C424 Go fetch Elder Xiao Yi

After passing through a few busy streets, Ji Haotian arrived at a bustling marketplace. Just as Ji Haotian was about to leave, he heard the sound of rumbling thunder behind him.

"Those who don't want to die, scram!"

A cold voice sounded out from behind Ji Haotian.

Ji Haotian turned around and three young men appeared behind Ji Haotian.

At the very front was a young man of around twenty-three to twenty-four years of age. He wore white embroidered clothes, and his handsome face carried a trace of a dark and cold aura. There was even a prideful look on his face.

The young man was sitting on a huge white wolf that was completely covered in white mane. Along the way, most shops that didn't have enough time to take them away were immediately overturned by the huge white wolf. It wasn't difficult to tell that the young man was a disciple from an extraordinary sect.

Followed by the young man were two guards wearing furs and armor. The two of them sat on an antelope that was much taller than an ordinary Ferghana horse. It was at least three adults tall. Although the speed of the two guards wasn't as fast as the young man in the distance, the difference wasn't too great. They followed behind the man in white clothes and rampaged through everything in their path without restraint.

The white clothed man looked at Ji Haotian who had turned around and a hint of anger flashed past his eyes. The giant white wolf that was sitting down didn't have any scruples, and as if it was looking at a delicacy, it immediately opened its bloody mouth and bit down at Ji Haotian's neck.

The man in white looked down at the wolf and said proudly, "Kid, it's your honor to be able to feed the Snow Wolf for the rest of your life. Enjoy the pain slowly!"

"This little fellow actually dared to block the Misty Cloud Sect. Song Yun's path is likely going to become that demon beast's food!"

"Who can we blame? Who let that kid provoke a sect disciple with an extraordinary background?"

The numerous vendors standing on both sides of the street looked at Ji Haotian who was still standing by the side of the road, and spoke with a hint of sneer in their eyes.

Ji Haotian, who had originally planned to leave, stopped in his tracks. His gaze indifferently glanced at the white wolf in the distance with disdain.

The eyes of the huge wolf that was about to open its bloody mouth violently trembled. Its two front legs kneeled on the ground with a "pa da" sound. Its eyes flickered with fear, and its legs continuously trembled.

Ji Haotian shook his head and prepared to leave this place and head to the Nine Tripods Commerce.

"Brat, stop right there. Did I let you go?" In his opinion, the Ji Haotian in the distance was only at the early Immortal King Stage. With this kind of strength, he did not even put Ji Haotian in his eyes, and that brat actually dared to disturb his mount.

"Oh, what do you want from me?" Ji Haotian's brows slightly knitted as he asked.

"A mere early Immortal King Stage little cultivator dares to disturb the demonic beast I am sitting on? He is simply too reckless." "Brat, I advise you to cripple your own arm now. I might let you off!" Song Yun looked at the white wolf that was kneeling on the ground, shivering. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he spoke.

One had to know that his strength was at the level of an immortal king level great heaven master. Even in the sect, he was the pride of many young ladies.

"Since that's the case, you should leave your arm behind today!"

Ji Haotian remained calm and said indifferently. His eyes were like a placid lake.

"You're courting death!" When Song Yun heard this, his expression turned extremely ugly. He stepped forward and his body fell off the white wolf's body like an eagle spreading its wings. His fierce fist, mixed with a powerful force that made people gasp for breath, ruthlessly smashed towards Ji Haotian's chest.

Ji Haotian could feel an aura being emitted from Song Yun's body. He shook his head slightly and took a step forward. His body moved like a gust of wind, appearing behind Song Yun in the blink of an eye.

Song Yun looked at Ji Haotian, who had disappeared in front of him like a shadow, and was slightly shocked. He did not think that Ji Haotian possessed such a profound movement skill.

When he felt the bone-piercing chill from behind him, and wanted to stop himself, he realized that because of the inertia of rushing forward, he could not stop at all. If Ji Haotian, who was far away, were to make a move, he could only rely on the inner armor on his body to passively defend.

"Kid, you won't be able to kill me, but the movement technique you use is not bad. This kind of brilliant movement technique is not something you can possess. I advise you to obediently hand over the movement technique scroll to me. I might consider letting you off!" Song Yun poured the spiritual energy within his body into the inner armor. After pouring the spiritual energy into it, a giant defensive spirit tattoo that looked like a piece of armor appeared behind him.

Ji Haotian did not pay attention to Song Yun. Instead, he unsheathed the blade in his hand, and with a flash of dazzling light, he chopped at Song Yun's shoulder.

Ka-cha! *

"Ah!" "You actually dare to cut off my arm. You simply do not know your place. My godfather is an elder of the Misty Cloud Sect. He will not let you off!" Song Yun could feel the intense pain coming from his right arm as he looked at Ji Haotian with a sinister expression. He also did not expect that the ant, whose strength was only at the early Immortal King Stage, would not only be able to break his defensive runes, but also cripple his right arm.

One had to know that he was the foster son of the Misty Cloud Sect's Elder, Xiao Yi, who had brought his sect back from the outside world. Even within the Misty Cloud Sect, none of the sect disciples dared to speak rudely, much less attack him and cripple one of his arms! But the distant Ji Haotian actually dared to directly attack him, and even cut off one of his arms.

Ji Haotian frowned, his expression calm as he said: "Oh, so it's his son, that's even better. Call him over, I'll wait here."

When he had mentioned his godfather Xiao Yi in the past, all the cultivators who had heard Xiao Yi's name were all trembling. But now, not only was Ji Haotian not afraid, he had an indifferent expression on his face.

Did he not know who Xiao Yi was?

Thinking of this, the disdain in Song Yun's eyes deepened. He sneered and ordered the two people behind him to go find his godfather.

"Who is that kid?" He actually crippled one of Song Yun's arms and had the guts to get Song Yun to call his godfather over. Doesn't he know that Song Yun's godfather is an inner elder of the Misty Cloud Sect? "

"I guess that brat must have been an ant from some remote place. He didn't even know who Xiao Yi was. He was just too reckless."

All of the cultivators looked at Ji Haotian with sympathy, and spoke up.

Two hours later, in a room of a restaurant.

A middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged with cold sweat beading from his forehead. His face appeared exceptionally hideous. After a while, he relaxed.

Standing behind Xiao Yi was an old man. When the old man sensed the aura radiating from Xiao Yi, he heaved a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness there's this Body Recovery Pill. If you were a few days later, you would've really become a cripple."

"This time, I still have to thank the Grand Elder for his help. If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid that I would have really become a cripple my entire life." Xiao Yi spoke with gratitude.

"Xiao Yi, who was the one that frightened you so much this time? Do you want me to help you kill him?" The Grand Elder asked.

"Grand elder, there's no need for you to ask. That person's strength is far from what I can afford to provoke. Moreover, even you, an elder, are not a match for that person. I'm guessing that person's strength has already reached the Immortal Emperor Stage." Xiao Yi said with lingering fear as he thought of the mental pressure Ji Haotian had released at that time.

"Immortal Emperor Realm?" You actually provoked such an expert? " When the Grand Elder heard this, his expression became somewhat unsightly.

"Grand Elder, don't worry. At that time, the other party did not take me too seriously. Otherwise, they would not have allowed me to leave." Xiao Yi sighed as he spoke. Of course, he knew that those big shots with power as high as that of immortal emperors had treated him like a speck of dust. If it wasn't for him wanting to occupy the Sky Room, he wouldn't have encountered such a disaster.

Hearing this, the elder let out a sigh of relief and could not help but ask, "Do you know the other party's name? In the future, we will come to apologize."

Xiao Yi shook his head and sighed. "Back then, when I knew the strength of the other party, I was so scared that I could only run away and didn't have the time to ask."

Just as the two were about to say something, someone knocked on the door.

"Elder, something terrible has happened! Senior-apprentice Brother Song Yun's arm has been crippled!" A guard wearing leather armor said as he came to the door.

Hearing this, Xiao Yi's eyes glinted with a cold light as he thought to himself, "No matter who it is, if they dare to cripple my godson's arm, then they can forget about leaving Tianwu City alive."

Under the guidance of the guards, Xiao Yi and the Grand Elder left the restaurant and rushed in Ji Haotian's direction.

An hour later, Xiao Yi and the rest rushed over.

Xiao Yi looked at Song Yun, whose arm was broken, as his expression turned extremely unsightly. "Who was it that crippled my son's arm?"

Ji Haotian looked at Xiao Yi, who had rushed over, and a strange darkness flashed across his eyes. He shook his head and said, "It's me.

When Xiao Yi heard this familiar voice, he couldn't help but to look towards the direction of the voice. However, when he confirmed that the young man was Ji Haotian, his previous anger was like a deflated ball as he opened his mouth wide, not even daring to say a single harsh word.

When Song Yun saw Xiao Yi approaching, a cold light flickered in his eyes as he said, "Brat, you've crippled my arm and are still looking down on my godfather. Do you think you'll be able to live past today? "In my lifetime, if I were to see a genius like you die at my hands, it would not be in vain …"

Just as Song Yun was about to lash out at Xiao Yi, he was interrupted by a resounding slapping sound. His entire body flew backward like a kite with its string cut.

He knew that Xiao Yi was the famous protector of the Misty Cloud Sect, but he had never expected that the current Xiao Yi would actually make a move on his foster son without any intention of holding back. What kind of situation was this?

"Godfather...?"

Song Yun's entire face was swollen like a pig's head. His eyes widened as he stared at Xiao Yi, who was about to make his move. He also didn't expect that Elder Xiao Yi, who was always treating him like his own son, would actually act against him.

After slapping Song Yun, Xiao Yi had a bitter smile on his face as he looked at Ji Haotian in the distance. With a respectful tone, he said, "My lord, I never thought that my son would make a move on you. He … "He probably doesn't know that it's you yet."

When Song Yun heard this, his eyes were filled with confusion. He did not expect that his godfather, who did not put anyone in his eyes, would actually bow to the kid in the distance. Apologize, who exactly was he? Could it be that his background was even higher than his godfather's?

"Godfather, is he the son of that great family? Why haven't I seen it before? " Song Yun asked softly.

"No... However, he was even more terrifying than those aristocratic young masters! "Hurry up and come over, apologize to the lord!" Xiao Yi glared viciously at the distant Song Yun as he spoke harshly.

"Lo... Lord, I … Wrong, I shouldn't have provoked you! " He never thought that Ji Haotian, who was far away, would actually have such a great background. He knew that he had offended an existence that he could not afford to offend, and the moment he thought about it, he felt like crying.

Ji Haotian looked at Song Yun, shook his head, and said, "The next time I see him, he will still be like this, I will send him to a place!"

Xiao Yi hurriedly nodded. When he thought of this, he let out a sigh of relief in his heart. He knew that if Ji Haotian told him to kill his son, he would not hold back and kill him.

"Don't worry, my lord. When we get back, I will definitely punish him well. I definitely won't let him be like he is today!" Xiao Yi hurriedly said.

Ji Haotian nodded, and with an indifferent expression, he walked towards the direction of the Nine Tripods Commerce.

Xiao Yi looked at Ji Haotian who was walking far away, staring fiercely at Song Yun who was standing beside him, and said, "Next time you meet him, you have to think of a way to please him. "If you still provoke him like you did today, I will kill you with my own hands no matter if he will attack you or not!"

When Song Yun heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched violently. His eyes were filled with bitterness, but he still nodded his head. Even though he did not recognize the distant Ji Haotian, he knew that he could not afford to offend the distant Ji Haotian.

The old man standing beside Xiao Yi looked at Ji Haotian and asked, "The senior that you spoke about at the inn earlier, could it be him?"

Xiao Yi nodded and said, "Yes."

The Grand Elder's expression grew unsightly as he heard this. He glanced at Song Yun, who was standing next to Xiao Yi, not concealing the killing intent in his eyes.

Song Yun felt the Grand Elder's gaze and felt his heart tremble. His back was covered in cold sweat and he quickly took a step back. He had no doubt that if his godfather were not here, he would have died a horrible death.

"Grand elder, Yun'er doesn't know that person's identity, please let him go!" Xiao Yi said.

"Hmph, Song Yun, you better change your temperament. If not for your godfather, you would have already turned into a corpse!" The Grand Elder said coldly.