Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 1186: Guard Captain

Chapter 1186: Chapter 1186: Guard Captain

The six guards huddled together and had a brief discussion before finally stepping aside to clear the path.

According to Black Wind Building’s rules, affluent guests indeed can bring others upstairs, but can only bring a maximum of four people at a time.

Princess Emma Ya was not violating the rules, so they really had no good reason to stop her.

Moreover, with the backing of Tianlong Trade Company behind Princess Emma Ya, they dared not to provoke her lightly, otherwise they would definitely suffer repercussions in the future.

"Stop right there!"

Princess Emma Ya, along with Ling Xiao, Sister Moon and Leng Mei, had already reached the second floor and were about to look for private rooms, when a somewhat breathless voice suddenly rang out.

A moment later, several people appeared in front of them; the one leading had a pale complexion, emaciated frame, and somewhat unfocused eyes.

It appeared to be weakness caused by prolonged indulgence.

Yet this clearly debauched young man had strength that was not at all weak; he was actually a martial artist with a Cultivation Level of the Nine Heavy Heaven.

In both the Heavenly Dragon Continent and Divine Phoenix Continent, such a cultivation was considered outstanding.

Not quite a rarity like phoenix feathers or qilin horns, but certainly one of the relatively fewer elites.

The young man looked at Princess Emma Ya with a smile, his gaze revealing a hint of greedy green light, and the corners of his mouth even curled up into a malicious smirk.

"Mang Yuan! What do you think you’re doing?"

A cold look of disgust appeared on Princess Emma Ya’s face, as if she had suddenly encountered a repulsive bug while dining; the feeling could not be more sickening.

"What am I doing? Princess Emma Ya, although you are invited by Black Wind Building as the auction host, you can’t just bend the rules and show favoritism. Those VIP rooms are extremely valuable; not just any Tom, Dick or Harry has the right to enter them."

A shadow crossed Mang Yuan’s face.

He was unhappy.

Especially when the disdainful scorn on Princess Emma Ya’s face met his eyes, he nearly had the impulse to forcefully take what he wanted.

He was a direct descendent of the Black Python Clan.

The Clan Elder was his own uncle, and his talent for cultivation was absolutely not to be underestimated. At only nineteen years old, he had already reached the early stages of Nine Heavy Heaven, which was not something just anyone could achieve.

From the very first time he saw Princess Emma Ya, he was captivated by her.

He had once asked his uncle to propose marriage on his behalf, but Princess Emma Ya directly refused.

For someone as proud and fierce as he was, the rejection was quite infuriating, so he was always somewhat confrontational with her.

"But how come I remember the Clan Elder of the Black Python Clan once promised me that no matter what friends I bring over, I can freely use one or two of the noble private rooms here?"

Although Princess Emma Ya spoke politely, her tone was filled with cold disdain.

She was invited here by the Clan Elder of the Black Python Clan, not some petty Guard Captain from Black Wind Building.

"Make way, or you’ll be opposing the Clan Elder!"

Princess Emma Ya gave Mang Yuan a cold glance, and then actually turned around to casually take Ling Xiao’s arm, stepping past Mang Yuan and heading towards the VIP rooms.

This scene left Mang Yuan feeling as if his face were burning.

This woman had just threatened and ignored him in front of his own subordinates!

What’s more important, the woman he had always pursued but could never have was now intimately holding another man’s arm, igniting a jealous fire within him.

Flames roared, his rationality gradually slipping away, and he bellowed at Princess Emma Ya’s back: "You bitch, pretending to be all high and mighty in front of me like a pure white lotus, but behind the scenes, you favor such fresh meat.

I just wonder if this little boy whose fuzz has yet to sprout can satisfy your needs on the bed!"

Yun Ya suddenly turned around, her icy gaze falling on Mang Yuan as a powerful aura was released, startling even Ling Xiao.

He had always thought of Yun Ya as merely a businesswoman, whose cultivation level might not be too remarkable.

Yet he had never imagined that this woman, who seemed charming and graceful on ordinary days, actually possessed the formidable cultivation of the Half-step Yin Yang Realm.

It was truly terrifying.

Mang Yuan was also taken aback, suddenly realizing that he had provoked not some random woman off the street, but a formidable presence from the Tianlong Trade Company.

For such a young woman to become the boss of Tianlong Trade Company in both the Heavenly Dragon Continent and the Divine Phoenix Continent, her abilities had to be extraordinary—otherwise, it simply wouldn’t be possible.

No wonder even the Clan Elder showed utmost respect to this woman.

He forcefully swallowed the vulgar words that were about to escape his lips, but still felt uneasy. Suddenly, Ling Xiao caught his eye.

"I dare not curse Yun Ya, but do I not dare curse this little brat?"

Mang Yuan felt the need to vent, to let off steam, or else he was sure he’d go mad. He definitely couldn’t hold back any longer.

He cursed at Ling Xiao: "Kid, hooking up with three women at once, aren’t you afraid your frail body can’t handle it? Why not hand over those two beside you for me to have some fun?"

Ling Xiao suddenly stood still, turned to Yun Ya, and said, "Princess Emma Ya Cloud, can I kill this man?"

"After all, he is the nephew of the Black Python Clan’s Clan Elder. Give that man some face; just severing his tongue will do," Yun Ya said indifferently.

"Good idea, since he likes to curse people so much, I’ll cut out his tongue to silence him forever."

Given Ling Xiao’s temperament, the other party’s disrespect towards his Sister Moon and Leng Mei would surely lead to his death.

However, as Yun Ya was involved, he did not want to cause her too much trouble.

What’s more, severing a tongue might have a more punishing significance than killing Mang Yuan.

"Be careful, he’s quite strong..."

Yun Ya was just about to warn Ling Xiao when she realized that Mang Yuan, with blood constantly flowing from his mouth, had already knelt on the ground.

And on the ground crafted from white jade, a severed tongue looked extremely shocking.

"Since Princess Emma Ya Cloud pleaded for you, I’ll only cut out your tongue. It’s for your own good, to prevent you from bringing disaster by your words, lest you encounter someone more vicious than me and lose your life," said Ling Xiao indifferently as he glanced at Mang Yuan, as if he had just done something very common.

If someone was intent on getting beaten, why should he hold back?

He didn’t want to provoke the Black Python Clan, but if someone from the Black Python Clan was determined to trouble him, he couldn’t avoid it. It would be better to strike first.

"You’re done for, kid. You actually dared to lay hands on our Guard Captain; you’re as good as dead!"

At this moment, the guards following Mang Yuan finally realized what had happened. Looking at Ling Xiao with a mix of terror and bluster, they yelled out loud.

"If you don’t want to die, then get lost!" Yun Ya rebuked fiercely.

She really feared Ling Xiao would start a killing spree right there, which would surely lead to a feud with the Black Python Clan.

She didn’t know how powerful Ling Xiao was now, but she definitely did not want him to risk offending an unknown enemy.

As Mang Yuan was carried away by his men, he couldn’t speak, but his eyes stared at Ling Xiao with venom, as if he wanted to swallow Ling Xiao whole.