Supreme Violent Young Master

The mouth of the river. True Lord Erlang's shrine." A person wearing a white robe was sitting upright. He had a handsome appearance, and could be said to be a rarely seen handsome man in the prehistoric era. However, there was a golden line on his forehead. It looked extremely strange, but it also added a bit of mysteriousness and charm to it.    

    

This person was none other than one of the most outstanding disciples of the third generation, the nephew of Jade Emperor Great Celestial Sovereign Haotian, True Lord Erlang Yang Jian. Yang Jian was a man who reminisced about old times, so even after becoming a god, he had never gone to the Heavenly Court to be an official. He came to his hometown, the mouth of the river, and became a god that protected his people.    

    

He naturally showed great respect and pride to this young master of the Yang family who was born in the mouth of the river. As long as they were in the mouth of the river, there was no one who didn't know that they were from the True Lord Palace. The incense of the True Lord's Temple had always been strong.    

    

Bringing the Mei Shan brothers and the Howling Celestial Dog with him, Yang Jian was close to living in a semi-secluded area like the mouth of the river.    

    

It was not because Yang Jian did not have a broad heart and ambition. It was because he did not want to see his cheap uncle, that he had been living in seclusion here. Normally, he would just drink tea, admire the flowers, and practice. Or perhaps it could help people in the mouth of the river to fulfill their own wish and protect the people of this small place.    

    

All these years, the place Yang Jian went the most was Mount Hua. Out of the Yang siblings, Yang Jian had been rather close to Yang Chan since he was young. With Yang Jiao learning in Qingyang Island, Qingyang Island wasn't something that anyone could go to. Therefore, Yang Jian could only go and see his younger sister.    

    

All these years, Yang Jian and Yang Chan's relationship had grown closer and closer.    

    

Yang Jian also knew about Yang Chan's love affair with a mortal in Mount Hua, but he did not take it seriously. After all, the three Yang siblings were not people to be trifled with. Yang Jiao and Yang Chan were born with Qingyang Island, while Yang Jian himself was a disciple of the Primeval Sage. In the Three Realms, such an identity was almost unstoppable. Haotian naturally wouldn't offend them.    

    

Yang Jian also liked Liu Yanchang. Although he was still a scholar, Liu Yanchang's knowledge could be said to be rare among mortals. The two of them shared similar feelings, and Yang Jian was happy to see it.    

    

However, in these past few days, Yang Jian felt more and more danger, and the Heavenly Eye on his forehead continuously throbbed. It seemed to tell him a bad sign. As a warlord figure in the era of the Conferred Gods, Yang Jian had inherited the military's customs. Although he was gentle and refined, his disposition was good. But today, he made a pot of good tea and carefully savored it.    

    

Tea can sober people up, but wine can mess around. From this, it could be seen that Yang Jian's current state of mind was unable to be at peace.    

    

Quietly, he picked up the teacup. The teacup was very exquisite. Peach colored cinnabar was sparkling with carvings of falcons. It seemed to fit Yang Jian's personality very well. However, what was strange was that there were two tea bowls on Yang Jian's tea table, while another tea bowl was filled with tea.    

    

Only Yang Jian was left in the True Lord's Temple. However, judging from Yang Jian's expression, he seemed to be waiting for someone.    

    

Not long after, the sound of dogs barking could be heard outside the True Lord's Temple. The smile on Yang Jian's face slowly spread out as he said softly, "It would be great if we could have friends from afar!"    

    

As Yang Jian's voice rang out, the barking outside the True Lord Temple slowly stopped. Very soon, an old man wearing a white robe walked into the main hall of the True Sovereign Temple. He was full of smiles, but there was a hint of ridicule in his smile. But since the evil dog is blocking the way, it shouldn't be a way to treat guests, right? "    

    

The thin black dog outside seemed to have a mind of its own. Hearing this old man speak ill of itself in front of its master, it naturally could not stop itself from barking once more.    

    

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Howling Celestial Dog, don't be rude!"    

    

"Wuwuwu ?" After a series of pitiful whimpering sounds, the Howling Celestial Dog once again lay quietly at the entrance. However, its eyes were still fiercely glaring at the incoming person. The person acted like he didn't see anything. He casually sat down in front of Erlang Shen and looked at the teacup in front of him. He said with a smile, "The True Lord is waiting for someone?"    

    

"Since I know that Venus is coming, I naturally have to make some preparations! In order to avoid being disrespectful to the Heavenly Court! " Erlang Shen's words were rather impressive, but the mockery in them caused Taibai Jinxing to feel rather awkward. He also shook his head helplessly. He thought to himself, [This is definitely an objection to the Heavenly Court for Erlang!]    

    

The two of them sat down and looked at each other for a long time. Only then did Yang Jian ask, "I wonder, why did you come to my River Head today?"    

    

Li ChangGeng's eyebrows jumped as he asked, "Does the Great Magic of a True Lord still not know the purpose of this little old man's visit?" Li ChangGeng raised the teacup and took a sip as if nothing had happened. Feeling the fragrance on the corner of his mouth, he smiled and said, "True Lords sure know how to enjoy life. If my guess is correct, this pot of tea should be like white snow, right? Not bad, not bad! "    

    

"I've let Venus down, it's precisely Yang Chunxue!" Yang Jian replied without moving his expression.    

    

"True Lord's life is just like that of an immortal. I'm so jealous!" Taibai Jinxing and Li ChangGeng pretended to be envious. Although these sort of bland days were good for retirement, Taibai Jinxing had been in the Heavenly Court for many years, how could he give up the power in his hands! These words were just for show.    

    

Yang Yu waved his hand and said mockingly, "Venus is joking, but then again, Venus came to my river mouth this time, looks like my good days are coming to an end!"    

    

Li ChangGeng was surprised at first, but then he nodded and said, "Since the True Lord knows, then it's better for you to follow me to the Heavenly Court! The God of Justice, below him and above all of us, even the True Lord's brothers Mei Shan and the 1200 Grass Head Gods can accept the bestowment from the Heavenly Court. Why are you being so stubborn, True Lord? "    

    

"The king is your uncle after all!" Li ChangGeng could not help but sigh.    

    

However, on the surface, Yang Jian seemed to be mocking him, "Uncle?" After laughing twice, Yang Jian continued asking, "Back then when he destroyed my river mouth and the Yang family, why didn't he know that he was our uncle? Back then, he caused my family to fall into ruin. When I had parents that I couldn't meet, and brothers that I couldn't reunite with, why didn't I think of him as our uncle? Too late to think of it now! "Too late."    

    

Yang Jian slowly stood up from his seat and said coldly, "Back then, when the Founding Founder bestowed the order of Divine Seal, I, Yang Jian, became a god with a body. Have you all forgotten about this?"    

    

Seeing how excited Yang Jian was, Li ChangGeng screamed in his heart, "Not good!" He inwardly sighed over how he had made such a miscalculation. He had initially wanted to use the Great Sky Sovereign's name and his kinship to move the cold Erlang Shen. However, from the looks of it, this effect was just the opposite. On the contrary, it evoked the deepest hatred in Yang Jian's heart. This was simply a comatose move.    

    

However, since he had already used a stun, he had to make a comeback. Otherwise, it would be difficult to even compare himself to ascending to the heavens if he did not invite this Erlang Shen to show himself. After awkwardly coughing twice, Li ChangGeng immediately said, "Calm down, True Lord, calm down! "No matter what, His Majesty is still the True Lord's uncle. This blood relation cannot be erased!"    

    

Yang Jian remained silent. Seeing Yang Jian remain silent, Li ChangGeng was overjoyed. He continued, "There are always things in this world that require people's respect, and blood relatives must always think of them. Furthermore, since the True Lord has already stepped into the Immortal Realm, we should know that His Majesty was forced to do this! "    

    

"To be honest, the relationship between Your Majesty and Princess Yaoji is even closer than the relationship between you and the Third Saintess. However, Immortals were different. For a person like you with the body of a half-immortal to be born in this world, it is definitely unfair to the cultivators of this world. Unfairness represented resentment. Once grievances reached a certain level, it would be destructive. As the saying goes, when immortals are moved by emotions, the Three Realms are not at peace! " Li ChangGeng crossed Yang Jian's bottom line bit by bit. As he spoke, he paid attention to Yang Jian's expression. Only after seeing that this person, who looked like a god of war in the Heavenly Court, wasn't angry did he feel at ease.    

    

"The Heavenly Court has its rules. Those who violate it must naturally be punished. Furthermore, isn't the True Lord's father, Yang Tianyou, currently cultivating his Qingyang Island? "    

    

It was undeniable that Li ChangGeng was indeed a good lobbyist. Yang Jian's expression changed a little, but Yang Jian was not a fool. He understood that at this moment, Haotian had given the order for the river to flow into his mouth. Naturally, he had to make a move on Yang Chan, the female deity. No matter what, Yang Chan was his sister, Erlang Shen's, Yang Jian's, sister. Even though he knew that it was just a play, he still didn't want his sister to suffer.    

    

Sighing, Yang Jian said, "The Heavenly Court probably already knows about the matter of the Third Saintess. However, I will not make a move. Venus is right, we have to respect bloodlines. I, Yang Jian, cannot do what that heartless uncle of mine can do. If His Majesty wants me to deal with this matter, then I, Yang Jian, will be powerless! "    

    

Li ChangGeng was stunned, and his expression began to turn ugly. After all, he knew very well what Great Sky Sovereign Haotian wanted to do. There was a reason why he wanted to recruit Yang Jian into the heavens. However, most of them were still probing. Now that Yang Jian had let go, this probing could be considered as a success. When he thought about how the pure and pure Third Saintess, who was like a fairy, would be trapped under the mountain for more than ten years, just like how her mother had done, he couldn't help but lament in his heart.    

    

The Three Saintess didn't have much influence in the Heavenly Court, but many deities still had an inexplicable good impression of this little girl. Therefore, no one wanted the Third Mother to end up like this.    

    

Hearing Yang Jian's resolute argument, Li ChangGeng did not refute and only nodded, "Your Majesty's meaning is very clear, I hope that True Lord can go to the Heavenly Court and become the God of Justice. As for the matter with Yang Chan, His Majesty did not inform me, so I naturally will not interfere!"