Not long after, he came to his old broken cabin.
Outside the wooden house, there were two old men, one was standing, while the other was leaning against the wall, their hands tucked away beneath their sleeves. As Yang Kai walked by, the two old men did not even look at him, their eyes lightly shut, lazily basking in the sun.
However, when Yang Kai approached within three hundred feet of the wooden house, two Divine Senses suddenly fell upon him, there was no killing intent, but the warning was clear.
At that moment, Yang Kai was startled. When the two Soul Pressures hit him, it was like a stone being thrown into an infinite ocean, causing not the slightest ripple. With the Soul Warming Lotus' help, this warning could simply not affect Yang Kai.
So he continued to move forward, his pace undisturbed.
The two sleepy old men suddenly woke up, a flash of light appeared in their eyes as they looked with surprise at Yang Kai. Obviously this young man's reaction was far outside their expectation.
Wanting to deliver a harsher blow, they suddenly heard a voice call out from inside the wooden house, "Stop!"
After they heard this voice, the momentum coming from these two old men shrank, once again becoming harmless, but their eyes maintained their vigilance, constantly observing Yang Kai.
From inside the cabin, a man wearing a blue gown walked out, about twenty years old or so with sharp brows, a noble expression, handsome looks, dignified aura, and extraordinary temperament; one look and you could tell he was the son of some great family.
However, his body was a little on the plump side, giving him a slightly naive and charming appeal. His skin was also pale, far more so than an average woman.
Right then, that man looked towards Yang Kai, their lines of sight meeting mid-air, the former's eyes holding a trace of contempt, the latter's a trace of caution.
After a moment, the man stepped forward, walking towards Yang Kai, his pace steadily increasing.
"Young Master!" One of the two old men seeing this could not help calling out.
"Do not intervene!" The young man ordered.
"Yes!"
Yang Kai also walked toward him, a moment later, the two struck out, almost punching at exactly the same time, their fist colliding with a bang, both staggering, falling back several steps.
"Huh?" A trace of surprise flashed across that young man's eyes, a sneer soon appearing, punching again.
Bang, bang, bang The young man and Yang Kai were like a pair of enraged beasts, desperately fighting each other, foregoing any kind of defense, throwing everything they had into attacking the other.
Yang Kai kicked towards that man's crotch, aiming to crush his manhood, but he was blocked by the other side's rapid leg sweep, while the man stretched out his fingers towards Yang Kai's face, trying to claw out his eyes, but Yang Kai swiftly leaned his head, barely avoiding the blow.
The two's moves were strange and unpredictable, filled with infinite variation, ruthless and underhanded, nothing was too cheap. Seeing this, the two old men's eyes couldn't help widening.
But, what was most confusing to them was that whether it was the mysterious High Heaven Pavilion disciple or their young master, none of their moves used any Yuan Qi.
The two of them were just using their physical strength to fight.
The scene was like the other had stolen his wife and killed his father, fighting with everything they had, refusing to back down, a true life and death struggle.
However, what was their young master doing? How could this be considered a fight between cultivators, clearly it was just two small brats brawling!
The two old men looked bitter, if this scene was seen and spread out, how could their young master show his face again?
With a muffled bang, Yang Kai landed a blow on the other side's head, causing him to see stars, his body staggering to and fro.
About to fall to the ground, the Dong Family young master also landed a punch on Yang Kai's face. Almost knocking out his front teeth, causing his mouth to fill with a bloody taste.
"Little brat, you court death!" The Dong Family young master angrily shouted. The two old men finally woke from their awkward dream, quickly approaching.
Yang Kai sneered, quickly retreating several dozen feet.
The two old men did not chase, although their young master was hit, but having watched for so long they had obviously grasped a thing or two. This High Heaven Pavilion disciple before them and their young master were obviously old acquaintances; naturally they would not act ruthlessly.
The only question was, why would their young master know someone from this remote place?
The Dong Family young master hurriedly got up and looked towards Yang Kai, a little fear in his eyes, his gaze shifting between their drooping arms, gnashing his teeth saying, "You do have some ability you smelly brat."
"Wind and Cloud Guards?" Yang Kai's gaze calmly swept over the two old men, his tone casual, as if he were simply commenting on the weather.
The expressions on the old men's faces froze instantly.
Their eyes narrowed with shock as they stared at him, speechless. For someone so young to so effortlessly pierce through their hidden identities—it sent a ripple of unease through their hearts.
Who exactly is this boy…?
Just as their minds raced with speculation, the young master from the Dong Family—standing nearby with an amused grin—added leisurely, "What are you so surprised for? This little brat's surname is Yang."
Surnamed Yang!
The moment those words dropped, the atmosphere shifted drastically. The two old men suddenly looked as if struck by lightning. Their expressions turned from doubt to awe in an instant as pieces fell into place in their minds.
Could he be…
Without further hesitation, both men stepped forward and cupped their fists respectfully, their voices a touch more formal than before.
"Greetings, Young Master Yang!"