"Demon Binding Queen, don’t go too far!"
Ye Miao’s voice was deep, exuding the demeanor of Confucianism, and he casually called out Jian Jiaojiao’s former nickname in Yanjing.
"Hmph, today, I am going to throw this kid out, and no one can stop me, not even you, Ye Kuangru!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Miao’s eyes narrowed, looking toward the entrance.
A slender figure was slowly approaching.
It was an old man about sixty years old, with a longsword as thin as a bamboo pole at his waist. He looked shabby, but his eyes radiated a sharp brilliance, carrying a powerful aura.
Ye Miao spoke in a grave tone, "Loose Cultivator, Zhu Zhusword?"
The sword-bearing old man walked forward step by step, and the onlookers felt a sense of oppression.
All attendees of this banquet were Yanjing elites, so how could anyone be allowed to bring weapons?
But he was an exception, and no one dared to stop him.
Because he was Zhu Zhusword, a top tribute of the Wei Family, ranked seventh on the Hua Xia Hidden Dragon List twenty years ago, an expert intermediate War King in Sword Dao.
It was heard that he was unremarkable in martial arts in his youth, not well-known, but accidentally obtained ancient teachings in his middle age, mastering extraordinary swordsmanship and gaining fame.
No one who has faced him could withstand three swords, hence he also has the nickname Zhu "Three Swords".
Seeing Zhu Zhusword appear, Ye Miao’s gaze became serious, and the sense of danger grew stronger.
Wei Wuming bowed respectfully to Zhu Zhusword. Although he was exceedingly arrogant, dominating the younger generation in Yanjing and known as the "Crown Prince", he dared not show any disrespect towards this old man.
"Elder Lu, it’s a bother!"
Jian Jiaojiao also nodded slightly. She had kept a low profile over the years, not showing off, but had already reached the Junior War King level in cultivation.
Being able to reach this level, Zhu Zhusword was indeed a tremendous help, and she respected him like a mentor.
"It’s alright, Ye Kuangru does have some skills!"
Zhu Zhusword stepped forward and stood in front of Ye Miao.
"I never expected the Ye Family to have another martial arts genius like you besides Ye Gang. Reaching Junior War King at forty, although not as genius as Ye Gang, you’re still top-tier!"
"The Ye Family having two War Kings, plus Ye Lei and Ye Shan, truly outstanding talent!"
He spoke calmly, looking at Ye Miao with eyes free of surprise.
"I do not wish to offend the Ye Family, but this is a gathering of Yanjing’s finest young generation, and the Wei Family is the host. As their tribute, I must follow the rules!"
"Let this child leave, I don’t want to take action!"
He pointed at Ye Qingfeng, his face indifferent and emotionless. Although his voice wasn’t loud, it seemed like an indisputable order.
Everyone’s gaze became focused, gathering on Ye Miao in an instant.
Even though Ye Miao always hid his strength, today he revealed his cultivation as a Junior War King. But he was facing a Sword Dao expert like Zhu Zhusword, whose cultivation had an overwhelming trend towards Ye Miao.
They all wanted to see how Ye Miao would respond.
Ye Miao’s eyes narrowed slightly, although he was a formidable presence among Junior War Kings, he was at most close to the level of the Intermediate War King.
But Zhu Zhusword had long stepped into the Intermediate War King Realm.
If it really came to a fight, he had an eight or nine out of ten chance of not being this person’s match. But he absolutely couldn’t allow Ye Qingfeng to leave.
This was not an ordinary trivial matter, but one concerning the Ye Family’s honor.
Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice, "Senior Zhu, no matter how Xiao Feng is, he is still a member of the Ye Family. With me, Ye Miao, here, no one can drive him away. Since you insist on his departure, I can only learn from you!"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhusword was not surprised at all. His sharp, lightning-like eyes locked onto Ye Miao, gently shaking his head, "Is this really necessary?"
Ye Lei and Ye Shan were anxious, although they hadn’t stepped into the War King Realm, they could still discern who was stronger between their father and Zhu Zhusword.
Moreover, Zhu Zhusword used a sharp sword, which could sever tendons and split leaves. If one was not careful, Ye Miao might suffer severe injuries or even become disabled.
And the instigator, Ye Qingfeng, looked indifferent, sitting cross-legged with Ouyang Liluo beside him, drawing countless scorns in secret.
Ouyang Liluo also heard of Zhu Zhusword’s reputation and knew his prowess. She was worried that something might happen to Ye Miao, so she whispered to Ye Qingfeng.
"It’s fine!" Ye Qingfeng gave her a reassuring look, then said to Ye Miao, "Uncle, exchange a few moves with him. Sparring with a master will greatly benefit your strength!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Miao was almost infuriated.
"This brat, I’m all set to fight because of you, and you still have the nerve to make such cool-headed comments!"
Zhu Zhusword stared at Ye Miao for a few seconds, slowly drawing that slender longsword.
"Ye Kuangru, if you can withstand three of my swords, I will not interfere in this matter!"
Such arrogant words shocked many present. They all retreated to the walls, knowing that with Zhu Zhusword’s cultivation, unleashing his sword would cover the space with Sword Qi.
Ye Miao’s eyes narrowed suddenly, a bead of sweat dripped from his forehead.
Zhu Zhusword’s three swords would indeed be astonishingly powerful.
Han Qingqiu and Wei Wuming, among others from the younger generation, widened their eyes, afraid to miss any detail.
After all, such high-level duels were seldom seen by them.
Qiu Ying was surprised in her heart, but her gaze remained on Ye Qingfeng.
"He is also a master, why doesn’t he act?"
Ye Miao stood ready, with spiritual power surging all over him, forming spiritual energy around his body. Ye Lei and Ye Shan moved to the side, trying to pull Ye Qingfeng back, but Ye Qingfeng ignored them, pulling Ouyang Liluo close instead.
"Little Ouyang, how about watching them fight from the VIP seats with me?"
Ouyang Liluo’s pretty face looked surprised. She didn’t think Ye Qingfeng was someone who would act so recklessly, but at this moment she couldn’t see a trace of panic on his face, making her heart full of confusion.
"Xiao Feng, don’t fool around, retreat together with your Brother Lei and Brother Shan!"
Ye Miao’s voice was grave; a battle between War Kings could tear the house apart. Although they would pay attention to restraint, ordinary people caught in it would surely die.
"It’s fine, you won’t hurt me. Fight as you wish!"
Ye Qingfeng grinned, unconcerned.
His behavior was seen as utterly ignorant in everyone’s eyes.
"A War King-level expert, a little spiritual power leak could cost you your life, yet you still boast so!"
Wei Wuming couldn’t help but say coldly.
"No worries!" Zhu Zhusword waved his hand, "My attacks are solely aimed at Ye Kuangru, no one else will be harmed!"
This statement shocked everyone even more.
Zhu Zhusword’s Sword Dao had indeed reached the realm of Heart Sword Unity, where mind and intent align seamlessly.