Chapter 6

"庞文山!"

The disciple with the short knife, Lu Hongyang, his face changed slightly, his brows involuntarily furrowed. Clearly, he recognized the newcomer. He exchanged a glance with his companion, and both saw the wary look in each other's eyes.

But it was just a fleeting moment, and they calmly waited for Huang Wenshan to arrive.

"Pang Wenshan, you're not thinking of snatching our demon cores, are you? But, just you alone won't do. Do you want to add this waste of space?"

Another disciple, dressed in blue and carrying a long spear, sneered as he looked at Pang Wenshan, who had just approached.

"Yang Binglong, if you were alone, would you dare to speak to Fat Master like this?"

Despite his large and fat body, Pang Wenshan's speed was not slow at all. He leaped a few times to get close, glanced at the Liu Ziqing on the ground, and his face was full of anger.

"You... Humph! Don't try to win with words. You're just one person here. Do you think you can stand against our four?"

Yang Binglong's face stiffened, and he said coldly.

"Spit, what a bunch of Eastern Courtyard Four Heroes. In Fat Master's eyes, you're just the Eastern Courtyard Four Shrimps!"

Pang Wenshan spat, his eyes darting around, showing no sign of the clumsiness his appearance suggested.

"Ha... cough, cough!"

Laughter came, but it was Liu Ziqing who had just woken up. Hearing the conversation between the two sides, he couldn't help but wince in pain, his wound pulling.

"Even if the heads of each courtyard allow us to compete privately, didn't you go too far?"

Pang Wenshan's face turned grim. The cross-shaped wound on Liu Ziqing's chest had severed the meridians in his chest, and it would take more than a month to heal.

At this critical time when his cultivation was rapidly advancing, this would definitely affect his progress.

"Too far? Humph, your Southern Courtyard disciples are not skilled enough and still try to snatch our hard-earned demon cores. You deserve it!"

Lu Hongyang raised his sword-like eyebrows, his eyes full of disdain. With four sixth-layer martial artists, even if Pang Wenshan was slightly stronger, it was just a bit more for each of them.

"That's right. Not skilled enough and still trying to act tough. We are just teaching the Southern Courtyard disciples a lesson, so they don't get into trouble with people they shouldn't and lose their lives in vain!"

The two who had not spoken before, who looked extremely similar and seemed to speak in unison, were brothers named Lü Zhengfeng and Lü Mingfeng. They were skilled in cooperative combat techniques and were extremely formidable. This was why the four of them did not take Pang Wenshan, the former first disciple of the Eastern Courtyard, seriously.

"Ha ha!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the four of them threw back their heads and laughed, their arrogance evident.

"Such poor skills, and you dare to teach disciples on behalf of the courtyard head. Is this how the Eastern Courtyard head teaches his disciples to be arrogant?"

Suddenly, a clear and crisp voice like a bell rang out, startling the four of them to look in the direction of the sound.

They saw a figure in a blue robe standing on a large rock not far away. Although her clothing was simple, she had a graceful and ethereal presence.

Li Chen, hiding in the crevice below the rock, couldn't help but feel distressed. Although the alluring fragrance kept wafting to his nose, from his position, he could see the white undergarments of the woman above, making him blush.

This woman had approached so silently and closely that if she had attacked him, he would have been dead for sure. This instantly dispelled any thoughts of her in his mind. It was clear that her cultivation and movement techniques were far superior to his.

"Junior Sister Chu!"

Pang Wenshan breathed a sigh of relief. Although Chu Ziyun was two years younger than him, her cultivation had reached the sixth layer, and her skills were something he envied. She was the top disciple among the Southern Courtyard's outer disciples.

"Chu Ziyun!"

The faces of the four from the Eastern Courtyard changed slightly, and they felt a sense of unease.

The Xuan Yun Sect occupied the Luo Yun Peak, and its disciples were divided into the Eastern, Southern, Western, and Northern Courtyards, each with hundreds of disciples. Since they were all young men and women, some enthusiasts had ranked the geniuses of the outer and inner disciples of the four courtyards.

Chu Ziyun's name was the most prominent among the four courtyards. She was the top disciple of the Eastern Courtyard's outer disciples and was only fourteen years old. Apart from the Western Courtyard's genius Yang Haotian, who was a year younger and slightly ahead of her, no one else could match her.

The top disciples of the Eastern and Northern Courtyards were both fifteen and about to turn sixteen, and they were about to break through to the seventh layer and become inner disciples. They were far behind her.

To be considered the top disciple, one needed not only high cultivation and talent but also advanced cultivation techniques and powerful martial skills.

It was rumored that Chu Ziyun had extraordinary talent and astonishing insight. She had cultivated a top human-grade cultivation technique to perfection and had also perfected a top human-grade martial skill.

Once a cultivation technique reached the top level, it would have special effects, not inferior to a lower-level ordinary cultivation technique.

All she lacked was time. Such a person would undoubtedly become an elite disciple, and no one wanted to provoke her easily.

"We have matters to attend to and cannot stay long. We take our leave!"

The four exchanged glances and chose to retreat without hesitation. If they didn't leave now, facing the two top geniuses of the Southern Courtyard, they would definitely be at a disadvantage.

"Hey!"

Pang Wenshan sneered, his figure flickering as he moved to block them, but he suddenly stopped and looked up.

"Humph, truly disgracing the face of the Eastern Courtyard!"

A young man with a face like a jade crown, extremely handsome, floated down from a tree branch.

"Senior Brother Yang!"

The four were pleasantly surprised. The newcomer was none other than Yang Haotian, the top disciple of the Eastern Courtyard's outer disciples, who had come alone to explore the outer regions of the Ancient Cangshan Mountain, truly showing his confidence and courage.

"Humph!"

Even if he was unwilling, Pang Wenshan had to admit that the other's talent was higher than his, and his future prospects would definitely surpass his own, of course, provided that the other lived to see that day.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

As they stood facing each other, several figures leaped from a distance, the Southern Courtyard disciples who had heard the news. However, apart from the first two who were at the sixth layer, the rest were at the fifth layer. Seeing the situation, their faces changed several times.

Chu Ziyun, standing on the large rock, a flush of red suddenly appeared on her cheeks, but it quickly disappeared. She floated down to the scene, her brows slightly furrowed as she looked at Yang Haotian: "Today, the Eastern Courtyard disciples forcibly took the demon cores of the Southern Courtyard disciples. If you return them, it's fine. If not, there will be a battle!"

Although Chu Ziyun was a woman, her words were firm and powerful, not inferior to the proud Yang Haotian.

"Humph, if you want a fight, let's fight. Let's decide the winner with this battle, and the winner gets the demon core!"

Yang Haotian showed no sign of weakness. Although he was young, his eyes revealed a hint of desire for Chu Ziyun. Despite his youth, as a top genius, he had many admirers, but none could match Chu Ziyun.

Chu Ziyun frowned slightly in disgust: "Is this the spirit of the top disciple of the Eastern Courtyard?"

"Junior Sister Chu, please speak your mind!"

Yang Haotian proudly crossed his arms, acting as the spokesperson for the four, as if he was sure of victory.

"Three battles, two wins. The winner gets the demon core and this top human-grade movement technique, 'Wind Walking Step'!"

Chu Ziyun took out a small book from her waist pouch and glanced at the other side.

"Hey, and five bottles of Breath Gathering Pills!"

Pang Wenshan, who had already calmed down, looked at the other side with ill intent and took out five jade bottles. This was the foundation of the former top disciple of the Western Courtyard. Ordinary disciples would be lucky to have one or two.

"What? Five bottles of Breath Gathering Pills? Pang Wenshan, do you not want to break through to the seventh layer and enter the inner courtyard?"

The four from the Eastern Courtyard were instantly shocked, but their eyes revealed intense greed.

Whether it was the top human-grade movement technique or the five bottles of Breath Gathering Pills, the temptation was too great. With these, they could accelerate their entry into the inner courtyard and have an excellent means of self-preservation.