Chapter 28: A Grandfather Disciplines His Grandson! Calling for Backup When You Cannot Win?

"Thud!"

The fat elder’s corpse slammed heavily onto the ground, his head gripped firmly in Ye Changsheng’s hand.

There was no helping it; Ye Changsheng’s speed was simply too immense. Even if one were to focus their spiritual energy and strain their vision, it would be impossible to track his movements. Before the fat elder could even turn around, his head had already been severed from his body.

"Kidnapping Qinqin? You deserve death!"

Ye Changsheng tightened his fingers, and the man’s head exploded on the spot, spraying hot blood and white brains everywhere.

With the fat elder dead and the dagger dropped, Su Qinqin opened her arms and hugged Ye Changsheng tightly.

"Brother Changsheng..."

Su Qinqin was, after all, only a mortal; how could she have ever witnessed such a gruesome scene? Terrified, she wept, her tears falling like rain.

"It’s alright, I’m here..." Ye Changsheng patted her back, softly comforting her.

As she wiped away her tears, Su Qinqin blamed herself. "I’m sorry, Brother Changsheng, for making you worry! If it weren't for me..."

Ye Changsheng reached out and ruffled her hair with a faint smile. "Silly girl, it’s not your fault. It was my fault for drinking too much last night; otherwise, I wouldn't have let them get to you."

Just as they were speaking, a deafening explosion erupted, the gale ceased, and the oppressive wind pressure dissipated instantly.

"Broken through so quickly?"

Ye Changsheng turned to look. Yun Che, his eyes bloodshot, was striding toward him.

"Ye Changsheng, where did you learn the Supreme Cloud-Covering Art? Speak!"

The more anxious Yun Che became, the more excited Ye Changsheng felt. He chuckled and replied, "How I learned it—what does that have to do with you?"

"The Supreme Cloud-Covering Art is the prized legacy of our Azure Cloud Sect. How dare an outsider like you practice it?" Yun Che demanded.

Ye Changsheng smiled faintly. "Instead of obsessing over this, why don't you ponder why your father hasn't made any progress despite practicing it for so many years?"

"Let me give you two pieces of advice, father and son..."

"First: if you're incompetent, don't occupy the latrine without relieving yourself!"

"Second: if you're trash, just practice more!"

Yun Che, full of pride, could not tolerate such humiliation. He was already fuming, his rage impossible to suppress.

"Before, you had the ancestor's corpse to protect you, but today, I will slaughter you right here."

Yun Che gritted his teeth, raising one hand. Rolling spiritual energy surged along his arm and gathered in his palm.

"Cloud-Breaking Hand!"

The space behind Yun Che shuddered violently as a gargantuan, snow-white hand manifested and lunged at Ye Changsheng.

"Today, I shall use your own sect’s technique to deal with you, Young Sect Master!"

Incantations and movements flashed through Ye Changsheng’s mind. He formed a seal with one hand and began to chant.

"Cloud-Covering Seal!"

Ye Changsheng’s eyes snapped open as he struck out with his palm.

A massive, ancient seal manifested behind him, resembling a mountain peak, and slammed into the giant hand.

As both techniques collided, the surrounding air erupted, and fierce winds tore through the area.

"Boom!"

The Cloud-Covering Seal and the Cloud-Breaking Hand crashed together, creating a deafening explosion that shook the heavens. Fire soared into the sky, the surrounding void twisted violently, and space began to collapse—a terrifying sight.

The power of their clash was immense; even a Spirit Infant master would have to be wary.

As the flames faded, the Cloud-Covering Seal emerged, though it was now somewhat translucent, it continued to press forward.

"This guy actually broke my Cloud-Breaking Hand?" Yun Che’s brow furrowed, his expression hideous.

"What's with that look? The Supreme Cloud-Covering Art is your sect's legacy technique, after all."

"Beating you with it is like a grandfather teaching a grandson a lesson..."

Before Yun Che could retort, a sudden gust of wind hit him. He looked up to see the Cloud-Covering Seal already upon him.

"Damn it!" Yun Che gritted his teeth, stunned.

"Alright, grand-grandson, hurry up and do something! If you don't act now, you're going to get flattened."

Yun Che threw a punch at the remnants of the Cloud-Covering Seal. As they collided, a visible shockwave of powerful energy rippled outward.

"Break!"

With a roar, Yun Che erupted with full force, shattering the Cloud-Covering Seal.

"Boom!"

A deafening blast rang out, and a terrifying force swept through the area. Yun Che was caught in the aftermath, sent flying like a cannonball.

"Bang!"

Yun Che retreated several steps, slamming his foot down to barely steady himself.

"Pfft!"

Feeling a tightness in his chest and a metallic taste in his throat, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You're stronger than you were before..." Yun Che was shocked. When they first met, Ye Changsheng was only at the first level of the Spirit Pellet realm. In the blink of an eye, he had reached the fifth!

"What? Is that a problem?"

Yun Che scoffed. "So what if you've gotten stronger? Today, even if a deity descended, they wouldn't be able to save you!"

He reached out, and a token appeared in his hand.

"Boy, this farce ends now!"

Yun Che gripped his fingers, crushing the token.

"Crack!"

As the token shattered, a pillar of light shot up from the ground, piercing the clouds.

"This is..."

Before the words had left his lips, a figure appeared from the distance.

It was an elderly man with white hair, dressed in black Taoist robes. He hovered in mid-air, hands behind his back, exuding the aura of an immortal.

"What? Can't win, so you're calling for help?" Ye Changsheng looked at the old man, his heart skipping a beat.

[Name: Murong Du]

[Cultivation: First Level of the Profound Spirit Realm]

[Identity: Core Elder of the Azure Cloud Sect]

"A core elder? The Azure Cloud Sect really went to great lengths to catch me! First the Young Sect Master, now a core elder."

"This old man is in the Profound Spirit realm..." Ye Changsheng’s brow furrowed, his expression grim.

Although he possessed the Supreme Bone, the opponent’s strength was far too great; such a gap could not be bridged by external force alone.

Murong Du flashed to Yun Che’s side.

"Greetings, Young Sect Master!"

"Elder Murong, this is the guy who broke into our Azure Cloud Sect, stole the ancestor's corpse, and even learned the Supreme Cloud-Covering Art."

Murong Du’s face changed. He thought, "This kid is young, yet not only is he bold, but his talent is also astonishing. So many in our sect failed to learn the Supreme Cloud-Covering Art, yet he actually mastered it?"

Yun Che pointed at Ye Changsheng and shouted, "Elder Murong, take him down at once!"

"As you command, Young Sect Master!"

Murong Du nodded and stepped forward.

The earth trembled with his stride, and an oppressive pressure descended upon the area.

Murong Du said coldly, "Boy, I will give you one chance. Hand over the ancestor's corpse and return to the Azure Cloud Sect to face judgment, and I will ensure you survive."

Ye Changsheng didn't believe a word of it.

"Ensure I survive? If I hadn't mastered the Supreme Cloud-Covering Art, this old bastard would have slapped me to death already," Ye Changsheng thought.

He looked at Murong Du and chuckled. "And if I refuse?"

Murong Du’s expression hardened, his aura flaring up behind him. "Refuse? That is not for you to decide!"

Just as Murong Du prepared to strike, a weathered voice echoed from above.

"What’s this? You bunch of little bastards, bullying him just because he has no one behind him?"