Chapter 100
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Chapter 100: Battle of Words
Though Ye Yun had known Su Ling only briefly, he’d gained deep understanding of her character. He knew she’d refuse to leave at this critical moment. Yet her staying would be useless – escaping might allow them to summon Ouyang Wentian for rescue.
When Luo Wencheng blocked their path, Ye Yun considered countless strategies. Only this desperate plan offered survival’s faintest hope. Fortunately, Luo Wencheng didn’t strike immediately, choosing instead to toy with them like a cat tormenting mice. This allowed Ye Yun and Su Ling to retreat gradually toward the exit until the crucial moment came – Ye Yun struck Su Ling’s back with a palm thrust, sending her flying outward.
Tears streaked Su Ling’s cheeks as she sailed through the air. Though clever since childhood, she only now grasped Ye Yun’s intentions. The time left seemed insufficient, and this parting blow might be their final farewell.
Yet she understood clearly – stubbornly remaining meant certain death for both. Only by escaping the great tomb to summon reinforcements could Ye Yun retain any hope.
Channeling Ye Yun’s palm force, Su Ling unleashed her utmost speed. Twisting mid-air, she arrowed toward the exit, reaching it in mere breaths.
Luo Wencheng’s face darkened. Spiritual power erupted within him, his body leaving trailing afterimages as he accelerated wildly.
"Underestimating me?" Ye Yun sneered, channeling spiritual energy into the Fire Flame Explosive Cloud and Ice Spirit Soul Lock.
Instantly, blazing flames and soul-numbing cold erupted skyward, forming an impassable barrier before Luo Wencheng.
Initially dismissive of these weapons from a Tian Zhu Peak cannon fodder disciple, Luo Wencheng charged forward to vault over Ye Yun.
At the crucial moment, roaring flames and bone-chilling cold barred his path. His cultivation instantly revealed these forces’ terrifying power – especially after expending true qi to slay Yin Tianxing and Song Zilin. Surviving such an assault seemed doubtful.
His body jerked mid-air, flipping backward to land on yellow sand.
"Medium-grade spiritual weapons?" Luo Wencheng stared in shock at the elemental forces. "How does a body refinement stage disciple possess two such treasures?" Even as Absolute Sword Peak’s top ten disciple, his sword barely qualified as medium-grade – these clearly surpassed it.
"Who are you?" Luo Wencheng’s head throbbed. No ordinary disciple could wield such weapons. Unless…
"Tomb plunderer!" he realized. "These must be tomb treasures!"
Kill him! The thought burned through Luo Wencheng’s mind. He regretted not crushing these insects earlier. Now Su Ling’s escape meant Foundation Establishment experts might come – his death warrant.
"Two peerless medium-grade weapons!" Luo Wencheng howled at the sky. "Useless to me now! Curse this!"
Ye Yun let him rage, wishing this tantrum would last until reinforcements arrived. Yet he knew better – soon he’d face Absolute Sword Peak’s seventh-level Qi refining expert’s full wrath.
"I’ll make you beg for death!" Luo Wencheng roared.
"Your life’s in my hands, yet you posture?" Ye Yun mocked coldly.
As Luo Wencheng’s eyes reddened, Ye Yun added: "Obey me, and I’ll ensure your safety when Su Ling returns."
"You think me a fool?" Luo Wencheng laughed bitterly. "A body refinement whelp commanding Peak Master Ouyang?"
Ye Yun remained impassive. "Have you seen body refinement disciples wielding two medium-grade weapons?"
Luo Wencheng falced.
"Think these came from the tomb’s first layer?" Ye Yun pressed. "Then Hua Lun’s vault master must be Nascent Soul realm or higher. Possible?"
Luo Wencheng observed the youth’s unshakable bearing – not some outer disciple’s manner, but that of sect-nurtured genius.
Suddenly he wondered – could this be some Heavenly Sword Sect higher-up’s descendant? Su Ling’s obvious affection suggested…
"Your name! Su Ling called you Ye Yun?"
"Sharp ears, Master Luo. I’m Ye Yun, Shadowless Peak Leader Su Hao’s disciple."
Realization struck. These "young fellows" were Shadowless Peak Leader’s daughter and prized pupil! The weapons’ quality proved their master’s favor.
"Can this be smoothed over?" Desperation shook Luo Wencheng’s voice.
"Naturally. As Master’s favored disciple, Su Ling and I can protect you – though your earlier actions forcing Su Ling’s escape will incur some punishment."
"Guarantee my safety? No cultivation loss? No expulsion?"
Ye Yun nodded. "If Absolute Sword Peak rejects you, Shadowless Peak will accept you. But swear obedience to me."
Luo Wencheng gnashed his teeth. "Done."
"Good. We’ll minimize your penalty." Ye Yun stored his weapons.
Though doubts resurfaced, Luo Wencheng recognized his hopeless position – killing Ye Yun meant execution, while compliance offered slim hope. Su Ling’s genuine affection for Ye Yun suggested credibility.
Ye Yun stood calmly watching Luo Wencheng’s conflicted expression, inwardly assured.
