Chapter 932: The Eight Extremes War Chariot

“Has this kid lost his mind? Who does he think Lord Yue Jianqiu is? How could he lower himself to meet a junior?”

“Even if this kid really has some background, Lord Yue Jianqiu won’t come! If he does, the Yue family will lose face today.”

“Heh, it’s getting more and more interesting! I’d like to see how the Yue family will salvage this.”

Ye Yuan stood calmly in the street, completely ignoring the crowd’s chatter.

But more and more onlookers gathered. The longer the stalemate dragged on, the harder it would be for the Yue family to save face.

Ye Yuan had burned half of Brightmoon City to the ground. If Yue Jianqiu stooped to come see him in person, Brightmoon City would never hold its head high before the world’s heroes.

Beside him, Yue Jianfeng’s mind was in turmoil. He never imagined that this young man was the same Ye Yuan who had made the Zhou family look so foolish.

Two years earlier, Zhou Yan had gone to trouble the Crimson Cloud Sacred Land on his own, only to be knocked unconscious and sent back to the Zhou family.

That incident had caused a huge stir in both Sunscorch and Brightmoon cities.

After Zhou Yan was brought back, the Zhou family elders had clamored to destroy the Crimson Cloud Sacred Land.

But later, the matter simply fizzled out.

Outsiders didn’t know the reason, but the Yue family knew it all too well! Zhou Jia had discovered that Zhou Yan was injured by the Soul Martial God King!

The Ten Great God Kings were absolutely not something the Zhou family could afford to provoke.

And a mere native youth from the lower realm had countless ties to the Soul Martial God King—how could the Zhou family dare to act rashly?

The Yue family had long known of Ye Yuan’s existence, but they never believed he could cure Yue Mengli’s illness.

Not until Zhou Yan returned in defeat did they gain a bit more confidence.

Yet years passed, and Ye Yuan never appeared, leaving the Yue family torn between hope and fear.

Despite Ye Qing’s Green Spirit Heart-Melting Liquid, Yue Mengli’s condition had worsened over the past two years.

Yue Jianfeng never expected Ye Yuan to show up now!

But he was even more shocked that they met like this.

Just as the crowd was buzzing, the neighing of horses came from the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw a war chariot flying in from afar.

The chariot was awe-inspiring, its entire body gleaming with bright bronze, exuding a powerful pressure.

Judging by its aura, it was clearly a top-grade sacred artifact!

“It’s the Eight Extremes War Chariot! The Yue family actually deployed the Eight Extremes War Chariot! This chariot is Yue Jianqiu’s personal ride and a symbol of status. He only drives it out to greet the most honored guests! Could some great figure be on the way?”

The appearance of the Eight Extremes War Chariot immediately caused a stir among the crowd.

This chariot was a top-grade sacred artifact with terrifying combat power. But more importantly, it represented the Yue family’s highest courtesy for honored guests.

Even for a God King, the Yue family might not necessarily send this chariot to greet them.

Now, during the Brightmoon Grand Tournament, many God Kings had come to observe. Deploying the Eight Extremes War Chariot at this time clearly meant welcoming some important figure.

Ye Yuan gazed at the Eight Extremes War Chariot, a smile flickering at the corner of his mouth.

He was no stranger to this chariot. Years ago, when he first came to Brightmoon City, Yue Jianqiu had personally driven it out to welcome him.

Times had changed, and now Yue Jianqiu was driving it to greet him again.

Of course, no one thought the Eight Extremes War Chariot was coming for him.

Using the Eight Extremes War Chariot to welcome a mere Heaven Enlightenment Realm kid? Impossible.

“As befits a family head, he certainly has boldness and decisiveness!” Ye Yuan said with a half-smile.

Beside him, Si Yin’s eyes flickered as she whispered, “Young Master Ye, you don’t actually think the Eight Extremes War Chariot is here for you, do you?”

Ye Yuan smiled. “What else do you think?”

The Eight Extremes War Chariot was extremely fast, arriving above the street in the blink of an eye. Everyone looked around, trying to spot the great figure.

But they couldn’t find anyone!

On the chariot, a middle-aged man in splendid robes, with a face like jade, stood with robes fluttering, exuding the full bearing of a master.

“Master Ye, Jianqiu has waited long years for you. You’ve finally come to Brightmoon City! I’ve prepared some modest wine—would Master Ye care to join me for a chat?”

A steady voice rang out. The middle-aged man was inviting someone called Master Ye to come up.

The people below searched everywhere for this “Master Ye.” But who could be called Master Ye?

Although Ye Yuan had clamored for Yue Jianqiu to come, they simply didn’t believe Yue Jianqiu would personally drive the Eight Extremes War Chariot to welcome him.

Yet Yue Jianfeng and his nephew Yue Yunfeng were both stunned!

They never imagined the family head would grant Ye Yuan such high honor! Even if the Zhou family head from Sunscorch City visited, Yue Jianqiu would never deploy the Eight Extremes War Chariot!

But for Ye Yuan, he actually did!

Si Yin, too, stared at Ye Yuan in shock. She hadn’t expected Yue Jianqiu to really come for him.

Ye Yuan slowly rose, leaped up, and flew toward the Eight Extremes War Chariot.

Seeing this, everyone was dumbfounded.

“This kid really thinks he’s something? Even if the Yue family head agreed to see him, he wouldn’t drive the Eight Extremes War Chariot, would he?”

“What a joke! A mere Heaven Enlightenment Realm brat dares to claim the title of master? The family head’s appearance is just a coincidence, and he actually takes it seriously!”

“Haha, this kid is a complete clown! The family head is welcoming an honored guest, and he runs up to make a fool of himself!”

For a moment, jeers rose and fell.

Though Ye Yuan had kept shouting for Yue Jianqiu to come, they never believed Yue Jianqiu would personally drive the Eight Extremes War Chariot to welcome him.

The Eight Extremes War Chariot had greeted many great figures, but none below the God King realm!

Who did Ye Yuan think he was?

Yet the scene of Ye Yuan being blasted by the Eight Extremes War Chariot never came.

Instead, Yue Jianqiu stepped down from the chariot and walked toward Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan looked at Yue Jianqiu and said calmly, “Family Head Yue, this display of yours is quite grand.”

Yue Jianqiu’s gaze was deep as he studied Ye Yuan, inwardly quite surprised.

Ye Yuan was very young, but he showed none of the impatience of youth. On the contrary, facing him, Ye Yuan actually had the bearing of a master!

Yue Jianqiu’s superior aura had been accumulated over years. Yet Ye Yuan, standing opposite him, was not the least bit inferior in presence!

This scene felt very incongruous to him.

Yue Jianqiu smiled. “Master Ye’s alchemy skills are unparalleled; no greeting is too grand! This is no place for conversation. Please, Master Ye, board the chariot.”

Ye Yuan nodded slowly and stepped directly into the Eight Extremes War Chariot.

Yue Jianqiu did not immediately follow but casually left a remark: “Feng’er, you nearly made a grave mistake today. Report to the Punishment Hall for your sentence!”