891: Chapter 892 Let them come

The entire main street of Huangyun Market fell into a dead silence. The passing Cultivators all froze in place, their eyes locked onto the white-clothed sword shadow in the center of the street.

Four third-layer Heaven-Reaching Realm Cultivators, who had just been aggressively surrounding and blocking them moments ago,

were now all collapsed on the ground, severely injured with fractured bones, lacking even the strength to struggle to their feet.

"A first-layer Heaven-Reaching Realm Cultivator crippled four third-layer Heaven-Reaching Realm Cultivators with a single strike?"

In the crowd, someone muttered in disbelief.

These words were like a stone tossed into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand ripples.

"How is this possible? I've seen battles across Realms before, but skipping two layers, and even insta-killing four with a single strike..."

"Could he have hidden his cultivation level?"

At the back of the crowd, several Core Disciples watching from afar had their pupils constrict. Their bodies stiffened slightly, unable to snap out of it for a long time.

Above the Heaven-Reaching Realm, the gap between each layer was massive, making fighting across Realms extremely difficult.

Even ordinary geniuses found it difficult to bridge.

Yet the white-clothed youth before them had not only crossed two layers of Realms, but had also won so effortlessly.

Such combat strength was simply mind-boggling.

Fang Hanyu's expression was indifferent. The long sword in his hand hung down slightly, blood dripping from the tip.

He took a slow step forward, his calm gaze falling upon Zhao Kun's face, which was distorted by shock. His tone remained as flat as water:

"Now, do you still want to investigate our transaction?"

Zhao Kun's breath caught, his chest heaving violently, shame, anger, and fear frantically intertwining in his eyes.

Those four attendants were capable men he had personally handpicked. Working together, they could even entangle a fourth-layer Heaven-Reaching Realm Cultivator for a moment.

Yet this seemingly ordinary youth before him had severely wounded all four of them in an instant with just a single sweep of his sword, leaving them unable to put up any decent resistance.

If it were him, he would probably also...

A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on Zhao Kun's back. His previous arrogance completely vanished, leaving only extreme panic in his heart.

Forcing down the fear in his heart, he roared, putting on a brave front:

"You... you dare touch my men? Do you know who I am?

My brother is Zhao Qian, a True Disciple of Xuanwu Peak, at the ninth layer of the Heaven-Reaching Realm.

My grandfather is the Sect's Third Elder!

Since you've offended me, don't even think about surviving in the Tianyuan Sect, the five of you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding onlookers gasped in unison.

The Third Elder and Zhao Qian—either of them was an existence that an ordinary Inner Sect Disciple could not afford to provoke.

Many people secretly broke into a cold sweat for Xiao Ruobai and the other four, feeling that they had stirred up a colossal disaster.

Fang Hanyu chuckled softly. "Are you done? Then scram."

Before his voice could fade, Fang Hanyu raised his hand and swept it forward, sending a powerful force sweeping out.

Zhao Kun had no time to circulate his cultivation to resist, and his entire body was sent flying by the immense force.

He crashed heavily onto the bluestone road, a sharp pain shooting through his lower back, and a mouthful of blood nearly spurted from his mouth.

He scrambled up from the ground in a pathetic state, his clothes covered in dust.

His usual high-and-mighty demeanor was completely gone, and the gaze he directed at the five was filled with wariness and resentment:

"Just you wait, this matter is far from over!"

Hearing this, Xiao Ruobai merely raised an eyebrow indifferently, showing no fear whatsoever:

"If you want your brother or your grandfather to stand up for you, just let them come."

As soon as these words were uttered, the entire place fell dead silent.

Someone in the crowd gasped. For how many years had it been since anyone dared to speak to someone from the Zhao family like this in Huangyun Market!

Zhao Kun's face was deathly pale. His lips twitched, but he could not utter a single word.

He stared fixedly at Xiao Ruobai, as if wanting to carve this face into his bones.

Ultimately, he gritted his teeth, turned, and walked away quickly, not even bothering to care about those four attendants.

Only when Zhao Kun's figure completely disappeared around the street corner did the discussions in the crowd erupt:

"My god, he actually told Zhao Qian to come in person? And the Third Elder to come in person?"

"Just what is the background of these five people? They're too fierce!"

"Crippling four with a single strike, and even telling a True Disciple to come and teach them a lesson in person... Who would believe this if it were told?"

"There's going to be a good show now. Zhao Qian definitely won't let this go!"

And amidst this uproar, the way more people looked at Xiao Ruobai and the other four had completely changed.

Originally, everyone thought these five newcomers had low cultivation levels and could be easily handled by any random Disciple of the Zhao family.

Who could have imagined that a first-layer Heaven-Reaching Realm Cultivator could crush a third-layer Heaven-Reaching Realm Cultivator, and even Zhao Kun would be easily blown away?

Many secretly made up their minds that they must never easily provoke these five newly arrived Inner Sect Disciples in the future.

"Let's go back to our residence."

Xiao Ruobai stopped looking at the wounded on the ground and spoke calmly.

The five walked side by side through the crowd, heading straight toward the West Courtyard of the Tianyuan Inner Sect.

The Cultivators along the way actively made way, not daring to step forward even half a step. The entire long street was quiet to the extreme.

Only after the five figures had completely disappeared at the end of the market did the four fallen attendants support each other to barely stand up.

Enduring the severe pain, they limped after them toward Xuanwu Peak, eager to report to Zhao Qian and the Third Elder.

In the nine-story Treasure Pavilion, Pavilion Master Murong Shuang stood quietly by the window, her gaze looking far off in the direction where the five had departed, as she softly murmured to herself:

"First-layer Heaven-Reaching Realm, breaking four third-layer opponents with a single strike... such sword dao foundation..."

She paused, a rare trace of admiration entering her tone:

"It seems that in this session of the Tianyuan Sect, another true peerless Genius has emerged."

"Young Miss, the Zhao family has already formed a mortal feud with them. Do you need me to act in secret to help them resolve the trouble with the Zhao family?"

Uncle Zhong had quietly appeared in the corner of the quiet room at some unknown point, bowing as he requested instructions in a low voice.

Pavilion Master Murong Shuang shook her head gently, her eyes distant. "No need. We shall just watch how things unfold."

Uncle Zhong bowed to accept the order and quietly vanished.

...

The news traveled faster than they walked.

Before the five had even reached the mountain gate, what had transpired in Huangyun Market had already spread back to the Tianyuan Sect's inner Sect through various channels.

"Have you heard? Today, five newly joined Inner Sect Disciples were personally received by the Pavilion Master at the Treasure Pavilion!"

"Not only that, they also got into a conflict with Zhao Kun—that Zhao Kun from Xuanwu Peak who runs amok relying on his brother and grandfather!"

"And then? Were those five newcomers beaten up?"

"The one who got beaten up was Zhao Kun! He brought four third-layer Heaven-Reaching Realm attendants to block them.

In the end, the other party defeated those four attendants with a single strike. Zhao Kun's face turned white with fear, and he ran off without even caring about his attendants!"

"Crippling four third-layer Heaven-Reaching Realm Cultivators with one strike? Aren't those five newcomers only at the first layer of the Heaven-Reaching Realm?"

"Who knows? Anyway, dozens of eyes were watching at the entrance of the market at that time, so it can't be faked!"

Similar conversations were constantly playing out in every corner of the inner Sect.

In the dining halls, by the martial arts arenas, and next to the spiritual springs, Disciples gathered in groups of three to five, discussing the major event that had occurred in Huangyun Market today.

Some were shocked, some skeptical, and some gloated.

Meanwhile, at Xuanwu Peak.

A white-clothed youth with a tall, straight figure and a heavy Aura was sitting cross-legged in meditation, a dense Dao Rhyme of the ninth layer of the Heaven-Reaching Realm circulating around him.

His name was Zhao Qian, a True Disciple of Xuanwu Peak and the eldest grandson of the Third Elder.

A grey-robed attendant rushed in, looking panicked, and bowed as he reported urgently, "Senior Brother, this is bad!

Young Master Zhao Kun got into a conflict with someone in Huangyun Market today and was publicly injured by five newly promoted Inner Sect Disciples, losing all face!"