I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 350 - 334: That Year, Once Looking Down from on High

Yang Xi looked down at the silent Yang Qingzi and shook his head in exasperation. "I just don’t get it. What’s so great about that Wang Meng? You should know what kind of place the Great Yuan Realm is. Once you go, you can’t come back. Even those at the Sect Leader Level are no exception. But me? I’m the future Alliance Leader of the Eight Great Castles, a man who will stand above all others."

Yang Qingzi closed her eyes. Yang Xi didn’t press her, just smiled faintly. "Since you’re tired, Madam Yang, you should get some rest. I think you’ll be able to see your daughter tomorrow."

Yang Xi was very calm, as the strong always are. Everything was under his control.

Yang Xi gently closed the door, awaiting the wonderful moment to come. He was appreciating the benefits of power and status more and more. Even Long Qing, his self-righteous former big brother who always loved to compete with him, now had to respectfully call him Young Castle Lord instead of casually calling him "second brother."

On one hand, Yang Xi was drawn to Yang Ying’s beauty. On the other, he also wanted to completely solidify his position in Celestial Heart Castle. That was why he was so persistent.

Qiu Xiaoluan was waiting at the door. Seeing Yang Xi emerge, she hurried over. "Senior Brother."

Yang Xi glanced at Qiu Xiaoluan, then surveyed their surroundings before grabbing her hand. "Come with me."

Qiu Xiaoluan struggled slightly. "Senior Brother, I have something to tell you."

Without another word, Yang Xi yanked her along, pushed open the door to an empty room, and dragged Qiu Xiaoluan inside. He shoved her against the wall and started tearing at her clothes.

"Senior Brother, don’t! We can’t go on like this!" Qiu Xiaoluan forcefully pushed Yang Xi away.

Yang Xi gave Qiu Xiaoluan a cold look. "Little darling, are you trying to defy me?"

Qiu Xiaoluan bit her lip. "If Yang Ying is the one you want, why are you still doing this with me?"

After the uproar at the birthday banquet, although Yang Xi had been humiliated, his status hadn’t changed. With Yang Ying out of the picture, many vied for Qiu Xiaoluan’s affection, but in the end, he was the one to win her over, thanks to his advantageous position.

Qiu Xiaoluan had thought Yang Xi would give up on his obsession. After all, she was from Celestial Heart Castle, and with the Celestial Heart Ancestor’s prestige, her future there was boundless. If she could be with Yang Xi, it would be a good match, and she didn’t consider herself inferior in any way.

"My little darling, of course I want Yang Ying. As for you... you’re my woman too. It’s just that one of you will be in the light, and the other in the shadows."

"No, Senior Brother! I don’t want that! Let’s just end it here!" Qiu Xiaoluan was, after all, from a reputable family. Even now, she could still find a decent man. Besides, Jiang Hu had always been devoted to her.

Yang Xi slammed Qiu Xiaoluan against the wall again, a savage grin on his face. "What, are you still thinking about that brat Jiang Hu? Now that you’re my woman, you have two choices: die, or let me fuck you!"

He gave her no chance to argue, ripping open her clothes. The thought of Yang Ying arriving tomorrow only made Yang Xi more excited. He thrust violently into Qiu Xiaoluan’s body. She struggled, and Yang Xi viciously slapped her twice across the face, forcing her to the ground. He changed their position, seeming even more aroused!

Qiu Xiaoluan didn’t dare to scream. If she did, she would be the only one to suffer for it. In Celestial Heart Castle, everyone from top to bottom would only protect Yang Xi. Her snow-white skin was a jarring contrast against the floor, along with her tears.

Fate is what you’re born with, but the path you walk is your own choice.

Zhao Guang was "reflecting on his mistakes" in quiet seclusion, sensing nothing but darkness in his future. He knew that once Wang Meng finished his personal affairs, it would be his turn. But what chilled Zhao Guang to the bone was the Ancestral Master’s attitude.

For some time now, Zhao Guang had sensed it—Wang Meng seemed to be doing very well for himself in the Great Yuan Realm, to the point where he could influence the Ancestral Master. Although it wasn’t obvious, it had been enough to put Zhao Guang on alert. But since he had no way of turning back, he had decided to act first and report later, before the Ancestral Master could change his mind.

But his efforts were all for naught. Incredibly, Wang Meng had fought his way back. And Zhao Tianlong’s attitude had taken a decisive turn. ’He’s going to sacrifice me!’

Zhao Guang couldn’t accept it. He just couldn’t accept it! ’Everything was going so well, so why did Wang Meng have to come back!’

’I have to find a way to turn this around. There’s always a way!’

’A true man must be ruthless!’

The Star Alliance Flying Boat’s Flying Array was indeed stable, and its speed was much faster. After a day and a night of travel, they had already entered the territory of Celestial Heart Castle.

The Celestial Heart Castle of today was a far cry from what it used to be. The prosperity of the surrounding area had clearly increased, with Flying Boats streaking past from time to time. They showed looks of surprise when they saw Wang Meng’s Flying Boat.

The Star Alliance’s Flying Boats had a rather peculiar design, and their emblem was very distinctive. It was one of a kind, at least in the Four Directions Small Thousand World. Very few people could even recognize the Star Alliance.

However, their attention wasn’t on the Flying Boat, but on Yang Ying. Her beauty was truly enough to topple nations. At this moment, the fair maiden was worried for her mother, and her sorrowful expression inspired a feeling of pity and affection in all who saw her.

Wang Meng gently held Yang Ying. As much as he wanted to comfort her, he knew that no amount of words would ease her mind until she saw Yang Qingzi safe and sound.

Sanmao, on the other hand, was lying on the edge of the Flying Boat, reaching out to touch the clouds. He was completely carefree, only looking over at Wang Meng and Yang Ying from time to time with curiosity.

Suddenly, the Flying Boat lurched to a halt. A Sword Cultivator had appeared before them, blocking their path.

"Where are you two from? This is the territory of Celestial Heart Castle. State your names!"

Wang Meng couldn’t help but laugh. ’Celestial Heart Castle is really something else now. We’ve barely entered their territory and someone’s already here to challenge us.’

"Wang Meng of the Holy Hall. I have some minor business with the Celestial Heart Ancestor," Wang Meng said.

The Sword Cultivator’s gaze fell upon Yang Ying, and an obsessed look appeared on his face. Celestial Heart Castle had expanded and recruited many new disciples, most of whom didn’t recognize Yang Ying. Even back in the old days at the castle, few had ever seen her.

"Kid, you’ve got a big mouth. The Celestial Heart Ancestor is the Alliance Leader of the Eight Great Castles. He’s not someone just any random nobody can meet. Hurry back and send someone from the Holy Hall with some actual standing."

The Sword Cultivator was exceedingly arrogant, mainly because Wang Meng and Yang Ying looked so young.

"I am Yang Ying. Tell Yang Xi I’m here!" Yang Ying said.

The Sword Cultivator was taken aback. "You... you’re Yang Ying?"

Wang Meng was getting impatient. "Why are we wasting so much time talking to this guy? Let’s go!"

The Flying Boat surged forward. The Sword Cultivator hadn’t expected Wang Meng to actually dare to force his way through. It was an act of rebellion! Without a second thought, he blasted a straight beam of Sword Qi at them.

Wang Meng didn’t even bother to look. Before the Sword Qi could even reach the Flying Boat, the Defense Array rippled, deflecting it. ’Could that level of Sword Qi even harm a single hair on my head?’

Wang Meng flew toward Celestial Heart Castle with Yang Ying. Behind them, the Sword Cultivator from the castle fired a red streak of light into the sky. It exploded with a flash. It was an alarm signal: an enemy was attacking Celestial Heart Castle.

Immediately, the disciples of Celestial Heart Castle began to gather, and a clamor erupted throughout the entire castle.

The Celestial Heart Ancestor was sipping tea, as was his habit. His bold decision back then to cooperate with the Ten Thousand Demons Sect had been absolutely correct, leading to Celestial Heart Castle’s current dominant position.

He had also obtained massive resources and was on the verge of advancing to the Grandmaster Level. Everything was smooth sailing. In fact, that uproar back in the day had turned out to be a good opportunity.

Although things weren’t perfect—he hadn’t managed to enter the Star Alliance—the Ten Thousand Demons Sect had suffered a setback and was now forced to rely on the Eight Great Castles Alliance. This, in turn, strengthened his own authority. ’Once I reach the Grandmaster Realm, it might be even better to try for the Great Yuan Realm.’

"What’s all that noise outside?"

"Ancestor, someone is trespassing in Celestial Heart Castle."

"What’s all the panic? How can such a small matter cause such a commotion? Go and quiet things down outside."

"Yes, Ancestor."

The attending disciple hurried out. ’Who on earth had the gall to cause trouble in Celestial Heart Castle?’

Wang Meng steered the Flying Boat to a position above Celestial Heart Castle. Across from him stood a neat row of Sword Cultivators, their gleaming Long Swords aimed right at them.

Just then, with a long cry, a young man appeared at the forefront of the formation. His eyes were fixed on Yang Ying. "Junior Sister Yang, it’s been a while."

"Long Xi, where is my mother!"

"Junior Sister Yang, I am Yang Xi now. Your mother is naturally my mother as well. She is perfectly fine here in Celestial Heart Castle. Welcome home!"

Yang Xi stared blankly at Yang Ying. He had thought of her day and night, and seeing her suddenly, he couldn’t suppress the joy in his heart, acting as if no one else was there.

Wang Meng was speechless. ’What’s wrong with this guy’s eyes? He just completely ignored a living person as big as me.’

"Long Xi, it’s been a few years and you still haven’t improved at all." Wang Meng had no choice but to remind a certain someone of his presence.

Yang Xi was a big shot now. ’What a damn day,’ he thought. People kept daring to call him by his old name, and he absolutely hated being called Long Xi now.

He was about to fly into a rage when he realized the man before him looked a bit familiar. "You are..."

"What, has it been so long that you’ve forgotten me? It seems my last lesson wasn’t enough," Wang Meng said with a smile.

"Wang Meng! You’re Wang Meng!" Yang Xi was dumbfounded. ’How did he come back?’

"I’ll give you two choices. One, respectfully send Madam Yang out, apologize, and promise to never harass Yang Ying again. Two, let me send you on your way."

Wang Meng said this, though he knew it was pointless. He only said it to make Yang Ying feel a little better.

Yang Xi let out a savage laugh. "Wang Meng, oh, Wang Meng. Who the hell do you think you are? Get him! Kill him!"

With a wave of Yang Xi’s hand, the Sword Cultivators behind him drew their swords in unison. A dense barrage of Sword Qi chopped toward the Flying Boat.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Wang Meng shook his head. The Flying Boat erupted in a flash of light. An attack of this level couldn’t even break through the boat’s Defense Array.

A flash of light streaked past. Broken Heaven Edge flickered through the air. A series of CRACKING sounds followed from the other side as dozens of Long Swords were all snapped in two by the One Slash Profound Light.

Yang Xi was dumbfounded. He had just thought of fleeing when he found he couldn’t move his body. Wang Meng already had him by the neck.

"Why are you so hopelessly overconfident? You always have to oppose me. Where is Madam Yang? Hand her over obediently and I’ll spare your life!"

Seeing Yang Xi captured, the other Sword Cultivators immediately threw out all their Hidden Weapons and Magical Artifacts. Wang Meng had just shown them mercy, but it seemed that sometimes, kindness is truly mistaken for weakness.

Another arc of light flashed by, followed by a wave of miserable screams. "If anyone else dares to lift a finger, they won’t live to see tomorrow’s sun!"

Hoisting Yang Xi up, Wang Meng stepped back onto the Flying Boat. "Tell them to bring Madam Yang out. Otherwise, you know what will happen."

"W-Wang Meng, you have some nerve! I am..."

SLAP... SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP...

Wang Meng rained a flurry of slaps on Yang Xi’s head. The thought of Yang Ying’s suffering made his anger boil over. Sanmao even rushed forward, signaling that he really liked this game. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)