Chapter 276: You Want to Kill This King? Then This King Will Kill You
"Haha."
While the crowd's thoughts surged internally, Shen Yun froze for a moment before erupting into laughter from sheer fury. All these years, it was the first time a junior had told him to his face that he wasn't qualified!
"Truly, the new generation surpasses the old. Youngsters nowadays are more arrogant than the last. Very well then—let this old man see with his own eyes today why I'm supposedly not qualified!"
Shen Yun looked up and laughed wildly, but anyone could hear the smoldering rage behind that laughter. Clearly, this elder from the Wind Lightning Pavilion's Northern Division was truly enraged by Xiao Yuan's words.
Sensing the fury veiled in Shen Yun's laughter, Han Chi and the others couldn't help but tremble inwardly. All they could do now was pray that Xiao Yuan had the strength to back up his arrogance.
Xiao Yuan wasn't surprised to have provoked the Wind Lightning Pavilion. With their domineering ways, there was no chance they'd get along with him. As for going with this old man to the Northern Pavilion—there was no way Xiao Yuan would agree. Once he entered their territory, no matter how many trump cards he had, the odds would be stacked against him. When facing a powerful organization, frontal combat wouldn't work—divide and conquer, guerrilla tactics were the way to go.
Under Xiao Yuan's disdainful gaze, the smile on Shen Yun's face gradually twisted into a scowl. His withered hand slightly curled, and threads of crackling lightning flashed out from his fingers, leaping like electric sparks.
"Today, this old man really wants to see if you can escape from me!"
With killing intent flashing in his eyes, Shen Yun stepped forward. A silver gleam shone beneath his feet. The moment his foot fell, thunder rumbled, and his figure eerily vanished.
Xiao Yuan's pupils narrowed slightly. A ghostly figure appeared directly above him, a claw wreathed in thunder tearing through space as it lunged viciously at his skull.
Boom!
Unfazed, Xiao Yuan's battle qi surged along his arm. He threw a punch straight upward, colliding with Shen Yun's thunder claw. Instantly, a muffled boom echoed—an explosive shockwave rippled out like a tsunami, cracking the earth beneath like a spiderweb.
Bang!
The momentary clash between Xiao Yuan's wind-thunder infused arm and the lightning claw caused Shen Yun's body to tremble violently. He was forced to retreat ten steps through the air before he could barely steady himself.
This unexpected result froze everyone's gaze. Even Shen Yun, after that exchange, had been pushed back—shock and disbelief surged in everyone's hearts.
"Boy, you've been hiding your strength?"
Shen Yun asked grimly.
Xiao Yuan didn't bother explaining.
His physical strength had always been exceptional, his body's quality comparable to some same-level magical beasts. While not on par with the top-tier ancient Taixu Dragons like Zi Yan, it was still far beyond ordinary human cultivators.
Even without battle qi, Xiao Yuan could overpower someone like Yun Shan in close combat. Adding in battle qi, Heavenly Flame, and technique enhancements—even though much of his power was sealed—his actual strength, under the secret art of the Five Elemental Qi Mansions, wasn't much affected. In fact, due to exceeding his augmented level, the backlash was neutralized. Against Shen Yun, it looked easy—and wasn't all that hard.
"I said it before—if you want to cripple me, you're not qualified."
Xiao Yuan said calmly.
"Unbelievable! Xiao Yuan's gotten so strong!"
Han Yue couldn't help but exclaim. She'd always known Xiao Yuan was impressive, but watching him take on a Dou Zong and hold the upper hand was still stunning.
"Xiao Yuan must have some background. Otherwise, even with great talent, it's hard to reach this level alone. Forget the secret art that raises his power—that punch alone… among Wind Lightning Pavilion's younger generation, no one compares!"
Han Chi murmured.
Han Yue blinked in surprise.
She'd looked into Xiao Yuan's background back at the Inner Academy.
She knew his family wasn't powerful, but his talent was monstrous.
"This brat is terrifying!"
Having taken a hit, Shen Yun's expression darkened. He'd never seen someone elevate their strength an entire tier with a secret art!
Even more bizarre, this brat's physical power was monstrous—comparable to Dou Zong who focused on body refinement.
"A mere four-star Dou Zong wants to drag me off to your Wind Lightning North Pavilion? You people love lightning so much—fine! Today, I'll show you what true lightning god's descent looks like!"
Xiao Yuan's icy voice rang out as his hands formed seals. His aura surged even higher.
The sky darkened. Thunder rolled across the heavens. A long spear formed from azure lightning crackled in Xiao Yuan's hand. Lightning arcs danced along his body, making him look like a thunder god.
Low Earth-Tier Dou Technique: Nine Tribulations Demon Lightning Spear!
As his seals shifted, the black veins across the azure spear expanded. The destructive aura of the Black Demon Lightning exploded forth.
Chii!
With a flicker of lightning, Xiao Yuan appeared before Shen Yun. The spear roared like a dragon as it stabbed forward.
Feeling the destructive energy of the spear, Shen Yun was startled. He immediately tried to activate his own "Lightning God's Descent" technique to boost his strength.
Too late!
Xiao Yuan sneered, spear lashing out in a flurry of strikes as his other hand clenched tightly toward Shen Yun!
Spatial power surged, forming a cage that closed around Shen Yun.
As it tightened, Shen Yun felt increasingly constrained, his battle qi circulation growing sluggish.
"Hong Tianxiao! If you don't come out now, your entire Hong Clan will be wiped out!"
Sensing the deadly aura on the spear's tip, Shen Yun roared in desperation.
But Xiao Yuan remained unmoved. His spear now glowed with a dark gold flame—Alien Flame etched into its surface.
With Black Demon Lightning and Alien Flame's dual enhancement, the Nine Tribulations Demon Lightning Spear was now on par with High Earth-Tier techniques.
Even with all his might, Shen Yun was driven to the brink of death by Xiao Yuan. At any moment, he could fall.
Worse, that terrifying spatial power around them—Shen Yun couldn't believe someone who forcibly boosted his power could wield such control.
In his mind, only the Northern Pavilion's leader, Fei Tian, could wield space this way!
How could this boy do it?
"Elder Shen, ready to die?"
Xiao Yuan's mocking voice made Shen Yun's heart shudder.
The next moment, space constricted completely—Shen Yun was locked in place!
"Damn it!"
Shen Yun's expression twisted. He desperately unleashed his full battle qi. Lightning God's Descent activated, pushing his aura to five-star Dou Zong.
But...
It was useless.
He couldn't break free from the spatial cage.
Heh!
Xiao Yuan spun, raising his spear like a javelin. The energy surged so fiercely it made the air tremble.
But just then—a roar filled with murderous rage exploded from the depths of the Hong Clan's estate.
"Dare kill someone from my Hong Clan? No matter who you are, I'll tear you to pieces and crush your bones to dust!"
The deafening roar echoed over Tianbei City, shocking the entire city into silence. Eyes turned toward the sound in horror.
Clearly, the roar reached Xiao Yuan as well. The spectators gasped.
"It's Hong Tianxiao! He's actually come out!"
"Xiao Yuan's doomed now. Hong Tianxiao's a five-star Dou Zong—stronger than Shen Yun. Even with terrifying power, Xiao Yuan can't face two Dou Zongs!"
Xiao Yuan ignored the murmurs. Having gathered his energy, he hurled the Nine Tribulations Demon Lightning Spear, which pierced Shen Yun's heart before everyone's stunned eyes.
A four-star Dou Zong—slain like a dog in Xiao Yuan's hands!
As Shen Yun's heart was pierced, a sharp wind tore across the sky. A blurry figure shot toward Xiao Yuan like lightning. The killing intent was bone-chilling even from afar.
"Boy! No matter who your elders are—killing so many of my Hong Clan, you will not leave here alive! Die!"
Their distance wasn't far. By the time the roar reached them, Hong Tianxiao was already upon Xiao Yuan.
Xiao Yuan swept his eyes and saw a yellow-faced elder in red robes, sneering malevolently, trying to catch him in a moment of weakness after his technique.
Clearly, this old bastard knew he couldn't win head-on, so he tried to ambush.
Xiao Yuan prepared to slip away using a trick—but then, he caught a familiar whiff of mandrake blossom.
His whole body relaxed.
"Old thing, dare lay a hand on this king's man!"
A golden serpent-shaped sword flew from behind Xiao Yuan. Queen Medusa, in her red qipao, emerged from the void. Her seven-colored battle qi surged—a presence no weaker than five-star Dou Zong.
Her true form was the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python—an ancient beast of immense power. Against someone like Hong Tianxiao, she wouldn't be at a disadvantage.
Xiao Yuan wasn't surprised.
Months ago, Queen Medusa could already suppress Elder Su Qian. She wasn't weak.
Forced back by Medusa's appearance, Hong Tianxiao's face turned grim.
"You best stay out of this. That brat offended not just my Hong Clan but also the Wind Lightning Pavilion. He killed Elder Shen Yun—Wind Lightning North Pavilion will not let him go!"
Wary of Medusa's strength, Hong Tianxiao dared not act recklessly and resorted to threats.
"Just another old bastard. Dead is dead. As for Wind Lightning Pavilion, never heard of them. Xiao Yuan's life belongs to this queen. You want to kill him? Then this queen will kill you!"
Medusa's tone was frosty, her killing intent surging.
"I swear, I'm falling for you, my queen!"
Xiao Yuan smiled as he stepped beside her.
"Hmph! What a mood you're in—everywhere you go, you cause trouble!"
Medusa wasn't pleased, shooting Han Yue a cold glance before glaring at Xiao Yuan.
"Well, I couldn't just watch her die. You know I'm a lech."
Xiao Yuan shrugged.
Besides, this wasn't really "womanizing." He was just bringing home a flower he'd admired before.
After all, he was handsome and strong.
"Hmph!"
Medusa's face grew colder. Her gaze toward Hong Tianxiao became even icier.
"Let's see what tricks you've got, old man. If you want to kill my man in front of me!"
In the distance, the Han Clan watched the gorgeous woman clash with Hong Tianxiao, hearts conflicted.
Xiao Yuan hadn't lied—he truly had a Dou Zong-level companion.
And a strong one at that.
But… their relationship clearly wasn't just ordinary friendship?
If Han Yue married Xiao Yuan, would she be a concubine?
Han Yue didn't think that far.
She liked Xiao Yuan—handsome, strong, and he'd saved her twice already.
Better be Xiao Yuan's second than marry Hong Chen.
Besides, Xiao Yuan didn't treat his women unequally. And he wasn't the type to only like her body—or at least she hoped not. Well, even if he was—so what?
This sister was clearly possessive of Xiao Yuan...
Or maybe she was just imagining things?
Meanwhile, Xiao Yuan didn't want to just watch.
But Queen Medusa looked like she'd beat him too if he tried to help.
So, Xiao Yuan went to loot Shen Yun's corpse.
(END CHAPTER)
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