107: Chapter 107 Implicated, Wrath!

"Zhao Hu, tell the truth. Who hit you?"

Zhao Hu felt guilty under his gaze; he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Zhou Wen and the others looked at each other, none of them daring to speak.

Ye Yun stepped forward, staring into Zhao Hu's eyes, word by word.

"You are my brothers, and you're going to hide it from me after being hit? Do you think I don't have the ability to stand up for you, or do you think I don't deserve to know?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the four men changed.

Zhao Hu hurriedly waved his hands and said anxiously.

"No, no! Brother Ye Yun, don't misunderstand! We just, we just..."

As he spoke, his voice grew lower, and complex emotions flashed across his face.

After hesitating for a long time, Zhao Hu finally sighed and gave a bitter smile.

"Fine, it can't be hidden anyway."

He looked up at Ye Yun, a trace of helplessness and guilt in his eyes.

"It was those few people in the top ten of the Outer Sect. Yesterday we went to the Martial Arts Arena to Cultivate and ran into them. They intentionally looked for trouble, saying they wanted to spar with us."

"We didn't want to agree, but their words were full of mockery, saying that we were hanging out with you and thought we were so impressive. We couldn't take the insult, so we agreed."

Zhou Wen took over the conversation, his face full of bitterness.

"You've seen the result. They didn't use lethal force, but every move was aimed at where it would hurt. All of us combined couldn't even take a single move from them."

pleural lowered his head, his voice muffled.

"After the fight, that second-ranked Outer Sect Disciple, Zhou Tong, even smiled and told me to tell you that no matter how many Yao Beasts you kill in Black Wind Ridge, it's useless. In the Outer Sect, you still have to answer to veteran Disciples like them."

As Ye Yun listened, the chill in the depths of his eyes grew thicker.

He stared at Zhao Hu and asked in a deep voice.

"Second in the Outer Sect? What's his name? What's his cultivation level?"

Zhao Hu hesitated for a moment but still spoke truthfully.

"Zhou Tong, Great Martial Artist Fourth Level Peak. Also Sun Lei, ranked third in the Outer Sect, Great Martial Artist Fourth Level Late Stage. And Wu Gang, ranked fifth in the Outer Sect, Great Martial Artist Fourth Level Early Stage. It was the three of them who did it."

Ye Yun nodded, a cold light flickering in his eyes.

He was silent for a moment before slowly speaking, his voice so calm it made one's heart race.

"You guys rest well. I'll handle this matter."

Zhao Hu's expression changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to pull him back.

"Brother Ye Yun! Don't be impulsive! All three of them are in the Outer Sect's top ten, and they have Murong Yun backing them. If you go looking for them, you'll be playing right into Murong Yun's hands! He's dying for you to take the initiative to cause trouble so he can take the opportunity to cripple you!"

Zhou Wen also said anxiously.

"That's right, Brother Ye Yun! Our injuries aren't a big deal; they'll heal in a few days. You must not be impulsive!"

Ye Yun felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at their anxious expressions.

He patted Zhao Hu's shoulder, a faint smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

"Don't worry, I'm not being impulsive. Lethal force isn't allowed within the Sect; I understand this rule. But my, Ye Yun's, brothers aren't people just anyone can hit. Since they made a move, they must pay the price."

He paused, a cold and sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

"Second in the Outer Sect? Great Martial Artist Fourth Level Peak? In my eyes, they aren't enough."

After saying that, he let go and turned to walk out of the dormitory.

Zhao Hu and the others wanted to stop him, but they were halted by his gaze and could only watch him leave.

...

Ye Yun walked out of the dormitory and headed north along the bluestone path of the Outer Sect.

The top-ranked Disciples of the Outer Sect all lived in independent small courtyards in the North District.

That was the preferential treatment given to them by the Sect.

Ye Yun's pace wasn't fast, and his aura was restrained, but that invisible sense of pressure grew stronger and stronger.

The Outer Sect Disciples he encountered along the way made way one after another, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Ye Yun's great feat in Black Wind Ridge had already spread throughout the Outer Sect.

At this moment, his face was dark, clearly in a posture of looking for trouble. Who would dare to stop him?

A moment later, Ye Yun stopped in front of an exquisite independent courtyard.

The courtyard gate was tightly closed, and a wooden plaque hung on the door with two words carved on it—Zhou Tong.

Ye Yun raised his hand and slammed a punch into the courtyard gate.

"Boom!"

The courtyard gate shattered into pieces, wood chips flying everywhere.

He stepped into the courtyard, his gaze sweeping across and landing on three figures in the yard.

Zhou Tong, second in the Outer Sect, Great Martial Artist Fourth Level Peak, was burly with a sinister face.

Sun Lei, third in the Outer Sect, Great Martial Artist Fourth Level Late Stage, was thin and capable with cold eyes.

Wu Gang, fifth in the Outer Sect, Great Martial Artist Fourth Level Early Stage, had a face full of flesh and looked fierce.

The three were drinking and making merry in the yard.

Seeing Ye Yun break in, they were first stunned, then playful smiles appeared on their faces.

Zhou Tong put down his wine cup and stood up slowly, a sneer curling on his lips.

"Oh, isn't this the great hero Ye Yun? Why do you have time to come to my courtyard? Are you here to thank me for helping you teach those trash brothers of yours a lesson?"

Sun Lei and Wu Gang also stood up, standing behind Zhou Tong on his left and right.

Their gazes swept over Ye Yun unscrupulously, full of contempt and mockery.

Ye Yun looked at them, his expression calm, but cold killing intent surged in the depths of his eyes.

He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching the ears of the three:

"Zhou Tong, Sun Lei, Wu Gang. You touched my brothers. Today, it's time to settle this debt."

Zhou Tong and the other two stood in the courtyard, looking at Ye Yun who had broken through the door, initially stunned.

Then, playful and contemptuous smiles appeared on their faces.

Zhou Tong walked forward slowly, arms crossed, looking down at Ye Yun with a sneer.

"Ye Yun, you've got quite the nerve, daring to smash my door? Do you really think you can walk all over the Outer Sect?"

Sun Lei followed behind him, his cold eyes sweeping over Ye Yun as he let out a scoff.

"Brother Zhou, he's the great hero who killed hundreds of Yao Beasts in Black Wind Ridge; of course he thinks he's something special. Unfortunately, this is the Outer Sect, not Black Wind Ridge."

Wu Gang's fleshy face contorted into a smirk, and he chimed in gruffly.

"Exactly. Within the Sect, do you dare to touch us? The rules of the Law Enforcement Hall aren't just for show. We hit those trash brothers of yours; what can you do? Bite me?"

The three laughed unscrupulously, their laughter filled with provocation and pride.

Ye Yun looked at them calmly.

After they had laughed enough, he finally spoke slowly, his voice not loud but carrying a chill that made one's heart skip a beat.

"Sect rules say we can't use lethal force. But teaching you a lesson is still possible."

Zhou Tong's smile froze, then he burst into laughter as if he had heard the world's biggest joke.

"Teach us a lesson? Just you? Who do you think you are? If the three of us team up, even if you were a Great Martial Master Level 5, you'd have to kneel!"

Sun Lei took a step forward, Mystic Power surging around him, and his Great Martial Artist Fourth Level Late Stage aura burst forth.

"Brother Zhou, don't waste words with him. Let him know that the Outer Sect isn't a place where he can run wild!"

Wu Gang also stepped forward, and the three of them surrounded Ye Yun in a fan shape.

The auras of Great Martial Artist Fourth Level Early Stage, Late Stage, and Peak intertwined, pressing heavily toward Ye Yun.

In their view, no matter how strong Ye Yun was, he was just a newcomer who had just entered the Sect. How strong could he be?"}],