Chapter 81 - Old Grudges

The one who ran in was a little girl who was only one or two years older than her little sister. Yang Junshan recognized that this was Ninth Aunt's daughter, Yang Junqi.

When he saw Yang Junshan, Yang Junqi was obviously startled, he had long forgotten about Fourth Brother Yang Junshan. Yang Tian Ling had already anxiously ran out of the small courtyard, Yang Junshan did not bother to introduce him as he quickly followed.

Seeing a group of people surrounding them kicking and beating them up, and four to five egg-sized rocks rolling on the ground, a young man around the age of twenty jumped and shouted as he held onto his shoulder, cursing fiercely: "Hit him, beat him to death! If it wasn't for my Lao Yang's family taking care of him, this little wave of a hoof like you would have already been bought by someone in a brothel witook fence, how would you even have the strength to ambush me!"

"Stop!" Yang Tian Ling's feet moved like the wind, but he had been operating his spiritual energy all this time. When he saw this scene, he became even more anxious and shouted, "Twelfth brother, tell your men to stop. Do you hear me?"

The young man saw Yang Tian Ling running over from afar. He coldly snorted, but still shouted at the group of people beside him. The group of people all stopped and looked behind them, and saw Yang Tian Ling running over with an ashen face.

Yang Tian Ling did not care about reprimanding the crowd. Instead, she quickly walked to the place where the crowd had gathered. There waetite girl who had tattered clothes and disheveled hair, with footprints all over her body.

"Little Tong, Little Tong, how are you? Where are your injuries?"

Yang Tian Ling's words brought tears to Yin'er as she carefully hugged the little girl. The little girl's purplish face that was protected by her hands was revealed. Although it was covered in dust, there were no other injuries.

"Sister-in-law, I'm fine!"

The little girl's voice was low and trembling. It was obvious that she was enduring the pain.

Seeing this, the young man hurriedly madand gesture to the lackeys behind him, telling them to leave first. He saw that a young man of about his stature had appeared not too far away from him, and upon seeing the familiar face of the young man, panic flashed across his face. He then seemed to react, and stared fiercely at the young man.

"All of you, stop!"

He let out a sigh of relief, but when he saw a little girl being beaten up like this by a group of people, how could he hold back his anger? Seeing that the group of people were about to leave, he immediately stood up in anger and looked at the young man, "Little Sheng, what's going on? Don't you know him? How could you hit him so heavily?"

The young man retracted his fierce gaze from Yang Junshan's body, and immediately changed into a wronged look. He shouted at Yang Tian Ling: "Sis, how can you blame me for this, your brother, it's not like you don't know that I've been ambushed twice by these little hooves. Every time they hid on the road and hit me with rocks.

The young man immediately let Yang Tian Ling see the clothes on his shoulders and said, "Your brother, I can't possibly let someone hit me and not retaliate, right? The mud man still has a bit of ruthlessness. Furthermore, it's not the first time. She deserves it!"

Yang Tian Ling seemed to understand what had happened. Obviously, this wasn't the first time something like this had happened. As she was cleaning the dust on the girl's body, she angrily said, "Such a young child, how could you actually do it? And he got hit this hard? How old are you? No matter what, her cultivation has already reached the Immortal Foundation. To be hit by a rock by a thirteen year old little girl, how could she lose her face? "

The young man laughed, then said: "Isn't this the first time I've heard her being so arrogant in our Lao Yang family? It shouldn't be the first time she's used a rock to smash me, if it wasn't for you giving me some face, I would have endured until now right?"

"But she is still a child after all. It was wrong of you to do this to her!"

Yang Tian Ling's tone was still stern, burace of helplessness and difficulty appeared on her face.

But Sis, your brother also has some nasty things to say first, if this little girl continues to court death, then don't blame me for not taking care of big sister's face, I won't believe it, this Lao Yang family member still has fear and trepidation in his heart! "

Finished speaking, the young man turned around to greet him and wanted to leave, but after passing by Yang Junshan, he suddenly stopped, and sneered: Some people who have the guts to leave back then, and do not come back, they have no face to come back yet did not forget to call their little bastard back to take advantage of Lao Yang, I spit, what are these things!

Facing the sarcastic remarks of the young man, Yang Junshan naturally replied back: "Looks like some people just didn't teach them enough. Even at the age of 21, they are still at the Immortal Foundation level. They have lived for five or six years already!"

This young man was Yang Tiangang's second half brother, Yang Junshan's twelfth uncle, Yang Tianshou.

As the youngest son born of Yang Lie and the Wang Clan, both Yang Lie and the Wang Clan doted on him to the extreme. Yang Lie's personality was originally strong like fire, and had strict control over his younger generation, but when he treated his youngest son, it was because his temperament had become more and more restrained, and perhaps this was the old saying, "the grandson of the eldest son, the son of the eldest son, the son of the eldest son". It was precisely this kind of affection that fostered Yang Tianshou's arrogant and domineering character within the Yang Family, and even the entire Bluestone Town.

Yang Tianshou was naturally talented, but he had been raised with a delicate personality, so how could he endure the boredom and pain of cultivation? He walked and fought all day just to stir up trouble, no one in Bluestone Town dared to stop his.

Yang Tiangang was a kind person, he saw that the one or two restrictions he did not have the ability to cure the illness, and could not bear to see his little brother's cultivation talent being wasted, so he began to personally supervise Yang Tianshou's cultivation.

Yang Tianshou was so controlled by Yang Tiangang that he dared not speak out of anger, but chose to not understand Yang Tiangang's intentions. Instead, he harbored hatred in his heart, but after being controlled by Yang Tiangang for a few years, this brat's cultivation had increased by a lot.

Five years ago, when Yang Junshan's family left the Bluestone Town, they saw this guy jumping and laughing as he followed behind the carriage and cursed. At that time, the sixteen year old Yang Tianshou had already raised his cultivation to the fourth level of the Mortal Realm. Now, five years later, this brat's cultivation was still at the fourth level.

In these few years, Yang Tiangang had gone back to the Bluestone Town a few times, and every time he came back, this brat would hide himself far away and not dare to face Yang Tiangang. Just now, when he saw Yang Junshan, he thought that Third Brother Yang Junshan had returned to the clan once again, he was shocked, but then, he immediately thought that it was impossible for Third Brother to be even younger than him, and his cultivation was even lower than his own. Thus, he immediately realized who the person in front of him was, and couldn't help but start to mock him.

Who would have thought that not only was this nephew not afraid, but his mouth was slick enough to poke at his lungs. This caused the kid to become angry, 'Your father was no match for your father back then, so how could I let a little beast like you sneer at me today?'

"Impudent, how can you talk to your 12th uncle like that? Old Third really teaches a good son. Today, I will discipline you on behalf of Old Third!"

With that, Yang Tianshou's palm slapped towards Yang Junshan's face.

How could Yang Junshan let him hit her? With a light step, he had already dodged to the side.

"Yang Tianshou, what are you doing!"

Just as Yang Tian Ling helped her sister-in-law up, she saw Yang Tianshou and Yang Junshan fighting and couldn't help but to shout loudly. This roar also caused the lackeys beside Yang Tianshou that were eager to give iry to see what was happening.

How could Yang Tian Ling not know about the enmity between the third brother and his little brother? She couldn't help but be angry. Bullying a little kid, this little brother no longer had the look of a cousin.

"Good boy, you still dare to dodge? You're going against the heavens!"

Yang Tianshou's palm turned into a fist and smashed towards Yang Junshan's shoulder. The force of the fist brought about the sound of wind and the spirit energy was already channeling to the fist and if this fist was hit, then any normal teenager who was at least fourteen or fifteen years old and at the third stage of the Mortal Realm would have his shoulder blade broken.

This wasn't a lesson, this was an injury, this was revenge!

Yang Junshan snorted, his two fists striking out, unexpectedly he did not dodge or evade, and actually clashed with Yang Tianshou's fists.

"Good boy, you actually dare to fight back. You are simply courting death!"

was not angry, and instead washed his hands instead. The power of his fist unconsciously increased by a bit, spirit energy leaked out from the pores of his fist, causing the space between his fists to become distorted, and he threw his left fist straight at Yang Junshan's fist. At the same time, his left hand formed a fist on his waist.

With Yang Tianshou's battle experience, Yang Junshan could already guess what he was going to do with his eyes closed. "Pa!" Yang Tianshou's fists collided with Yang Junshan's fists, and the devastating scene that was anticipated did not occur, nor did he hear any sound of pain. Instead, it was as though Yang Tianshou's own fists had smashed onto two steel rods, causing him to grimace in pain.

Without time to think about the reason, Yang Tianshou's fist that was hidden at his waist was about to catch up. Unexpectedly, Yang Junshan's Wild Ox Fist style suddenly changed, and his previously iron-like arms suddenly crawled up Yang Tianshou's arms like two big snakes.

Before Yang Tianshou's fist could fall to the ground, both of Yang Junshan's arms suddenly twisted, and Yang Tianshou's arm immediately released a "creak creak" sound, as though it could break at any time. The intense pain caused Yang Tianshou to instantly cry like ghosts crying and howling like wolves, and even where the other fist was located, he could still land.

Although Yang Tianshou could not bear the pain, he was not stupid, at least he knew that his cultivation was higher than Yang Junshan's. Although the words were earth-shattering, the spirit energy in his body immediately counterattacked, attempting to suppress Yang Junshan using his cultivation.

Unexpectedly, the spirit energy in Yang Tianshou's body was likide, crashing into the waves one after another, but the spirit energy in Yang Junshan's body was like a solid reef. Even though he had been engulfed by the waves again and again, and had been smashed into smithereens time and time again, he had not moved an inch.

The more Yang Tianshou circulated the spirit energy in his body, the more shocked he was. Not only was he unable to forcefully suppress Yang Junshan with his cultivation, instead, the force coming from his arms was getting stronger and stronger, and in order to alleviate the pain coming from his arms, Yang Tianshou had no choice but to turn his body around. His entire body turned to face Yang Junshan, which could be considered to be completely controlled by others, and gave up the chance to resist.

Yang Tianshou was miserably controlled by a fourteen year old boy, when he turned around, he just so happened to see Yang Tian Ling, who was facing him. He did not feel the slightest bit of shame, but as if he had suddenly seen his savior.

Even Yang Tian Ling felt embarrassed for her younger brother, but still said, "Xiaoshan, let go of your twelfth uncle. He is jusooligan who doesn't remember to eat and fight. Don't lower yourself to the same level as him."

"What a wimp!" Yang Junshan cursed silently. Pushing his arms forward, Yang Tianshou's entire person was pushed flying by Yang Junshan, smashing onto a few of his subordinates and falling onto them.

Being helped up by a few of his followers at once, Yang Tianshou fiercely glared at Yang Junshan. After leaving behind the words "you'll see", he left the place in a sorry state with a few of his subordinates.

Yang Tian Ling looked at Yang Tianshou, then looked at Yang Junshan again, and said helplessly: "Xiaoshan, you, are you alright?!"

Yang Junshan could clearly feel that Yang Tian Ling was in a difficult situation. He smiled and said, "Ninth Aunt, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

Yang Tian Ling nodded, not knowing what to say. There was an awkward expression on her face.

Just as Yang Junshan was about to leave, a petite figure appeared from behind Yang Tian Ling, thinking to look over, it was the little girl who was beaten up by Yang Tianshou and the rest to the ground.

Yang Junshan nodded at the little girl, then walked to her side and left without looking back.

"Sister-in-law, who is this person? He's not that old, but he's so amazing!"

Yang Tian Ling looked at Yang Junshan's back and said: "He's my third brother's son. Little Tong, don't try to ambush Tian Shou again. Doing this is useless, it will only anger them even more."

The little girl nodded and said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry. I won't be in the future. I want to cultivate properly. It's something that belongs to our Peng Family. I'll get it back myself in the future."

The dilemma on Yang Tian Ling's face deepened as she said bitterly, "Let's go back first. We'll talk about this later!"