Great Heaven Sovereign

"Brother Yang Brother Fann, you …" Murong Qingrou wanted to speak again.    

However, Yang Fann was too lazy to listen to his nonsense.    

"Shut up. There's no point in speaking any further. Take your fiance and get out of my sight. " Yang Fann said in a deep voice.    

He didn't want to waste a second on them.    

Tears flickered in Murong Qingrou's eyes as she acted pitifully.    

However, Yang Fann had already seen through it. Everything was just a disguise. Such a woman was extremely scheming, and completely emotionless.    

Otherwise, when his dantian was crippled and he was unconscious, he wouldn't be hooked up with Yang Zheng. Now he wanted to rely on a few tears to make Yang Fann repeat the same mistake?    

Impossible.    

"Yang Fann, you trashy thing. You will definitely regret it." Yang Zheng suddenly said, his eyes filled with hatred.    

"Before I change my mind, get lost! Otherwise, I don't mind having an extra life on my hands to allow you two to reunite. " Yang Fann said and directly admitted that he had killed Liu Huang and his men.    

Yang Zheng was burning with anger and hatred. However, he could only bear with it as he slammed the door and left.    

Murong Qingrou gritted her teeth and chased after Yang Fann with a cold expression.    

"Fanner." Lin Lan walked over and nervously checked Yang Fann's body. After confirming that Yang Fann was alright, he pushed away the worry on his face.    

"Mother, don't worry. I've already recovered. Besides, I already have a way out of your injuries. "After we settle the Yang Family's matters, we will leave." Yang Fann held Lin Lan's hand and said.    

"Alright, Mother believes in you." Lin Lan smiled, but his pale face still made Yang Fann's heart ache.    

"..."    

Night came.    

In the Yang's study room.    

"Father, that damnable trash actually dared to hurt me. "Now that I'm the crown prince, it would be equivalent to slapping your face if he were to injure me." Yang Zheng kneeled in the room and said with a miserable expression.    

And in front of him was a middle-aged man wearing a python robe with a dignified expression on his face.    

This person was the current master of Xuanling City, Profound Spirit King Yang Ye.    

Yang Ye turned around and looked at the crying Yang Zheng. He could not help but feel irritated.    

He was the Profound Spirit King, and the entire Xuanling City was under his control.    

Everything that had happened in the Yang family today, his spy had already told him. Of course, what he knew was only what happened in front of the door of the Prince's Mansion during the day, and he didn't know anything about what happened after Yang Fann entered the back mountain.    

"Do you think This King is annoyed? Even his dantian was split open by heavenly lightning, can it hurt you? " Yang Ye said in a low voice, almost interrogating him.    

"No, Father, I don't know what method Yang Fann used, but his cultivation has already been restored." Yang Zheng said.    

He knew that after today, the fact that Yang Fann's cultivation was still there would spread across the entire Xuanling City. It is better to confess than to wait in anxiety.    

"What?" Yang Ye's tone was raised as he stared at Yang Zheng gravely.    

"What you said is true, Yang Fann …" really recovered your cultivation? " Yang Ye's eyes narrowed and he was extremely shocked.    

Yang Zheng's heart trembled. He was afraid of Yang Ye's reaction the most. If Yang Ye didn't show such excitement, then it would prove that Yang Ye didn't care about Yang Fann at all.    

But now, Yang Ye's reaction really made him panic.    

Furthermore, if he was deprived of his position as the heir, according to Yang Fann's personality, what awaited him was definitely a fate worse than death.    

"Yes …" It's true. " Yang Zheng said while trembling. However, he did not mention anything about the fight between him and Yang Fann.    

However, to his surprise, Yang Ye didn't say anything, and his expression turned into one of indifference:    

"Alright, I understand. You can leave now." Yang Ye said lightly.    

Yang Zheng did not dare to stay any longer and left the study room submissively.    

When Yang Zheng's figure completely disappeared, Yang Ye's pupils constricted.    

"You recovered? "How is this possible? What happened?" Yang Zheng muttered to himself as he frowned.    

"No, I have already lost face for my Xuanling Palace once. No matter how much of a genius Yang Fann is, he must never return to the throne. "    

"Otherwise, this king will definitely become the laughingstock of the entire Xuanling City." Yang Ye clenched his fists and said fiercely in his heart.    

And at this time, on the other side of the Xuanling City, Murong Family.    

"Rou Er, is what you said true? Is that Yang Fann really that powerful? " Murong Batian said as he stroked his beard, looking like he was thinking about something.    

"Of course it's true. How could your daughter dare to lie to you about something like this?"    

"However, that Yang Fann is really despicable. If he is crippled, then so be it. Why does he suddenly get better?" Moreover, Yang Zheng was not even worth mentioning in front of him. He did not even use any martial arts before defeating Yang Zheng. If my daughter marries Yang Zheng again, wouldn't the news spread that I, Murong Qingrou, am blind? " Murong Qingrou said coldly.    

"A person whose dantian was split apart actually woke up one month later and miraculously recovered his cultivation. Weird, weird. " Murong Batian hesitated and paced back and forth.    

"Daddy, so what if he recovered his cultivation? At most, he's only someone at the ninth level of the Acquired. His daughter had never suffered such humiliation in her entire life. I don't care, I must avenge this enmity. " Murong Qingrou said with a face full of hatred.    

"Rou Er, don't be impatient. Yang Fann also had some talent. More importantly, his hands could control some sort of heaven defying divine object. Otherwise it would be impossible to recover. " Murong Batian's eyes flashed as he looked at Murong Qingrou.    

"Father, what do you mean?" Murong Qingrou's mind was sharp. She immediately understood what Murong Batian meant.    

"That's right. Rou Er, with your looks, how can you not deal with Yang Fann? Compared to his recovered cultivation, my father is more concerned about how he recovered. " Murong Batian's eyes flashed with greed.    

"Of course, not to mention Yang Fann, even the disciples of Qingyang Sect would be confused when they see their daughter. "But daddy, you must promise your daughter. If you get that thing, Yang Fann must give it to your daughter. I will make him live a life worse than death." Murong Qingrou's voice sounded extremely resentful.    

"Hahaha, that is only natural. Tomorrow, your sister and Qingyang Sect's Senior Brother Pure Yang will come over. At that time, we just need to … " Murong Batian bent down and whispered into Murong Qingrou's ear. Murong Qingrou's eyes became brighter and brighter and finally revealed a proud smile.    

Tonight was destined to be a dark night.    

However, Yang Fann, as the center of attention, didn't take these people to heart at all.    

At this moment, Yang Fann appeared alone at the back of the mountain.    

"Kid, why did you let that person live during the day? I remember that person repeatedly insulting you." The Vermillion Bird appeared again and hovered above Yang Fann's head.    

"Kill them? Too cheap. It would be too easy to kill those that are placed on my body. "    

"Just watch, this is just the prelude, the main event is yet to come." Yang Fann's eyes narrowed as a sense of superiority emerged within him.