Chapter 275: I Won't Explain—You're Not Worth Hearing It
"Where did this arrogant brat come from? How dare you run wild on my Hong Family's territory?!"
An enraged roar echoed through the air as a figure flew out of the Hong family estate. Soon after, over a dozen silhouettes with Dou Qi wings surged out, all clearly Dou Wang-level or stronger.
They were clad in crimson robes, each bearing the emblem of the Hong family on their chest.
Xiao Yuan's previous domineering proclamation had obviously drawn attention. Many curious gazes scanned over him.
A pair of wind-lightning Dou Qi wings… and the aura of a peak Dou Wang?
There was no way someone like him could possibly contend against the Hong family.
Zzt!
A flash of lightning sparked—an old man in a gray robe appeared out of nowhere, standing in the air with hands tucked into his sleeves. He leaned slightly as if resting, and on his chest glowed a silver-blue badge bearing a lightning-entwined tower insignia.
A Dou Zong?
Xiao Yuan squinted slightly at the man.
He seemed to practice lightning-element Dou Qi. His strength was decent—probably around three- or four-star Dou Zong—but in Xiao Yuan's eyes, he was nothing more than cannon fodder. At best, on par with Yun Shan. Not worth fearing.
"You said… you're going to take my Hong Family's estate as a wedding gift?" Hong Li's tone was frigid as he asked.
Xiao Yuan's earlier statement had thoroughly crushed the Hong family's pride. It was simply unforgivable.
"Are you deaf? Do I need to repeat myself?" Xiao Yuan frowned.
"Fine, fine! A mere Dou Wang dares humiliate my Hong family—today, I'll use your blood as a warning!"
Enraged, Hong Li laughed coldly. With a flap of his wings, he launched toward Xiao Yuan.
But Xiao Yuan remained still.
Once Hong Li stepped within ten meters, Xiao Yuan activated his secret technique.
Boom!
Dark-gold flames surged from his body before retracting rapidly. Xiao Yuan's aura exploded, instantly rising to the sixth-star Dou Huang level.
Qi Reservoir Infusion Technique!
Then came the next step. Another secret method activated, causing energy within his five elemental qi reservoirs to converge and surge.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Yuan's aura soared to the Dou Zong realm.
Then—flash!—a silver gleam of spatial power flickered. He vanished and reappeared before Hong Li.
A white, slender hand grasped Hong Li by the neck.
"Use me as a warning? Go join your son below!"
Xiao Yuan's cold smile stretched as dark-gold flames erupted from his palm—instantly incinerating Hong Li into nothing.
"What?!"
The Hong family crowd, along with the Wind Lightning Pavilion's Dou Zong elder, were all stunned.
This youth had one-shotted a man at the threshold of the Dou Zong realm?
And that technique—what kind of secret art let him cross an entire major realm? Even the famed Heavenly Fire Three Mysterious Transformations of Blazing Flame Valley required three high-tier Heavenly Flames to temporarily reach Dou Zong!
Could he be backed by some secret superpower?
Zzt!
Lightning flickered again as Xiao Yuan vanished. The next moment, screams erupted—Hong family experts fell one after another.
None of them could contend. With Xiao Yuan's superior cultivation and overwhelming combat prowess, it was a one-sided massacre.
He hadn't gone full strength against Hong Chen earlier—he'd been probing, assessing his restrained power. But now, unsealed and serious, he was back at his previous standard.
Three Dou Huangs were wiped out in an instant.
Even Elder Shen Yun of the Wind Lightning Pavilion grew restless. He caught a fading afterimage—lightning blue.
Three Thousand Lightning Movement?
As one of the North Pavilion's four great elders, Shen Yun knew the technique well. Despite the slightly different lightning hue, there was no mistaking the footwork.
The youth's execution was even better than his own!?
Then five more Dou Wangs of the Hong family were obliterated.
Elder Shen Yun panicked. That terrifying dark-gold flame—could it be an Heavenly Flame?
But no matter how he pursued, he couldn't keep up with Xiao Yuan's Three Thousand Lightning Movement. Within moments, every airborne Hong family expert was annihilated.
"You've got a cruel streak, boy," Shen Yun coldly snorted. "But how do you explain stealing the Wind Lightning Pavilion's secret art? You're no disciple of ours."
His four-star Dou Zong aura erupted.
Xiao Yuan's brows furrowed slightly. So he had been recognized.
But so what?
Right then, the Han family finally arrived… only to freeze.
A Dou Zong? He really is one?
But… where's the Hong family?
They looked around, baffled—only the gray-robed Shen Yun remained, facing off with Xiao Yuan.
"Wind Lightning Pavilion?" Han Chi's face changed as he spotted the badge.
"Might I ask the elder's name?" he asked politely.
"Shen Yun, of the Wind Lightning North Pavilion," came the flat reply.
"You're one of the famed Four Pillars—Wind, Cloud, Thunder, Lightning?" Han Chi's tone grew cautious.
"Heh. The Han family knows us well, I see."
"You're too kind," Han Chi said, then probed: "Elder Shen Yun, this situation…"
But Shen Yun waved him off and stared at Xiao Yuan.
"I've met your clan's Grand Elder. Out of courtesy, I'll spare your family. But this youth must answer for the Three Thousand Lightning Movement."
His tone darkened.
Only Wind Lightning Pavilion's core inner disciples were allowed to learn it. Mastering it was one of the prerequisites to their Pavilion's strongest technique:
Three Thousand Lightning Illusory Body.
It was the cornerstone of their reputation across the Central Plains.
"Such technique can't be spread. The boy will come with me to the North Pavilion and answer to our Pavilion Master—or die. That's final."
Han Chi's face darkened. Han Yue turned pale.
"Elder Shen Yun…" Han Chi tried to interject.
"Enough, Han Chi!" Shen Yun snapped. "Your family lacks the right to interfere! Oppose us, and you'll be obliterated alongside him!"
Han Chi hesitated. The Wind Lightning Pavilion was far beyond them in power.
But Xiao Yuan's calm voice rang out:
"Don't worry, Uncle Han. I've already wiped out the Hong family's elite. The rest will follow. This matter is mine alone. If Wind Lightning Pavilion wants to interfere—they'll burn all the same."
Han Chi looked up, stunned by Xiao Yuan's bold tone and radiant confidence.
"You're brave, I'll give you that," he murmured. "But I'm the Han clan's patriarch. I must act for the whole family. We can't intervene…"
He sighed.
"But I trust Yue'er's judgment. We'll not stand idle. If things turn dire, I'll send Yue'er and her sister away. You protect them. I'll handle the rest."
Xiao Yuan frowned. Han Chi was clearly preparing to sacrifice himself for the clan.
No way. He couldn't let Han Yue suffer that grief.
"I have it under control," Xiao Yuan smiled, then strode into the sky toward Shen Yun.
"Oh? So you're brave, too," Shen Yun chuckled, raising his withered hand. "Will you come peacefully—or must I cripple you first?"
Xiao Yuan shook his head, a mocking grin on his lips.
"Wind Lightning Pavilion? I'm not interested. So I won't go."
Shen Yun's eyes narrowed. "Then you've chosen death."
Xiao Yuan lifted his gaze. The demonic glint in his eyes sent chills down many spines.
"As for crippling me…" his smile grew colder.
"With your less-than-five-star Dou Zong power?
You're not qualified."
(END CHAPTER)
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