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Chapter 106

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Several seriously injured true disciples of the Xuanyang Sect, their eyes flashing with sharp light, now had no doubt whatsoever about the identity of Senior Brother Dongfang Yuan. Even the Floating Light Sect, which bears a blood‑deep grudge against the Xuanyang Sect, rushed to rescue Dongfang Yuan—what else could there be to question? If he isn't the one who survived the forbidden tribulation, who else could he be?

Zhang Wu felt his head about to split; he really didn't want to push things to the extreme, after all, under normal circumstances the five great Dao lineages should be on the same front. Yet the Second Elder and the Grand Supreme Elder are both venerables, and they unanimously demanded that Dongfang Yuan be protected, repeatedly urging that his identity be confirmed first—if he isn't the genius who survived the forbidden tribulation, they said to eliminate him outright. At the same time, they ordered him not to utterly offend the other four Dao lineages. This is truly a thorny predicament—who could handle this job well? Zhang Wu was beside himself, utterly unsure whether to act or hold back, and the tense situation in the field remained deadlocked, as if time itself had frozen.

At that moment, Qin Yu, hidden behind an ancient tree at the mountain's base, suddenly had a prompt appear in his mind.

【You accepted the suggestion, entered the ancient ruins, and activated the drop rate……】

【Due to your appearance, you have stirred up some causality that would not have otherwise arisen; the deepest sentient beings of this ancient ruin will revive, and a saint‑grade trial will appear.】

Qin Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that in a situation where a special event could be triggered with some probability, he had actually won this "first prize." However, although the opportunity had arisen, how to seize it next became a major problem. He must find a way to weaken the other Dao lineages' strength; otherwise, this opportunity would likely end up as a wedding dress for others, which would be utterly absurd.

"I am now at the seventh layer of Foundation Establishment, and my Heaven‑Burning Technique has undergone a transformation, causing my spiritual energy to reach the quality of a Dao‑level art." Qin Yu thought to himself, "Furthermore, I have mastered the minor accomplishment of fire Dao intent and the major accomplishment of thunder Dao intent; in this regard I can outshine Dongfang Yuan and the other top geniuses of the Canglan Yu. Although I don't know why those few from the Floating Light Sect are helping, they will surely be able to restrain the people of Wan Hai Men and Qing Cheng Ge. That way, I can launch a covert strike and eliminate all cultivators who haven't relied on external forces to boost their strength—should be no problem. Moreover, my Diamond Sutra has also reached minor accomplishment; if I unleash it fully, my physical strength can reach about 150,000 jin! This is almost on par with a mid‑stage Huá Líng cultivator."

Qin Yu clearly knew that the utmost physical strength of a Foundation Establishment cultivator is roughly fifty to sixty thousand jin, while a fully perfected Huá Líng cultivator can reach three hundred thousand jin—and that only if they are an extreme body‑refiner. In that light, he could completely match a mid‑stage Huá Líng expert. Regarding Dao intent, among the five great Dao lineages, only a handful of pillar figures have achieved major accomplishment, whereas he possesses two Dao intents. Added to the boost from a Dao‑level art, his spiritual energy could completely overwhelm everyone present, giving him a decisive advantage. With that thought, Qin Yu made up his mind: Let's do it!

Immediately, Qin Yu circulated his spiritual energy, condensed sound into a line, and transmitted his voice to Dongfang Yuan: "Attack now, don't hesitate any longer—focus your power on the people of Qing Cheng Ge!"

While nursing his wounds and still feeling a bit smug, Dongfang Yuan heard those words and froze slightly. This voice…… how could it be so familiar? Isn't this Qin Yu, who made him suffer terribly in the Xuanyang Hall? His impression of Qin Yu was extremely deep, after all, back then several core elders of the Xuanyang Sect had taken Qin Yu's side. One must know that his own master is the Grand Elder, and in the sect everyone is obliged to give him three points of respect. Yet those elders, because of a mere Foundation Establishment disciple, had chosen to show favoritism, which left Dongfang Yuan stunned at the time. If this matter were to blow up further, it might even implicate him. Therefore, he had always paid special attention to Qin Yu; after looking into Qin Yu's background, he almost wanted to give Qi Yu's few junior brothers another lesson. How could a talent of that caliber be offended just because one felt like it? Moreover, Qin Yu's background was also extremely strong. Later, seeing that Qin Yu seemed to have no intention of competing, he stopped paying much heed.

But how could Qin Yu appear here at this moment? The group that had come to Qingshi Jun had only arrived today, hadn't it? Dongfang Yuan really wanted to respond to Qin Yu, feeling that he was simply joking. The other party is a peak Huá Líng expert; even if his strength came from piling up spiritual medicines, it's not something we can match. For now, we just need to wait patiently; we can seize the opportunity when it appears. But at that moment, Qin Yu's voice came again.

"The five great Dao lineages have joined forces, yet the Floating Light Sect has betrayed them—this is a perfect opportunity. First cripple Qing Cheng Ge; otherwise, you'll have no share of the ancient ruin's fortune. A bunch of peak Huá Líng experts could swat you dead with a casual flick. Don't delay any longer—attack in three breaths, and I'll cooperate with you. If you don't move, I'll deal with you according to sect rules; then even if your master is the Grand Elder, he won't be able to protect you." Qin Yu was really getting anxious; the commotion here was enormous, and we must first settle Qing Cheng Ge, cripple one side, and that will at least give us some advantage.

Dongfang Yuan was completely dumbfounded—how could a Foundation Establishment cultivator, even a monster, now be giving him orders? He was the senior true disciple of the Xuanyang Sect! Yet he also knew that Qin Yu could indeed mobilize Li Haoran; their relationship was anything but ordinary, and he might truly be dragged into the Punishment Hall. Moreover, what Qin Yu said was indeed reasonable; this really was a good opportunity. Thinking that, Dongfang Yuan stopped hesitating and transmitted his voice to the few true disciples behind him.

"Follow me and attack."

"Kill the people of Qing Cheng Ge!"

As soon as his words fell, Dongfang Yuan shot forward like a cannonball from the barrel, his aura sharp and fierce; a faint geng‑metal qi instantly erupted, sweeping past Zhang Wu and the others as he charged straight toward Qing Shan.

The few true disciples behind him followed without hesitation. In their eyes, Dongfang Yuan was the heaven‑favored peerless monster; who else would they listen to if not the senior brother?

Zhang Wu stared dumbfounded—he was still wondering what to do next when Dongfang Yuan suddenly launched an attack. Isn't that a sign of a brain problem? A fourth‑layer Huá Líng cultivator actually went head‑to‑head with two peak Huá Líng experts! But this was a death order issued by the two venerables; if Dongfang Yuan died, Zhang Wu figured he'd likely be finished as soon as he left. In such a vast Dao lineage, there's never a shortage of geniuses and disciples.

"Damn it, protecting this blockhead is just terrible luck!" Zhang Wu cursed furiously, then launched a powerful strike. The two peak Huá Líng true disciples behind him also wore helpless expressions, but they dared not slacken. They understood that they were merely sacrificial pawns, able only to show temporary bravery in this ancient ruin. In the future they'd still need the sect's help to assault the Tian Yuan realm; otherwise, their lives would be over.

"Huh?" Qing Shan and the others hadn't even reacted when the opponent was already upon them. They saw Dongfang Yuan and his companions strike repeatedly, spiritual energy surging and exploding, rolling up wave after wave of air; countless blades of green grass instantly turned to ash. Qing Shan never imagined the other side would dare to take the initiative, and his heart leapt with joy: "Attack, block those two—you go stop Zhang Wu, and the rest of you join me in taking down Dongfang Yuan!" Relying on their numerical advantage, he felt no fear and charged straight toward Dongfang Yuan and his group.

But just then, a thunder‑like dull roar echoed in the air. A fleeting shadow flashed out from the nearby woods at breakneck speed; this person bore terrifying lightning arcs, his whole body like a ferocious beast charging wildly, his speed astonishing. Immediately, he clenched his right hand into a fist, faint lightning flickering, emanating an aura of destruction.

"Boom!"

With a single punch that exploded outward, a true disciple of Qing Cheng Ge had his chest cave in instantly, flesh and blood blurred, and he was flung a hundred meters away, dead on the spot.

At this moment Qin Yu was like a tiger descending the mountain, felling one Huá Líng cultivator with each punch, leaving them unable to retaliate. Everyone's divine sense perceived the scene, and then everyone was stunned.

This person… is actually only at Foundation Establishment?

How could this be the strength of a Foundation Establishment cultivator?

This is just too fierce, isn't it?

Beating Huá Líng cultivators is like beating one's own son?

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