Mythical Card Supplier: Starting with Nezha, the Third Lotus Prince

Chapter 897 561: Card Spirit [Bull Demon King]!

The ethereal aura of the Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe floated gently, yet even so, the long spear in Duanmu Yang's hand could not advance an inch.

Hearing Jiang Yuan's taunt, Duanmu Yang gritted his teeth, and another purple card appeared in his hand.

The purple light shone brilliantly, falling directly on the spear's tip.

But it had no effect whatsoever.

Still unable to move forward.

Duanmu Yang was burning with fury, like a sycophant to an ethereal goddess.

Hoping that his full effort would move the goddess, yet she remained unmoved, not even sparing him a glance.

"Do you want to die?!"

The longsword in Murong Qingyao's hand was unsheathed, directly placed at Duanmu Yang's neck, her voice squeezed out between her teeth.

As Murong Qingyao unsheathed her sword, Murong Qingwan also had a longsword in hand, ready to strike at any moment.

However, Mu Qianshan simply folded his arms.

Even if Duanmu Yang was only in the Eighth Realm, Early Quails Phase, he wouldn't pose any threat to Jiang Yuan.

So, Mu Qianshan wasn't flustered at all, even having the leisure to watch the show.

It seemed that Murong Qingwan and Murong Qingyao's abilities were decent, both had reached the Eighth Realm, Early Quails Phase.

It appeared they had just broken through.

The quality of the field cards in their hands was still at purple quality, not yet upgraded to red quality.

"You'd help an outsider?"

Duanmu Yang slightly tilted his head back, frantically questioning.

This question left Murong Qingyao, Murong Qingwan, and Mu Qianshan stunned.

What, who's the outsider here?

"We've grown up together since childhood, childhood sweethearts, and you're treating me like this for an outsider?"

Duanmu Yang spoke again, only then did Mu Qianshan understand.

His gossipy gaze kept shifting between Murong Qingyao and Duanmu Yang.

"You're talking nonsense!"

Murmuring Qingyao cursed angrily, and Murong Qingwan also spoke softly, "So, are we also childhood sweethearts?"

"After all, we did grow up together."

After Murong Qingwan finished speaking, Duanmu Yang was taken aback.

Oh, theoretically speaking, that seems right.

However, compared to the more reserved Murong Qingwan, he preferred the lively and spirited Murong Qingyao.

"Stop, this isn't the place for you to fight!"

As everyone was stunned, the mall's management had called for the manager.

The manager, being from one of the three major families in Three Families City, understood the situation with just one look.

"Duanmu Yang, if you want to marry Qingyao, go home and have your brother try harder."

"The young talents from other families are not weak either."

"So what!"

Duanmu Yang stiffened his neck: "My brother participated in the All Races Martial Arts Competition!"

Duanmu De frowned slightly: "Go back!"

"Got it!"

Seeing his uncle's sharp frown, Duanmu Yang immediately cowered. Retracting his spear and carefully avoiding Murong Qingyao's longsword, he turned and ran off.

"Qingyao, I'm telling you, you should temper your temper, or no one will indulge you after marriage."

"Uncle needn't worry about Qingyao's matters, she won't be marrying into your family anyway."

Murong Qingyao retracted her longsword and responded neither softly nor strongly before subtly stepping away from Jiang Yuan.

She didn't want Jiang Yuan to be noticed by Duanmu De.

However, Duanmu De had already noticed Jiang Yuan.

He understood that if it weren't for Jiang Yuan, his nephew wouldn't dare to touch Murong Qingyao.

But, for Murong Qingyao to side with this guy, he wondered which family this guy belonged to?

It seemed he hadn't seen such a person in Three Families City?

With this thought in mind, Duanmu De turned to Jiang Yuan.

"May I ask which family, young sir?"

"I apologize on behalf of my wayward nephew."

"From the Murong family, Murong Yunhai."

Jiang Yuan raised an eyebrow, speaking with a light smile.

Clearly, the other party was concerned about whether he was from a prominent family.

Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Yuan mentioned his name, Duanmu De's expression froze.

"Qingyao, you really should mind your temper."

Not wanting to continue engaging with Jiang Yuan, Duanmu De turned to Murong Qingyao again.

But Murong Qingyao had already turned her attention towards Jiang Yuan, so she didn't pretend any longer.

She directly grabbed Jiang Yuan's arm, pulling him into her embrace, then provocatively gazed at Duanmu De.

Duanmu De twitched at the corner of his mouth: "I've said my piece, you know the weight of winning the Three Family Martial Arts Competition."

With that, Duanmu De swept his sleeve and left.

"Sorry, in the end, you got involved."

After Duanmu De left, Murong Qingyao spoke somewhat apologetically to Jiang Yuan.

"No problem, even without you, I can't avoid the Three Family Martial Arts Competition."

"Are you really going to participate in the Three Family Martial Arts Competition?"

Murong Qingyao looked at Jiang Yuan in surprise, although Jiang Yuan's smile was very charming.

But the Three Family Martial Arts Competition didn't restrict power level.

This means that, in unfortunate circumstances, someone at the Sixth Realm Shishen Early Stage could encounter someone in the Eighth Realm, Early Quails Phase.

"By the way, I haven't asked, what realm are you at to so easily block Duanmu Yang's attacks?"

Murong Qingwan glanced at Murong Qingyao and then asked softly.

"Well, just a couple of days ago, I successfully broke through to the Eighth Realm, Early Quails Phase."

Jiang Yuan chuckled, and the two women looked at Jiang Yuan with some astonishment.

After all, it was impressive for someone as young as Jiang Yuan to have successfully reached the Eighth Realm.

It's worth noting that members of the three families who were in the Early Quails Phase were usually around twenty-five years old.