Chapter 10

Panyue felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart. The former genius was now trembling before him, how could there be anything more satisfying than this? Back then, Sun Sheng, at a young age, had a reputation that surpassed his, which had long annoyed Panyue. Now, he naturally wouldn't let this opportunity to mock Sun Sheng slip by.

Moreover, the current Sun Sheng had been expelled from the Bai family, leaving with nothing. Even if he really took action against Sun Sheng, he was sure no one would stand up for him. He just needed to pin a false charge on Sun Sheng.

At this moment, Sun Sheng clenched his fists slightly but did not act rashly. Instead, he glanced at Panyue and turned to leave, completely ignoring him.

This look made Panyue furious, his face turning red. The other party actually ignored him, just like back then, when a young prodigy overshadowed him and ignored him, a so-called genius of the same generation. This was a naked insult.

But now, facing a young man who was nothing more than a useless wretch, he actually used the same look to return the favor.

This feeling was like watching a monkey performing for a monkey trainer.

"Ridiculous! Who gave you the nerve? You, a traitor and a criminal, dare to leave so boldly, stand there! You look like a rat, I don't think you're a good person!" Panyue shouted, his anger and embarrassment causing a powerful aura to surge from his body. A yellowish earth-colored energy spread out, extremely violent.

He was in the Xuan Qi Lian Ti stage and was almost at the peak of this realm. When he burst out, he was exceptionally powerful, causing the stone slabs on the street to crack. With one step, he moved like a thunderclap.

However, Sun Sheng walked away without looking back, completely ignoring him...

"Panyue, don't cause trouble, I have important matters to attend to this time." A cold voice suddenly came from inside the carriage. The voice was pleasant and melodious but carried a hint of authority.

"Yes, Miss." Panyue immediately dissipated his aura and stood meekly to one side.

Although he considered himself a genius among the young generation of Mufeng City, compared to Long Yinxue inside the carriage, he paled in comparison. He obediently retreated to guard beside the carriage.

"Who was that person just now?" The cold voice from inside the carriage asked again.

Panyue quickly replied, "Miss, it was the Bai family's Sun Sheng, but he has been expelled and is now a worthless nobody."

"Is he that rogue?" Long Yinxue was somewhat surprised, pondering for a moment, she said, "Wasn't he the Bai family's genius? Why was he expelled? When I left, I heard that the Ziyang Sect wanted to recruit him."

Panyue sneered, "Miss, you've been cultivating in the Sword Sect for three years and don't know what happened in these years. This Sun Sheng went to the Ziyang Sect to show off, but he offended a true disciple there and was beaten to a pulp, his cultivation completely ruined and thrown back. Now he's a nobody, unable to even lift a chicken, struggling to survive, worse off than a beggar."

"Showing off at the Ziyang Sect... hah, that fits his character. Continue on the journey." Long Yinxue smiled coldly and ordered.

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Sun Sheng returned to the crowd, a slight cold sweat on his back. Honestly, if he had fought Panyue on the street, he would have definitely been at a disadvantage.

Not to mention that Panyue, as the guard captain of the city lord's mansion, would use his position to pin false charges on him, but even just his strength was formidable. In the Xuan Qi Lian Ti stage, he was almost at the peak, with at least the strength of the seventh or eighth level.

That kick just now had at least ten thousand pounds of force. Just from this, the person had the strength of the seventh level of Xuan Qi Lian Ti.

During the Xuan Qi Lian Ti process, the physical strength and blood qi also transform. At the seventh level of Xuan Qi Lian Ti, one can generally exert about twenty thousand pounds of force.

In the Lian Ti stage, each breakthrough increases strength by several thousand pounds, and the blood qi surges like a tide. Depending on the individual's constitution, the strength displayed in the Lian Ti stage can vary.

From the seventh to the eighth level, strength increases by about ten thousand pounds, and from the eighth to the ninth level, it increases by about twenty thousand pounds. However, these two levels are the hardest to break through.

Once the ninth level of Lian Ti is completed, one can exert tens of thousands of pounds of force with pure physical strength. Some geniuses can even generate nearly a hundred thousand pounds of force after completing the ninth level, which is not to be underestimated. Combined with powerful energy techniques, one can flatten a small mountain with a single palm.

Of course, very few people can achieve this. Even Sun Sheng, with his extraordinary talent, only had about fifty thousand pounds of force at the eighth level of Lian Ti.

In the crowd, Sun Sheng clenched his teeth, watching the group leave. Back then, he wouldn't have even glanced at someone like Panyue, but now, he was being bullied by him, using his strength to humiliate him on the street.

However, Sun Sheng was not discouraged. His talent had returned, and he had obtained a great opportunity. This opportunity was enough to change his fate. Sooner or later, he would climb back to his former position, and it wouldn't take long.

At this moment, the crowd was discussing Long Yinxue again.

"Is Long Yinxue's sudden return related to that incident?" someone whispered, dressed differently from the common people.

"Shh, don't speak too loudly. The city lord's mansion hasn't announced this matter. They don't want to cause a stir in the city. Spreading this news could anger the people of the city lord's mansion," an older person warned.

"Oh, okay, but the city lord's youngest daughter going missing isn't a small matter. Even if the city lord's mansion tries to hide it, the truth will eventually come out," someone else said.

"The city lord's youngest daughter missing?" Sun Sheng was curious. He had heard that the city lord of Mufeng City, besides his eldest son Long Yuefei and daughter Long Yinxue, had a youngest daughter named Long Xiaodie, who was only eleven or twelve years old. This youngest daughter had actually gone missing?

Sun Sheng shook his head indifferently. It wasn't his business, after all. It was a matter of the city lord's mansion, and he didn't need to worry about it or indulge in gossip.

At that moment, Sun Sheng quickly left and went to other shops in Mufeng City to purchase spiritual herbs.

The afternoon passed quickly...

As dusk approached, Sun Sheng finally arrived at the last shop, a small, unassuming place. This shop couldn't compare to the largest spiritual herb shop in Mufeng City, the Tianbao Pavilion. Only people with status could enter the Tianbao Pavilion, and ordinary people probably couldn't afford even a small trinket there. The shop was large and prosperous, reportedly backed by the imperial royal family, with branches in various towns across the country.

"Boss, pack fifteen Bidanluo for me," Sun Sheng said as soon as he entered, finding the shop owner.

Bidanluo was a third-grade spiritual herb, the last item Sun Sheng needed today. With these herbs, he could perform the Xuan Qi conversion.

The shop owner, who was very thin, nodded and wrote it down on the ledger. "One thousand five hundred jade coins."

Sun Sheng nodded and handed over a silver note, which was his last asset. After purchasing these fifteen third-grade herbs, Sun Sheng would be left with only some pocket money, completely destitute.

The shop owner took the silver note, nodded, and instructed a clerk to fetch the herbs from the warehouse, asking Sun Sheng to wait.

At this moment, a few more people entered the shop, wearing white robes with the Bai family's emblem at the collar. There were two men and one woman.

Even before they entered, Sun Sheng heard the hateful and arrogant laughter. He was too familiar with this voice; it was Bai Jingyang.

Over the years, since Sun Sheng was severely injured and had his cultivation ruined, Bai Jingyang had mocked him countless times, always finding various reasons to humiliate and ridicule him. It seemed that tormenting the former genius gave him some kind of satisfaction.

When Sun Sheng was expelled from the Bai family and Bai Zhanfei extorted spiritual herbs from him, Bai Jingyang had been the one to lead the charge.

How could Sun Sheng not recognize his voice?

"Really bad luck," Sun Sheng muttered, rubbing his nose and leaning against the wall, ignoring them.