Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 421 Twists and Turns Return

This was truly frustrating for David.

But at the same time, amidst his frustration, David secretly felt fortunate—his days were illuminated for the first time under Yang Tian!

To see one person and know everything!

Previously, David had just met Yang Tianqiang, but after spending some time with Ma Yu, he began to understand—Yang Tian was far more than just strong!

A mere mirage of deception against Yu, and an inherited broken sword repaired by Ren Yuan—in the days of training, Yang had already risen to become a powerful God-level figure!

More importantly, most of their days were spent alone training for two consecutive days, and Yang’s steadfast spirit was undeniable!

Yet Yang Tian casually tossed aside his Sky Shrieking Magic, as if doing so could benefit David, letting him see farther and hope for more!

What did this mean?

On that day alone, armed with the knowledge of Master Yang, even David felt a tinge of fear—Yang Tian himself was the Reincarnation God!

So at this moment, even without any artistic constraints, David neither wanted to leave his home nor betray Yang Tian!

Though David often showed impatience with his words, he never outright refused the advice and discussions coming from Ma Yu and Ren Yuan. Just a few days ago, even some priests came to spy on him. Yet, without David needing to step out personally, he merely howled like a wolf, stunning the enemies while practically defending the Yang Family with his actions.

It could be said that, at this moment, David had wholly devoted his body and soul as a servant of Yang Tian.

Looking at David’s refusal to continue, Ma Yu could only clasp his hands together at David and say, "Thank you for your guidance, David!"

"No, as long as you don’t bother me, that would be best."

David waved his hand dismissively, then turned to the side to look at the tea, as though querying Alice like a servant, "Alice, how has she been training recently?"

Listening to his question, Alice naturally understood that when David spoke about her, he meant that a cup of tea would accompany his words. She slowly handed the tea to David and said, "Recently, the Innate stage has already been broken through!"

"Innate? It’s been over a year already? That’s truly fast," David said, his emotions stirred.

"Yes! Soon enough, I may not even be a match for the Master!" Alice smirked slightly, her lips curling.

David laughed—what was Alice in front of him anyway?

Though David had not taken much for himself, at the very least, his fourth method allowed him to rise to the rank of a former Temple King, and he was renowned alongside the Dark Queen—an Innate-stage powerhouse who had reached the peak!

But now, it seemed entirely possible that he had become the weakest among Xiao Yang Family’s men!

Looking at the distant horizon with a smile, David said, "Miss Iris can relax. The master who returned from the Fairy’s relics may miss her, and she will benefit from it!"

"Return?"

Hearing this, Alice couldn’t help but let out a sigh and said, "I worry that Yang may have endured some trials on his way back!"

Against the backdrop of these words, her expression shifted into a faint smile. Suddenly, her gaze locked onto a figure that froze all movement, standing at the edge of the backyard.

She saw a man seated on the staircase.

"How much for Lord Glenn, Alice left Yang Ganyuan and came to the island!"

Inside the grand chapel of Vatican’s Margaret Cross Church, a solemn priest walked toward them. Having just completed a devout prayer, he spoke to Margaret with the utmost reverence.

He knew that more than a year prior, after the fall of the Great Emperor at Ganyuan Island, the responsibility of authority fell upon the three lords serving beneath Margaret. Now, as Margaret executed her duties within the Great Court, she had become the only viable candidate for the next Great Emperor!

Once again, turning devoutly in prayer, Margaret drew simple crosses from behind and casually asked, "Is the news true?"

"Precisely!"

The priest eagerly nodded: "Our loyal believers within Middle Development have witnessed and confirmed his return! They wish to know who stands behind Yang, urging us to promptly seek out Mr. Yang himself!"

"Mr. Yang?"

Hearing this, Gregory Teton sneered coldly, "That’s merely a passing trend!"

"Yes, yes!" the priest stumbled to correct himself. "I mean to say, I’ll work to find this heretical response!" The priest quickly adjusted his words.

Margaret waved her hand, dismissing him entirely from her presence, uninterested in his fumbling.

Meanwhile, a priest within the chapel, garbed in dark robes, watched Margaret from the shadowed left side of the room. A middle-aged figure wearing the insignia of a high-ranking lord slowly walked out and said, "Margaret seems poised to implement her plans?"

"Oh? If Margaret weren’t succeeding, why would things remain so quiet?"

Another shadowy figure, who was clearly another high lord, emerged from the darkness.

These two figures standing before Margaret were none other than the high lords Nerva and Snyder!

With measured steps, the two individuals approached Margaret and asked, "Margaret, although we know of the specialist coming this afternoon, one step after another, what does this truly signify?"

"Significance?"

Margaret cast a skeptical, dismissive look at Nerva and Snyder, her tone cuttingly sarcastic: "To us, it seems only natural. But if this individual is truly still alive, the world itself shall be lured by such heretical influence!"

"Still alive? What does that mean?" Snyder pressed further, curiosity evident.

"Quite simple!"

Margaret explained with deliberate slowness: "Following the adulthood of the Great Emperor’s Great Court during autumn, we dared to gamble in this manner. Yet, there were those unwilling to allow the Great Court’s plans to proceed. Or let me phrase it differently: what if three Gods intervened during this moment!?"

What!?

Hearing this, Nerva and Snyder froze in thought.

"If they indeed hold such cards, they must exist beyond even the Great Emperor’s form! That would be entirely irresistible—even the highest godly lords could not match them! After all, we’re talking about power at the celestial peak level—it’s invincible!" Nerva interjected immediately.

"They might perceive it as a mere distraction. After all, two newly ascended Gods are still untested in confronting seasoned monsters who dwell at peak levels of strength. Hence, the highest lords won’t depart from Yang just yet!" Snyder analyzed calmly.

Margaret nodded approvingly upon hearing their assessment: "You both analyze the situation well! No matter the scenario, they’ll undoubtedly seek reinforcements—or desire that this priest obtains this heretical narrative!"

"To find Hor’s name?"

Suddenly, Nerva turned toward Abbas: "Does this trend truly remain alive?"

"Until confirmed! But ever since the Dark Queen Alice headed toward Ganyuan Island, the core heretical faction has been chosen," Margaret’s voice deepened ominously.

Upon hearing this, Nerva and Snyder’s expressions immediately shifted!

They fully understood—this trend referred to Yang!

Ever since the Battle of Yangyang Island at Ganyuan, where Yang slew the Great Emperor and sent shockwaves through Vatican’s collapse, the entire narrative had been earth-shaking!

They knew Yang had reached a level within the top ten celestial positions of power!

However, each victim who fell to Yang’s hand had lived for over a century. Whether comparing power or strategy, every one of them vastly exceeded the caliber of David—such a celestial rank was untouchable!

Yet, it was entirely plausible they’d perished by Yang’s hand!

Even after entering the divine remnants, the infamous Fairy Yang rendered all challengers extinct—none emerged from places where Yang tread!

Until now, hearing that Yang remained alive—Nerva and Snyder were overwhelmed with terror that seized both their reason and courage!

"Madness... Margaret! If this narrative remains alive, what have you unleashed? Wouldn’t his appearance endanger every corner of the Great Court? Who among us could face such dread firsthand?"

Snyder echoed his fears from the side!

But Margaret smirked coldly in mockery: "I’ve designed this program precisely to ferment such heretical chaos! If he’s truly alive, then this news has already been confirmed—there are, of course, cards ample enough deployed to deal with him!"

"What cards have you staked?"

Margaret left them unanswered, choosing to proceed without explanation.

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