Such a loss!

Unintentionally, Miao Xiaolong harbored a trace of killing intent towards Ye Xuan.

This treasure absolutely could not be allowed to leave with Ye Xuan.

Miao Xiaolong immediately gave Bao Bai a meaningful glance.

Bao Bai, catching the look, hurriedly held out the Spirit Stones he had in his hands to Ye Xuan, whispering, "My dear customer, I won’t sell this treasure after all, here are your Spirit Stones back."

"Here’s another five hundred." Miao Xiaolong also handed over the remaining five hundred High Grade Spirit Stones to Ye Xuan.

Having seen the capabilities of the Thousand Mysterious Mirror, they naturally did not plan to sell it anymore.

Ye Xuan glanced at the two men and indifferently said, "Didn’t you say no refunds or exchanges?"

Bao Bai’s face turned somewhat pale, and he clenched his teeth, "That’s under normal circumstances, but this situation is exceptional."

"Brother, you should just return the treasure, and we’ll give you back all the Spirit Stones," Miao Xiaolong said, eyeing Ye Xuan fiercely.

If Ye Xuan said no, he definitely wouldn’t let Ye Xuan off.

"These two really have no shame."

The other cultivators watching the scene all frowned.

Ye Xuan had got a genuine article, and these guys wanted to take it back?

What kind of reasoning was that?

"Stop meddling; that Miao Xiaolong is the Young Master of the Azure Dragon Gang. If we offend him, we won’t be able to stay in Mystic Demon City."

"Just watch the drama unfold."

"......"

Everyone stood by, not getting involved.

Ye Xuan touched his nose and looked strangely at the two men: "Rest assured, this mirror only works as a genuine product in my hands; if I give it back to you, it would just be pearls cast before swine."

This Thousand Mysterious Mirror was his treasure from years ago, but he had no idea how it had ended up there.

Although the Thousand Mysterious Mirror was incredibly wondrous, only Ye Xuan could activate it. In anyone else’s hands, it indeed was a dud.

"You need not worry about that, just return the item to us," Miao Xiaolong dismissed Ye Xuan’s words as an excuse.

Ye Xuan ignored Miao Xiaolong, took back the Thousand Mysterious Mirror into his Storage Ring, and walked away.

Return it?

That was impossible.

Not to mention that the Thousand Mysterious Mirror was originally his, even if it wasn’t, there was no way he would return it once it was in his possession.

"Do you really want to cause trouble?" Miao Xiaolong stepped in front of Ye Xuan, a powerful aura bursting forth.

This Miao Xiaolong was clearly a Sealed Marquis-level being.

"My dear customer, you should really consider returning it. The young master of the Azure Dragon Gang is not someone you can afford to provoke. Even if you leave here, there will be no place for you in Mystic Demon City. This treasure in your hands will only bring lethal trouble," Bao Bai urged from the side.

"Young man, please take my advice and return it," the nearby vendors also advised.

Indeed, it was a chorus of persuasion.

Looking at Miao Xiaolong who had blocked his way, Ye Xuan spoke calmly, "Scram."

"It’s over!"

"This guy is definitely done for."

People nearby silently thought as they watched the scene unfold.

Miao Xiaolong’s face darkened considerably—this guy actually dared to tell him to scram?

He was the Young Master of the Azure Dragon Gang, respected wherever he went.

Even the city lord of Mystic Demon City had to show him some courtesy. Yet, a mere youngster dared to speak to him in such a manner?

"Looks like there’s no room for negotiation," Miao Xiaolong said coldly.

As he spoke, the Power of Heaven and Earth around him began to converge.

The terrifying pressure of the Sealing Marquis Realm instantly permeated the area.

The expressions of the surrounding vendors changed slightly.

This Miao Xiaolong deserved to be the Young Master of the Azure Dragon Gang; possessing the power of a Sealed Marquis at such a young age, he was unmatched by anyone of his generation in the entire Mystic Demon City.

Unfortunately.

The pressure of a mere Sealed Marquis-level had absolutely no effect on Ye Xuan.

"I’ll give you one last chance, hand it over," Miao Xiaolong said coldly.

Bang!

Before the sound of Miao Xiaolong’s voice had settled, Ye Xuan’s figure flashed and suddenly appeared beside Miao Xiaolong, delivering a Beng Fist directly into Miao Xiaolong’s abdomen.

The terrifying force poured out, causing Miao Xiaolong’s organs to tremble violently in an instant.

Bang!

The next moment, Miao Xiaolong’s body, like a cannonball shot from a cannon, flew backward, smashing into the wall at the end of the alley and creating a large hole in it.

"What a lot of nonsense," Ye Xuan said as he slid his hand back into his pocket and started walking back the way he had come.

Only after Ye Xuan’s figure had disappeared from the antique street did the crowd snap to their senses.

Instantly, a chorus of gasps filled the air.

"My God, Miao Xiaolong was actually blown away by a punch?!"

"What level of freak is this guy?!"

"Miao Xiaolong is at the Sealed Marquis Level, could this guy be a Sealing King?!"

"If not a Sealing King, he’s probably a Mystic Marquis or a Top Grade Sealed Marquis at the very least."

"That’s terrifying."

Bao Bai’s face was deathly pale as he looked in the direction Ye Xuan had left. Panic suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he hurried to check on Miao Xiaolong.

When he saw Miao Xiaolong, he let out a slight sigh of relief.

Thank goodness, he just passed out and isn’t dead.

However, what made Bao Bai’s expression odd was the foul smell coming from Miao Xiaolong’s body.

It seemed...

He had lost control of his bowels?!

The young master of the Azure Dragon Gang, punched so hard he soiled himself—if word of this got out, it would be rather embarrassing.

"Young Master!"

Soon, people from the Azure Dragon Gang rushed over and took Miao Xiaolong back to the gang.

Meanwhile, Ye Xuan had already returned to the city gates.

This trip had been quite fruitful, as he had retrieved the Thousand Mysterious Mirror.

However, after waiting a while, Ye Xuan noticed that Mo Qinglian hadn’t arrived yet.

"Could something have happened?" Ye Xuan furrowed his brows.

Hum————

Divine Sense unfolded and the entire Mystic Demon City appeared under his Divine Sense’s coverage.

The next moment, Ye Xuan located Mo Qinglian.

At that moment, Mo Qinglian was indeed in trouble.

She was cornered by five men, her face marked with panic.

"What do you want," Mo Qinglian, backed into a corner with a pale face, asked, fear filling her beautiful eyes.

"Our Young Master wants to meet you," one of the men in a black robe said coldly.

"I don’t know your Young Master," Mo Qinglian replied.

"You will soon," another man said, smiling slightly.

"Hey."

Just then, a cold voice rang out.

All five men were suddenly startled, turned around, and found a young man in a black robe with his hands in his pockets, watching them calmly.

Seeing that it was just a youth, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mister!" Mo Qinglian was overjoyed.

"Get lost and don’t mess up our Young Master’s business," the first man in the black robe who had spoken said coldly.

"Alright!"

One man approached Ye Xuan, a malicious look on his face, "Kid, this is none of your business."

Bang!

Ye Xuan couldn’t be bothered to respond and merely kicked him away with his foot.

"What!?"

This reaction shocked the other four men who, realizing they had kicked the hornet’s nest, hurriedly said, "Brother, this lady’s been chosen by our Young Master, are you trying to snatch her?"

"Our Young Master is the Young City Lord of Mystic Demon City," they added, fearing Ye Xuan was not aware.

"Another Young City Lord?" Ye Xuan couldn’t help but find the situation odd.

How come he always encountered these bullying Young City Lords and Young Masters?

Thump thump thump————

Without wasting words, Ye Xuan threw a few punches and took down these lackeys of the Young City Lord.

"Mister!"

Mo Qinglian was thrilled.

"Let’s go," Ye Xuan said succinctly, leading Mo Qinglian towards the city gate.

"Kid, you’re done for, we belong to the Young City Lord," one of the men Ye Xuan had knocked to the ground shouted.

Ye Xuan couldn’t be bothered to give him a glance.

Young City Lord, Young Gang Leader.

Even if the City Lord or Gang Leader himself came, what of it?

A petty tyrant of this tiny place?

Mere ants.

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