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The young man was sent to the Heavenly Shadow Sect by his family. Although he had not yet opened all his meridians, he had already opened seven or eight acupoints. Among the disciples of this generation, he could be considered outstanding.
Just now, when Xunuo unleashed a wave of True Qi, it didn’t seem to affect him much. It was merely Xunuo's loud roar that carried with it a surge of True Qi, causing them to come closer together.
In an instant, the True Qi surrounding the young man in white was shaken to the brink of dispersing. He took two steps back, gathering his energy to stabilize his True Qi. However, at that moment, Jing Lide spoke such words that anger surged through him, and in an instant, his True Qi scattered.
Having practiced martial arts on Tianyin Mountain since childhood, surrounded by people who were neither too yin nor too yang, he never felt anything amiss. Even as he reached his teenage years, he lacked the typical naivety towards the opposite sex that most boys had. He simply thought everything was as it should be.
This time, coming down the mountain to visit relatives and interacting with outsiders, he learned about matters between men and women. He began to feel self-conscious and grew cynical about the world. Now, with Jing Lide's words exposing his hidden pain, how could he still maintain his composure? His pale face flushed bright red, tinged with green. Fixing his gaze on Jing Lide, he slowly said, "You enjoy talking so much; if you dare to stop, I’ll cut out your tongue and feed it to the dogs."
Jing Lide's face twitched as he recalled the ruthless ways of the Heavenly Shadow Sect.
Although the Ice Buddha had passed away over thirty years ago, the Heavenly Shadow Sect's disdain for others remained unshaken. They simply lacked a top-tier tyrant who could sweep through the martial world. Even small figures like himself wouldn’t dare provoke the Heavenly Shadow Sect. With this thought in mind, Jing Lide retreated behind others and fell silent.
Seeing Jing Lide rendered speechless by a single remark from the young man in white, Xunuo was puzzled but soon noticed that the young man’s sleeves billowed as he began to channel his Inner Strength once more.
Xunuo thought to himself: If this continues, defeat is inevitable; I must think of a way to turn the situation around. The opponent's Fist Technique was extensive; he had no martial arts capable of countering it and needed to devise another strategy.
Suddenly an idea struck him as he recalled what Azure Wind had said while teaching him the Eight Extremes Fist. Nodding inwardly, Xunuo felt confident that despite the young man's broad knowledge, few peers could surpass him in mastery of the Eight Extremes Fist. Even if one was proficient in many techniques, they would struggle against his singular expertise; today he would use sheer strength to overcome ten techniques and break a hundred flaws.
With this thought in mind, Xunuo secretly pushed the Huayang Classic to its limits, allowing True Qi to surge like a tide through his limbs. With a loud shout, he swung his fist forward.
The young man in white mirrored him; seeing the punch come in, he merely shifted aside as if his body were soft. He narrowly avoided Xunuo's fist and then surprisingly reached out with his left hand, instantly wrapping around Xunuo's right arm.
Xunuo let out a cold laugh and forcefully released his True Qi outward, immediately shaking off the hand that had ensnared him. However, instead of retracting his right fist, he continued to complete the punch.
This punch felt different from the initial one. The first punch landed as if striking cotton—soft and lacking any point of impact. This time, when he unleashed all his power into the punch, it felt like striking a resilient piece of leather—still soft but with a definite point of contact.
However, when Xunuo's fist technique reached its end, he also dissipated the power behind that punch. At this point, Xunuo believed he had found a way to break through his opponent. Just as his strength was exhausted, he suddenly pulled back with all his might, managing to extend his punch by an inch amidst all impossibilities.
With this punch, Xunuo felt it connect solidly. The white-clad youth took a step back, his expression changing, and his breath began to falter.
Seeing that the path was clear, Xunuo launched a relentless series of three punches. Each strike landed with force; although they did not hit vital points, they still loosened the bones of the white-clad youth and nearly shattered his inner strength.
The white-clad youth was also decisive by nature. Realizing that if things continued this way, not only would he lose, but he would lose in a humiliating manner, he could not bear it. A prodigy in the Heavenly Shadow Sect, he was a figure of great attention. This kind of defeat was intolerable for him. As he stepped back, he discreetly pulled something from his waist and gripped it tightly in his hand. No one present noticed this movement.
Xunuo, sensing victory within reach, threw another punch. The white-clad youth used his left hand to deflect Xunuo's attack while revealing something in his right hand that he thrust forward. It was then that Xunuo saw the three-inch-long dark iron nail in the youth's hand. It was too late to withdraw his punch; he realized the youth intended for them both to suffer.
Resolutely, instead of retracting his fist, Xunuo channeled True Qi into his right fist and unleashed it. With a loud bang, the white-clad youth flew backward as if struck by an iron spike. The dark iron nail clattered to the ground before Xunuo.
This sudden turn of events caught the two middle-aged men in robes off guard. Seeing the white-clad youth knocked down and flying away, the Red Robe Man swiftly moved to catch him. Then, taking a step forward, he approached Xunuo and raised his hand to strike.
Xunuo raised both fists to meet the attack; there was a dull thud as he was sent flying backward off the ground, crashing into several people before finally stopping. He felt True Qi surging chaotically within him; blood surged in his chest and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Jiang Tiesuo and others sensed trouble and rushed to shield Xunuo. The Red Robe Man coldly snorted and raised his palm to strike again.
However, the Yellow Robed Scholar grabbed him and said, "First priority is to save him."
Only then did the Red Robe Man notice that the white-clad youth in his arms had turned pale and was barely breathing. He quickly cradled the youth in both arms and stepped outside. With a leap, he ascended to the rooftop and vanished after a few more agile jumps.
The Yellow Robed Scholar cast one last glance at Xunuo without speaking and then lifted two black-clad individuals before leaping away as well.
At this moment, Xunuo realized how unfathomable these people were. Their intentions were clearly not limited to just this Qingyang Boxing Hall.
Xunuo managed to suppress the chaotic flow of True Qi within him but felt as if all his internal organs had been displaced from that one strike. His arms lost feeling as if they were no longer part of him. His legs weakened and he collapsed onto the ground.
Jiang Tiesuo and others hurriedly helped Xunuo up and prepared a carriage to return to Top Scholar Pavilion.
Wulin practitioners often carry some medicinal pills for injuries while traversing the Jianghu. They hurriedly administered medicine to Xunuo, who felt some sensation return to his arms and instructed everyone to step back.
Once the room was quiet, Xunuo sat cross-legged and began to circulate the Huayang Classic, simultaneously using his Divine Sense to inspect his internal injuries. His meridians and bones were mostly intact, but his organs were in turmoil, some even damaged from the impact.
Xunuo quickly guided his True Qi to realign his organs. Then he directed the medicinal energy into the damaged areas. After a full four hours, he finally stabilized his internal injuries.
At this point, Xunuo had time to reflect on the events of the day. What had happened was not only extremely dangerous but also quite peculiar, as it involved the Heavenly Shadow Sect. Xunuo was unaware of how formidable the Heavenly Shadow Sect was, but he knew that Tianyin Mountain was far from here.
It seemed that today’s incident had been directed at him, but he couldn't recall when he had provoked such powerful adversaries. After pondering for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out and dared not wait idly.
After all, if those two experts were plotting against him, only heaven knew whether he would survive the night. He decided to expand his Divine Sense to avoid being caught off guard and dying without understanding why.
During this time, Xunuo had been cultivating both the Huayang Skill and the Elixir Formula simultaneously. He had reached a bottleneck at the fourth level of Huayang Skill; although he had reached its peak, breaking through proved difficult. In contrast, his progress with the Elixir Formula was smooth.
The first half of the Elixir Formula consisted of three layers; after much contemplation, Xunuo had only fully grasped the first layer. The latter two layers—Divine Sense differentiation and Divine Sense transformation—remained elusive. However, even within the first layer, there were five segments, and Xunuo had now cultivated it to the second segment. He knew that his Divine Sense had significantly strengthened but remained cautious while on Wuhua Mountain, fearing detection by others.
Thus, during cultivation, he limited his Divine Sense's reach to just around the Outer Gate for precautionary measures. He wasn't sure how far his Divine Sense could extend. Today, he could not afford to hide any weaknesses; if those two old foes discovered anything, it wouldn't matter since they weren't from Wuhua Sect. Knowing that he practiced internal martial arts wouldn’t have much impact.
When it came to matters of life and death, there was no room for concern over trivialities. Xunuo slowly released his Divine Sense, first enveloping the area around Top Scholar Pavilion in its embrace. It was already dark outside when he immediately sensed something unusual.
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