Although the young man in the python robe had only just broken through to the 1st stage Innate Realm, he was still not someone Qin Yun—at the 6th stage of the Heavenly Meridian Realm—could defeat.
“Young Master, run!” the Grand Elder roared with full force, his voice booming like thunder.
“Run? Run where? You think you can get away?”
“In front of me, you killed a woman I had my eye on and even dared to speak disrespectfully to me. I’ll tear that filthy mouth of yours apart, and then take my time torturing you,” the young man in the python robe said coldly, his entire body surrounded by a powerful innate aura.
The disciples from the Silver Moon Sect and other sects looked at Qin Yun with faces full of pity. Qin Yun had just shown signs of rising to prominence, but now he had offended the python-robed man. It seemed like he would die here today.
The disciples of the Heavenly Mystic Sect rushed forward to protect Qin Yun.
“Fall back!” Qin Yun stopped them.
“Young Master…”
“That’s an order!”
The disciples exchanged glances. Finally, the elder disciple gritted his teeth and led the group back, but they all channeled their true qi, ready to strike at any moment.
“Crawl over right now, raise your head, and prepare to be slapped. Maybe if I’m in a good mood, I’ll let you live,” the python-robed man sneered, pointing at Qin Yun.
“Young Master Qin, just kneel. Staying alive is better than dying.”
“Yeah, he’s an Innate Realm cultivator. You can’t match him.”
“Maybe slap yourself a few times first to please him. You might get a chance to live,” disciples from other sects began trying to persuade him—some out of kindness, some simply to enjoy watching the humiliation.
Qin Yun ignored them. Instead, he raised one finger at the python-robed man and said two words, “One strike.”
One strike?
What did he mean?
Everyone was confused.
Even the python-robed man didn’t quite understand.
“To kill you, one strike is enough,” Qin Yun said calmly.
Arrogant!
That was the reaction from disciples across all sects.
Qin Yun charged with his sword.
Using the extreme-level Windshadow Footwork, he arrived in front of the python-robed man in a flash. With a powerful swing, he slashed the heavy sword forward, infusing it with overwhelming force.
Two layers of crimson sword qi surged out.
The power was so intense that even the heavy sword couldn’t withstand it—cracks spread across its surface.
Extreme Tyrant Sword Slash!
The Grand Elder and others were shaken.
Only the Tyrant Sword Slash cultivated to its extreme level could release two layers of power simultaneously.
Bang!
The heavy sword shattered under the force of the extreme-level Tyrant Sword Slash. The source of this chapter is g.com.
Yet the sword’s remaining power still pierced through the python-robed man’s innate protective qi, splitting straight through his body and gouging a long trench in the ground behind him.
The python-robed man stared at Qin Yun in shock, eyes wide. A moment later, his body split cleanly into two halves.
The old woman in the violet robe was furious.
She had thought the python-robed man could handle Qin Yun effortlessly. She never expected him to be slain.
An Innate Realm cultivator… killed by someone in the 6th stage Heavenly Meridian Realm?
“You’re courting death!” the old woman roared in rage. Releasing her full power, she blasted back the Grand Elder and the others and lunged toward Qin Yun.
The elders tried desperately to catch up, but they were clearly slower.
Boom!
A thunderclap exploded.
A streak of crimson lightning crashed from the sky, slamming down in front of the violet-robed woman, forcing her back.
An old man in plain robes, long beard flowing, hovered in midair. Crimson lightning coiled around his body. Though aged, his eyes gleamed with sharp clarity.
The violet-robed woman prepared to retaliate but then sensed the crimson lightning around the old man. Her face changed immediately and she shouted, “Where did you learn the Blood Thunder Combat Technique?”
The old ancestor of the Heavenly Mystic Sect frowned slightly. He hadn’t expected someone to recognize the Blood Thunder Combat Technique—this was a bit troublesome.
But it no longer mattered. Qin Yun had already proven himself extraordinary. There was no need for him to remain in Luo City. It was time to go elsewhere.
The old ancestor ignored her, released protective energy around Qin Yun, and then soared away with him.
“The Young Master has become extraordinary. According to our agreement with the Sect Master, you no longer need to protect him. You may now enter that place,” the old ancestor transmitted to the Grand Elder and others.
“Yes!” The elders were overwhelmed with excitement. After seventeen long years, the time had finally come. They could now enter the place the Sect Master had prepared for them.
Soon after, the Grand Elder and all Heavenly Mystic Sect disciples exited the arena.
The disciples of the Silver Moon Sect and others were left dumbfounded. They couldn’t understand why the Heavenly Mystic Sect was retreating so suddenly, or why their elders looked so joyful—as if they had encountered some great fortune.
On the Myriad Beasts Sect side, the leading elders had already rushed back to the sect to report the incident…
…
The old ancestor flew with Qin Yun. But noticing the violet-robed woman pursuing closely behind, his brows furrowed deeper.
“Young Master, wait here for a moment. I’ll go deal with her and be right back. Don’t run off, or I won’t be able to find you again.”
“Okay,” Qin Yun nodded.
The old ancestor turned and flew back.
Seeing this, the violet-robed woman halted in midair, staring at him. “I just want to know—what’s your connection to the Blood Fiend Sect?”
“How do you know the Blood Thunder Combat Technique belongs to the Blood Fiend Sect?” the old ancestor countered.
“Because it’s their core technique—one of the strongest Earth-grade techniques they had. How I know is none of your concern. Just tell me, what’s your relationship with the Blood Fiend Sect?” she said sternly.
“With that kind of attitude, there’s nothing to talk about. Let’s stop here. You go your way, and I’ll go mine. But if you keep chasing me, don’t blame me for being impolite,” the old ancestor warned coldly. Find the original chapter at novelping . com.
“If you refuse to answer, I’ll report this to the Ministry of Justice of the Great Qian Empire.”
“When that happens, they’ll reopen the Blood Fiend Sect’s case. You and that young man will both be wanted by the empire,” she threatened.
“You’re threatening me with the Ministry of Justice?” The old ancestor looked at her strangely.
“Yes, I am. No matter what, I have to find out where you got the Blood Thunder Combat Technique from today!” she snapped.
Just as the old ancestor was about to strike, he noticed a distinct tattoo on her left wrist.
“You’re from the Ministry of Justice of the Great Qian Empire?” he asked.
“I was. Now I’m a disgraced member under punishment,” she replied calmly.
She too was surprised.
The old ancestor actually recognized the tattoo from the Ministry of Justice. Only those within the Ministry or very high-status individuals would know of it.
Could it be… was he from the Ministry?
No—it couldn’t be.
She quickly shook her head. She knew nearly everyone in the Ministry of Justice. There was no such person as him.
If he wasn’t from the Ministry, then who was he?
Those outside the Ministry who could recognize this tattoo were all people of great standing.
The old ancestor said coldly, “Since you know the Blood Thunder Combat Technique and are part of the Ministry, that means you must have investigated the Blood Fiend Sect in the past—and for a long time at that.”
“I have a pretty good idea of who you are now. Go back. Not everything needs to be fully uncovered.”
“Who are you really?” the woman asked, frowning. She didn’t know why, but she felt the old man knew a lot about the Ministry of Justice—perhaps even her own background.
Yet she knew nothing about him.
“You don’t need to know who I am,” the old ancestor said, shaking his head. He clearly didn’t want to reveal his identity.
“I don’t care who you are. But that young man must come with me. He killed the son of Marquis Feng of the Feng Family—a noble of the Great Qian Empire. I have to take him back,” she said seriously.
“The one he killed just now was the son of Marquis Feng?” the old ancestor looked surprised.
“Yes.”
“What was the son of Marquis Feng doing in Luo City? Had nothing better to do?” the old man’s expression turned cold.
“The marquis’ son was traveling, passing through this place, and heard about the Ten Sect Assembly. He came to watch. Now that he’s dead, the Feng Family needs an explanation,” she explained.
The old ancestor fell silent for a moment, then suddenly thought about Qin Yun’s future. According to the original agreement with the Sect Master, now that Qin Yun had become extraordinary, they had to help him grow.
If he were to grow, he couldn’t stay in Luo City.
The Great Qian Royal City… might be the perfect place for training.
“If you want an explanation, then I’ll give you one.” The old ancestor casually flipped his palm, revealing a black token and held it before her.
The Royal Command Token of the Great Qian Empire!
The violet-robed woman stared at the old ancestor in complete shock.