Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 1736 - 1735: Young Master Ao Xue, Lin Qisha!
The stranger is as gentle as jade, Young Master Wushuang is unmatched in the world.
This is the praise countless people from the Lower-Class Star Region have for Young Master Wushuang.
Young Master Wushuang, unmatched in the world!
When he rose to prominence, he shocked the Lower-Class Star Region. With the cultivation base of Third-Grade Spirit Body Order, alone with a longsword, he entered and exited over a hundred battles with Fourth Grade, Fifth Grade, and even Sixth Grade Spirit Body Realm cultivators, ultimately leaving gracefully.
Leaping three levels, truly terrifying!
There are even rumors that at that time, World Without Equal could fight against a Seventh Grade Spirit Body Realm, nearly invincible under the Void Heaven!
It was precisely because of that battle that Wushuang’s fame thoroughly resonated throughout the entire Lower-Class Star Region.
He didn’t join any factions but was personally approached by one of the most terrifying and untouchable figures in the Lower-Class Star Region, the Destruction Empress, who took him as a disciple.
This further boosted his fame, directly making him one of the Top Ten Young Masters, squeezing out a Young Master from before!
Presently, after hundreds of years, World Without Equal’s cultivation base has reached the Void Heaven Realm, the grade unknown, but undoubtedly his battle prowess, already daunting, has become even more formidable thanks to the teachings of the Destruction Empress.
Within the Void Heaven Realm, few dare provoke him. If there are any, they are at least of the Seventh Grade Void Heaven Realm and have considerable backgrounds!
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Su Han looked up at the approaching Wushuang, his eyes slowly narrowing.
There’s no denying, this person is indeed handsome and elegant.
Sword-shaped eyebrows, star-like eyes, distinct features, flowing long hair, and his Qingyi robe as mist.
In this world, although strength is revered, appearance clearly is extremely important too.
Those men can risk their lives for their beloved goddesses, and those women can also go crazy to astonishing extents.
For instance, at this moment, with Wushuang’s arrival, dozens of women flew up from below and rushed towards him.
They expressed ardent confessions, merely to attract Wushuang’s attention, but the latter didn’t spare them a glance, his entourage coming beside him and driving those women away, preventing them from approaching.
In this scenario, Wushuang descended from the sky, landing on the ground.
The crowd immediately cleared a space, creating a vacuum area with a diameter of a hundred meters for Wushuang.
Standing there, it’s as if his entire being radiates light, making even many men overwhelmingly envious, yearning to become him instantly.
"Alas..."
The young man who previously spoke to Su Han shook his head with a sigh and said, "People’s pursuit of geniuses has gone too far. As long as one’s strength can improve, what kind of woman can’t be obtained?"
Su Han couldn’t help but glance at him, thinking the young man was quite right.
In this world, what truly matters is strength.
"But Wushuang is indeed very handsome, hard to imagine how his parents could have such strong genes."
The young man continued with a sigh, "And his astonishing ability to leap three levels in battle, coupled with the mighty backing of the Destruction Empress, it’s no wonder those women are so infatuated."
"Destruction Empress?"
Su Han blinked and asked, "What is his relationship with the Destruction Empress?"
"He’s the Direct Disciple of the Destruction Empress, don’t you know that?"
The young man looked at Su Han as if he was a monster, "This is old news. Anyone who knows Young Master Wushuang’s name is aware of this. Don’t tell me you haven’t heard of Young Master Wushuang?"
Su Han shook his head.
He truly hadn’t heard, with no interest in idle inquiries. To him, these so-called geniuses were no different from ordinary people.
"You really are... peculiar!"
The young man shook his head with a sigh, "Since you don’t know, let me explain to you."
"Hundreds of years ago, Young Master Wushuang was at the Third-Grade Spirit Body Order but effortlessly slaughtered over a hundred Spirit Body Realm cultivators, who were mostly Fifth Grade and Fourth Grade, with some being Sixth Grade."
"Because of that battle, Young Master Wushuang became famous, with countless factions extending olive branches to him. Eventually, the Destruction Empress personally made him her Direct Disciple."
Su Han suddenly understood and nodded slightly.
So, this World Without Equal does possess some skills. Leaping levels in battle is one thing; leaping levels to kill is another.
Especially since Wushuang leapt three grades in battle, remaining formidable beyond comparison.
"Quick look, another young master is here!"
At this moment, the crowd broke into commotion.
Su Han furrowed his brows slightly, looking over as well, only to see a vast expanse of blood-red coming from the horizon, like a blood-colored cloud.
When they arrived, just then did everyone realize the blood-red was a piece of satin.
A single man stood on the satin. His expression was gloomy; his looks weren’t handsome, yet not ugly, with an aquiline nose and thin lips betraying his stingy nature.
"Quick, get out of the way!"
Sensing the individual’s descent, the crowd instantly dispersed, seemingly very apprehensive about him.
Even those women looked pale, unlike the infatuation they showed towards Wushuang.
"Who is he?" Su Han whispered.
"You don’t know him either?"
The young man was completely speechless, whispering, "One of the Top Ten Young Masters, ranked eighth, Young Master Ao Xue, Lin Qisha!"
Before Su Han could speak, the young man continued, "This Young Master Ao Xue has a peculiar personality, fond of killing and women. But the women he plays with become furnaces, rarely surviving. You’d best stay away from him and absolutely avoid provoking him; can’t you see how afraid everyone is?"
"No wonder." Su Han said.
This Lin Qisha wasn’t ugly, yet the women dared not approach, being exceptionally terrified, the reason now clear.
"Young Master Wushuang arrived quite early, seemingly determined to obtain the Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid!"
Lin Qisha suddenly said, his gaze locked on Wushuang, with a smirk at the corner of his mouth, appearing somewhat menacing.
His voice was sharp, somewhat jarring, and very unpleasant.
"You’re not late either." Wushuang spoke indifferently, his gaze unmoving.
"That old woman Destruction Empress didn’t play with you, did she?"
Lin Qisha squinted his eyes, sneering, "She’s a hag alive for nearly a million years. I wonder how she tastes, though I reckon you couldn’t bear it."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the crowd changed slightly.
Daring to speak of the Destruction Empress like this, only Lin Qisha could, indicating his brazenness.
Wushuang finally turned his head, looking at Lin Qisha.
"Shut your dog mouth, or my longsword will shred your tongue!"
