Chapter 4

"Ha ha ha, good! Very good! With just a broken sword, you dare to challenge me, a waste of the Yun family! If I kill you, I don’t care if the old ancestor of the Yun family dares to come to my Lingyun Mountain for revenge!" Xiao Jingtian sneered, his palm energy radiating, and no one dared to approach within nearly a hundred meters, even his own followers had retreated a hundred meters away.

"Killing rampantly here seems like Lingyun Mountain hasn’t reached that level yet. Xiao Jingtian, let’s go outside the city. If I, Yun Yijian, lose today, the treasure medicine is yours, and if I am killed by you, I won’t frown! If I lose..." Yun Yijian confirmed the other party’s identity without any hesitation and declared war directly.

In the main city, minor skirmishes might not even catch the enforcers’ attention, but with the destructive power of these two, daring to fight so fiercely on the main road, even if both families were prominent in Zixiao City, they would be locked up in a small black room for a few years.

"Ha ha, if I lose, everything I have is yours!" Xiao Jingtian was disdainful, turning to walk out of the city. He wasn’t worried that Yun Yijian wouldn’t show up; in Zixiao City, no one dared to play tricks on him.

On the main road, people gathered tightly on both sides, looking at Xiao Jingtian with fear in their eyes, and at Yun Yijian, some with a hint of ridicule, some with regret, and some with relief.

Yun Yijian looked at the old man’s regretful face, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. Ten years of emotion, after all, was not just a passerby.

"Sir, give me the treasure medicine, go back to the Yun family first, and have Father send people to bring your family into the Yun residence. I’m not worried that someone like Xiao Jingtian will retaliate against you, but I’m worried about his followers behind him." Yun Yijian took the treasure medicine, feeling regretful. If he had known from the beginning, he would have accepted it, and he could have compensated him with ten thousand taels of silver later. It wouldn’t have caused so much trouble.

"Master, be careful. If it doesn’t work, just give him the treasure medicine. The old man can dig more. Usually, I live by helping Master find medicinal herbs, so this is nothing to me. There’s no need to do this for..." The old man hesitated, knowing that Yun Yijian’s strength was well-known in Zixiao City, and he wouldn’t back down when bullied.

"Old man, don’t worry. With this treasure medicine, advancing to the Condensation Pulse stage is not a problem. If it doesn’t work, I’ll swallow this divine ginseng raw and cripple that guy!" Yun Yijian’s lips curled into a wicked smile. The treasure medicine, worth a fortune, belonged to him, and he wouldn’t give it away easily.

Stepping out of the main city, the crowd behind him erupted. The news spread quickly, and a large number of cultivators followed. The风云榜 (Fengyun List) was filled with experts, and even some from the封王潜力榜 (Potential King List) rushed to the outskirts of Zixiao City.

Yun Yijian’s thumb continuously flicked the sword hilt, his steps firm as he walked steadily forward, his gaze level and relaxed.

Outside Zixiao City, the crowd was dense, and almost everyone who came to watch the spectacle was there. The main characters hadn’t arrived yet, but the spectators were already gathered. Xiao Jingtian, far from being angry, even raised his head proudly. Ten years ago, he was the pride of Zixiao City, ranking high on both lists, and was revered by many. Now, he was back, and he wanted them to look up to him again!

Yun Yijian pushed through the crowd and found several people from the Fengyun List, even the seventh and tenth on the Potential King List.

Seeing these few people, who he had met before, Yun Yijian nodded, and they nodded back lightly.

"Xiao Jian, you little guy, you’re trying to defy the heavens. A few days apart, and you’re challenging a high-ranking expert from the Fengyun List and the Potential King List. What? Your physical body has broken through again?" A young man, refined and radiant, with surging combat power, his pulse energy radiating, brought endless pressure to those around him.

"Wow, even Shen Guang Wuyue, the second on the Potential King List, is here! Today is not going to be calm!"

"Shen Guang Wuyue is here, so the first on the Potential King List, Na Han, will definitely come! What’s going on? Is the Potential King List going to be reshuffled?"

"Wuyue, why are you here? This time, it’s not me challenging, but he provoked me. He dared to snatch my things. Hmph, doesn’t he know my creed? What’s mine will always be mine, and no one can take it away. What’s not mine, if I want it, will eventually be mine!" Xiao Jian smiled at the young man, seemingly very pleased, teasing him.

Shen Guang Wuyue was one of the few friends he had in Zixiao City, and those who could call him brother were few, but their bond was very deep.

"This Xiao Jingtian became famous early and has many followers. I’m afraid you’ll be ganged up on, so I came." Shen Guang Wuyue shrugged and said calmly.

"With my three-foot sword, even if there are thousands of opponents, what can they do to me? Let’s go have a drink together, don’t run away. Wait for Na Han to come, and we’ll have a feast." Yun Yijian said and strode forward.

Zixiao Mountain, the only large mountain outside Zixiao City, stretched like a coiled dragon about to fly, with a momentum to soar into the sky. Zixiao City was built here for this reason.

Xiao Jingtian stood on a mountain peak, looking down at the earth, his pulse points fully open, his pulse technique emitting dazzling light, like a war god attracting everyone’s attention. He wanted to instantly kill Yun Yijian and make Zixiao City remember him forever.

Stepping on the peak, sword in hand, Yun Yijian moved swiftly, each step shaking the mountain rocks to pieces, his speed increasing. Even before he approached, the battle aura was spreading, sword qi and pulse energy intertwining, branches turning to dust, and rocks flying.

"Swish, swish..."

A flash of sword light, sword qi shooting into the sky, the green light blinding everyone, only a few could keep their eyes on the battlefield.

"This is Yun Yijian’s famous sword technique, the Crimson Sky Sword Technique! Indeed, it lives up to its reputation." Someone said, and everyone nodded.

"A mere waste, not even opening his pulse points, dares to draw his sword at me, looking for death! Tyrant Rush!"

Xiao Jingtian’s aura soared, his pulse energy spreading, his fingertips aiming directly at Yun Yijian’s green sword.

This was the terror of the Condensation Pulse stage, pulse energy condensed into a solid form, each attack turning into a solid force. Even from a hundred meters away, pulse energy could cause massive destruction.

Boom, boom, boom... Crack, crack, crack!

Surrounding giant trees were snapped in half, sand and rocks flew, purple light swirling, killing intent emerging, disturbing Zixiao Mountain, pulse beasts fleeing, eagles soaring, and continuous roars.

"A mere early-stage Condensation Pulse person is nothing, what genius? In my eyes, there are no geniuses, only whether they are smart enough!" Yun Yijian shouted, his sword forming three lotus flowers heading straight for the opponent’s pulse points.

The three lotus flowers looked beautiful, but everyone knew the danger. Even a Condensation Pulse person would be cut by the sword qi if they touched the lotus flowers.

The peak of this large mountain was flattened, the mountain body and giant trees shattered, forming a huge vortex around, the sky dark and smoky, people below focusing their eyes, trying not to miss any exciting moment, but only a few could see clearly.

Shen Guang Wuyue had already run to another mountain peak, sitting on a large rock, a blade of grass in his mouth, nodding continuously.

"I didn’t expect this guy to be so strong. His physical body is only at the peak of the Pulse Opening stage, yet he can contend with an early-stage Condensation Pulse person who has opened four pulse points. What is the Crimson Sky Sword Technique? Why don’t the major noble families have this sword technique?" Shen Guang Wuyue muttered to himself.

"Do you think if this guy opens his pulse points, he could sweep through the young generation of Zixiao City?"

Suddenly, a soft sigh came from behind Shen Guang Wuyue, a voice extremely pleasant, giving a sense of warmth.

"Damn, you cheap bastard, when did you come up? Do you walk without making a sound?" Shen Guang Wuyue jumped three feet high, reacting extremely quickly, his pulse points opening automatically, six in total, including two main pulse points, a halo surrounding him, radiating in all directions.

Shen Guang Wuyue looked closely and saw none other than Na Han, the first on the Potential King List. His face was devilishly handsome, his talent devilishly high, refined and detached, dressed in a tight black battle robe, making him even more handsome and dashing.

His brows were firm, his lips thin, and Na Han, seeing Shen Guang Wuyue’s frightened look, sneered, "Lack of goods, you were just careless. I walked so loudly, and you didn’t hear it. Asking for death!"

"I... I was too engrossed in watching. Cough, let’s keep watching. Xiao Jian seems to be at a disadvantage. The gap is too big. Even with his outstanding physical body and sword technique, without pulse energy support, he can’t contend with a Condensation Pulse person."

Shen Guang Wuyue laughed awkwardly and quickly changed the topic.

"You don’t need to tell me. I was on the mountain opposite you and saw you here, so I came over." Na Han said bluntly.

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Looking at the opposite mountain peak, it was no longer jagged, flattened, with broken branches and leaves scattered everywhere. Both of their robes were soaked in blood, their own and their enemy’s. Xiao Jingtian’s eyes were filled with killing intent, unable to believe that he couldn’t defeat a child who hadn’t opened his pulse points, and had even been injured himself.

Yun Yijian was even more battered, his tiger’s mouth split, his left shoulder pierced. Without opening his pulse points, he was fighting against a higher level, and to hold on for so long was truly one in ten thousand.

"You’ve angered me! I’ll take your life with one strike! Floating Cloud Pulse Technique!" Xiao Jingtian went mad, his voice becoming even more terrifying, his face twisted, pulse energy surging out, enveloping the entire mountain, leaving no hope of escape.

Everyone was shocked, standing up and staring at the mountain peak. Na Han and Shen Guang Wuyue were silent, their eyes fixed on the opposite side.

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