Chapter 305
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Chapter 305: Provocation
Quan Xingqing’s gaze swept over Ye Yun and Murong Wuhen with mild confusion, while others like Duan Chenfeng and Su Yinxue remained unaffected. When Murong Wuhen and Jun Ruolan sharply questioned him, Jiang Shui Ning snapped out of her daze. Her delicate face flickered with bewilderment before she stomped her foot angrily and retreated.
Quan Xingqing smiled. "I meant no harm. I simply wondered how far our Heavenly Sword Sect’s young talents—the future pillars—have progressed in their cultivation."
"Is that so? How attentive of you, Hall Master." Murong Wuhen’s voice dripped frost, his piercing stare drilling into Quan Xingqing’s face like nails.
"Hall Master, you’ve overstepped," Jun Ruolan added flatly, her composure restored.
Quan Xingqing’s expression darkened. As the Trial Hall Master, his status stood just below the Four Peak Masters. Never had juniors dared insult him so openly—it was a blatant slap to his dignity.
"Since when does a Trial Hall Master lack authority to assess disciples? Such insolence!" he snapped.
Murong Wuhen barked a laugh, his tone glacial. "A petty hall master testing us without permission? You’ve got no regard for the Murong family, do you?"
Though Murong Wuhen’s cultivation lagged behind Quan Xingqing’s, his arrogance was unmatched. In all the Heavenly Sword Sect, only his elder brother commanded his respect—and Quan Xingqing wasn’t even a footnote.
Quan Xingqing’s rage flared, but he froze at the mention of the Murong family. Murong Wuhen wasn’t just a genius disciple; his brother, Murong Wuqing, was the sect’s most fearsome figure. Ruthless by name and nature, Murong Wuqing had severed all earthly ties to pursue the heavenly path. His cultivation had soared to the pinnacle of the Foundation Establishment stage, mere steps from the Golden Core stage. Rumor claimed only his lingering care for Murong Wuhen delayed his ascension.
Quan Xingqing feared neither Murong Wuhen nor the Murong family—but crossing Murong Wuqing meant death.
Swallowing his fury, Quan Xingqing turned to Jun Ruolan. Her beauty rivaled jade, but her true shield was Elder Shi’s favor. The elder outranked even the Four Peak Masters, and his wrath was legendary.
"Ye Yun," Quan Xingqing shifted focus abruptly, "you seem displeased with my test."
Earlier, Ye Yun had broken free of his illusion in one step—a feat suggesting extraordinary spiritual strength. Yet Ye Yun was merely Su Hao’s new inner disciple. With Su Hao’s reputation crumbling due to his daughter’s Demon Race Bloodline, the Shadowless Peak Master’s influence waned daily. Perfect prey.
Ye Yun hadn’t uttered a word, only glared coldly at the sect’s higher-ups. Now, Quan Xingqing’s murderous tone sharpened.
"Displeased?" Ye Yun met his gaze icily. "Not displeased. I’m *furious*."
Gasps rippled through the crowd. The quiet disciple’s defiance eclipsed even Murong Wuhen’s boldness.
"Insolent brat! You dare—"
"*You* dare disrespect your superiors!" Ye Yun roared, cutting him off. "Without the Sect Leader’s order, you attacked us with illusions! We’re elites who survived the Soul-Cutting Mountains—the sect’s future! If your tricks damaged our cultivation, could you shoulder that blame?"
He stepped forward, voice razor-sharp. "What punishment fits a hall master who harms genius disciples? Who acts without authority? *You’re* the one showing disrespect—answer me!"
Ye Yun’s voice pierced like rapid arrows, each word striking deep into Quan Xingqing’s chest.
Quan Xingqing trembled violently, his finger jabbing toward Ye Yun as he choked on his rage, unable to speak for several breaths.
"You… You dare! I’ll… I’ll slay you here today! Let’s see who dares interfere!" Quan Xingqing roared, his mind blinded by fury.
Ye Yun laughed loudly. "No wonder our Heavenly Sword Sect has remained confined to the Jin Kingdom for a thousand years instead of expanding into the Qin Dynasty. When fools like you control key positions, how could we possibly thrive?"
"Die!"
Quan Xingqing’s rage erupted. He thrust his right finger forward, a golden light bursting from its tip toward Ye Yun’s forehead.
At the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage five, even a reckless strike from Quan Xingqing far surpassed what a fourth-level Foundation Establishment disciple could withstand.
As the golden light shot out, gasps erupted.
"Ye Yun, watch out!"
Duan Chenfeng, Su Yinxue, and others shouted in unison. Even Murong Wuhen barked a warning, but none could intercept the attack.
In an instant, the golden light halted less than a foot from Ye Yun’s face.
Ye Yun didn’t flinch, his mocking gaze fixed on Quan Xingqing as a sneer curled his lips.
The golden light shattered inches from his brow, dissolving into golden sparks.
"Quan Xingqing. Have you forgotten yourself?"
Su Hao’s gentle voice cut through the tension. He materialized beside Ye Yun without visible movement.
"Su Hao! You oppose me?!" Quan Xingqing’s eyes bulged.
"Calling you a fool was too kind—you’re dumber than livestock." Ye Yun’s laughter rang cold. "Do you truly think my Master would let you kill me? If trash like you could touch me, wouldn’t that shame his entire reputation?"
"Vermin! I’ll sever my own meridians if you live past today!" Quan Xingqing lunged like a diving roc, hands crossed as golden radiance flared.
"Gold-Crushing Jade-Shattering Palm!"
A blade-like golden palm materialized midair, slashing toward Ye Yun’s skull.
Su Hao’s eyes narrowed. His gaze flicked from the golden palm to the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect and Elder Shi before hardening.
He raised a sword-formed finger, pointing casually upward.
A plain white sword arc streaked skyward—no brilliance, no grandeur. Yet it pierced through the golden palm effortlessly, splitting it apart before vanishing into the heavens as if piercing the sky itself.
"Does Shadowless Peak seem weak to you all?" Su Hao clasped his hands behind his back, his icy stare sweeping across the Sect Leader and Elder Shi.
Quan Xingqing’s audacity could only exist with their silent approval.
Su Hao’s face darkened completely.
