Chapter 58

The sky was a brilliant blue, the mountains stretched endlessly, and the majestic gate of the Divine Valor Sect loomed grandly, living up to its reputation as one of the three major sects of the Everlasting Dynasty.

At the foot of the mountains.

"The half-yearly grand competition is about to start. I wonder which senior disciple from the outer sect will stand out and enter the inner sect to become an inner disciple!"

At the foot of the mountain, two low-ranking mountain guards, bored, chatted idly.

"Do you even need to ask? It must be those Eighth or Ninth Level Martial Dao seniors. We might spend our entire lives in the outer sect. If only we could enter the inner sect, we wouldn't have to guard the mountain gate at the foot of the mountain anymore," Li Yong said enviously.

"Fortunately, during the half-yearly grand competition, it's not our turn to guard the mountain. We have the chance to see the seniors' prowess. I've heard that this competition will be incredibly exciting," Zhao Hu said.

"Hehe, that's our good luck. This year, among our outer sect disciples, there's a cocky guy who dared to challenge our Eighth Level Martial Dao senior in public. What was his name again...?" Li Yong patted his head, momentarily forgetting.

Zhao Hu was taken aback and then said, "You must be talking about Lin Fei. I've heard that this guy is incredibly bold, daring to challenge the senior. It's like an old man hanging himself because he's tired of living!"

"Yes, yes, that's the good-for-nothing Lin Fei. I heard he took some forbidden elixir and can never become a Mystic. He comes from a good family and doesn't have to worry about any elixirs. If I had that elixir, I'd be content even if I couldn't become a Mystic."

Zhao Hu rolled his eyes. "Hehe, what's the point of not becoming a Mystic? In the Everlasting Dynasty, if you can't become a Mystic, you have no backbone. You should know that becoming a Mystic greatly increases your lifespan. Even at the Ninth Level Martial Dao, you only have a mere two hundred years of life. But as a Mystic, you can live for at least three hundred years. Lin Fei is like picking up a sesame seed and losing a watermelon. His life is pretty much over. But, to be fair, if Lin Fei didn't take the forbidden elixir, he probably wouldn't have a chance of becoming a Ninth Level Martial Dao expert!"

"Hmph, are you two talking about me?"

Just as they were chatting animatedly, a cold voice suddenly rang out, like a cold wind in the icy wilderness, instantly enveloping them. They felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them, making it almost impossible to breathe. In that moment, they forgot everything, their only thought was to escape this oppressive feeling.

In their panic, they saw a person appear in their field of vision, a disciple dressed in the attire of the Divine Valor Sect, staring at them expressionlessly.

The two were immediately startled, a new figure suddenly appearing in their minds!

Lin Fei, that bold and reckless guy!

...

At the foot of the Divine Valor Sect's mountain, Lin Fei had just returned after a long journey.

Since slaying Zhang Wanshan's men on the road, the rest of his journey had been smooth, and he encountered no further danger. He returned to the Divine Valor Sect just in time to hear this conversation.

"What a terrifying aura, I can hardly breathe."

"Damn, even at the Seventh or Eighth Level Martial Dao, they don't have such a terrifying aura. I'm a Fifth Level Martial Dao expert, how could I feel afraid!"

The two looked at each other, seeing fear in each other's eyes.

Just from the aura, they felt an inexplicable unease.

"No, no, we wouldn't dare to talk about Senior Lin Fei behind his back."

They were both mountain guards, with considerable experience. They immediately realized that Lin Fei must have had some extraordinary encounter and didn't dare to look down on him anymore. In the Xuantian Continent, strength speaks, and the same goes for the Divine Valor Sect.

If Lin Fei were still the same Lin Fei, they wouldn't have cared.

Lin Fei snorted coldly. "Good, I hope not. Mountain guards should follow the rules. If it happens again, I won't hesitate to give you a severe lesson. Even if it reaches the Law Enforcement Hall, you won't get off easy!"

The mention of the Law Enforcement Hall instantly made the two pale and tremble.

...

"Hehe, I didn't expect you, Lin Fei, to still be so arrogant. I thought you died in the Blackwater Mountains, but you actually came out alive. Looks like you're destined to be brutally tortured by my brother."

A mocking voice suddenly came from behind Lin Fei.

Lin Fei turned around and saw two familiar faces.

It turned out that not far behind him was a group that had just returned from a mission, including the old acquaintances Zhang Chongshan and Zhang Fenglang.

At this moment, both of them had recovered from their injuries and had greatly improved in strength. Zhang Chongshan had broken through to the Fifth Level Martial Dao, with Mystic Qi leaving his body, while Zhang Fenglang had advanced to the Sixth Level Martial Dao, with Mystic Qi forming shapes. They were quite formidable.

"Who's dog is so unruly? Oh, it's you two losers. It seems you didn't learn your lesson last time and want to be taught again!"

The two mountain guards, who had expected to be scolded, immediately showed a look of schadenfreude when Zhang Chongshan and the others appeared. As outer sect disciples, Lin Fei and Zhang Chongshan were like oil and water, and they knew this well. Now that they had met again, a fight was inevitable.

No one expected Lin Fei to be so direct, not taking them seriously at all.

"Lin Fei, you've really gotten too cocky. After three months, you think you're some kind of king," Zhang Chongshan, still bitter about his defeat on the arena, had chosen a mission to train and taken many elixirs, advancing to the Fifth Level Martial Dao. He was in high spirits, especially after returning today and encountering Lin Fei. Despite his surprise at how Lin Fei survived the Blackwater Mountains, he said, "I'll show you the power of the Great Success Jade Shattering Hand!"

The other Divine Valor Sect disciples present didn't dare to intervene, as this was the foot of the Divine Valor Sect's mountain, and they all knew the grudge between the two. They wouldn't be foolish enough to stop them.

Zhang Chongshan, being arrogant and not in the Divine Valor Sect, had no qualms and was determined to teach Lin Fei a lesson.

"Ha, ha, a mere loser wants to teach me a lesson." Lin Fei couldn't help but laugh out loud. If before, Zhang Chongshan had been a formidable opponent, now he was like a tame rabbit, easy to handle. He pointed at Zhang Fenglang and said, "You two come at me together, or you won't have the chance."

"Arrogant."

Zhang Chongshan was so angry that he jumped up, raising his palm and immediately using the Jade Shattering Hand, a low-grade yellow-level mystic art.

As the Great Success Jade Shattering Hand was unleashed, a massive wave of Mystic Qi burst forth, forming a huge green hand that slammed down toward Lin Fei's head. Before the hand even reached him, the ground around Lin Fei sank slightly, and rocks were instantly reduced to dust.

Such a violent attack shocked all the Divine Valor Sect disciples.

This Lin Fei kid is in trouble.

A yellow-level mystic art was no joke, it was genuine.

Zhang Fenglang also believed in Zhang Chongshan's attack. Under the Great Success Jade Shattering Hand, even he had to be cautious. How could Lin Fei, who hadn't improved in three months, stand a chance? He was eager to see what it would be like to see Lin Fei on the ground.

As the attack approached, Lin Fei showed no concern, simply raising his right hand and slashing downward with a palm strike, a flash of blade energy cutting through the air.

"Break!"

The mighty Zhang Chongshan was sent flying over a dozen yards away, experiencing the feeling of flying again, with a bloody gash on his chest, clearly visible.

Shocked!

Shocked!!

Zhang Chongshan, lying injured on the ground, was completely dazed.

He wasn't supposed to be the one to crush Lin Fei, so how could he lose, and lose so inexplicably?

"How could I lose? What kind of black magic did you use!"

Before he could finish his sentence, his blood surged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling a sense of helpless defeat. He was a Fifth Level Martial Dao expert, how could he be defeated by a good-for-nothing?

Everyone's faces were filled with disbelief.

Defeating his old enemy, Lin Fei felt no sense of achievement and said coolly, "You, not even able to block one of my strikes, don't even have the right to make me move. Go tell your brother to clean his ass and wait for me to beat him up!"

"Then take my move and see if you have the right!"

Seeing Zhang Chongshan injured and unable to fight, Zhang Fenglang's face turned red and pale, feeling incredibly shocked. How could he have improved so much in just three months? He couldn't believe it, didn't dare to believe it.

So, Zhang Fenglang attacked, he had no choice. Otherwise, if the news spread, their family's reputation would be ruined.

Facing the attack, Lin Fei sneered again.

"You don't have the right either, get lost!"

Lin Fei didn't move, using the same palm strike, his mind and will in perfect harmony.

"Bang!"

Despite being prepared, Zhang Fenglang still felt an immense pressure, a sense of impending danger.

When the blade energy struck him, Zhang Fenglang's face turned pale, and he felt as if he was on the brink of death. His only thought was:

He... how could he be so powerful? I'm a Sixth Level Martial Dao expert... why can't I block even one move?