Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 379: Beautiful Things

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Chapter 379: Chapter 379: Beautiful Things

"I’m not interested in anything else. Long Yuan, you’ve been orchestrating mass killings for so long, and your intelligence should surpass that of Zhong Da, right?" Yang Tianxiao said.

Long Yuan immediately replied, "Yang Zhong wants to kill this time because he plans to investigate foreign data, right? No... Could it be the Devil Palace?"

"Ha! It’s the Devil Palace! I’m going to destroy them!" Yang Tian chuckled nonchalantly.

Destroy the Devil Palace?

Is it no big deal?

When Long Yuan heard Yang Tian’s words, his face twitched slightly.

What is the Devil Temple?

It’s one of the top powers in the overseas underworld.

If anyone else had said this to him, he would have scoffed and cursed at them.

But it’s Yang Tian standing before them.

The world’s number one man!

No matter how formidable the Devil Palace is, to Yang Tian, it would be effortlessly annihilated.

As for why Yang Tian is looking for the Devil Palace, as the leader of the Basalt Battle Group, Long Yuan knows a little.

After Yang Tian killed Wang Tianrui, the Devil Palace attacked Yang Tian not just once.

Only after Yang Tian became increasingly powerful and ascended to the pinnacle of divine strength did the Devil Palace finally realize the terror of Yang Tian and stopped provoking him!

But what’s the point?

Everyone knows Yang Tianna is a master of vengeance.

And now, she finally remembered, hence the arrival of the Devil Palace’s intelligence—revenge!

So Long Yuan immediately said, "I hold the information regarding the Devil Palace. I’ll hand it over to you."

As he said this, Long Yuan moved to find it.

However, Yang Tian simply waved his hand and said, "No, just tell me where it is! My mother is waiting for me to come home for dinner, so I can get there sooner."

"..."

Upon hearing Yang Tian’s words, Long Yuan was momentarily speechless, but given who this man was, Yang Tian completely had the strength and the qualifications to say such things.

Thus, he could only continue, "Admiral Yang, the Demon King Hall is, after all, one of the top forces in the overseas underworld. Meanwhile, our Xuanwu Group and the Basalt Battle Group, apart from me as a peak legend, the others are at most Innate Martial King level. Additionally, the Demon King Temple has always been evasive, so I truly don’t know their exact location!"

"You don’t know?"

Yang Tian’s expression turned slightly sour upon hearing this.

He could tell Long Yuan wasn’t lying.

Even though Long Yuan, as the handler of the Basalt Battle Group’s intelligence, should know the whereabouts of the Devil Temple, even Silver Wolf wouldn’t know.

This means there’s still no direct way to access the Devil Palace?

But at this moment, Long Yuan continued, "Don’t worry, Yang. I don’t know, but someone must!"

"Oh? Who is it?" Yang Tian curiously asked.

"Long Juan!" Long Yuan said.

Long Juan—a delicate stream?

Is that a "Long" name?

Yang Tian listened intently and asked, "This Long Zao, is she also from the Dragon Clan?"

"Correct!"

Long Yuan nodded, saying, "Our Dragon Group is divided into Qilin, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Basalt!"

"The leader of the Qilin War Organization is Long Lin; he’s responsible for coordinating Zhong Da’s disputes."

"The Green Dragon Group’s chief is Long Ai; she handles interactions with overseas invaders."

"The White Tiger Group Leader is Long Hou; he’s responsible for protecting the major teams and Great Mansions in two sectors."

"I’m in charge of fundraising and intelligence network formation."

"The Vermilion Bird War Group’s leader is Juan; he investigates major overseas teams."

After hearing Long Yuan’s detailed introduction to the Dragon Group’s five great factions, Yang Tian finally understood, "As the Vermilion Bird Team Leader, Long Dacheng is responsible for investigating foreign organizations. Naturally, that would include the Temple of Devils, one of the overseas underworld’s top powers. So you want me to find him?"

"Yes!"

Long Yuan nodded and replied, "Long Jun possesses not only immense power but great investigative abilities. I believe she will certainly know the specifics of the Devil Temple! However, you might need to prepare yourself for something.

Mental preparation? What mental preparation?" Yang Tian asked in confusion.

"Well... um..."

Long Yuan hesitated and stumbled over his words. Seeing Yang Tian staring at him as he spoke, Long Yuan finally gritted his teeth and said, "As I’ve mentioned, Long Jun is Zhong Da’s most renowned female cultivator. But she’s also extremely beautiful. She has many admirers, and she swore that she would only marry the strongest man as her husband!"

"Absurd!"

Yang Tian dismissed it with a laugh.

Such ludicrous tropes—forget about Devil Palace matters—even on television, Yang Tian had seen plenty of examples!

But those were simply women’s excuses. Why bother with them? Yet Long Yuan earnestly said to Yang Tian, "Yang Zhong, this is no joke! I know Long Juan, and she is definitely someone who means what she says. Now that you’re the champion of the world, if she sees you, she will... she will..."

"Will what?"

Yang Tian frowned.

"She will... start fervently pursuing you! I’m absolutely certain of Long Zao’s character! Absolutely!"

Long Yuan emphasized "absolutely" multiple times, clearly not joking.

But when Yang Tian heard the news, he suddenly burst into laughter.

Never mind what she looks like.

Yang Tian—now he already has a wife!

But Yang Tian wasn’t about to abandon his vendetta against the Devil Palace for such trivial matters. He simply nodded slightly and said, "Understood. Just give me Long Jun’s contact information."

"Great! Mr. Yang, momentarily, I’ll get in touch with Xia Longzao!"

As he spoke, Long Yuan immediately pulled out his phone and, without saying a word, punched several numbers. The phone automatically displayed a red button. Then Long Yuan pressed the phone rhythmically.

Yang Tian watched curiously until he quickly realized what Long Yuan was doing.

Morse code!

Yes, telegraph signals!

When Yang Tian was younger, he had taken the time to study this out of sheer curiosity.

Unexpectedly, something he thought only existed in war films was still in use by the Dragon Clan. Clearly, the Morse code Long Yuan was using had been modified from the original!

But, thinking about it—it makes sense.

Most of the Dragon Group’s contacts are cultivators. Words can easily be overheard on conventional calls. Modified telegraph signals, on the other hand, offer exquisite secrecy.

As Yang Tian pondered this, Long Yuan had already sent out a telegraphic message and received a reply.

Turning back to Yang Tian, he said, "Admiral Yang, Long Juan said she’s currently at the border of Russia. You can directly head to the Russian border, and she’ll naturally find a way to meet you there. As for the Devil Palace, that’s also within Russian territory!"

"Russia?"

Yang Tian nodded slightly upon hearing this, then headed off.

Seeing this, Long Yuan quickly spoke up, "Admiral Yang, do you need me to arrange an international flight to Russia?"

"A direct flight to Russia? No, those won’t be fast enough for me!" Yang Tian declined.

Not fast enough?

Before Long Yuan could react, he saw Yang Tian summon the Heaven-Cutting Sword, then swiftly fly out of the inner hall.

"Flying... sword... oh no, it’s a flying knife. My heavens!"

Long Yuan stared blankly for a moment, then sighed deeply, murmuring, "Well, now Yang Zhong is practically a celestial being. I just hope Long Yuan stays safe!"

Russian border.

Centered at Amur City, along Zhong Da’s borders, lies a villa in the southern section of Bla City.

As the Russian Black Society’s new headquarters, of course, it is heavily guarded.

The ordinary passerby merely walking past the villa gates feels an oppressive chill that instinctively quickens their steps, deeply fearing that a misunderstanding by one of the guarding members could lead to instant death.

Yet now, standing patiently at the villa gates, waiting with flowers in hand, is an exceptionally handsome blond man.

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