The aura of a high-level Martial Artist is extrely oppressive to a low-level one.
For example, You Yun's aura could suppress Chu Qingyun to the point where he couldn't even move. Jintai wasn't quite that powerful, but he could still suppress the Primordial Power in Chu Qingyun's body, leaving him utterly defenseless.
"Hm? Still standing? Get down!"
Jintai barked, his oppressive aura intensifying.
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
With five muffled sounds, all five of the Five-Star Vine's tendrils shattered and disappeared.
Under Jintai's aura, Chu Qingyun's Primordial Power was so suppressed that he couldn't even muster enough to use his Martial Soul Power.
As for Chu Qingyun himself, it was as if a mountain had fallen on him from the sky. He slamd face-first onto the ground with a THUD, pinned so tightly he couldn't even get up.
A Third-level Martial Artist against an Eighth-level Martial Artist—the five-level gap was simply too vast to overco.
"Kid, so smug now, are you? You actually dared to demand a reward from . Now look at you, groveling on the ground like a dog! HAHAHAHA…"
'Damn it! Get up, get up, get UP!'
Chu Qingyun gritted his teeth, his entire body trembling as he struggled to get back up.
But the pressure bearing down on him was simply too imnse. With his Primordial Power almost completely suppressed, he could only rely on his physical strength to fight back.
'Celestial Profound Divine Pattern!'
With a roar in his mind, Chu Qingyun mustered the last wisp of Primordial Power he could control and activated the Secret Technique: Celestial Profound Divine Pattern.
Dark golden Divine Patterns rapidly spread across his entire body, drastically increasing his strength. Shuddering, Chu Qingyun began to rise from the ground, inch by agonizing inch.
"Impossible! You ant! How can you possibly resist the suppression of my aura!?" Jintai roared in disbelief.
With his strength as an Eighth-level Martial Artist, amplified by a Qi Sea ford from a Tier Three Martial Soul, even a fourth-level, or even a Fifth-level Martial Artist, should have been pinned to the ground, trembling before him.
And yet Chu Qingyun, a re Third-level Martial Artist, had actually gotten back up!
"You bastard! Get down!"
Jintai's face twisted into a savage sneer. A golden light flashed before him, revealing a miniature Golden Saber.
His Tier Three Martial Soul: the Cliff-Breaking Golden Saber!
He had even summoned his Martial Soul just to crush Chu Qingyun with his aura.
Instantly, Chu Qingyun felt the pressure on him increase sharply. His legs began to tremble violently, and he was about to collapse again.
'No! I won't!'
'Falling once was humiliating enough! I, Chu Qingyun, will not be forced to my knees a second ti!'
Chu Qingyun's face contorted with rage as he roared with indignant fury in his heart, desperately wringing out the last ounce of strength from his body.
But the absolute disparity in their strength was too great. His knees began to buckle, inch by agonizing inch.
'No! I refuse to accept this!'
As if influenced by Chu Qingyun's intense, unwilling indignation, the Devouring Martial Soul in his Qi Sea suddenly began to tremble lightly.
Strange ripples of energy emanated from the Devouring Martial Soul, quickly filling Chu Qingyun's ridians and suffusing his entire being.
Aided by those strange ripples, Chu Qingyun felt the pressure on his body gradually diminish, and he stood up straight once more!
This ti, Chu Qingyun not only stood up, but his back was ramrod straight.
'Even if I die, I'll die standing!'
An invisible conviction, a force of will, radiated from Chu Qingyun, even faintly contending with Jintai's aura.
Willpower is an ethereal thing, sothing that cannot be seen or touched.
But no matter the task, willpower is indispensable. With an unshakeable will and the do-or-die courage to burn one's bridges, one can even break their own shackles and surpass their limits.
That is what they call a miracle!
"Get down! Get down! Get down, I said!"
Jintai seed possessed, frantically unleashing his aura, trying to crush Chu Qingyun.
Elder Huai, standing to the side, couldn't help but frown. This state Jintai was in was not a good thing. His entire life had been one of smooth sailing; he was not accustod to such setbacks and couldn't accept it.
"Chu Qingyun, I'll kill you!"
His aura suppression having failed, Chu Qingyun stood as proud and unyielding as an ancient pine.
This turn of events completely enraged Jintai. He roared, and a powerful blast of Primordial Power shot from his palm, heading straight for Chu Qingyun's head!
'If I can't crush you, then I'll kill you!'
"Jintai, if I don't die today, I swear I will repay this a hundredfold!" Chu Qingyun's eyes widened as he roared in fury.
At the critical mont, a ray of cyan light shot out from behind Chu Qingyun, intercepting Jintai's blast of Primordial Power.
Then, a cyan silk ribbon extended, wrapping around the Puppet's waist with lightning speed and snatching it from Elder Huai's hands.
Ning Xue appeared from behind Chu Qingyun. Holding the cyan ribbon in one hand and the back of Chu Qingyun's collar in the other, she shot Jintai a cold glance, then dragged Chu Qingyun away as she floated off.
In just a few seconds, they had vanished from sight.
"Elder Huai, I wasn't seeing things, was I? That… was Ning Xue. Why did she save Chu Qingyun?" Jintai's expression was incredibly foul.
Elder Huai gave a bitter smile. "Young Master, that was indeed Miss Ning Xue. Since she has interfered, in this old man's opinion, it would be best to just let this go."
Jintai's eyebrow twitched, and his expression grew even darker.
'Let it go?'
He was Jintai, from the Jin Family, one of the Four Great Clans. He was designated as the next Patriarch of the Jin Family from the mont he was born. From childhood, he had always gotten whatever he wanted.
Now he had been thwarted by Chu Qingyun, trying to pull a fast one only to lose out himself—not just once, but twice. How could he possibly be willing to give up!
Besides, there was the temptation of a Storage Ring.
In the entirety of the great Jin Family, only the Patriarch was qualified to possess a Storage Ring!
Jintai pondered for a mont, then said with a cold expression, "Elder Huai, rember this: don't tell anyone about what happened today. Not even a mber of our Jin Family. Not even my father!"
Elder Huai frowned. "Young Master, what are you implying?"
"With Miss Ning Xue involved, we naturally wouldn't dare to act so brazenly again. However, she can't stay in Lianshan County forever, and she can't protect that Chu Qingyun for a lifeti. When she leaves, I'll co back for what is mine."
"Whatever I, Jintai, set my eyes on, I will obtain!"
...
anwhile, as Chu Qingyun was being dragged away by Ning Xue, he felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him.
Just a mont ago, he had co within an inch of dying for real.
This was truly a narrow escape, a flight from the jaws of death!
But as he turned his head slightly to look at the girl's pretty, frost-cold face, he couldn't help but pray that he hadn't just escaped the wolf's den only to enter the tiger's mouth…
Once they were far from Jintai, Ning Xue threw Chu Qingyun to the ground and tossed the Puppet aside.
Without the support of Primordial Power, the Puppet was just a useless pile of scrap tal.
"Chu Qingyun, how do you want to die?" Ning Xue asked, looking at Chu Qingyun. Her voice, though light and lodic, was utterly devoid of warmth.
"Miss Ning Xue, this isn't my fault! If you're going to bla soone, bla Qian Sanpang. He's the one who used the Fire Poison! I'm a victim, too!"
Chu Qingyun's scalp tingled. His eyes darted around as he considered the possibility of escape.
Although the sky was growing dark, he didn't want to run unless it was a last resort. Even if he used his Shadow Martial Soul, he didn't have even a 10% chance of escape.
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