The Green-Clothed Youth

"Rumble..."

The enormous Dragon Nest, resembling a world of its own, came crashing down upon the Golden Armor Knight Order, its violent pressure causing even the heavens and earth to change color.

"Golden Armor Heaven-Bearing Formation!"

Lan Qingshuang was the first to react, shouting loudly. Following her command, all the golden-armored knights formed hand seals, their bodies and horses merging into one. The divine radiance of their golden armor converged, forming a massive array above their heads.

"Boom"

However, just as the formation took shape, it was shattered by the divine light of the Dragon Nest. Countless individuals were sent flying, bloodied and chaotic, their formation instantly disrupted.

If the Dragon Nest's pressure had descended at that moment, countless lives would have been instantly crushed.

Yue Changfeng was used to being arrogant. In his understanding of the situation, after their provocation, someone from the opposing side should step forward to mediate. Both sides would introduce themselves and display their strengths, gauging the differences between them.

He hadn't anticipated that the Dragon Nest wouldn't pay them any attention at all. With a sudden attack, they caught Yue Changfeng's group off guard.

"Seeking death!"

Yue Changfeng was furious. Nine veins radiated behind him, and his ochre battle armor resonated with explosive roars. What was unexpected was that his ochre battle armor was actually complementing his inherent Dragon Veins. The power of destiny and aura of fortune merged, and the pressure was rapidly rising.

Yue Changfeng prepared to face the impact from the Dragon Nest. However, the Dragon Nest didn't intend to deliver a fatal blow. Instead, it continued to move in its original direction, gradually distancing itself. Following that came a languid voice:

"I don't mind arrogant people, but I despise those who are even more arrogant than me. I especially detest those who are utterly incapable but still act arrogant."

Upon hearing that voice, Lan Qingshuang felt as if lightning had struck her, barely believing her ears. The team she led also wore expressions of disbelief.

"Is it him?"

By now, the Dragon Nest was already far away.

"Who is he?" Yue Changfeng was both shocked and furious at the same time.

"He's the one who helped us get the ochre battle armor," Lan Qingshuang sighed.

Yue Changfeng was initially filled with rage and wanted to chase after the Dragon Nest. However, Long Chen's words had nearly infuriated him to death. The words not only caused significant harm, but were also profoundly humiliating.

But upon hearing Lan Qingshuang's words, Yue Changfeng was suddenly taken aback. He tightly gripped his spear, hesitating whether or not to engage in a bloody battle with this arrogant individual.

"Oh, so it's that wandering rogue who our Fairy Qingshuang calls 'big brother'," Tu Meng's eyes shifted slyly, her tone filled with malicious intent.

Clearly, Tu Meng was scheming behind the scenes. She had placed her own informant within Lan Qingshuang's team, and she was familiar with Long Chen.

"Our Fairy Qingshuang, known as the aloof beauty, was harassed, yet she shows no anger. Wow, that's quite strange. Could it be..." Tu Meng covered her lips with her hand, wearing an exaggerated expression of surprise.

"Seeking death! I'll go and kill him right now!"

Yue Changfeng's fury erupted instantly. Men detest this kind of situation most of all, especially given Long Chen's earlier humiliation. How could he bear it?

Lan Qingshuang's face was masked in frosty anger, as if she wanted to tear Tu Meng's mouth apart. This woman was truly malicious.

"Yue Changfeng, have you lost your mind? Clearly, you initiated the provocation, and they merely retaliated in self-defense. They didn't kill anyone. Is that an issue? On our journey, we've been provoked three times. You want to wipe them all out without leaving anyone alive. Isn't sparing their lives a kind act?

If it weren't for him helping, would you have been able to wear the ochre battle armor? Even if you don't feel grateful, you shouldn't repay kindness with enmity, right?" Lan Qingshuang roared hysterically. She was on the brink of losing her mind, not caring about anything at this point.

Lan Qingshuang's outburst left Yue Changfeng dumbfounded. His rage dissipated, and he was utterly stunned. After so many years of being with Lan Qingshuang, it was the first time he had witnessed her losing her temper.

Tu Meng immediately seized the opportunity, adopting a mocking tone, "Oh dear, you're defending that man so passionately..."

"Hmph!"

Suddenly, Lan Qingshuang pointed a short sword at Tu Meng. As everyone saw that sword, they were taken aback.

"You damn wretched woman, it's because of you stirring up trouble here. Since you hate me so much, then come, face the Curse Sword and fight to the death." Lan Qingshuang's expression turned grim.

The Curse Sword, also known as the Judgment Sword, was inscribed with the life symbols of two individuals. The countdown of the judgment symbols would begin, and if the two couldn't determine life or death within a specific timeframe, the Judgment Sword would explode. At that point, both individuals would die.

It was a form of inescapable death judgment, used by some sects when disciples had irreconcilable conflicts. As leaders of their respective factions, they might resort to the Judgment Sword when intense conflicts emerged among their subordinates, leaving them with no alternatives.

Now, the Judgment Sword was being used on Lan Qingshuang and Tu Meng. Everyone was startled, including Yue Changfeng, whose expression changed dramatically. A tinge of fear flickered in Tu Meng's eyes, for she saw a strong killing intent in Lan Qingshuang's gaze.

Having clashed with Lan Qingshuang multiple times, Tu Meng and she were evenly matched in strength. Neither could confidently say they could defeat the other. If a battle erupted between them, both would ultimately die. Clearly, Lan Qingshuang wanted to take Tu Meng down with her.

"Qingshuang, what are you doing? Put away the Curse Dagger now!" Yue Changfeng's face paled as he shouted sharply.

However, at this moment, Lan Qingshuang's eyes brimmed with murderous intent. She stared coldly at Tu Meng, gripping the short sword, not uttering a word.

Lan Qingshuang had always held Yue Changfeng in high regard and never defied his wishes. However, this time, she was thoroughly angered. If things continued like this, the Golden Armor Knight Order would be ruined by them. She had to wake Yue Changfeng up.

But to do that, she had to silence Tu Meng, the vile woman. Otherwise, with her continuously fanning the flames, Yue Changfeng would only stray further from the right path.

Lan Qingshuang stood firm, and even Yue Changfeng couldn't do anything. For a moment, silence descended upon the entire Golden Armor Knight Order.

As for the members of the knight orders that Lan Qingshuang and Tu Meng led, they tightly gripped their weapons. If a major conflict erupted between the two, they would only choose to protect their respective leaders.

"Step, step, step..."

Just as tension filled the air, the sound of footsteps broke through. Everyone was startled, realizing that someone was approaching them.

They turned to look and saw a young man in green robes walking toward them. He appeared to be around fifteen or sixteen years old, with delicate features resembling that of a scholar. His aura was not prominent, but behind him in the void, a massive dice appeared.

The dice was about three feet tall, perfectly square. As it rotated slowly, countless runes surged, giving it a peculiar appearance.

When he appeared, everyone, including Yue Changfeng, was astonished. This green-clothed youth had come so close to them before they noticed. What's more, they realized their perception had no effect on this young man.

The youth lowered his head, his hands manipulating a few bone cards that swayed back and forth. He frowned, seemingly deducing something, completely ignoring Yue Changfeng and the others.

The youth walked slowly past the group, just a few yards away. In that moment, even Lan Qingshuang was filled with astonishment. She looked at the youth and even forgot to scold Tu Meng.

"Halt!"

Suddenly, Yue Changfeng extended his spear, and a surge of vigorous wind whistled as he blocked the youth's path.