24: Divine might overwhelms the heavens, reason prevails over fist!

The voice was not loud, yet it seemed to contain the ultimate truths of heaven and earth.

It pierced through the clamor, quelled the Sword Qi, and directly exploded deep within everyone's Divine Soul.

The terrifying pressure of a Nascent Soul Great Perfection from the Law Enforcement Elder vanished instantly, like thin ice under the sun, before this voice.

He felt as if struck by lightning, his body trembled violently, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.

Ye Chenfeng immediately felt the pressure on him lighten.

His straight back remained unmoving.

On the martial arts stage, the tense atmosphere, ready to erupt, was replaced by a more immense and irresistible majesty.

Everyone looked towards Listening to the Waves Pavilion, following the direction of the voice.

The Law Enforcement Elder's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

From several miles away, a mere voice shattered his pressure?

What terrifying cultivation this was!

Just as his Divine Soul was shaking,

a figure appeared on the martial arts stage without any warning.

He seemed to have always been standing there, yet also seemed to have just strolled out of the Void Realm, with no spiritual power fluctuations on him, yet he naturally became the center of this world.

The person who arrived was none other than Chu Xuanjin.

He didn't even glance at the Law Enforcement Elder, whose face was ashen, and walked directly to Ye Chenfeng.

"Hold out your hand." His voice was calm.

Ye Chenfeng extended his hand as instructed.

Chu Xuanjin's gaze fell on his wrist, which was trembling slightly from forcefully resisting the pressure, and his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

He turned his head, his gaze falling on the Law Enforcement Elder for the first time.

That gaze held no anger, no killing intent, only a bottomless indifference.

Like a deity looking down at a noisy ant.

The Law Enforcement Elder felt a chill run through his body from that single glance, and a fear originating from the depths of his Soul almost suffocated him.

He opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't make any sound.

"Senior, please calm your anger!"

An urgent voice came, and Yun Tianqing's figure, like a bolt of green lightning, sped from afar and landed on the martial arts stage.

He glanced at the situation in the arena and then saw Chu Xuanjin's unruffled eyes, his heart sinking.

It's over.

Yun Tianqing sternly shouted at the Law Enforcement Elder, "Why aren't you retreating!"

The Law Enforcement Elder, as if granted a great pardon, retreated to the side in a disheveled manner, lowering his head, not daring to speak again.

Yun Tianqing quickly walked to Chu Xuanjin and bowed deeply to him.

"Senior Chu, it is Yun's lax governance that disturbed Senior; please forgive me!"

Chu Xuanjin's gaze swept over him, finally landing on Jian Wuchen, who had his meridians severed and looked utterly dejected.

"Your Sect's Disciple challenged my Disciple."

Chu Xuanjin slowly began, stating a fact.

"My Disciple accepted the challenge."

"Your Sect's Disciple lost."

"Then, your Sect's Elder, intending to bully the weak, moved to attack my person."

With each sentence he spoke, Yun Tianqing's head lowered further, cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

Chu Xuanjin retracted his gaze and looked at Yun Tianqing.

"Sect Master Yun, is this the hospitality of your Qingyun Sword Sect?"

"Senior, this matter... this matter is Wuchen's fault!"

Liu Feiyan, gathering courage from somewhere, rushed onto the stage and recounted the entire story from beginning to end.

Yun Tianqing's face turned ashen after hearing it.

He suddenly turned and slapped Jian Wuchen hard across the face.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, Jian Wuchen staggered from the slap, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"You scoundrel!" Yun Tianqing was furious. "You have completely shamed my Qingyun Sword Sect!"

He pointed at Jian Wuchen and shouted at the Deacon behind him: "Take him away! Strip him of his Chief Disciple position, send him to face the wall for ten years, and he is not to leave seclusion!"

He then looked at the Law Enforcement Elder.

"As for you, as a Law Enforcement Elder, you failed to distinguish right from wrong, black from white. I sentence you to guard the Sword Tomb for a hundred years!"

As soon as this order was issued, silence fell upon the surroundings.

The Law Enforcement Elder's face was ashen, but he dared not utter a single word of rebuttal.

After handling all this, Yun Tianqing turned back to Chu Xuanjin, his face full of shame.

"Senior, are you satisfied with this punishment?"

Chu Xuanjin looked at him and shook his head.

Yun Tianqing's heart instantly sank to rock bottom.

"Sect Master Yun, I originally thought you were a smart man."

Chu Xuanjin's voice was very light.

"But if your esteemed Sect only has Disciples who are unclear about right and wrong and only cause trouble, then its future achievements will probably be just that."

These words were heavier than any punishment.

They negated the entire future of the Qingyun Sword Sect.

Yun Tianqing's body trembled violently, and he bowed again; this time, even deeper.

"Senior's lesson is correct. It is Yun... short-sighted and lax in governance."

Chu Xuanjin no longer looked at him.

He turned around and looked at Ye Chenfeng, Su Linger, and Wang Duojin before him.

"The three of you, do you know your mistake?"

The three of them were startled.

Wang Duojin subconsciously spoke: "Revered Master, we didn't do anything wrong! They were the ones who provoked us first!"

"Shut up." Ye Chenfeng whispered, stopping him.

He stepped forward and bowed to Chu Xuanjin.

"Disciple knows his mistake."

Chu Xuanjin looked at him.

"Where is the mistake?"

"Disciple... should not have been timid." Ye Chenfeng's voice was low. "Disciple remembered Revered Master's teaching of 'not causing trouble' and repeatedly yielded, which instead diminished the prestige of our Sect."

A hint of a smile finally appeared on Chu Xuanjin's face.

"A teachable youth."

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over all the Qingyun Sword Sect Disciples below the stage who were silent as cicadas in winter. His voice was not loud, but everyone heard it clearly.

"I told you not to cause trouble, meaning not to actively provoke others and needlessly incur Karma."

He changed his tone, his voice carrying a hint of dominance. "But if others offer their face for you to strike, and you don't strike, it is my Myriad Dao Divine Sect's face that is lost!"

He looked at his three Disciples, his eyes becoming sharp.

"Remember, my Myriad Dao Divine Sect needs not fear anyone, any Sect!"

"With your Revered Master backing you, do whatever you want, just go for it!"

"Being timid and hesitant is not the style of my Sect!"

He paused, a playful curve appearing at the corner of his mouth, and slowly said.

"Myriad Dao Divine Sect has always preferred to convince people with reason."

"If they are unwilling to listen to our reasoning..."

Chu Xuanjin extended a finger and gently flicked Ye Chenfeng's sword sheath, producing a clear, resonant hum.

"Then this Revered Master also knows a little about fisticuffs, which can help them calm down and properly listen to our reasoning."

As soon as these words were spoken,

fire ignited in Ye Chenfeng's eyes.

Su Linger's lips quietly curved upwards.

Wang Duojin was even more excited, his face flushed red as he slapped his thigh hard.

"Disciple understands!"

Chu Xuanjin nodded in satisfaction.

He no longer paid attention to Yun Tianqing, who had a bitter expression on the stage, nor to the Qingyun Sword Sect Disciples below, who had complex expressions.

"Let's go."

He waved his sleeve.

"There's nothing more to see here."

He led his three Disciples, whose backs were ramrod straight, off the martial arts stage, strolling casually amidst the gazes of awe, fear, and envy.