Chapter 44: The Troubled Soul and the Yellow-Haired Should Get Along Well
“Hey, there’s nothing in the rulebook that says who has to speak first. I’m already inside; you’re not going to kick me out, are you?”
Yun Zhonghe smirked slyly. He always spoke with a slow, aloof vibe that suggested he cared little for his enemies.
Considering his status, he could definitely be considered the top dog among all the young masters present.
Don’t like it? Come be born into the Yun family, why don’t you?
I’m the Yun family’s young master, baby! I have every right to be cocky!
Lin Feng was fuming, and Yun Zhonghe’s arrogance just made him grit his teeth. He was the highest-ranked cultivator among the lot, and at twenty years old, he’d already reached Foundation Establishment Fifth Stage. On the Eastern Continent, he was also considered a small prodigy. How dared a spoiled brat who relied on drugs to reach Foundation Establishment look down on him!
But what Lin Feng didn’t know was the more he got worked up, the more excited Yun Zhonghe became. Typical villain behavior – as long as the opponent wasn’t part of the protagonist gang, he was free to do whatever he wanted.
Finally getting to release his true nature—heck, I’m gonna get my jollies!
“Why, scared of someone like me who’s stuck at Foundation Establishment Second Stage? If you’re such a pushover, why even bother being the champ? Spare yourself the trouble and roll off the stage. I don’t feel like wasting my time.”
Yun Zhonghe kept spouting insults non-stop.
Lin Feng didn’t want to deal with Yun Zhonghe; he just wanted to focus on taking down Lin Zhongyu and ensuring the lineage plan went smoothly.
However, Yun Zhonghe’s words were so obnoxious—always pushing Lin Feng to his breaking point. Watching Lin Feng’s stats, his anger meter would likely blow sky-high.
Ridiculous! Did Lin Feng really think himself safe from a wealthy brat?
No way!
Lin Feng clenched his fists until the veins in his knuckles bulged.
I can’t take any more of this. It’s just Yun Zhonghe; there’s a three-tier difference between them. And who knows how much fluff Yun Zhonghe is hiding under that Foundation Establishment Second stage facade.
To Lin Feng, beating Yun Zhonghe was child’s play.
“Good! If you seek your own demise, don’t whine when I’m done with you!”
As Lin Feng accepted the challenge, Yun Zhonghe’s lips curled upward.
Of course, he’s got no brain left. It was too easy to egg him on.
People in the Cultivation World sure have a short fuse.
“What exactly can this Yun Zhonghe do? Is he planning to jump three tiers to challenge Lin Feng?”
“While Lin Feng isn’t part of Lin’s main lineage, the Grand Elder has given him quite a bit of resources. Some say he learned a high-grade black-technique, after all.”
“Yun Zhonghe is too full of himself. If others could weaken Lin Feng’s spirit energy first, then maybe their chances would increase.”
“Pssh, looks like Yun Zhonghe’s in for a fall.”
Many people rubbed their hands in glee hoping to see Yun Zhonghe humiliated. Everyone loves to hate the rich, especially when someone better than them falls flat on their face. And when someone previously dominant crashes and burns, they’re usually the first in line to throw insults.
Too bad—they’ll probably be disappointed.
“I believe in Brother Yun!”
Only Lin Zhongyu had complete faith in Yun Zhonghe.
On the stage, Yun Zhonghe still had that laid-back, hands-behind-the-back posture, seemingly unperturbed by Lin Feng’s stance.
“Let’s be clear, give it your all, or else, you’ll lose badly.”
“What bullcrap!”
Spit! Lin Feng was waiting to see how long Yun Zhonghe could keep it up.
“I declare, the match begins!”
In an instant, the match started. Under Master Youyue’s command, Lin Feng let loose a deafening roar, loud enough to shake the ground. At the same time, he thrust his foot violently forward, causing the whole stage to tremble.
KABOOM!
Lin Feng lunged like a hungry tiger, brimming with k*ll intent.
“That’s ‘Rip Through Space’? A high-grade black technique? Powerful!”
“It’s derived from the ‘Earth Shatter Saber Technique’ taught by Earthshatter Sect’s Patriarch. Even though it’s low grade, it has the power of mid-grade techniques.”
“Yun Zhonghe is finished!”
The crowd erupted with excitement.
But Yun Zhonghe remained unfazed, standing stock-still.
As Lin Feng’s fist neared Yun Zhonghe’s chest, Yun Zhonghe narrowed his eyes and quickly acted.
He didn’t draw his sword. For Lin Feng, a simple finger would do the job.
“Wait…what?”
Suddenly, Master Youyue noticed Yun Zhonghe’s hand movements and her pupils enlarged.
“Yun Zhonghe’s got something weird going on with his fingers, gathering golden spiritual energy between his index and middle fingers!”
“ZAP!”
Lin Feng flew backward, a gaping hole through his chest.
What is happening?!
Confused and shocked, Lin Feng could hardly process anything much less see clearly.
Even the audience was left dumbfounded.
Just moments ago, Yun Zhonghe looked nonchalant. Now, Lin Feng was on d*ath’s door, flopping outside the ring like a fish out of water.
Did Yun Zhonghe hit him that hard?
“Argh!”
Lying on the ground, Lin Feng felt bl**d surge and spat out a large mouthful.
His eyes wide, he stared at Yun Zhonghe, unable to believe what just happened. He tried to ask what move Yun Zhonghe used, but had lost the strength to speak.
“Is that…Qi Refinement to Sword?”
Only Master Youyue saw the trick.
“Woah, Master, what’s Qi Refinement to Sword?”
Mu Jixue was flabbergasted. She couldn’t help but wonder if she had faced Lin Feng, with his Rip Through Space, how much of a chance she would have.
She’d win, but it wouldn’t be this easy, especially an instant k*ll.
How did this rich brat have such power?!”
“The art of Qi Refinement to Sword allows you to convert spiritual energy into sword qi even without a blade. Because it’s condensed energy, its power can surpass one’s cultivation level.”
“But this skill usually requires reaching the Golden Core stage to master. Furthermore, one must be proficient in high-grade techniques.”
“He only’s at Foundation Establishment Second Stage, yet he pulled such a move. That means his sword energy must be at least Foundation Establishment Sixth Stage. That’s four tier jump!”
“I’ve never heard of anyone perfecting this skill to this degree!”
Master Youyue rarely talked, but here she was, rambling. Clearly, she was in shock.
Seeing her master so floored, Mu Jixue’s heart sank.
After catching her breath, Master Youyue lectured her student, “Jixue, treat this Yun lad well. This guy’s outta this world.”
In conclusion, the Troubled Soul must befriend the Yellow-Haired to prosper.
