Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2259: Chapter 2260: Yue Shifang (First Update)

What kind of young man is this!

His eyes were like drops of lacquer, eyebrows like carved blades, and his thin lips were slightly pursed together, with a faint smile on his face.

Although he was simply sitting there, his entire temperament was like an orchid tree reflecting the light of the setting sun.

Even Xue An, who was also a man, couldn’t help but feel a pause in his heartbeat upon seeing this young man.

The reason was no other than this young man was too beautiful, beautiful to the point of being almost demonic!

"Hello, I am Yue Qinghuan’s brother and also the current Family Head of the Yue Clan, Yue Shifang!"

The young man’s tone was clear, carrying a unique beauty.

Yue Shifang!

The name made Xue An’s brows gradually relax, and then his whole body followed suit, reclining lightly in the chair, smiling as he looked at this young man.

"Doesn’t it feel out of place?" Yue Shifang asked.

"It does feel a bit!"

"There’s no helping it, others wage war on all sides while I, born with a commander’s presence, need at least two more dimensions than others!" Yue Shifang explained with a smile.

Nevertheless, Xue An could still sense a strong air of dominance between his words and sentences.

"Do you know why I want to meet you alone?"

As Yue Shifang spoke, he flipped his wrist, and the chessboard in front of him disappeared, replaced by a table full of exquisite tea sets.

"I’ve heard your tea skills are good, could you let me have a taste?"

Xue An did not respond but instead sat up straight, manipulating the tea set as if flowing like clouds and running water.

The charcoal was like pearls, glistening and fine. The water was like ice and jade, rich with spiritual energy.

Even the teapot was the masterpiece of skilled artisans.

As for the tea leaves...

The illusions steaming from above the tea leaves spoke volumes.

Thus, in no time, a rich fragrance of tea wafted out, even overshadowing the aroma of flowers and grasses in the courtyard, intoxicating anyone who inhaled it.

Yue Shifang smiled without speaking, quietly watching.

Until the brewing was done, Xue An handed him a cup personally, and he raised his slender hand to take it.

The teacup was white as jade, and his hand was even whiter than the teacup.

Looking at the tea water in the cup that was green like jadeite, Yue Shifang chuckled softly, "What excellent craftsmanship, I’m already intoxicated without even drinking!"

With that, he drank the tea water in one gulp.

But perhaps he drank too hastily, for he suddenly began to cough violently.

Xue An did not move, he simply sat opposite, quietly watching.

Until long after, Yue Shifang slowly stopped coughing and then raised his head.

At this moment, his already pale cheeks blushed with a sickly red, and the trace of blood slowly oozing from the corner of his mouth was even more shocking.

Xue An raised his eyebrow slightly, "Is it because you don’t want her to see your frail state?"

Yue Shifang nodded, then nonchalantly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, giving a self-deprecating smile.

"In this state, I’m already a ruined person, why should I make her worry again?"

"So do you plan to keep this hidden forever?"

"For as long as I can, I will."

The flower hall fell silent again, only the rising steam from the tea cup proving that time hadn’t stopped.

Xue An lowered his gaze, suddenly feeling a bit despondent.

Because he never thought that the one who left an armory for him in the Multiverse would be such a sickly young man.

As if seeing Xue An’s confusion, Yue Shifang chuckled softly: "I know you have many questions for me, and I will tell you what I know, but only if you have enough strength, otherwise even if I tell you, it will be harmful rather than beneficial!"

"What do you mean by enough strength?" Xue An lifted his head, staring at Yue Shifang, and slowly asked.

"At the very least, like me!"

Yue Shifang said faintly, while slightly raising his gaze, an aura as vast as the starry sea suddenly emerged from him.

Boom!

The flowers in the entire flower hall instantly turned to nothingness, but in the next instant, the lines of these flowers were redrawn, swaying in the wind.

The whole process was so fast that even the flowers probably didn’t realize they once died.

Xue An was shocked.

Because although it was only for an instant, this aura still deeply stirred him.

Even in the Multiverse, facing the world-ending finger reaching from the Sky Beyond the Skies, Xue An had never felt such strong shock.

This aura was beyond countless dimensions stronger than a Saint...

In that instant, Xue An felt as though a door had opened before him, making all the strength he once thought of as powerful seem ridiculous.

"Did you feel it? That is called enough strength!" Yue Shifang asked, extremely fatigued.

Even though he had only revealed a trivial amount of aura, it still caused him immense pressure.

To the extent that his eyes dimmed down.

Xue An nodded, his expression becoming solemn, "Is this... beyond the realm of a Saint?"

Yue Shifang nodded, "You could say that!"

Xue An took a deep breath, suddenly thought of something, and suppressed his boiling blood with force, "Since you are so powerful, then who could have injured you so heavily?"

"Heh heh!" Yue Shifang chuckled self-deprecatingly, then lightly spun the teacup on the table, "This is actually not something you should be concerned with now, because your strength is simply insufficient to deal with these things!"

"But all I can say is it’s far more than what you want to know, those behind-the-scenes villains!"

Xue An fell silent.

For the first time, he felt a sense of complete powerlessness.

Like an ant facing the towering opponent like Mount Tai.

Yue Shifang did not urge him, simply watched silently at the silent Xue An with lowered head, his eyes sparkling with expectation, sympathy, but more of a sense of relief.

If... he just gave up like this, it might actually be the most correct choice!

Because only Yue Shifang understood how perilous and arduous the path ahead would be if he continued.

But merely half a cup of tea later, Xue An raised his head, the previous astonishment swept away.

Replaced with a sense of calm bordering on ethereal.

"Then what can I know now?"

This time, it was Yue Shifang’s turn to be somewhat stunned.

Because he didn’t expect Xue An to make a decision so quickly.

"Have you really thought it through?" he couldn’t help but ask.

"Of course!"

"Heh heh!" Yue Shifang laughed once more, while laughing, he whispered to himself.

"I’m so foolish! I forgot you are of the Hua Clan."

Then he restrained his smile and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the flower hall, "It’s been a while since I left this flower hall, can you push me to stroll?"

Of course, Xue An would not refuse, he stood up and walked to the back of Yue Shifang, and pushed the specially made wheelchair out.