97: Chapter 97

Xie Xingyao was just about to speak when a loud "bang" exploded.

A thick scent of blood filled her nostrils. She was dazed for about three seconds before abruptly turning to look at Chen Xuan's group. A throb of excitement and a sense of release welled up in her heart, which then transformed into worry.

Next, three more firecracker-like sounds rang out, and the four Qi Refining Cultivators guarding the door all obtained the great Opportunity of Reincarnation. The storage rings they had been playing with earlier fell to the ground.

Chen Xuan said calmly, "Pingan, go and drag that Golden Core out of that building for me."

The strongest person in this building was that Golden Core Fourth Layer Cultivator, who was perfect for Pingan to practice on.

"Yes, Revered Master!"

After Li Pingan finished speaking, he kicked open the Pill Hall door and charged in alone.

Mu Wanqing requested with a serious expression, "Revered Master, I also want to go and vent the anger in my heart. These people are simply too shameless; they truly deserve to die."

Chen Xuan nodded slightly and instructed, "You will be responsible for covering your Junior Brother."

Xiao Lingxian originally wanted to speak as well, but with only a few dozen people in the Pill Hall, she figured there wouldn't be anyone left after her Senior Sister finished venting. She could only sigh inwardly: she was one step behind her Senior Sister.

Xiao Yun watched this scene from the side; in doing this, the Senior had completely offended the Medicine Pavilion.

Although he had always known that the Senior before him was unfathomable—otherwise, Fairy Qiyue would not have shown such a respectful side in front of him—

But... to Xiao Yun, who was born and raised in the Central Region, the Medicine Pavilion and the Heavenly Secret Pavilion had always been like taboos in his heart.

Even though there were frictions and great wars between the Ten Great Sacred Lands, and the gossip circulating among Cultivators even ranked them, the Medicine Pavilion's comprehensive strength always remained steadily in the top two. This had long been etched into the very bones of every Cultivator in the Central Region, becoming an insurmountable chasm.

Bang!

After Li Pingan kicked open the door and entered, the people inside the Pill Hall also quickly noticed the anomaly at the entrance.

In an instant, more than ten Foundation Establishment Cultivators dressed in grey-green martial outfits rushed out from the hall, their eyes filled with resentment as they sized up the dark-skinned boy whose physique was no longer so thin.

"Who dares to run wild in my Pill Hall!" the leading Cultivator shouted sternly, his Spiritual Qi circulating within him, clearly prepared to take action.

Li Pingan said nothing, only continuing to step forward.

"Courting death!"

Seeing that this dark-skinned boy actually dared to ignore his words, the leading Cultivator was instantly enraged. He abruptly raised his right hand, and a ball of green spiritual energy instantly condensed in his palm, which he then threw fiercely at Li Pingan.

"Boom!"

As the sound of the explosion spread, Li Pingan's figure had already vanished.

Xiao Yun, who had followed Chen Xuan to watch the show from outside the gate, swallowed hard. "So... so fast!"

The leading Cultivator was about to make another move when he looked down in shock; a fist had punched through his chest from his back.

Currently, Li Pingan had already achieved a Breakthrough to the Martial Dao Third Layer. Although he hadn't spent much time polishing his skills at the Martial Dao Third Layer, compared to a Cultivator's Realm, it was equivalent to the Golden Core First Layer.

But a Golden Core killing a Foundation Establishment was simply like a wolf entering a flock of sheep.

The Martial Dao Realm does not have minor divisions from the first to the tenth layer; it is entirely determined by the degree of physical tempering!

"Junior Brother, leave these people to me to vent on. You go find the others." A flash of yellow skirt entered the front courtyard, and one person surrounded the rest of the group.

Li Pingan withdrew his right hand as a body slumped to the ground. He gave a simple and honest smile and said, "Sorry, Senior Sister!"

The remaining ten or so Foundation Establishment Cultivators all swallowed hard; the scene from before was truly too terrifying and shocking.

"Who exactly are you! We are people of the Medicine Pavilion! To act in such a manner, are you not afraid of the experts of my Medicine Pavilion!" a slightly bolder Cultivator shouted with false bravado, attempting to use the name of the "Medicine Pavilion" to intimidate the opponent.

But the Yellow-Skirts Girl acted as if she were deaf. Ripples of Spiritual Qi rose around her, and fine ice crystals appeared, beginning to condense into silver threads.

This was clearly the prelude to an attack.

"Everyone, attack together! Don't be afraid of her. I'll go notify Elder Feng."

Mu Wanqing lightly flicked her jade-like fingers, and those ice crystal threads, like living things, instantly coiled toward the Cultivators.

One Cultivator reacted extremely quickly and immediately sacrificed a defensive shield in an attempt to block them.

But the moment the ice crystal threads touched the shield, they cut through it as easily as a sharp blade through tofu. Immediately after, the threads wrapped around the Cultivator's neck. With a soft "pssh" sound, blood splattered, a head rolled away, and the corpse fell straight down.

"So... so strong!"

Xiao Yun watched from the side, dumbfounded.

Didn't this Yellow-Skirts Girl say she was at the Foundation Establishment Sixth Layer? Why could she kill a Cultivator of the same Realm so easily?

From the corner of his eye, he stole a glance at the Man in White Robes beside him; this Senior's Disciples were truly... Xiao Yun sighed softly, feeling as if his years of cultivation had been wasted on a dog.

Xie Xingyao pursed her delicate lips tightly, her eyes wide as she watched the scene.

"Ah!"

Under Mu Wanqing's venting, screams rose one after another.

More than ten Foundation Establishment Cultivators were like lambs to the slaughter before Mu Wanqing. She stood amidst the blood and ice crystals; though her yellow skirt was stained with spots of blood, she remained breathtakingly beautiful.

Right at that moment!

A dark red figure suddenly shot out from the shadows of the Pill Hall's main hall!

That figure was extremely fast, his body wrapped in thick spiritual power. A ball of crimson flame condensed at his fingertips as he launched a sneak attack directly toward Mu Wanqing's back.

Just as he was about to succeed, a dark figure flashed out like an arrow leaving a bowstring!

The boy blocked with his arms, and the crimson flames instantly flared up.

"Boom!"

The fireball smashed into Li Pingan's arms, causing fine cracks to spread across the ground around him. Li Pingan's expression remained unchanged, though a faint charring appeared on his arms.

"Thanks, Junior Brother!" Mu Wanqing thanked him.

"Tch."

Elder Feng, whose sneak attack had failed, spat on the ground. His face turned ashen as his gaze swept over the remains of his fellow Sect members on the floor.

"Good, good, good! To think that in the Central Region, there are actually people who dare to run wild in my Medicine Pavilion and kill so many of my Disciples. I've truly seen everything now! If I don't grind your bones to ash today, I, Feng, am not fit to be an Elder of the Medicine Pavilion!"

Li Pingan looked up, his dark face showing no expression as his eyes locked onto the person before him.

Revered Master wanted to keep this Golden Core Cultivator for questioning, so he couldn't kill him directly.

Elder Feng's gaze swept around, finally skipping over Chen Xuan and landing on Xiao Yun, who was sitting nearby. "You... it's actually you, the one who was expelled from the Zixia Holy Land..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the dark-skinned boy suddenly vanished from where he stood!

Elder Feng was startled and immediately activated his spiritual power for defense, only to feel a massive force striking from the side.

"Boom!" A loud explosion rang out.

Elder Feng was sent flying dozens of meters away, only barely managing to stabilize his figure.

A trace of shock flashed in his eyes, and a hint of wariness grew in his heart. "This boy... what immense strength!"

Elder Feng hid one hand behind his back, and a message Talisman slid out from his sleeve.

He wouldn't tangle with this boy; he only needed to hold out until the Sect's experts arrived. At that time, he would skin and de-bone this group one by one.

Thinking of this, he pinched two more golden Talismans in his hand.

As spiritual power was injected into the Talismans, they suddenly erupted with a blinding golden light. Within the light, two golden Puppets, each about ten feet tall, slowly condensed into form.

This was the "Golden-Patterned Puppet Talisman," which, when used, could summon two Golden-Patterned Puppets whose physical bodies were no weaker than a Golden Core Third Layer Body Cultivator.

They were perfect for stalling for time!

"Aren't you quite the fighter, kid? Then this old man will let you fight to your heart's content."