Duan Xiyang’s temper flared up, not caring whether Xue Fuxiao was recovering from a battle or not. Anyway, this raging anger needed to be vented first.

If I don’t vent, I’m going to suffocate!

Looking at Duan Xiyang’s stance, if he really fought, he’d definitely disregard everything, and once the fight started, half of Baiyun State might be gone.

Xue Fuxiao sighed, recalling the strategy long decided upon with Dongfang Sansan.

"I played Duan Xiyang like this, if he finds out he’ll be unhappy and furious, and he might even kill to vent his anger. That demon could totally do such a thing."

"I previously told you to show some delay during the fight with him, did you do it?"

"I did."

"How did Duan Xiyang react?"

"He said I probably reached the Conscious Barrier Period."

"That’s it. If one day he discovers and gets angry at you, you should do like this, then break his momentum, and moreover, scold him and enjoy the thrill."

"Such as?"

"To deal with someone like Duan Xiyang, you must learn to handle him."

"I know, I will handle him, but how exactly?"

"...Eh, are you stupid? First let him flare up... then..."

Now seeing Duan Xiyang having indeed noticed something, starting his rage.

Xue Fuxiao instantly recalled the strategy Dongfang Sansan arranged years in advance.

He frowned, slightly revealed his momentum, eyes wide open, letting a burst of Sword Intent surge out.

Instantly, Duan Xiyang and Feng Yunqi’s clothes fluttered, both stunned.

Is this guy going to make a move?

"You and I are enemies; even if I play you, so what? I actually don’t want to explain to you, but besides my sword, there is no other. I just took a small half-step forward. Can’t you feel it? Are you stupid?"

Xue Fuxiao looked disdainfully at Duan Xiyang: "Have you got any brain? I can’t even break through? Playing you, I have such great interest? You’re not even my son!"

Duan Xiyang’s fully furious momentum suddenly paused: "Just broke through?"

"Not just suddenly broke through. When we fought a few times before, I happened to enter the Conscious Barrier Period, you said it back then."

Xue Fuxiao said.

Duan Xiyang instantly remembered, he did mention it, and for a moment felt somewhat sheepish: "Oh, oh yeah, I forgot."

"So, wasn’t I playing you?"

Xue Fuxiao glared, face like frost. Yet inwardly he finally exhaled a breath. In front of Sansan’s scheme, Duan Xiyang was predictably grasped!

Duan Xiyang feeling a bit guilty, coughed and said: "Anyway, you want to fight me! Why such a fast breakthrough? The Conscious Barrier Period is usually not that short."

Xue Fuxiao snorted: "Speak to me properly! Admit I’m not playing you?"

"Cough, a breakthrough is good, want to drink?"

Duan Xiyang sheepishly, completely deflated, even sounding somewhat appeasing: "A lifelong mortal enemy congratulates you, how about that?"

Duan Xiyang softened.

He truly softened!

This opportunity is not something Xue Fuxiao could miss!

Thus, Xue Fuxiao suddenly erupted, pointing at Duan Xiyang, cursing loudly: "Duan Xiyang, you damn bastard, just now you actually cursed me!"

"What kind of person did you take me for?!"

"Deceiving, playing you, concealing... you think I enjoy losing? You damn show-off, do you think it feels nice inside? A mere breakthrough, and you slapped a dirty label on me?"

Xue Fuxiao spit flying, cursing: "Damn bastard, actually cursed me, and so unpleasantly!"

Duan Xiyang wanted to retaliate, but felt he had no ground, no confidence, couldn’t get to it.

Could only mumble stubbornly: "I and you are enemies, mortal enemies! Not your friend, what’s wrong with cursing you?"

Xue Fuxiao jumped mad with rage: "Shut your damn mouth! So what if we’re enemies? After all these years, I may not like you, but when have I ever underestimated you? Your Martial Arts Cultivation is intact, status is intact, even as foes, but have I ever even once looked down on you? And yet in your eyes, I’m such a despicable person!"

Duan Xiyang stared wide-eyed, rigidly taking the scolding.

Couldn’t even argue back.

Because he truly felt he was at fault, he was lacking, owed Xue Fuxiao.

I can kill a thousand people without blinking.

But for a rival of equal force, I cannot betray my conscience.

Therefore, Duan Xiyang believed he should be scolded.

Stand tall when beaten.

Maintain posture when scolded.

So Duan Xiyang kept a proper posture.

Sprayed full face with Xue Fuxiao’s spittle.

Once Xue Fuxiao’s curses seemed exhausted, having no more words, and the drama finally reaching satisfaction, Feng Yunqi began to mediate: "Alright, alright... calm down... it’s not such a big deal..."

Duan Xiyang defiantly wiped his face and said: "After he’s finished cursing, you come to mediate... you darn fool..."

Glared fiercely at Feng Yunqi.

Then suddenly recalled, immediately said: "This can’t be entirely blamed on me, Feng Yunqi here said you have hidden strengths, that I’m not your match, need to wait for a real showdown first!"

Xue Fuxiao turned to stare at Feng Yunqi, anger rising: "Chess player, you’re unkind. Not satisfied until one of us dies?"

Unexpectedly, the gossip became about himself.

Feng Yunqi twisted his face and said: "Duan Xiyang, you are really good at selling out, can’t speak for yourself and started to sell me?"

Duan Xiyang finally found a way to ease the awkwardness, eagerly shifted focus: "Dare you say you didn’t say it?"

Feng Yunqi’s liver and guts exploded in anger, shaking all over: "I said the time was not yet, and besides, neither of you formally challenged each other, therefore the Cloud Weapon List can’t change ranks, is that wrong? Duan Xiyang, did you get your Wei Wo Zheng Sect chief position by twisting the facts?"