Chapter 17: You’re a Body Cultivator? I Specialize in Souls!
The burly man led his companions forward, encircling the two tightly.
Ye Changsheng slowly looked up and whispered, “Is there something you need?”
As he spoke, several information panels gradually appeared and then faded away.
A quick glance revealed that only the burly man’s panel was worth noting.
[Name: Tian Menghu]
[Cultivation Level: Spirit Pill Realm, Second Tier]
[Identity: Core Disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect]
Ye Changsheng thought to himself, “This Tian Menghu has some skill! Just a disciple, yet his cultivation surpasses Jiang Yun’s...”
“Are these the core disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect? I wonder how the young sect leader’s cultivation compares.”
Before Tian Menghu could speak, one of his lackeys stepped forward.
“Looking for you? What a joke. If you don’t want to get beaten, move aside.”
He glanced toward Su Qinqin with a sly grin. “We’re here to discuss the internal cultivation methods with this little junior sister.”
The words sparked an uproar of laughter.
“Junior sister, come with us for a while?”
Seeing this, Su Qinqin shrank back, immediately hiding behind Ye Changsheng.
“Brother Changsheng...”
Ye Changsheng shielded her behind him and softly said, “Don’t worry, I’m here.”
“Everyone, if there’s anything you want, take it out on me!”
The disciple looked disgusted and retorted irritably, “What do I have to say to you? I don’t like men. Step aside! Don’t disturb my mood.”
Having heard enough, Ye Changsheng was no longer willing to tolerate their insolence.
“Get lost!”
With a fierce shout, Ye Changsheng unleashed powerful waves of energy that surged forward like tidal waves, battering the group.
Except for Tian Menghu, the others were mere pawns with no real combat ability.
The energy waves swept through, sending the disciples sprawling and utterly humiliated on the ground.
“I didn’t want to fight, but you brought this on yourselves.”
The one who had been shouting scrambled to Tian Menghu, clinging tightly to his leg.
“Big brother, this guy is way too much! He dared to hit us right in front of you! You have to stand up for us!”
Tian Menghu shook the man off and said irritably, “You’re all useless! Not worth a thing.”
He slowly raised his head and shot Ye Changsheng a wicked smile.
“You’ve got spirit, kid. I like that!”
Ye Changsheng had infiltrated this place and did not intend to linger.
He grabbed Su Qinqin and prepared to leave, but Tian Menghu suddenly flashed forward and blocked his path.
“Junior brother, calm down!”
Ye Changsheng’s expression was cold as he quietly asked, “Senior brother Tian, what do you want?”
“Since junior brother knows me, I won’t waste words,” Tian Menghu said. “I, Tian Menghu, always enjoy a good fight. Please grant me the honor of a duel!”
Ye Changsheng turned his head away, replying coldly, “I don’t have time.”
“No time?” Tian Menghu chuckled lightly. “Junior brother, you just hit my men, and now you won’t fight me? That puts me in a difficult spot.”
Uninterested, Ye Changsheng turned and tried to leave.
But Tian Menghu was unwilling to let him go.
He stepped forward and reached out to grab Ye Changsheng’s shoulder.
Ye Changsheng felt a heavy pressure pinning him down, immobilizing him.
Tian Menghu sneered, “If it’s so difficult, then teach me what to do.”
“If it’s difficult, then don’t bother.”
Ye Changsheng spun around sharply, raising a fist and smashing it fiercely toward Tian Menghu.
The punch was immensely powerful, like a cannonball striking hard.
Seeing this, Tian Menghu quickly raised both arms to block.
“Bang!”
The punch landed, causing Tian Menghu’s arms to tremble painfully.
He shook his arms and laughed heartily, “Interesting… really interesting!”
“Fighting feels great!”
A cruel smile curled at Tian Menghu’s lips.
“You say you like fighting? I think you’ve got a special fetish — you enjoy getting hit!”
Tian Menghu spread his arms wide, grinning proudly. “Yeah! I like being beaten. If you’ve got the guts, kill me!”
“Consider it done!”
Ye Changsheng lifted his foot and stomped down hard.
In an instant, he appeared right in front of Tian Menghu.
Filled with rage, Ye Changsheng unleashed a flurry of punches like a storm, hammering Tian Menghu relentlessly.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
Thuds echoed as Tian Menghu stood unmoved, unaffected by Ye Changsheng’s attacks.
“Whoosh!”
Ye Changsheng landed beside him, exhaling a long breath.
Tian Menghu dusted himself off and sneered, “Junior brother, put some effort into it! After all this, it’s like you’re just scratching an itch.”
“How can this guy be so tough when his cultivation is only one tier above mine?” Ye Changsheng wondered.
[Tian Menghu: Physical cultivator, extremely strong defense]
“Oh, he’s a physical cultivator. No wonder…”
“If physical attacks won’t work, then I’ll try something else.”
Ye Changsheng moved with lightning speed, suddenly appearing before Tian Menghu.
Tian Menghu merely glanced at the onslaught with disdain.
Ye Changsheng advanced boldly, raising a hand to strike.
His palm pressed lightly against Tian Menghu, who remained as immovable as a mountain.
Tian Menghu’s lips curled into a slight smile.
“Junior brother, have you really run out of strength?”
Ye Changsheng slowly looked up, sneering coldly, “Is that so? Don’t be so hasty.”
As he spoke, ripples burst forth from his palm, spreading outward and enveloping Tian Menghu.
Tian Menghu merely glanced over, noticing nothing unusual.
“Junior brother, are you done? If so, it’s my turn,” Tian Menghu said coldly.
“Do you think I’ll give you that chance?”
Tian Menghu let out a soft “oh,” his expression arrogant. “You? Worthy?”
“Come out here, now!”
With a furious shout, Ye Changsheng’s force blasted Tian Menghu’s soul from his body.
His soul hovered in midair, touching his ethereal form as he looked toward his nearby physical body.
“My soul has left my body? Kid, what exactly did you do?”
Ye Changsheng smiled faintly. “You’re a physical cultivator, right? Your body is incredibly tough, making it hard for ordinary people to harm you.”
“Too bad, this move won’t affect my body…”
“I’m a different kind of fighter—I don’t attack the body, I target the soul!”