"This trash!"
A Yuan Wu Fifth Level cultivator, beaten to a pulp by someone at Yuan Wu First Level — this drove Elder Seven Stars mad with rage. But despite his cursing, his hands didn't hesitate. As a master, he could never just stand by and watch his disciple die.
"Hey, Seven Stars, they're just sparring. What do you think you're doing?" But the moment Elder Seven Stars raised his hand,
"Old Zhuge, get the hell out of my way!"
Elder Seven Stars swung his arm, trying to fling Zhuge Liuyun aside, but Zhuge Liuyun's arm was steady as a rock — like an iron clamp, it locked onto his wrist so firmly that Elder Seven Stars couldn't budge it at all.
"Shameless fool. Step aside and watch quietly." Zhuge Liuyun snorted coldly and with a sharp twist, sent Elder Seven Stars sprawling face-first onto the ground in a pathetic heap.
"You… you… you've actually reached Xuan Wu Sixth Stage!!!"
Elder Seven Stars was utterly stunned. He never imagined that his former defeated rival had now surpassed him and become a Xuan Wu Sixth Stage expert.
This was something Elder Seven Stars couldn't accept. As a guest elder of a first-rate sect, his stipend was quite generous, and under such support his cultivation had advanced rapidly — he was now a Xuan Wu Fifth Stage expert himself.
But no matter how he thought about it, Zhuge Liuyun, who was merely a guest elder at a second-rate sect, had somehow reached Xuan Wu Sixth Stage. It was completely illogical.
"Feng'er, that's enough. Leave him alive!" Zhuge Liuyun ignored Elder Seven Stars and instead called out to
"Understood."
Chu Feng had already dismantled Yang Zai's barrier. He had originally intended to kill him, but upon hearing Zhuge Liuyun's words, he dissipated all the golden arrows that would have riddled Yang Zai's body with holes.
"Get up."
Although he had spared Yang Zai's life, Chu Feng had no intention of letting him off entirely. He walked up to Yang Zai and grabbed the pale, exhausted young man by the collar, hauling him to his feet.
"Wh-what are you going to do!!"
"I am a core disciple of the Huayang Sect — a first-rate sect! If you dare kill me, the Huayang Sect will never let you go." Yang Zai had long lost his earlier arrogance, his eyes filled with terror.
"Screw you!" Chu Feng couldn't be bothered to listen to his nonsense. He threw a punch straight into Yang Zai's mouth. With that single blow, teeth scattered across the ground — every last tooth in Yang Zai's mouth had been shattered.
"Mmph!" Yang Zai clamped his hands over his bleeding mouth, staring at the broken teeth littering the ground, wanting to cry but unable to produce tears. With all his teeth gone, how was he supposed to face anyone when he returned to the Huayang Sect?
"Wander off somewhere and whimper!"
Watching Yang Zai sob and wail, Chu Feng kicked him flying into a corner, then pointed at him and said: "Watch your mouth from now on. Not everyone is someone you can talk down to."