Chapter Ten: Feud Established
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Wan Yi’s bold move left everyone, both openly and covertly present, utterly stunned. No one had expected that, with only an eighth-level Qi Refining cultivation, he would dare to strike the face of a Foundation Establishment stage opponent!
Among them, none was more shocked than Lin Junxiu. Possessing the power of the Imperial Realm, he sensed Wan Yi’s intentions the moment he moved. A fierce pressure instantly surged toward him.
Earlier, he had refrained from attacking Zhou Tong out of respect for the sect leader, but Wan Yi was another matter entirely. A disciple at the Qi Refining stage was nothing in his eyes; killing him would be trivial, and even if the sect leader intervened, he would not be punished!
Yet reality shocked him profoundly. The pressure he exerted on Wan Yi dissipated like water into the earth, inflicting no harm. Not only that, but he could no longer detect or lock onto Wan Yi’s aura.
Even with his Imperial Realm cultivation, this discovery unsettled him deeply.
He began to doubt whether something was wrong with his own cultivation.
But when he saw Elder Hongyu still pinned to the ground by his pressure, he immediately dismissed this thought.
At that moment, Lin Junxiu ceased pressing Wan Yi and stood coldly aside, as though it were beneath him to trouble himself with a mere Qi Refining disciple.
In truth, a storm raged within him: “This kid is suspicious. He must be hiding something that can counter my cultivation method. This matter must remain secret. If my enemies discover and exploit it, the consequences would be unimaginable! I will have to study him thoroughly later...”
All this happened in the blink of an eye. Wan Yi, who was furiously slapping Zhu Peng’s face, never imagined that within mere breaths, Lin Junxiu had sentenced him to death!
The two on the field were now locked in a fierce struggle.
Initially, Wan Yi used his superior agility to launch a sudden attack on Zhu Peng.
Zhu Peng was stunned by the multiple slaps from Wan Yi, which is why he kept getting hit.
But now he had regained composure. Letting a Qi Refining disciple slap his face was a disgrace!
Though Wan Yi’s movements were cunning, the gap in their realms was obvious.
Zhu Peng’s Foundation Establishment strength was real. While he couldn’t match Wan Yi’s agility, he unleashed a set of “Soaring Dragon Palms.”
In an instant, a flurry of palm shadows shielded his body.
When Wan Yi attacked again, the dense palm shadows left him nowhere to strike.
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Ultimately, Wan Yi’s cultivation was too low. As a Qi Refining disciple, he had yet to learn any martial techniques.
Previously, his attacks on Zhu Peng had been nothing more than combat moves learned from his past life in the military.
Facing Zhu Peng’s Soaring Dragon Palms now drove him mad.
A brief hesitation created an opening.
Zhu Peng’s palm, like a dragon, caught Wan Yi’s wrist the moment he tried to strike, then swiftly transformed into a hook, firmly clamping his wrist!
Wan Yi’s heart sank: “This is bad!”
He tried to activate “Cloud Sea Escape” to break free, but the vast disparity in cultivation meant that once caught, Zhu Peng could seize his pulse points!
Zhu Peng now looked deranged, his face twisted with rage as he gritted his teeth: “You little dung-scooping bastard dare slap my face? Today, I’ll tear you to pieces to ease my grudge!”
As he spoke, Zhu Peng held Wan Yi’s pulse with one hand and summoned all his strength to strike Wan Yi’s chest with the other!
Beside them, Zhou Tong’s face went pale as she cried out: “Wan Yi!”
Simultaneously, two figures appeared.
One stepped in front of Lin Junxiu, while the other sent Zhu Peng flying just as he was about to finish Wan Yi off!
Wan Yi, having narrowly escaped death, looked pale and shaken. After glancing at the flying-back Zhu Peng, he hurriedly turned to the elder who had saved him and respectfully said, “Thank you, Elder Bai, for your rescue.”
Bai Qitai smiled faintly and nodded: “It was nothing, young one. Don’t take it to heart.”
As Wan Yi was about to express more thanks, a graceful figure suddenly rushed over.
Zhou Tong’s eyes misted with tears as she grasped Wan Yi’s arm, examining him up and down, her voice choked with emotion: “Xiao Yi, are you hurt anywhere?”
Wan Yi gently patted her hand and whispered, “I’m fine.”
Hearing this, Zhou Tong was about to scold him for being reckless, but Wan Yi’s glance stopped her, signaling that now was not the time.
Meanwhile, Zhou Shuo appeared, his gaze icy as he stared down Lin Junxiu, sternly reprimanding, “Lin Junxiu, don’t push your luck!”
Lin Junxiu sneered mockingly: “Lord Zhou, what if I do? What I want, you won’t give me, but I’ll take it anyway!
If it weren’t for the sect leader’s face, you’d be dead already!”
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Zhou Shuo’s face darkened, teeth clenched in anger: “Then try killing me!”
Lin Junxiu’s expression turned cold, murderous intent swelling in his eyes: “You think I don’t dare?”
He was about to strike when, at that critical moment, a streak of light cut across the sky and landed beside them.
Seeing the newcomer, everyone hurriedly bowed and saluted: “Greetings, Sect Leader!”
Lin Qiaosheng looked around briefly, then fixed his gaze on Lin Junxiu, his tone stern: “You’ve gone too far!”
Lin Junxiu scoffed, unfazed: “Sect Leader, as the Imperial Realm Peak Lord of Haohan Sect, don’t I have the right to claim a spiritual herb?”
Before Lin Qiaosheng could reply, Zhou Shuo exploded: “You want it? You’re just robbing!”
Lin Junxiu snorted coldly: “In the cultivation world, those with ability take the rare treasures. They may be precious, but they only belong to those who can protect them!”
Seeing their argument growing heated once more, Lin Qiaosheng scolded: “Enough! Quarreling before all the disciples is disgraceful!”
Then he turned to Lin Junxiu and ordered: “Take your people and leave!”
Lin Junxiu was not angry. With a slight curl of his lips, he cupped his fist toward Lin Qiaosheng in deference: “II'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.