Urban Invincible Overlord

Chapter 1452 - 1449: Arrogant Second-Generation Immortal

Yang Fei looked at the storage bag that Wang Xingpeng pushed in front of him with mana, feeling a deep sense of helplessness and sorrow.

Is the value of two human lives worth just these cultivation resources to these powerful cultivators?

Shang Heng saw Yang Fei looking at the storage bag, hesitating to take it, and couldn’t help but glance at his master. He saw Wan Daorong’s calm expression but noticed a hint of expectation in his eyes as he looked at Yang Fei. His heart moved, and he quickly stepped forward to say to Yang Fei, "Little Junior Brother, this abundance of cultivation resources is proof enough of Junior Brother Wang’s sincere apology."

Yang Fei turned to look at Shang Heng, then smiled slightly, extended his hand to take the storage bag, and turned his head to Wang Xingpeng, saying, "I will leave these things for Li Xuanyu and use them when she is awakened in the future. Let this matter be settled."

Shang Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

Wan Daorong’s eyes flashed with a hint of bleakness and disappointment, but it seemed to bring a sense of relief.

Wang Yuanxiao and Bai Xumi, the couple, smiled as if they had anticipated Yang Fei would make such a choice.

Wang Xingpeng had a trace of contempt in his eyes, thinking that this was precisely how it should be.

If not for Master Wan taking the matter to Sect Leader Uncle and his parents forcing him to fork out so many nice items, Wang Xingpeng thought he only needed to pay one-fifth or even less of this storage bag in compensation.

Even so, if this person weren’t protected by such a straightforward master uncle like Wan Daorong, Wang Xingpeng felt that the little incident didn’t even need an apology or compensation.

But now, Yang Fei had accepted his apology and compensation, which meant the matter was settled; Master Wan couldn’t impose any sect penalties on him anymore.

"Let’s go."

Wan Daorong turned to walk away.

"Senior Brother Wan, you haven’t come to our Tianzhu Peak for a long time. It’s rare for you to visit, and you won’t give us the chance to host you with hospitality?" Bai Xumi spoke to Wan Daorong.

Wan Daorong replied without turning his head, "No need, I don’t like being too lively."

Shang Heng quickly cupped his fists, saluting the two uncles as he took his leave.

Yang Fei said nothing, holding the storage bag and following his master and senior brother out of the main hall.

The enmity with Umekawa Taro and Li Xuanyu, he could only bury deep in his heart, waiting for the opportunity to take revenge in the future.

Just when he thought the matter was over, as he was about to step out of the hall, he heard Wang Xingpeng’s divine sense transmission.

"Yang Fei, my Junior Brother, please keep the items in this storage bag for me temporarily; I will come back to retrieve a few good things. Remember, don’t let Master Wan or my parents know."

Yang Fei’s left leg had already stepped out of the door, hearing Wang Xingpeng’s voice transmission, he hesitated, putting down his right leg which was about to step out, and slowly turned around.

Wang Yuanxiao and Bai Xumi, inside the main hall, were slightly surprised, puzzled as they looked at this junior walking at the end.

Wang Xingpeng raised his sword-like eyebrows, frowning at Yang Fei.

Wan Daorong and Shang Heng also sensed Yang Fei suddenly stopping and turning back to look inside the hall, and they turned their hands around.

Shang Heng reminded, "Little Junior Brother, let’s go."

Wan Daorong asked doubtfully, "Fei’er, what’s wrong?"

Yang Fei looked at Wang Xingpeng.

Although Wang Xingpeng was arrogant and domineering, at this moment, he inevitably showed a hint of nervousness.

He knew his parents would protect him, but knew even more that Master Wan of Tian Nan Peak was an extremely upright person, had even fought with his father, and escalated the matter to Sect Leader Uncle, who personally reprimanded his father and demanded an apology and compensation. Just now, he couldn’t resist threatening Yang Fei, knowing if Yang Fei disclosed the situation, he’d surely be severely punished by his father.

"Nothing much, Master. Just now, Senior Brother Wang transmitted his voice to me to sincerely apologize once more. I merely wanted to tell Senior Brother Wang that the matter is truly over, and he need not worry anymore." Yang Fei said, looking at Wang Xingpeng.

Wang Xingpeng silently breathed a sigh of relief, thinking Yang Fei was sensible enough. When he retrieved the items from the storage bag, he would leave Yang Fei some good things.

Wan Daorong heard Yang Fei’s words, his eyes sharply swept over Wang Xingpeng, then coldly snorted, saying, "Let’s go."

Yang Fei answered and hurriedly followed.

Once the three of them flew away on swords, disappearing into the distance, Wang Yuanxiao, with keen eyes, glared at Wang Xingpeng and coldly reprimanded, "Kneel."

Wang Xingpeng hesitated, looking helplessly at his mother.

Bai Xumi frowned, shielding her son, saying to Wang Yuanxiao, "The matter is over, even Senior Brother Wan doesn’t pursue this anymore, why are you losing your temper?"

Wang Yuanxiao coldly snorted, "A doting parent spoils the child. What do you know? Knowing my own kid, he definitely wasn’t apologizing via voice transmission earlier but threatening the other party, wasn’t it?"

Bai Xumi frowned, puzzled as she turned to her son. "Peng’er, you wouldn’t do this, would you?"

Wang Xingpeng immediately felt wronged, "Mom, how could I do that? I already know I was wrong and have resolved the matter, so how could I cause unnecessary trouble then?"

Bai Xumi said to Wang Yuanxiao, "Exactly, Peng’er wouldn’t lie to us."‍

Knowing your child is like knowing oneself, Wang Yuanxiao knew this son had been spoiled by him and his wife, having done many outrageous things. Unfortunately, Bai Xumi doted on this son too much; only having this one son, they cherished him, unwilling to see him suffer any grievance or displeasure.

"Then why did you transmit your voice to him?" Wang Yuanxiao was still angry and reprimanded.

Wang Xingpeng hurriedly replied, "I simply didn’t transmit any voice to him; this kid deliberately said that to save face for himself."

Bai Xumi understandingly nodded, "Indeed, since the deceased were his friends, one of his friends was half-devoured by your Three-tailed Fox’s primordial spirit soul, unable to wake up, he’s definitely feeling uncomfortable. However, due to our couple’s face and the gift of many cultivation resources, he has to set aside this hatred, yet he still needs a better excuse to save face."

Wang Yuanxiao silently sighed.

Bai Xumi doted on this son too much.

Yet, things had come to this, and he didn’t want to pursue it further.

As a peak strength cultivator in the Divinity Transformation Realm, Wang Yuanxiao could sense his son had transmitted a voice to the lad named Yang Fei.

But his son dared to lie in front of him, claiming he hadn’t transmitted any voice.

Ultimately, he felt the matter was over and was unwilling to argue over such trivial matters, harming the harmony of their family.

However, thinking of Sect Leader Senior Brother’s instructions, he reminded Wang Xingpeng, "Peng’er, your mother and I have protected you well from a young age, resulting in you causing trouble frequently over the years. But this time is different; remember this is over, bear no discontent in your heart, and don’t think of finding trouble with Yang Fei again. Otherwise, your father will definitely punish severely, understand?"

"Don’t worry, Father, I wouldn’t dare." Wang Xingpeng immediately promised.

Bai Xumi, slightly displeased, glared at Wang Yuanxiao, "Alright, alright, Peng’er apologized, not to mention it’s just two non-related friends of his that died; it’s survival of the fittest in the cultivation world. Even if he harbors resentments, what can he do against our Tianzhu Peak?"

Thinking about Yang Fei’s actions today, Wang Yuanxiao simply nodded without saying much.

On the other side, following Wan Daorong and Shang Heng, Yang Fei silently clenched his fist, seething with anger.

What Wang Xingpeng did to him today was like the situation in the previous Earth’s urban world, where the high officials’ descendants or the rich second generation committed crimes.

He felt like an ordinary citizen under those high officials’ offspring and super-rich second generations, easy prey for their whims.

In the urban secular world before, he had often stomped those so-called privileged second generations under his feet.

Second Generation Immortal, is it?

Wang Xingpeng, is it?

Just you wait, someday I’ll show you, even in the cultivation world, there’s justice, and those who kill must pay with their lives.