That furious shout exploded like thunder, startling the spirit birds perched in the courtyard trees into frantic flight.
Su Yanran was also startled and hurriedly pushed Li Qingxuan away.
Damn it.
Damn it.
Damn it!
Li Qingxuan’s face darkened, nearly exploding with rage.
His nose had already been about to touch Su Yanran’s soft lips. He could even clearly smell the rich aroma of spirit chicken on her breath mixed with her own faint orchid-like fragrance.
Just a little more.
Just that little bit!
And yet…
Li Qingxuan took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the anger in his chest. He gently squeezed Su Yanran’s small hand and said, “Madam, wait here. I’ll be right back.”
Su Yanran’s pretty face flushed.
Wait for what?
Wait for him to come back and continue kissing her?
In the courtyard.
As the dust settled, more than a dozen members of the Wang Family stormed in carrying a pitch-black coffin, killing intent surging around them.
At the front stood Wang Teng.
His eyes were bloodshot, a strip of white mourning cloth tied at his waist. Behind him followed a white-robed elder with an immortal bearing—Inner Sect Elder Xuan Xiaozi of the Heavenly Mystic Sect.
“Li Qingxuan!” Wang Teng’s voice was hoarse, squeezed out through clenched teeth. “Yesterday, I was at a critical point in my breakthrough and couldn’t come in time.”
“Today, I will take your dog life to console my father’s spirit in heaven!”
Xuan Xiaozi stood with his hands behind his back, his white beard fluttering, looking like an otherworldly master.
He gave Li Qingxuan a faint glance, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes, but he did not speak.
A petty grievance between juniors was not worth his personal intervention.
“Father, let me handle this!” Li Chuan rushed out of the house and stood in front of Li Qingxuan, excitement gleaming in his eyes.
This was a perfect opportunity to farm system rewards!
[Ding! Filial conduct detected. The host’s son is voluntarily facing a strong enemy on behalf of his father. Mission completed. Reward: Mid-Grade Profound Tier movement technique—Phantom Tracing Steps.]
“Get to the side!” Li Qingxuan grabbed Li Chuan by the back of his collar and flung him aside. Looking at the crowd before him, his anger surged upward.
“Wang Teng, right? If you don’t give me a reasonable explanation today, I’ll stuff your entire clan into that coffin!”
His mind was still filled with Su Yanran’s tender red lips.
If this bunch hadn’t suddenly barged in, he would have already kissed her!
“You? Against me?” Wang Teng laughed in extreme anger, pointing his long sword at Li Qingxuan. “I’ve just broken through to the 2nd stage Condensation Essence Realm, and my master stands behind me. You trash who barely reached the 1st stage Condensation Essence Realm—what do you have to fight me with?”
“Today, I’ll personally behead you to avenge my father!”
“All talk and no skill!” Li Qingxuan snorted coldly as his figure suddenly vanished.
Smack!
A crisp, resounding slap!
Wang Teng spun through the air and flew backward. Half his face instantly swelled like a pig’s head, and several blood-stained teeth traced graceful arcs before falling.
“A moment of spring night is worth a thousand in gold. That slap just taught you why it’s worth that much!”
Hiss!
The Wang Family members sucked in cold air, staring in disbelief.
Wasn’t Li Qingxuan only at the 1st stage Condensation Essence Realm?
How did Wang Teng, at the 2nd stage Condensation Essence Realm, get slapped away with a single strike?
What kind of joke was this?
“You… you dare hit me?” Wang Teng climbed up from the ground, blood at the corner of his mouth, his expression twisted. “You filthy bastard, I want you dead!”
“Heavenly Mystic Sword Art, Cloud-Breaking Form!”
Sharp sword energy tore through the air, emitting a piercing shriek.
“Heavenly Mystic Sword Art? What trash.”
Li Qingxuan smiled with disdain and casually raised his right hand. At the instant the sword energy approached, his fingers hooked forward and seized Wang Teng’s wrist.
“A sword is not used like this.”
Before his words even finished—
Li Qingxuan flipped his wrist.
Wang Teng felt an irresistible force. His long sword slipped from his grasp, completely beyond his control.
Clang—
The sword traced a beautiful arc in midair and landed steadily in Li Qingxuan’s hand.
“Watch carefully. This is what swordsmanship looks like!”
With a slight shake of his wrist, dazzling golden light burst from the blade. A fierce sword energy swept outward.
Slash!
Wang Teng’s right arm was severed cleanly at the shoulder, blood spraying everywhere.
“Ah… my arm!” Wang Teng let out a miserable scream and staggered backward.
Li Qingxuan sneered, turned the blade, and slashed again.
Slash!
Wang Teng’s left leg was cut off instantly. He collapsed heavily to the ground, wailing in agony.
Li Qingxuan looked down at him from above and said calmly, “I promised your father I’d send you to join him. I’m a man of my word.”
“No, you can’t kill me! You can’t!” Wang Teng screamed in terror. “Even the ancestor of the Heavenly Mystic Sect said I have the potential to become a Great Emperor… my future is limitless! How can I die here?”
Pfft!
A sword flashed like a shooting star.
Before he finished speaking, Li Qingxuan’s blade had already pierced Wang Teng’s heart.
“You…” Wang Teng spat blood, glaring at Li Qingxuan with unwillingness filling his eyes.
“The Heavenly Mystic Sect ancestor wasn’t wrong. You do have the potential to become one with the earth.”
Li Qingxuan nodded. “Look, you’ve already merged with the earth and become fertilizer.”
“Teng’er!”
Xuan Xiaozi’s expression changed drastically.
He had never expected his most prized disciple to fail to withstand even a single move!
More importantly, Li Qingxuan killed too quickly. He had not even reacted!
“You dare cripple and kill my disciple? You’re courting death!”
Xuan Xiaozi erupted in fury. The terrifying spiritual energy of the 9th stage Profound Core Realm burst forth.
Forming seals with both hands, he slammed a massive spiritual energy palm toward Li Qingxuan.
“Heavenly Mystic Grand Palm!”
Li Qingxuan did not even blink. He merely raised his left hand casually.
“Get lost.”
With a cold shout, Li Qingxuan lightly pointed with his left index finger.
Pop.
The seemingly overwhelming palm imprint shattered like a bubble under that single touch.
“How is this possible?” Xuan Xiaozi’s pupils shrank sharply. Before he could react, Li Qingxuan’s figure vanished.
“Not good!”
Just as Xuan Xiaozi attempted to retreat, a slender hand had already seized his throat, lifting him into the air.
Li Qingxuan’s eyes were cold as he mocked, “A mere 9th stage Profound Core Realm trash dares attack me?”
Xuan Xiaozi’s face was filled with terror. His legs kicked uselessly in the air as he struggled. “How could someone like you exist in a small place like Qingshi Town? Wh-what realm are you?”
“Above the Golden Core Realm.”
Those four simple words fell lightly from Li Qingxuan’s lips, yet everyone present felt as if they had fallen into an icy abyss.
The Wang Family members turned pale as death. Several even collapsed to the ground.
Xuan Xiaozi trembled violently, despair filling his eyes.
“You… you can’t kill me!” Xuan Xiaozi’s face flushed red as he roared stubbornly. “I am an Inner Sect Elder of the Heavenly Mystic Sect. The Heavenly Mystic Sect has Golden Core Realm Experts!”
“Oh? Are you threatening me?”
“I’m merely stating facts and telling you the price of killing me!”
“If you beg for mercy, I might consider sparing you. But if you threaten me…”
Li Qingxuan tightened his grip suddenly and said calmly, “Then you can die.”