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"Disciple dares not!"
"We dare not!"
Ji Wudao, usually amiable, was a force to be reckoned with when angered; no one from the Myriad Spirit Sect dared to oppose him when his fury was ignited, except for the Grand Elder.
"Ungrateful!" Ji Wudao snorted, looking at Zhao Yang on the challenge platform. "Since you dare to challenge, don't embarrass me!" He then turned to Li Yunshan and said, "Li Yunshan, since you claim Zhao Yang is unworthy of challenging the Nine Great Offerings, why don't you spar with him? I hope your skills match your words. As a disciple directly admitted into the Inner Sect with a Single Attribute Spiritual Root, show us what you've got."
Li Yunshan respectfully replied, "Thank you for your support, Sect Leader. May I ask if I need to suppress my cultivation to match his Foundation Establishment Stage level?"
"No need. Just go all out. Isn't he supposed to sign some Death Contract? He doesn't seem afraid at all."
"Sect Leader is wise!" Zhao Yang interjected.
"What do you mean?" Ji Wudao asked, somewhat confused.
Zhao Yang remained expressionless and said, "If you want to fight me, you must sign a Death Contract. Otherwise, if I accidentally kill someone, certain elders might use that as an excuse to say I'm too bloodthirsty and have fallen into demonic ways, taking the opportunity to eliminate me! After all, my cultivation is currently a bit low; if I were to fight someone from the Core Formation Stage, I’d probably be defeated in just a few moves! Or if someone accidentally kills me, with my friends' abilities, if they manage to escape and seek revenge later on, none of you will be able to run away!"
"Arrogant!" "Conceited!" "Another boast!" "It's over; this boy is hopeless—what a waste of his looks!"
The crowd erupted in angry shouts.
"Kill him!" Someone shouted inciting others to join in. Soon everyone raised their fists and yelled, "Kill him! Kill him!"
Long Xiao Wu and Scholar Xiu were also stirred by the uproar and couldn't help but join in: "Kill him! Kill him!"
Zhao Yang turned his head and glanced at them; they immediately fell silent as if nothing had happened.
"Damn. When did this freak get such good hearing? Even with tens of thousands cheering behind us, he can still hear us," Scholar Xiu whispered to Long Xiao Wu.
Long Xiao Wu used a thread of Divine Sense to communicate with Zhao Yang and said, "Zhao Yang, Scholar just called you a freak and was raising his hand with others saying they should kill you."
"Scholar, quite impressive. It seems among the three of us, your cultivation has increased the fastest. Why don't you challenge me and see how it goes?" Zhao Yang replied through their connection.
"Ah, let's skip that. Don't listen to Xiao Wu trying to sow discord; I'm just here to cheer you on," Scholar Xiu said somewhat weakly before turning to scold Long Xiao Wu: "You Three-Inch Pig! Do you think we can't take him together? I'll support you from behind while you charge forward..."
"Get lost!"
Scholar Xiu remained silent.
"Zhao Yang, why humiliate yourself and seek your own demise?" Li Yunshan said impatiently. "Hand over your master's jade pendant, and after I defeat you and cripple your cultivation, I will spare your life and send you back home to live without worries."
"If you want to fight me, you must sign a Death Contract," Zhao Yang replied, sticking to his words.
"You really don't know what you're thinking. You can't even defeat me, let alone the nine Grand Offerings. Do you remember the principles you taught me back then? Those who know how to adapt are the true talents," Li Yunshan was on the verge of exploding.
Ji Wudao had no idea what Zhao Yang was planning. Although he had witnessed Zhao Yang's killing methods and heard from the Grand Elder about Zhao Yang's grasp of the laws of power in the cultivation world, he was merely a newly entered Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator. Given time to grow, he could easily defeat the Nine Great Offerings. As far as he knew, Zhao Yang had just entered the Inner Courtyard yesterday, had not yet opened his Divine Sense, and had not learned any cultivation techniques or sword control methods. Without a mentor, how could he possibly compete with seasoned cultivators?
"Don't worry, Sect Master. My Disciple knows his limits; he won't take his worthless life!" Duan Wude said smugly, looking at Ji Wudao's troubled expression.
Ji Wudao snorted and addressed Zhao Yang on the challenge platform: "You can go all out; no one dares to intervene. Otherwise, I'll take his life! Begin."
He did this to protect Zhao Yang, ensuring that he wouldn't be killed on sight.
But Zhao Yang sighed and murmured, "In the end, it's still bad to kill. Otherwise, if I provoke their powerful backers and lack their suicide contract, they can frame me however they like."
Li Yunshan's face turned cold as he glared at Zhao Yang. "I'm so disappointed in you. Time and again I've given you chances that you've failed to cherish. Out of consideration for our past, you should cripple your own cultivation. I really don't want to make a move against someone like you who doesn't even understand the basics of survival."
Suddenly, everyone felt that the scenery before them had become much clearer, while the previous scene seemed to have been overlaid with a watermark.
Zhao Yang's Divine Sense began to converge from an unknown distance toward his center position. Then, with a ding sound, an expression finally appeared on Zhao Yang's face, his eyes shining with an inexplicable brilliance.
Zhao Yang's heart raced as he thought, "It's done; my Divine Sense can finally be controlled freely! It almost got too far away." He took a deep breath and fixed his burning gaze on Li Yunshan. "Do you know what the way of survival is? Yunshan, do you even realize who you're talking to? Back in my day..."
"Don't bring up those old matters; they mean nothing to me. I really don't understand how someone as stubborn as you has managed to survive this long," Li Yunshan scoffed.
"Everyone has their own way of living. The theories I taught apply to everyone, but not everyone can execute the same methods successfully. It's like one plus one equals two; yet there will always be someone who answers incorrectly. Perhaps your methods are right; your mistake lies in betraying me," Zhao Yang said calmly.
"Betray you? Ha! That's laughable! Zhao Yang, you're so arrogant! When you led me and those beggar brothers to eat at the tavern back then, I found your words utterly nauseating!"
Hearing Li Yunshan say such words, Zhao Yang felt a deep disappointment and decided to give up on him. If Li Yunshan had changed so much after coming to the Myriad Spirit Sect without his protection, it might have been understandable. However, back when he kindly invited a group of beggars to a meal, Li Yunshan had already harbored discontent towards him!
Zhao Yang was confident that he had done nothing wrong. He had eliminated another enemy leader who threatened their survival and paid for Li Yunshan's Spiritual Root assessment to enter the Myriad Spirit Sect. He even offended a group of Outer Sect disciples and narrowly escaped assassination by a Foundation Establishment Stage expert for his sake!
With a sigh, Zhao Yang said, "Yunshan, I will stand here and let you take three strikes at me. After that, I will cripple your cultivation and show you who is right and who is wrong. I will demonstrate what ignorance looks like, and then you will see how I defeat them one by one. Go ahead."
As he spoke, Zhao Yang closed his eyes and stood with his hands behind his back.
The crowd erupted in an uproar!
"He's really putting on a show; he looks just like an unparalleled master!"
"There's no need to die like this; even in the early Foundation Establishment Stage, there's still hope against someone in the late stage!"
The higher-ups on the Viewing Platform couldn't help but show some interest. Fire Wuyan transmitted a message, saying, "Kid, what are you doing? Even if you're going to commit suicide, don't do it like this. Win or lose, at least put up a fight; you still carry the name of my three brothers over your head!"
Zhao Yang completely ignored Fire Wuyan's words.
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