81: Chapter 81 Yin He, Dead

Li Yuan looked at the excited Yin He as if he were looking at a fool.

"From what you're saying, it seems you intend to stop me here and make a move against me?"

Li Yuan remained calm, showing not a trace of panic.

Seeing Li Yuan's reaction, the smile on Yin He's face grew even wider.

"Looking at your fearless demeanor, do you think I won't dare to act because of my status?

But let me tell you, the guards of the Martial Arts Academy don't patrol this area.

If you die here, no one will know.

With no outsiders aware, what consequences could there be if I, an Instructor, kill you?"

Yin He grew more and more animated as he spoke.

He very much wanted to see a look of terror on Li Yuan's face, to get revenge for the earlier humiliation Li Yuan had caused him.

Yet after saying all this, Li Yuan's expression remained exactly as before.

Still looking at him as if he were a fool.

Not seeing the terror he hoped for, Yin He felt a slight pang of regret, but he wasn't angry.

He merely thought this young man before him was quite skilled at hiding his true feelings.

Even with his life on the line, he could still maintain such a steady composure.

"You truly are a great calamity for me. I've been living a proper, disciplined life at Meifengshan Martial Arts Academy for so many years.

Ever since you arrived, everything has been thrown into chaos."

Yin He sighed with emotion, blaming all his current troubles on Li Yuan.

"Have you never considered that this might be your own problem?" Li Yuan looked at Yin He and asked.

"What problem could I possibly have? I've lived this way for so many years without issue," Yin He replied frankly.

"Only after you die, after a year or two, will everything return to normal, restore the old order.

The chaos you've stirred up will finally be set right."

As he spoke, Yin He turned his gaze to the Disciple he had brought.

"I originally wanted you to defeat this Li Yuan, but it seems there isn't much hope in that.

Today presents a bit of an opportunity. Do you want to test your skills against him?"

Hearing this, the Disciple Yin He had brought looked up at Li Yuan.

At first, he seemed quite confident, but after just one glance from Li Yuan, what little Aura he had crumbled away.

"Utterly useless. Good thing I didn't pin my hopes on you, or I'd only be met with disappointment.

Just a small Fourth-Grade Perfection Martial Artist.

Even if you couldn't defeat him, I'm right here to back you up.

Yet you don't dare to make a move in such a situation. I don't know what you've even learned from me."

Yin He was deeply dissatisfied with the performance of the Disciple he had recruited.

After a few disparaging remarks, he didn't want to waste any more time.

Holding his longsword, he walked closer and closer to Li Yuan.

"After you die, Yan Chenzhou of the Yan Family will probably be the most disappointed one.

Finally finding a suitable test subject, only for him to just disappear.

And many outsiders will likely think the Yan Family was behind it.

I must say, I really feel sorry for the Yan Family.

Taking the blame for me like this."

As he said this, a hint of apology even appeared on Yin He's face.

"The Yan Family will indeed be disappointed, but the reason for their disappointment won't be my death.

Even if someone needs to test medicine, it should be a Yan family member testing it for me."

Li Yuan's face remained utterly calm as he spoke these words, showing not a shred of fear.

"I hope you can keep up this appearance until the moment you die."

Yin He's eyes sharpened. He had said all he needed to say; there was no point in dragging this out.

The edge of his sword swept toward Li Yuan.

Seventh-Grade Martial Dao—this level of strength was truly not bad.

In many small to medium-sized Sects, it would be enough to hold the position of an Elder.

But just as the sword reached the halfway point of its swing, Yin He felt his body stiffen.

The hand holding the sword felt as if it had turned to stone.

He exerted all his strength, desperately trying to bring the sword down.

Yet no matter how hard he tried, his body refused to obey.

Having lived for so many years, Yin He had never encountered anything so bizarre.

"The second time I saw you, I really wanted to kill you.

But unfortunately, I never found a suitable opportunity.

Within the Martial Arts Academy, many things are inconvenient to do.

This time, you've given me the chance."

Li Yuan simply walked up to Yin He and took the longsword from his hand.

Throughout the entire process, apart from his eyeballs which could still roll around, Yin He couldn't move any other part of his body.

He could only watch as Li Yuan took his treasured sword and held his life in his hands.

In that instant, Yin He's eyes were filled with terror.

He hadn't managed to see fear in Li Yuan's eyes, but he himself was now demonstrating what fear before death looked like.

"In your next life, work on your discernment. I already gave you a hint earlier, and you still couldn't see anything.

Is the strength of the Ninth-Grade Martial Dao really that hard to recognize?"

Li Yuan looked at Yin He, his words directly admitting his true strength.

The terror in Yin He's eyes had already transformed into despair.

He had never imagined that Li Yuan would be a Ninth-Grade Supreme.

He was so young, even younger than most Disciples in the Martial Arts Academy.

Yet the oppressive Aura Li Yuan was now displaying was truly as terrifying as that of other Ninth-Grades.

Yin He had felt the oppressive might of a Ninth-Grade Supreme before; he knew what it felt like.

Having concealed his identity for so long, Li Yuan was now revealing it at this moment.

Yin He knew he wouldn't live.

At this very moment, he wanted to apologize, he wanted to beg for mercy.

For so many years, Yin He had considered himself exceptionally talented.

He believed his future path would grow smoother and smoother, his life more and more comfortable.

He might even rise to the upper echelons of the Martial Arts Academy.

This beautiful future was about to vanish.

Li Yuan also had little interest in saying anything more to him.

He directly used Yin He's own sword to pierce through his body.

The Seventh-Grade Instructor of Meifengshan Martial Arts Academy perished then and there.

Originally, he had the chance to keep his insignificant life and survive.

But he insisted on seeking trouble, coming here to ambush and kill Li Yuan.

Thinking back to his earlier words, where he was even thanking the gods for the chance to run into Li Yuan.

This was clearly the gods wanting him dead.

If Li Yuan had whimsically taken a different path, Yin He might still have had a chance to save his miserable life.

With Yin He dead, Li Yuan turned his gaze to the Disciple he had brought.

"Since you came out with Yin He, naturally you intended to cooperate with him in taking my life.

I am someone who has always been clear about gratitude and grudges.

Since you wanted me dead, I can only return the favor in kind."

As his words fell, this Disciple, like Yin He, was given no chance to argue before perishing on the spot.

Having dealt with the two, Li Yuan brushed the dust off his clothes, then turned and continued on his way toward the Martial Arts Academy.

His own Realm was now stable. From now on, it was time to continue 'searching bodies' to improve.

Regarding the Yan Family, Li Yuan was genuinely a bit curious at the moment.

He had already proven his own talent and potential.

And the methods of proof were all arranged by the Yan Family themselves.

One could say that, on the surface, the Yan Family could find no reason whatsoever to refuse.

Li Yuan was very curious about how the Yan Family would resolve this matter.

Would they shamelessly ignore it, or find some other strange excuse to evade?

Of course, having Yan Chenzhou test medicine for him—the Yan Family would most likely be unwilling.

If the matter of testing medicine ended here, then he could consider letting them off.

But if they continued to make trouble and false accusations, then they couldn't blame him.