Chapter 514: You Temper? I Temper!

Chapter 514: You Temper? I Temper!

In the instant that Su Hongxiao turned her head, Du Weiguang felt a strong sense of unease. As a personal disciple of the Patriarch of Banshan Zong, he was quite confident in his own strength.

While he didn't think that he alone, as a disciple of an elder, could compare to a disciple of Tianjian Zong's sect leader, he still held some disdain for the powers of the Nan Hong region.

The pure killing intent contained in that woman's simple gaze actually made him feel more threatened than when facing his own sect's disciples.

After all, while Banshan Zong's size might not match that of the Nan Hong Qizi, it was still far superior to Tianjian Zong alone.

Moreover, while Nan Hong had been tucked away in a corner for many years, Banshan Zong had been interacting with the entire Hongze region, gaining an advantage over time. After so many years, the gap should have widened.

This gap was not only reflected in Banshan Zong's discovery of new places to cultivate the Dao and their possession of two Grand Masters of the Unity realm, but also in the strength of their disciples, which should have improved.

"...'

Du Weiguang's previous mocking remark was simply due to his disdain for this group of barbarians from Nan Hong causing trouble in Banshan Zong. With many elders present in the grand hall, he wanted to regain some face.

They had indeed been deliberately cold to these Nan Hong disciples.

Banshan Zong currently had more important matters to attend to, and with the Western Dragon Palace sending a large army to pressure Nan Hong, it eased some of the pressure on them.

They were also worried that Nan Hong Qizi would feel that Banshan Zong was not taking this matter seriously, creating a rift that would cause them to not resist the Dragon Palace with their full effort, and instead create more trouble in Western Hong.

So, they decided to treat them to good food and drink, stalling for time until the sect finished handling its business.

With Nan Hong Qizi's strength, even if Xi Gong and Nan Gong really attacked with all their might, they would still be able to hold out for a long time.

Who would have thought that this woman from Tianjian Zong would dare to use such forceful means, forcing them to come out and meet her? How audacious!

Now that the words were out, Du Weiguang remained silent, staring at the woman below whose sword intent soared into the sky. He saw that she had no intention of holding back, even in the face of the elders in the main hall of their sect, and he felt as if he had been forced to stay put.

With his cultivation base, which had just opened up two cities, he knew that if a fight really broke out, he would most likely not be able to withstand a single sword strike from her.

"...'

Su Hongxiao slowly took a step forward, and above the sky, the gates of all three grand cities trembled as if, in the next moment, they would spew forth a dense radiance.

The three elders of Banshan Zong, instinctively leaped back a few dozen feet.

Not just them, even Bai Wu fell silent, not daring to speak... With Su Hongxiao's temperament, without the sect leader of Tianjian Zong to hold her back, opening up the cities meant shedding blood, and perhaps even deciding life and death.

The problem was, they had come to request aid. Even if they couldn't obtain assistance, would they really create a blood feud as soon as they stepped out?

Thinking of this, Bai Wu unconsciously glanced at Shen Yi.

Although he didn't know if the other person was as reluctant to speak as he was, at least their sect leader's status was legitimate. If he was willing to step in, perhaps Su Hongxiao would listen to him?

"Let me handle this," Wei Yuanzhou said, not forgetting his responsibility on this trip. He stepped forward, slightly raising his arm to block Su Hongxiao's path.

Since things had come to this point, it would be impolite to continue being humble.

This matter had already escalated, and the seriousness of the situation needed to be carefully controlled.

Su Hongxiao would most likely demand that these people take a strike from her sword.

But this group would definitely not be able to withstand it.

"...'

Su Hongxiao glanced indifferently at Wei Yuanzhou, then swept her gaze towards Shen Yi, who was standing slightly behind him. After a moment's hesitation, she took a deep breath and slowly clenched her fists.

With this action, the three grand cities in the sky once again disappeared into the white, silk-like clouds.

She retracted the purple qi and rainbow light.

Su Hongxiao turned around without a word, her cold gaze fixed on the void, clearly forcing herself to suppress her anger.

Whether or not she could truly calm down depended on Wei Yuanzhou's performance.

"Wei Yuanzhou, a disciple of Lingyun Zong," Wei Yuanzhou said, turning his gaze back to the sky. Then, he cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, his long sleeves fluttering slightly as he spoke in a calm voice, "Please give us some guidance... Or if there are any other cultivators who wish to face me, you may do so as well."

As soon as these words were spoken, the mountains surrounding the main hall of Banshan Zong fell into a deathly silence.

Countless gazes converged on this place, or more accurately, on the figure clad in golden silk and white robes.

While Nan Hong Qizi was powerful, if you singled out any one of the sects, they would only be considered a second-rate force in the context of the entire Hongze region.

The aura Su Hongxiao had revealed earlier was already shocking, but Wei Yuanzhou's words made the people of Banshan Zong feel even more embarrassed. Were the disciples of the other sects of Nan Hong also such prodigies?!

Seeing this, Bai Wu raised an eyebrow, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes. Wei Yuanzhou usually appeared to be a modest and gentle person, but when it came to Su Hongxiao, he seemed to have a bit of a hot-tempered side as well.

The two disciples' intervention left no room for Banshan Zong to save face.

"...'

Du Weiguang forced himself to remain calm, but he cursed inwardly.

He couldn't quite see through Wei Yuanzhou's true strength, but from his words, it was clear that he possessed some skill.

Before he could respond, Du Weiguang slowly crossed his arms and said, "Of course, since our Daoist is not currently at the mountain gate, asking you to wait for him might seem like we're making excuses out of cowardice. So, how about this..."

As he spoke, he turned his head slightly to the side and suggested, "Let's be fair. Neither you nor I will rely on the external power of the White Jade Capital Immortal City. Let's have a real fight without holding back."

As soon as these words left his mouth, Bai Wu's expression turned strange, and he sighed, "It's been many years, but I never expected that the Banshan Zong would still be so particular about rules. This is truly fair."

Who in Hongze didn't know that the Banshan Zong had made their name through their unique spiritual body techniques?

Not using the power of the White Jade Capital Immortal City? The phrase "real fight without holding back" sounded ridiculous no matter how one heard it.

"..."

Even if Wei Yuanzhou was a stickler for rules, he wouldn't fall for such a crude attempt at goading him.

However, Du Weiguang had said one thing that hit the mark.

As a Daoist, regardless of whether he was in the right or wrong, if he got into an argument with these personal disciples of the Banshan Zong, he would already be at a disadvantage.

Therefore, he could only remain silent.

As for truly giving up his advantage and competing with them in spiritual body techniques...only a fool would do that, and a Daoist was no fool.

"Brother Wei doesn't seem too willing," Du Weiguang said, raising an eyebrow. He then turned his gaze to Bai Wu, who was about to speak, and smiled provocatively, "How about you then?"

As long as his skin was thick enough, he could completely ignore their words.

"Me..." Bai Wu opened his mouth, then smiled bitterly.

Even if he opened the Immortal City and fought them one against three, he would still find it extremely challenging to win. Moreover, he was not allowed to reveal his true cultivation.

However, while Wei Yuanzhou was unwilling to stoop to their level with words, Bai Wu didn't care about such things.

Just as Bai Wu was about to continue his mockery, Du Weiguang let out a cold laugh and quickly averted his gaze.

However, his eyes landed on Su Hongxiao, who was staring straight at him.

It wasn't that he thought he would lose to this woman in a spiritual body technique contest, but he didn't believe that she could control her temper. If things escalated, she might just unsheathe her Daoist weapon and slash at him.

Thus, Du Weiguang's gaze finally landed on the youth in the ink-colored robe, and he said, "Neither of them dares to fight. How about you?"

He stared intently at the youth's pale face, this time not moving his eyes away in a hurry.

During the ceremony to pay respects to the sect leader more than ten days ago, only three Daoists had been introduced.

In other words, this remaining person was someone he could actually fight.

"Of course, if you don't dare, then I won't force you..."

"Alright."

Before Du Weiguang could finish his taunting, he saw the young man lightly nod.

He froze for a moment, a little taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to reiterate the rules, "I mean..."

"I said yes, so it's yes. Whether we use the Immortal City or not is fine with me." Shen Yi casually took a step forward, his clear gaze sweeping over the three of them.

In fact, ever since he first met the elder of the Banshan Zong more than ten days ago, he had been quite interested in these cultivators.

This was the first time Shen Yi had seen cultivators who specialized in spiritual body techniques since leaving the Nanyang Zong.

It was also a good opportunity for him to test how his self-created Immortal Phoenix Indestructible Sword Body compared to the orthodox techniques of these body-refining sects.

"..."

Including Su Hongxiao, the three Daoists froze in their tracks, never expecting that the matter would involve Shen Yi.

Not using the Immortal City, but a direct confrontation?

They didn't know if Shen Yi was strong or not, but the last time he killed Liu Xing Shan, he hadn't used the Immortal City either.

Su Hongxiao also came back to her senses, the anger in her heart dissipating by more than half, a hint of interest flashing in her eyes.

Although she could sense the aura of the Daoist weapon that Shen Yi had summoned back then, it didn't mean that others could as well. With this cover, these personal disciples of the Banshan Zong would likely suffer a huge loss without even realizing it.

"Hmph!"

Du Weiguang held back for a long time before finally letting out a heavy breath.

Whether it was Wei Yuanzhou's indifference or Bai Wu's sarcasm, neither could compare to the youth in the ink-colored robe's casual and indifferent attitude, which was clearly dismissive of the entire Banshan Zong's fundamental principles.

Unlike Wei Yuanzhou, who had boasted and looked down on the disciples of the Banshan Zong, Shen Yi simply used his calm demeanor to show his disdain.

"You can, and it's fine whether we use it or not..."

"Don't regret it later," Du Weiguang said, his expression turning cold, mirroring the looks on the faces of his two fellow disciples.

Even within the main hall of the sect leader, displeasure radiated from the elders, causing the world to darken and the wind to cease.

In an instant, three figures simultaneously disappeared from their original positions.

The surrounding air suddenly became unbearably hot, as if the friction between the skin and the spiritual energy of the world was causing their blood to burn and boil!

Although they didn't use the power of the Immortal City, from the moment they made their move, they unleashed a powerful aura unique to those of White Jade Capital!

Crack!

The change occurred in Shen Yi's pale face, specifically, in his pitch-black eyes.

Su Hongxiao once again caught a whiff of that sword-bodied scent, and as purple flames rose in Shen Yi's eyes, the thickness of his sword intent instantly transformed from a small stream into a vast ocean!

Boom—

The three personal disciples of Banshan Zong appeared almost simultaneously.

One of them had arms swollen to the point of bursting through his clothes; his skin shone like gold and silver. With one palm above and one below, his short, thick fingers viciously clamped down on Shen Yi's calf and arm.

This was the Push Mountain style! Even if faced with a towering mountain, this technique could fling it away with force.

On the other side, another personal disciple of Banshan Zong used a nearly identical technique. If one was lifting a mountain, then the combined might of two would be enough to squeeze anything into pieces! The ferocity of their attacks was terrifying.

Finally, Shen Yi moved.

He still did not use the No Life Palm that Su Hongxiao had been expecting.

In the instant that the Banshan Zong disciple grabbed him, Shen Yi's long right leg moved at an imperceptible speed, viciously lashing out and landing heavily on the disciple's neck!

Crack—

Before the Banshan Zong disciple could recover from the shock of being easily freed from his grasp, his eyes widened, nearly popping out of their sockets.

Under the onslaught of the overwhelming mighty force, his entire spine arched like a huge dragon, nearly bursting through his skin, before shattering abruptly and turning into shards of bone that sprayed everywhere.

Shen Yi looked straight ahead without turning his head, a hint of disappointment flickering in his purple flame-filled eyes.

To his right, another disciple who had used the Push Mountain style stood there, completely dazed, his head hanging down as he stared blankly at the black shadow that had appeared on his chest.

His elbow had quietly shattered his body beneath the cover of his ink-colored robe.

Boom!!

At this moment, the mighty force finally exploded, sending his shattered remains flying back hundreds of feet away, breaking the ridge and causing a loud rumble as dust and smoke rose.

Without even using the full power of the Heaven's Evolution Forty-Nine, Shen Yi's basic fist and palm techniques were more than enough to handle this minor skirmish.

And in his line of sight.

As the final blow, Du Weiguang's face was filled with stupor and disbelief, but the raised fist was still instinctively controlled by his body, carrying the momentum of opening a mountain as it fiercely slammed forward.

Shen Yi's ink-colored robe fluttered, and his rolled-up sleeves revealed his long fingers, now tightly clenched.

Though it appeared as a fist, it resembled a sword grip.

A sword of the Immortal Phoenix, vibrant with life, was enhanced by the Primordial Purple Qi, causing the winds of the world to gather once more and converge into a high-pitched phoenix cry, a piercing sword sound!

A ripple finally disturbed the calm on Shen Yi's face.

The Sword Leaves No Return!

The sharp fist peak collided head-on with Du Weiguang's fist.

Like a sword breaking a brittle bamboo, Shen Yi's right fist easily tore through Du Weiguang's forearm, arm, and then his shoulder, until half of his body turned into a rain of blood and he flew out in a near-death state.

"Puff—"

Terror, regret, and numerous other emotions flooded Du Weiguang's mind, coupled with profound incomprehension. However, under the corrosion of the fierce mighty force, he had no time to think, and even his soul violently shook, causing him to fall into a coma.

A robust spiritual power surged out of the main hall of the Banshan Zong, quickly enveloping Du Weiguang and pulling him into the hall.

Shen Yi just watched quietly before lowering his arm, with no intention of pursuing further.

He just wanted to test his sword, and although these test stones were a bit disappointing, there was no need to completely destroy them.

After all, they were still on Banshan Zong's territory, and the Grand Master of the Unity realm had yet to appear.

He didn't like this situation, which not only had no benefits but also placed him in unnecessary danger.

The Immortal Phoenix Indestructible Sword Body had just reached perfection, and although it had not yet reached the realm of perfection, the abundant Primordial Purple Qi of the entire Heavenly Palace had caused this spiritual body method to possess strength comparable to that of the White Jade Capital.

But it should only be at the level of one or two cities.

It was a bit disappointing that these disciples of Banshan Zong, famous for their body-refining techniques, were not even at this level.

"Hu."

Su Hongxiao finally stopped holding her breath.

She didn't get to see the palm technique she had been expecting, but she witnessed another terrifying move of Shen Yi's.

Su Hongxiao, who had secretly assessed the situation earlier, now had to reduce her estimate of their chances even further.

She lifted her gaze to the slightly swaying ink-colored robe in front of her and sighed softly. Once again, the young Sect Master had managed to surprise her.

"You don't seem angry anymore?"

Qingyue quietly moved closer to her, only to be met with a calm glance from Su Hongxiao. He smiled wryly, "Not using the Immortal City in a fight? That would be foolish... Who can compare to him, excelling in everything and having all the time in the world to pursue his interests? It's all because of his natural talent that he can do as he pleases."

Although Bai Wu's words seemed like a complaint, they were actually sincere.

In their sect, there were very few people like this young man, who had the time to learn so many different techniques. The last one was probably Xian Qing.

One could only say that the Nanyang Sect breeds freaks!

With this thought, Bai Wu glanced at Wei Yuanzhou and clicked his tongue. He guessed that Yuanzhou would be feeling dejected once again. Just when he had found an opportunity to showcase his strength, it was taken away by a few words, leaving him with nowhere to exert his true power. Moreover, compared to Shen Yi...

Obviously,

Wei Yuanzhou was not the kind of person Bai Wu imagined him to be.

After the fight,

His mind was entirely focused on Shen Yi. Regarding matters concerning the Sect Master, he could not afford to be careless.

While he was amazed by Shen Yi's powerful body-refining techniques, he quickly calmed his mind and looked towards the grand hall on the mountain opposite.

At this moment, within the main hall of the Banshan Sect, several auras far surpassing those of the personal disciples began to stir.

As expected, after just a few breaths,

One figure after another leaped out of the grand hall, stepping through the air and hovering in the sky. Altogether, there were sixteen cultivators, both young and old, including elders and personal disciples, all of them at the White Jade Capital realm!

It should be noted that unless there was a major event, it was unlikely for all the strong cultivators of a sect to be present at the same time.

In other words, the strength of the Banshan Sect at this moment was probably not just equivalent to the combined strength of two sects within the Nan Hong Seven, as Wei Yuanzhou had previously assessed, but perhaps even stronger.

As soon as they appeared, they exuded the aura of a truly powerful sect.

At this moment, led by the eldest elder, they looked down at Shen Yi.

"Hmph."

Wei Yuanzhou suddenly let out an incomprehensible laugh.

He had expected that there might be elders or personal disciples guarding the grand hall, but he had never imagined there would be so many.

Moreover, despite having so many powerful cultivators present, the Banshan Sect still refused to discuss the matter of resisting the Dragon Palace with them.

Compared to being powerless, this deliberate indifference was even harder to accept.

Of course, even with the display of strength from the Banshan Sect,

The Daoists remained unfazed.

After all... the Nan Hong Seven would not be divided, and if one were to consider their backgrounds, the Banshan Sect alone was not enough to concern them.

However, what confused Wei Yuanzhou was...

As this group of White Jade Capital cultivators emerged from the grand hall, their faces were filled with anger.

But now, as they hung in the air, their anger gradually faded, and they looked as if they had seen something precious, with a hint of delight in their eyes.

"I am Yang Yunheng, the Grand Elder of the Banshan Sect. Greetings to all the Daoist friends from Nan Hong."

The elderly man, who appeared to be quite old, was full of spirit. Although he addressed them as Daoist friends, his gaze never left Shen Yi.

As he spoke,

Even Su Hongxiao furrowed her brows slightly.

This elder gave her a dangerous feeling. At least in Nan Hong, she had never sensed such an aura from a White Jade Capital cultivator.

Perhaps he had opened three cities, possessed high-quality Daoist weapons, and had strong spiritual body techniques? Su Hongxiao calmed her mind and took a step forward, quietly standing behind Shen Yi.

"There's no need to be nervous."

Yang Yunheng forced a smile and glanced at the two dying cultivators at Shen Yi's feet, "Young friend, they were simply outmatched. The Banshan Sect admits defeat, and I invite you to stay a few more days. We will definitely compensate you, but for now... may we have them back?"

Compensation?

Upon hearing these words, Shen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

In fact, he had never intended to kill them, and now there was an unexpected bonus.

He recalled that on their way here, Wei Yuanzhou had mentioned that this sect had been searching for various heavenly treasures... Perhaps they had something that would be useful for his Divine Phoenix Immortal Sword Body.

"As you wish."

Shen Yi nodded slightly.

His calm and modest demeanor after victory caused the Banshan Sect cultivators to exchange glances once again.

"Then, thank you, young friend."

Yang Yunheng cupped his hands and casually sent the two personal disciples back into the grand hall.

(End of Chapter)

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