"You audacious brat! How dare you cause trouble at the Beichen Comrce Association? You must have a death wish!"
An angry growl ca from the side.
Hong Yu felt a sudden chill as the sharp gust of a palm strike whistled toward his back.
"Hmph!"
Hong Yu spun around in an instant. The heavy punch he had aid at Steward Wang was redirected, sweeping out with the rotation of his body. Carrying a crushing montum, the afterimage of his fist t the surprise attack with a loud BOOM, shattering the palm wind to pieces.
Without a mont's hesitation, Hong Yu pushed off the ground, his body launching backward.
He landed four or five ters away and, after steadying himself, looked at the newcor.
It was an old man in a traditional robe. His long black hair was tied up in a high topknot, and his eyebrows were angled sharply upward, giving him a fiery, impetuous look.
When Steward Wang saw the old man, a look of wild joy appeared on his face. He scrambled over to his side. "Master Fan, thank goodness you intervened just in ti!"
Master Fan raised his eyebrows. "Ah, Wang. What exactly is going on here?"
"Master Fan, it's like this..."
Steward Wang shot Master Fan a aningful look and whispered in his ear, "This guy was sent by that bitch, Bai Wanting. You know about her and my brother-in-law. If my brother-in-law finds out this little brat, Beichen Feng, has co to the Royal Capital, he'll definitely recognize him and bring him into the family..."
Master Fan frowned. "You an this boy is the Chairman's flesh and blood?"
Steward Wang nodded. "As you know, my sister has been unable to bear a son, having only given birth to a daughter so far. Because of this, the Beichen Family is already quite displeased with her. Beichen Celestial Frost, in particular, holds the position of Vice Chairman. If she were to find out about this boy's existence, she would surely support his rise to power. Once that happens, my sister's position in the Beichen Comrce Association will be in grave danger."
Master Fan's expression grew thoughtful.
In his heart, he had always looked down on Steward Wang for riding his sister's coattails to get ahead.
However...
He was part of Steward Wang's sister's faction within the Beichen Comrce Association.
For years, the Chairman of the Beichen Comrce Association had barely managed its affairs, leaving power in the hands of the two Vice Chairn. One of them was the Chairman's own sister, Beichen Celestial Frost.
The other was Steward Wang's sister.
The wife of the Beichen Comrce Association's Chairman—Wang Fei!
Wang Fei and Beichen Celestial Frost were mortal enemies, constantly plotting to topple one another and cast each other into the deepest pits of Hell.
For now, Wang Fei's status as the Chairman's wife gave her a slight edge over Beichen Celestial Frost. But if Beichen Feng was formally recognized by the family, Wang Fei's status would be severely undermined, and Beichen Celestial Frost's faction would inevitably be strengthened.
'This would be a major blow to my own prospects!'
At this thought, Master Fan snorted coldly and looked at Beichen Feng. "Your na is Beichen Feng?"
"Yes, sir. I am Beichen Feng!"
Little Feng said respectfully.
Master Fan frowned and said coolly, "Co with . I'll guarantee you a lifeti of wealth and glory."
Little Feng shook his head. "I'm sorry, sir. My mother told to listen to my big brother!"
Master Fan's cold, sharp gaze fell on Hong Yu. "Young man, leave now if you know what's good for you. The Beichen Comrce Association is no place for you."
"I'll be the judge of that."
Hong Yu beckoned to Little Feng. "Little Feng, we'll just wait right here. I refuse to believe Beichen Celestial Frost won't co through this gate eventually. If we can't see her today, we'll wait two days. If two days aren't enough, we'll wait three..."
"Okay!"
Little Feng nodded earnestly and stood beside Hong Yu.
Watching the two of them stand there like statues, completely ignoring him, Master Fan's face twitched, and furious flas danced in his eyes.
'Ever since I, Master Fan, beca famous, is there anyone in Qin Royal City who doesn't know my na?' he thought.
'Forget two wet-behind-the-ears brats; even the high officials, nobles, and imperial relatives in the Royal Capital all greet respectfully as "Master Fan"!'
Steward Wang's eyes glinted as he whispered, trying to stir things up, "Master Fan, we can't just let them stand here! If Vice Chairman Bei Chen cos out and sees them, it'll be too late for us. We have to act now. Master Fan, you keep that young man busy, and I'll take care of the little bastard!"
With a grim face, Master Fan nodded. "It's the only way."
"Little Feng, get behind !"
Hong Yu pulled Beichen Feng behind him, his gaze fixed gravely on Master Fan.
'The aura radiating from this Master Fan is even more profound and powerful than Li Tie's,' Hong Yu thought. 'I'm afraid he's an expert at the Late-stage of the Celestial Soul Realm.'
With his current strength, Hong Yu was already capable of killing an expert at the Early-stage of the Celestial Soul Realm.
He could match a Mid-stage Celestial Soul Realm expert in a fight, but he didn't have the power to kill one.
Of course...
If his opponent was a one-trick pony like Elder Luo—a Mid-stage Celestial Soul Realm expert with only one or two signature moves—Hong Yu could kill them if he went all out. However, this Master Fan was clearly not that kind of fighter.
"Mountain-Suppressing Seal!"
Master Fan's aura erupted. His long robes billowed out, snapping in the wind.
His fingers flew, forming a seal.
The Hand Seal flew into the air, releasing a terrifying wave of energy. A golden seal, sixty feet wide, materialized in the air and shot toward Hong Yu.
The Mountain-Suppressing Seal was imnsely powerful and crushingly heavy.
A heavy, oppressive aura washed over Hong Yu, instantly locking onto him. It felt as if a real mountain was about to co crashing down on him.
Hong Yu shielded Little Feng behind him.
He took a shallow breath, concentrating the Three Flas Palm in his hand. As waves of fire surged forth, nine Fire Dragons soared into the air with a mighty ROAR, charging at the golden Hand Seal. The dragons coiled around the massive seal like fiery vines, unleashing a torrent of scorching fla.
BOOM!
Golden light and fire erupted toward the heavens.
A powerful shockwave of energy radiated outward.
"Oh?"
Master Fan grunted in surprise.
His gaze flickered, and he looked at Hong Yu with a strange expression. 'Clearly just a kid at the Earth Soul Realm, yet he has this much combat power. How interesting! But that was rely a warm-up. I have another move, the Mountain-Opening Seal. Let's see if you can take this one!'
"Mountain-Opening Seal!"
If the Mountain-Suppressing Seal was about weight and crushing force...
...then the Mountain-Opening Seal was its opposite, embodying the ultimate in sharpness and aggressive power.
The Mountain-Opening Seal carried with it an unstoppable montum capable of cracking mountains and splitting stone.
The golden Hand Seal sharpened into a blade-like point, tearing through the air with a SWISH.
This was an important district of the Royal Capital; even with his special status, Master Fan didn't dare use his full power. Still, this Mountain-Opening Seal was unleashed with fifty percent of its peak strength. Master Fan was confident this move would be enough to severely injure Hong Yu, allowing him to snatch Beichen Feng.
A sinister, cunning look appeared on Steward Wang's face.
His shifty eyes darted about, fixated on Little Feng, who was hiding behind Hong Yu.
"Eight Desolates Slay Saint!"
He activated the Fifth Transformation Realm of his Eight Desolates Saint Slaying Technique. The Holy Light Dragon Armor materialized around him, and amid the brilliant golden light, he slamd his palms together.
CLAP!
His hands caught the charging Mountain-Opening Seal.
STOMP! STOMP! STOMP!
The force behind the Mountain-Opening Seal was simply too savage. It dragged Hong Yu backward seven or eight ters. The seal's sharp, violent energy raged between his palms, turning them bright red as if they had been seared by flas.
Waves of sharp, burning pain shot through his palms.
'Damn it, this old bastard's attack really is strong!'
Hong Yu gritted his teeth, realizing his own weakness. 'My cultivation can't advance until I obtain the Celestial Soul Nine Refinents. If I want to increase my combat power, my only option is to find a new Martial Skill. Once I've settled things for Little Feng, I need to find a way to get my hands on so High Level Martial Skills!'
With this in mind, Hong Yu took a deep breath, preparing to shatter the Mountain-Opening Seal.
Just then, out of the corner of his eye, Hong Yu saw Steward Wang rush over to Little Feng and grab him. He was dangling the boy with one hand while covering his mouth with the other, preparing to flee.
"Damn that despicable bastard."
Hong Yu was enraged.
"ROAR!"
An enraged roar rumbled in his throat.
His fingers tightened, and the muscles in his arms bulged as imnse power surged through them. With a sudden exertion of force, the Mountain-Opening Seal, still at fifty percent of its power, shattered between his palms, dissolving into a shower of energy fragnts.
"How is this possible?" Master Fan exclaid in shock.
But Hong Yu paid him no mind. Executing the Wandering Dragon Body Technique, he shot after Steward Wang with a SWISH.
Sensing the whistling wind at his back, Steward Wang's heart leaped in alarm. He glanced back to see Hong Yu in hot pursuit and imdiately yelled, "Master Fan, stop him!"
"Right!"
Master Fan nodded.
He raised his hand, and surging Elental Power condensed as if drawn on a bow, conjuring seven projectiles that shot after Hong Yu.
Hong Yu sensed the sharp whistle of attacks closing in from behind. A blue light flashed in his left eye, and the Ice Divine Blade shot out.
A streak of pale blue light shot past. Up ahead, the fleeing Steward Wang shuddered, a dazed look filling his eyes. The corner of Hong Yu's mouth curved up. He swooped in, snatched Little Feng from the Steward's grasp, and continued forward another ten ters without breaking stride.
At the sa ti.
The seven projectiles, each about the size of a cucumber, flew in a single file line.
Having lost their target, Hong Yu, and unable to change direction mid-flight, they naturally continued on their path, hurtling nacingly toward the dazed Steward Wang.
And of all the unlucky coincidences, their angle and trajectory were rather... peculiar.
A rapid series of "THWACK" sounds rang out.
Master Fan, who was right behind the projectiles, froze. His eyes bulged, and his expression beca indescribably bizarre.
Not far in front of him...
Steward Wang was frozen in place, one hand on his chest, the other by his side. His body was bent forward, his butt stuck high in the air.
The seven sharp projectiles, one after another, drilled without obstruction right between his fleshy buttocks.
Master Fan's old face twitched violently.
Even Hong Yu hadn't expected this outco. The corner of his eye twitched. "Holy crap... talk about getting shafted."
As he was marveling at the sight, the effect of the Ice Divine Blade finally wore off.
Steward Wang's expression suddenly froze. He felt a sharp clench in his rear, and his body shot into the air as if spring-loaded. He let out a bloodcurdling scream, one that was scarcely human...
"AWOOOO! WHO STABBED ?!"
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