Covering the Sky: I, Wang Teng, truly lack the bearing of an emperor.

Chapter 35 With your strength, how dare you provoke me?

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't!" Jiang Yichen quickly explained.

"Then let's pretend it didn't happen," Wang Teng said with a smile.

He knew that Jiang Yichen must also know that he possessed a treasure.

However, he has the backing of the Northern Plains Royal Family and is widely recognized as having protectors following him, making him someone that ordinary people cannot shake.

Let alone a mere Jiang Yichen, even an elder from an ancient aristocratic family with real power wouldn't lay a hand on a descendant of the Wang family, arguably the largest family in the Northern Plains, just because of a treasure.

Whether it will succeed is one thing, but what happens after the news gets out is another.

Ye Fan's expression was one of surprise and uncertainty; at this moment, he hesitated.

He's been targeted by the ancient aristocratic family!

He was glad he hadn't agreed to go to the ancient aristocratic family; otherwise, who knows what kind of crisis he would have faced.

"Once you leave here, escape at full speed and don't linger."

A voice suddenly rang in Ye Fan's mind.

He came to his senses and saw that the boy named Wang Teng was looking at him.

In an instant, he developed a good impression of the boy, who first saved Jiang Tingting's parents and then reminded him to escape.

"Jiang Yichen, you'd better behave yourself in front of outsiders!" Jiang Caixuan scolded Jiang Yichen again.

"I didn't!" Jiang Yichen quickly explained.

He absolutely cannot admit to this!

"Alright, I'll travel with you for a while," Wang Teng said with a smile.

He hadn't originally planned to go to the Jiang family's place, but now he wanted to see what the commotion was about.

At the same time, it's also a way to improve her image in front of Ye Fan.

“Okay, let’s travel together for a while then.” Jiang Yifei readily agreed.

After seeing Ye Fan off, Wang Teng crossed his arms and looked at Jiang Yichen with a half-smile.

He knew perfectly well how many great knights were here.

Of course, he knew that this method might not be able to really keep an eye on Jiang Yichen.

Sure enough, not far along, one of the great knights fell behind.

Wang Teng stopped.

“Two knights are missing,” Wang Teng said, his gaze sweeping over Jiang Yichen.

"What do you mean? It's such a long journey, wouldn't it be alright to send a few knights back to deliver the message?" Jiang Yichen retorted directly.

“Brother Yifei, since you’ve heard of my deeds, you should know what I can’t stand. I show no mercy even to my own family. If something truly ungrateful were to happen before my eyes, I might not be able to bear it,” Wang Teng said with a smile.

“Brother Yunshan and I hit it off immediately, and Tingting calls me Brother Wang Teng. Ye Fan has also taken good care of Tingting and Uncle Jiang, so I won’t stand idly by,” Wang Teng continued.

"It seems like we're crossing generation lines a bit..." Jiang Caixuan reminded her.

“Then you can call me… Uncle Wang Teng, just like Tingting does,” Wang Teng said with a smile.

I've put up with that brat Jiang Yichen for far too long!

Wang Teng felt that there was no need for him to play it safe. It wasn't the time to set up a trap for Duan De, so what was the point of playing it safe?

"Wang Teng! You've gone too far! The families from Beiyuan come to the Eastern Wilderness to show off their power. Do they really think there's no one else in the Eastern Wilderness?" Jiang Yichen also got angry.

Especially when he heard the words "Uncle Wang Teng." They were about the same age; how could he call a stranger "uncle"?
As arrogant as Jiang Yichen was, how could he possibly agree!

“The Eastern Wilderness is a land of outstanding people and abundant resources, so naturally there are people who can suppress me. Unfortunately, that person is not you. If it weren’t for the fact that you are a disciple of an ancient family, and that Brother Yifei and Sister Jiang Caixuan treat people well, do you think you would still be able to talk to me now?” Wang Teng retorted sharply, refusing to back down.

"Yichen, that's enough! Recall those knights!" Jiang Yifei shouted.

Jiang Tingting and her family, spanning three generations, are all here. What kind of behavior would it be if they found out about this?
Before they even got back, they were already fighting amongst themselves, even turning against their own benefactors?

"Brother Wang Teng, don't let Brother Ye Fan be bullied!" Jiang Tingting said softly, sitting in Jiang Caixuan's lap.

"Brother! I'm not convinced! I'm going to fight him!" Jiang Yichen said angrily.

As a disciple of an ancient and powerful family, who would dare to be disrespectful to him?
As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a purple-gold gourd, which spewed out flames!

This is a flame capable of burning even cultivators in the Dao Palace Secret Realm. It is a top-quality flame among those of the same level, and there are few young people who can withstand it!

The Dao Fire surged and transformed into a fire lion in mid-air, roaring as it charged toward Wang Teng!
Jiang Yichen was confident that even if the opponent was a master at the fifth level of the Dao Palace, he could severely injure them!
“Your fire is too weak, not even one-tenth as powerful as the flame I used to temper my body when I first entered the Dao Palace Secret Realm,” Wang Teng said.

With his hands behind his back, he faced the distorted flames that scorched the void, remaining unfazed. He even strolled leisurely toward the fire lion, offering no resistance and letting it crash into his body and explode in mid-air!

This attack was like a small meteorite exploding. Jiang Yichen used all his strength from the very beginning to vent his anger in this way.

However, when the fire died down, Wang Teng remained unfazed, and there wasn't a single charred spot on his clothes.

"Is this all you've got to rely on for your arrogance? It's nothing special," Wang Teng said calmly.

Jiang Yichen's expression changed drastically. Holding the purple-gold gourd, he took two steps back, his face filled with disbelief.

Why is the opponent so powerful when they haven't even reached the end of the Dao Palace Secret Realm yet?

At this moment, Jiang Yifei and Jiang Caixuan's expressions also underwent subtle changes.

Although the former knew some legends about Wang Teng, this was the first time he had seen some of Wang Teng's strength!

Unfathomable!

Even in the Eastern Wilderness, he would be a formidable figure who would be famous throughout the region.

“You made the first move, so you’ll have to take my hit too,” Wang Teng said.

He extended a finger, drew a circle in the air, and then tapped it lightly.

A sharp aura of Geng metal appeared, carrying a mysterious presence, tearing through the void and pressing down on Jiang Yichen.

Seeing this attack, Jiang Yichen knew in his heart that this was something he simply could not resist!

He reached into his waistband, grasped something, and a resolute look appeared on his face.

At the critical moment, Jiang Yifei sighed.

“Brother Teng, Yi Chen was indeed in the wrong. After returning to the clan, I will personally supervise and ask the elders to punish him,” Jiang Yifei said.

He formed a hand seal, and a barrier like the sunset appeared in front of Jiang Yichen, shimmering with the afterglow of fire, blocking most of the attacks.

“However, I also think Brother Teng is right. Mistakes must be punished. This blow was Yi Chen’s own fault.” Jiang Yifei said calmly as he released his hand seal.

The remaining sword light fell, leaving a sword wound on Jiang Yichen's body, and blood gushed out in an instant.

“I’m really worried that Brother Yunshan might be targeted when he returns to the Jiang family,” Wang Teng sighed and said.

"Please rest assured, Brother Teng, the Jiang family will absolutely not allow its members to kill each other. Moreover, Tingting's lineage also has influential figures in charge," Jiang Yifei said, subtly revealing something.

Several tiny sword wounds, as if cut by a hair, appeared on his hands, but under his control, no blood flowed out.

(End of this chapter)