Chapter 99: The Battle of Ding Wugu (2)

“Young Master Yan, I will clear the way for you!” the Azure Dragon called out from his horse.

Beside him, the Vermilion Bird and the Black Tortoise exchanged glances, both filled with curiosity.

They could both sense the change in everyone’s attitude toward Yan Chuan. The Holy Maiden was much kinder to him now, and the Azure Dragon showed him great respect.

Seeing their confusion, the White Tiger immediately exclaimed, “Young Master Yan saved my elder brother’s life while imprisoned. You should show him some courtesy!”

“Oh?” The two fell silent, then respectfully bowed to Yan Chuan.

The four were as close as brothers. Though they didn’t know exactly how Yan Chuan had saved the Azure Dragon, the White Tiger’s words made it an undeniable fact. Such a debt of life earned their heartfelt gratitude instantly.

Along the journey, the army crossed mountains and rivers. With the four great experts leading the way, the obstacles on the mountain paths vanished in moments, and the rivers froze instantly on command. The three thousand-strong force swiftly approached not far from Yang Zhijiu’s location.

On the mountain peak, Yang Zhijiu and Ding Wugu watched the approaching army coldly.

“Three thousand soldiers, and not one lost?” Ding Wugu’s face darkened.

“Indeed, not a single casualty,” Yang Zhijiu raised an eyebrow.

“Young Master Yang, you can imagine—if Yan Chuan hadn’t deliberately planned this, why would we choose to enter through the Yang Gate? He must have set us up! Otherwise, how could so many mortals under his command come through unscathed?” Ding Wugu said with venom.

“True. Entering the Yang Gate nearly cost me my life once,” Yang Zhijiu’s expression also turned grim.

“So, Young Master Yang, I ask for your support shortly,” Ding Wugu added again.

“Very well,” Yang Zhijiu nodded.

At that moment, Yan Chuan’s army drew near.

The troops halted, and Mo Yuxi looked up toward Yang Zhijiu and Ding Wugu on the mountaintop.

“Yan Chuan!” Ding Wugu suddenly shouted.

Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes at Ding Wugu. The soldiers all glared fiercely at Ding Wugu.

“So, the great geomancer Ding! Lost an eye, huh? Must stand so high just to see me?” Yan Chuan sneered coldly.

As the main soul of the First Legion, Yan Chuan held a longstanding deadly grudge against Ding Wugu, showing no courtesy whatsoever.

“Hmph, a mere mortal dog who blinded me and tricked me into a chaotic formation deserves death!” Ding Wugu retorted harshly.

“Ding Wugu?” Mo Yuxi’s eyes widened.

The Azure Dragon and White Tiger both glared at Ding Wugu angrily.

“Yuxi, this is a personal grudge between Ding Wugu and Yan Chuan. It’s best you stay out of it,” Yang Zhijiu interjected with a timely smile.

“Mortal dog? Hah! Are you calling yourself that?” Yan Chuan’s eyes flashed with murderous intent.

“What madness is this, Ding Wugu? And Yang Zhijiu, why are you egging this on?” Mo Yuxi said, displeased.

“Yan Chuan, if you have the guts, don’t hide behind women. I challenge you and your three thousand troops to settle this once and for all!” Ding Wugu bellowed again.

“Scoundrel!” Mo Yuxi glared fiercely.

At that moment, Yan Chuan suddenly raised his hand, stopping Mo Yuxi.

“Miss Mo, please calm yourself,” Yan Chuan said with a smile.

Afterward, he turned to Ding Wugu. “So, you want to challenge me?”

“Exactly. Do you have the courage?” Ding Wugu said coldly.

“Ding Wugu, you are at the Essence Realm. How dare you challenge someone at the Power Realm?” the Azure Dragon scolded.

“Hmph!” Ding Wugu snorted dismissively.

Mo Yuxi naturally wanted to intervene, but before she could speak, Yan Chuan beat her to it.

“Miss Mo, since Ding Wugu wishes to challenge me, please be my witness,” Yan Chuan said solemnly.