130: Chapter 130 Elder Qingfeng's Shock

"You're court death!"

Ji Kun could no longer tolerate it!

As the grand Saint, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

"Shattering Star Fist!"

Ji Kun roared furiously and thrust his right fist forward.

Golden spiritual energy condensed on his fist, turning into the brilliant phantom of a star. Bearing a terrifying power capable of tearing open the Void Realm, it slammed down straight towards Baili Yunche!

The force of this single fist was enough to blow a small mountain into fine dust!

Not to be outdone, the Golden Core inside Baili Yunche spun frantically, as Pure Yang Qi surged forth.

"Myriad Phenomena Thunder Fist!"

The fist blast roared like thunder, exploding with a deafening boom!

A red-gold fist phantom, carrying thunderous momentum, collided violently with the star fist phantom!

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering blast resounded as a violent shockwave swept out in all directions with the two at its center.

The bluestone pavers on the ground cracked instantly, sending stone fragments flying everywhere. Surrounding Disciples were knocked backward, coughing up blood.

Both took five or six steps back, unexpectedly evenly matched!

Ji Kun's face was filled with shock and disbelief.

He hadn't expected Baili Yunche to actually take his strike!

He was only at Core Formation Third Layer!

Why was his combat power so formidable?

Even he, at the Ninth Layer of Golden Core, couldn't suppress him?

Ji Kun swore secretly in his heart: 'I can't let him grow any further, or I won't even be a match for him!'

Baili Yunche was also secretly startled, shaking his numb arm.

Ji Kun's strength was decent after all. Being able to become the Saint of the Xuanyang Sect, he indeed had real skills!

The force of that Shattering Star Fist was extremely condensed, shaking his blood and Qi violently.

Ji Kun wanted to strike again, spiritual energy surging wildly around him as he prepared to execute an even stronger deadly move.

However, he was interrupted by a cold shout.

"Stop!"

A streak of cyan light descended from the sky, landing right between the two.

The newcomer was none other than the Disciplinary Elder of the Xuanyang Sect—Elder Qingfeng!

Elder Qingfeng appeared to be about fifty years old, wearing a cyan Daoist robe embroidered with the black mysterious patterns unique to the Disciplinary Elder. His face was resolute, naturally intimidating without anger.

His eyes were like lightning as he swept his gaze over the two, his body exuding a terrifying pressure of the Nascent Soul Stage, instantly suppressing the tense atmosphere.

"What disgraceful behavior!"

Elder Qingfeng shouted in a deep voice, his tone exploding like thunder.

"Within the Sect, fellow Disciples slaughtering each other—do you still have any regard for Sect rules?"

"Ji Kun, as the Saint, you fail to set an example and instead bully a Junior Sister in public! What crime do you commit?"

"Baili Yunche, although you had a reason, hurting someone is also a fault!"

Elder Qingfeng directly began to pass judgment on the two!

"Elder Qingfeng! I want a life-and-death duel with Baili Yunche!"

Ji Kun's eyes were blood-red, overflowing with murderous intent as he pointed at Baili Yunche and roared,

"This man is arrogant and even stole my fiancee! If I don't kill him, I swear I am not human!"

"I'll accompany you anytime!"

Baili Yunche smiled coldly, his Aura showing no sign of weakness.

"I do not agree!" Elder Qingfeng rejected flatly, his gaze stern.

"The Cangxuan Assembly is at hand. You need to stand united and strive for spots in the Cangxuan Secret Realm for the Sect. It is inappropriate to start further disputes now!"

Both Baili Yunche and Ji Kun were pillars of talent for the Xuanyang Sect; losing either would be a loss.

Especially at this stage, with the Cangxuan Assembly approaching, Elder Qingfeng was even less likely to allow a life-and-death duel between them.

Ji Kun's face turned ash-pale. He knew that with Elder Qingfeng present, trying to kill Baili Yunche was no longer realistic.

He glared fiercely at Baili Yunche, snorted coldly, and flicked his sleeves before walking away.

"Thank you, Elder Qingfeng!"

Baili Yunche cupped his hands in respect, his attitude respectful.

In truth, it was obvious that Elder Qingfeng was protecting him.

After all, anyone with discerning eyes could tell that although Baili Yunche at Core Formation Third Layer had astonishing combat power, if he truly fought for life and death with Ji Kun, his chances of winning were slim.

Elder Qingfeng's move had actually saved his life.

Meanwhile, as Elder Qingfeng looked at Baili Yunche, stormy waves surged in his heart.

Three months ago during the Inner Sect Grand Competition, Baili Yunche was only at Foundation Establishment 7th Layer, yet he had already advanced to Core Formation Third Layer so quickly!

Such a speed to Cultivate was simply appalling!

At the same time, Elder Qingfeng felt some regret; back then, he had also shown goodwill toward taking Baili Yunche as his Disciple, but unfortunately, the youth ultimately chose Peak Master Luo Yunshang as his master.

Now seeing Baili Yunche's cultivation, Elder Qingfeng had mixed feelings.

How wonderful it would be if this lad were his own Disciple!

Elder Qingfeng sighed and said, "No need for formalities. As the Disciplinary Elder, it is naturally my duty to maintain Sect order. You kid, you sure have nerve, even daring to steal the Saint's fiancee."

He paused, a flicker of expectation flashing in his eyes: "Cultivate well, and strive to win a Secret Realm spot for the Sect at the Cangxuan Assembly! The Sect places high hopes on you, do not disappoint everyone."

"This Disciple will surely not let you down!" Baili Yunche replied solemnly.

With that, Elder Qingfeng turned into a streak of cyan light and vanished into the horizon.

"You... are you really Baili Yunche?"

Xu Yuehuan widened her beautiful eyes, her cherry mouth slightly agape, her face full of disbelief.

She sized up the young man before her, as if trying to see right through him.

A year ago, Baili Yunche was still a thin, immature boy, bullied by others in the Waste Pill Room, lacking even the strength to protect himself.

Yet the young man standing before her was tall and upright like a pine tree, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, deep gazes, and an Aura revealing his cultivation of Core Formation Third Layer.

"Who else could it be if not me?" The corners of Baili Yunche's mouth curled slightly into a playful smile. Leaning close to her ear, he whispered softly, "A year ago, in the Waste Pill Room, you were..."

"Don't say another word!"

Xu Yuehuan's pretty face instantaneously flushed bright red. She hurriedly covered his mouth, overcome with bashfulness.

How could she not remember such an embarrassing matter?

That was her life's most secret and unspeakable memory.

Back then, to neutralize the aphrodisiac poison in her body, she had no choice but to engage in intimate passion with Baili Yunche.

She originally thought it was merely a fleeting affair and they would go their separate ways, never expecting that upon meeting again today, he would have grown to such an extent.

Baili Yunche gently pulled her hand away, his gaze turning domineering and scorching.

Reaching out with strong arms, he pulled her into his embrace, resting his chin on top of her head as he whispered in her ear in a deep, magnetic voice:

"You are the very first woman of me, Baili Yunche! Aside from me, you cannot marry anyone! No one at all! Not even the Emperor of Heaven himself!"

His words were like a vow, and like an imprint, every word powerful and resounding, carrying an undeniable possessiveness.

Xu Yuehuan's heart trembled. A trace of fluster and touched emotion flashed through her eyes, her voice faint as a mosquito's buzz: "But... but..."

"There are no 'buts'!"

Without giving her room to argue, Baili Yunche hoisted her over his shoulder. With a leap, he transformed into a streak of light and flew toward Zixia Peak.

"Let me go! Baili Yunche! You scoundrel!"

Both embarrassed and anxious, Xu Yuehuan kept pounding his back with her delicate fists, trying to break free.

Unfortunately, with her cultivation at Core Formation Second Layer, she couldn't break free at all before Baili Yunche's Core Formation Fourth Layer power. She could only let him carry her on his shoulder, hiding her blushing face against his back, feeling that familiar and overbearing masculine scent.