Chapter 6

"Are you planning to make a move?" Ye Zhong's indifferent gaze swept over them, a faint smile playing on his face.

"Heh, how can we say 'make a move'? But now that Young Master Ye Zhong has finally come to his senses and decided to cultivate a spirit technique, even if it's a low-grade one, we, as fellow clan brothers, should give some guidance, right?" Ye Yu said with a strange smile.

"Guidance?" Hearing this, Ye Zhong nodded and said indifferently, "I like that idea. So, let's have some guidance then."

With that, amidst the stunned gazes of countless people, Ye Zhong slowly walked out of the Spirit Technique Pavilion, stood on the open ground in front of it, and turned back with a smile, saying, "Come on."

"Is... Is Ye Zhong's mind really broken?" Many of the students in the Spirit Technique Pavilion, seeing this scene, doubted whether they had misjudged him. Given Ye Zhong's usual behavior, he should be trying to escape at this moment, not daring to provoke Ye Yu. After all, Ye Yu, with his Second Stage Body Tempering cultivation, was already considered a mid-level figure among the young generation in the Feihong Martial Academy, while Ye Zhong was known as a waste of the Ye family. How could he possibly be a match for Ye Yu?

Ye Zhong's unexpected behavior made Ye Yu and the others pause for a moment, then their faces turned somewhat ugly. They had come today to humiliate Ye Zhong, and what they most wanted to see was Ye Zhong begging for mercy, not provoking them like this.

"Are you not planning to beg for mercy today?" Ye Yu sneered, "If we really fight, don't blame me for not holding back, Young Master Ye Zhong."

"Are you going to fight or not?" Ye Zhong frowned, annoyed by the endless talk, "If you don't have the guts to come down, then come together."

"No guts..."

Hearing this, Ye Yu and the other two laughed out loud simultaneously. After exchanging glances, a cold light flashed in their eyes. They had long been annoyed by this young master from the main branch, but in the past, they could only mock him verbally due to his status. Now that Ye Zhong had been stripped of his main branch status and was seeking his own death, so...

"Attack!"

A low shout came from Ye Yu's mouth, and a slight vibration spread through his body. His skin now had a steel-like hue, a sign of the Second Stage Body Tempering, Muscle Tempering period.

In the next moment, Ye Yu stomped his foot, and his figure rushed towards Ye Zhong. Behind him, the other two members of the Ye family's collateral branch quickly followed, moving in perfect coordination.

A murmur of surprise spread through the crowd, clearly not expecting that these three, who had some reputation in the Feihong Martial Academy, would choose to gang up on a mere Ye Zhong.

Ye Zhong watched the three approaching and smiled silently. He really needed some practice targets to test how much he had recovered after reaching the Third Stage Body Tempering.

"Slap—"

Ye Yu's palm struck out, a fierce palm wind rushing towards Ye Zhong like a sharp blade.

At the moment the fierce palm wind was about to hit Ye Zhong's chest, he sidestepped, his figure gliding past Ye Yu.

"What!?"

This scene caused a wave of surprise among the onlookers. Who would have thought that this so-called waste of the Ye family actually had some skills?

As he passed by, Ye Zhong quickly moved towards the two people following behind, then flicked his finger.

"Clang—"

His finger struck the palm of the person on the left, causing him to wince in pain. Ye Zhong then kicked out with his right foot, sending the person flying back. He then turned and slapped the other person, sending him spinning in the air and landing with a mouthful of broken teeth. These two were only at the First Stage Body Tempering, and for Ye Zhong, it was like bullying children.

This sudden turn of events left the crowd in shock. The so-called waste, Ye Zhong, had defeated the two strong Ye family members with just two moves?

After a moment, the surrounding students regained their senses, and their gazes turned serious. The legendary Ye Zhong with the Six Yin Meridians had defeated the two so decisively. He must have at least the strength of the Second Stage Body Tempering, right?

Thinking of this, many people's eyes twitched. Not many of them had reached this level, right?

"Ye Zhong!"

An angry roar came from behind. Ye Yu, seeing this scene, turned around, his face twisted in rage. In his plan, he should have slapped the waste, Ye Zhong, flying. He never expected that Ye Zhong would have such skills.

"Wind Splitting Palm!"

A serious look flashed in Ye Yu's eyes, and in the next moment, he activated the offensive spirit technique he mastered. Today, he did not want to fail in this small matter.

Instantly, a tearing sound filled the air as Ye Yu's speed reached its peak. A faint green light flickered on his right palm.

Many people watching were shocked. This was only the second round, and Ye Yu had already used his ultimate skill?

Ye Zhong lifted his head and watched the charging Ye Yu. His right hand formed a sword gesture, and without any intention of dodging, he pointed out.

"Unreturning Sword!"

A light shout echoed in Ye Zhong's mind, and his finger wind, like a sword, whistled out.

"Bang—"

A finger and a palm collided heavily, and in an instant, a wave of air spread out. Ye Yu's face turned red, and his body trembled, staggering back a few steps. With a "puh" sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground in a sorry state.

In just one move, the outcome was decided!

"How is this possible!?" Ye Yu sat on the ground, his face filled with disbelief. The waste he saw had actually defeated him in one move? What did that make him? Even worse than a waste?

The two who had been defeated earlier also looked as if they had seen a ghost. They were only at the First Stage Body Tempering, so their defeat was understandable, but Ye Yu, a strong Second Stage Body Tempering practitioner with a powerful spirit technique, couldn't even withstand one move from Ye Zhong?

Ye Zhong, however, had no time to care about their shock. He extended his right hand, gazed at it for a moment, and smiled silently. As he had guessed, the combat techniques he had mastered could now be used effectively, and the Unreturning Sword could bring out his current strength to the fullest. If he activated the protective talisman and the speed talisman on his chest, he was confident he could fight even a Fourth Stage Body Tempering practitioner!

"Impossible!"

"Ye Yu and the others actually lost?"

"Is this still the waste, Ye Zhong?"

After a moment of shock, the surrounding students all exclaimed in disbelief. This scene today was beyond everyone's expectations. Compared to the old Ye Zhong, the current Ye Zhong seemed like a completely different person.

At this moment, the old man from the Spirit Technique Pavilion stood at the entrance, his eyes flashing with insight. His vision was far superior to that of the young students, and he could see that this young man had the strength of the Third Stage Body Tempering, Blood Transformation period. This was not the most surprising part; what was more astonishing was the simple yet lethal movements when he attacked, as if they had been honed through countless battles. The old man doubted he could do the same.

"Could this be the work of some old monster?" The old man quickly found the only explanation, but thinking of this, his gaze on Ye Zhong became even more serious.

Ignoring the shock and disbelief of the others, Ye Zhong pondered for a moment and then left the scene.

After confirming his current strength, Ye Zhong felt that he should leave Jiangzhou City. The next step in cultivating the Six Paths Burial Sword Technique required not spirit stones but a spirit herb called Purple Wood Spirit Root. According to Little Ye Zhong's memory, there were rumors that this herb had appeared in the southern border of the Dazhou Dynasty.

For Ye Zhong, the most important thing now was cultivation, and everything else was trivial.

Deciding to leave, Ye Zhong prepared to return to his courtyard to pack some things.

As he approached his courtyard, Ye Zhong suddenly frowned. At this moment, he sensed a faint killing intent, which he had not felt so clearly since his rebirth.

"Finally, it's here? Ye family? Su family? Or someone else?"

Although he sensed it, Ye Zhong did not show any reaction and continued to walk towards his courtyard at a steady pace.

"Is this Young Master Ye Zhong?"

Just as Ye Zhong was about to enter the courtyard, two men in tight-fitting robes suddenly appeared, blocking his path and retreat. A faint killing intent emanated from them, clearly indicating that they had been waiting for him for a long time...