Chapter 140

"You killed Zhang Kui?!"

The smile on Luo Song's face stiffened slightly, and a flash of rare shock crossed his turbid old eyes.

He subconsciously ignored the first half of Jiang Ye's sentence and focused directly on the second half.

Zhang Kui of Thick Earth Peak, the "Mountain-Suppressing Hand" at the late stage of the Embracing the Pill Realm, was killed by this little Jiang who had joined the sect for less than two months?

He remembered that it hadn't been long since Jiang Ye stepped into the Embracing the Pill Realm.

How did he manage that...

Even if Jiang Ye practiced the "Great Sun Heavenly Flame Qi-Nurturing Method," he couldn't possibly have such outrageous combat power.

Thoughts surged in Luo Song's mind; the smile on his thin, bark-like face completely dissipated, replaced by a touch of solemnity.

"Little Jiang, you aren't joking with me, are you!"

Luo Song stood up, his withered body seeming to grow a few inches taller at this moment, the aura around him surging slightly, like flames churning in a furnace.

"No."

Jiang Ye shook his head slightly with a calm expression.

"With your strength, you shouldn't be able to..."

Luo Song looked at Jiang Ye with burning eyes, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly thought of something and said in a deep, thoughtful voice:

"No wonder Elder Zhong said you kid are an incredible talent..."

"It seems I, this old man, underestimated you before."

Hearing this, Jiang Ye's heart stirred immediately.

Elder Zhong...

Could it be that Elder Zhong who guards the Scripture Pavilion...

Luo Song is at this age, yet he still has to address that person as Elder Zhong.

How old must that Elder Zhong be?

As Jiang Ye pondered, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he felt even more curious about that mysterious old man.

Luo Song took a deep look at Jiang Ye and did not delve further into the issue of Jiang Ye's strength.

Because that Elder Zhong had said that true geniuses cannot be viewed with worldly eyes.

At that time, he had specifically mentioned to him that Tianyangfeng had already welcomed such a genius, telling him to pay more attention.

"It seems Elder Zhong had already foreseen the current situation back then."

Luo Song shook his head slightly, suppressing the somewhat chaotic thoughts in his mind.

His gaze fell on Jiang Ye again, his tone becoming more serious as he said in a deep voice: "Little Jiang, tell me in detail how Zhang Kui colluded with outsiders to harm the disciples of my Tianyangfeng!"

"Yes, Liu Fengzhu."

Jiang Ye nodded slightly.

Subsequently, he kept it brief, starting from Chen Lili being taken away by the Feng family to Lu Ming being blocked and humiliated by Zhang Kui when he went to pick her up with the token.

Then to him personally going to the door, Zhang Kui shielding the Feng family and injuring people.

Finally, he had no choice but to "helplessly" take action and "painfully" blast Zhang Kui to death...

He spoke concisely and clearly, without adding embellishments, nor did he defend himself, simply stating the facts one by one.

"A good Feng family, a good Zhang Kui."

Luo Song let out two cold laughs with a straight face, the laughter full of chill, like the north wind of winter, cold enough to pierce the bone.

Subsequently, he slammed a palm onto the black gold furnace beside him.

Clang—!!!

A roar like a great bell resounded throughout the peak, the sound like a thunderclap, echoing in the mountains, shaking the mountain rocks until they fell with a rustle, and making the grass and trees tremble.

The disciples at the foot of the mountain covered their ears, their faces pale, their eardrums stinging and buzzing; some even squatted down, unable to stand up for a long time.

Fortunately, Jiang Ye's true qi was thick, and he had practiced hard arts, so his physical fitness far exceeded ordinary people, and he only frowned slightly.

Otherwise, just from this shock, his ears might have been deafened.

"Is this the strength of the Liu Fengzhu..."

The pupils in Jiang Ye's eyes shrank slightly, and a flash of hidden shock crossed them.

Just a casual palm strike actually had such terrifying power.

The flames in the furnace churned because of it, as if they would gush out at any moment.

This old man's strength is far more unfathomable than it appears on the surface.

Luo Song looked at Jiang Ye with eyes full of appreciation and laughed loudly, the laughter echoing on the peak, carrying a sense of hearty pleasure:

"Good! Little Jiang! You did very well! This matter is very much to my liking; that's exactly how it should be done!"

He paused, a flash of severity crossing his eyes:

"In recent years, there have been more and more cowards on Tianyangfeng!"

"Only you and that girl Yueyao have a style of doing things that meets my approval!"

Hearing this, Jiang Ye felt completely at ease.

Although he wasn't afraid of the Liu Fengzhu of Thick Earth Peak at all, having Luo Song's backing would save a lot of trouble.

Jiang Ye said in a calm voice: "Liu Fengzhu, will that Thick Earth Peak come looking for trouble..."

"They come looking for trouble?!"

Luo Song seemed to have heard a joke; his bark-like face was full of contempt as he chuckled coldly: "Little Jiang! Now it's them who should be worried!"

"Oh?!"

Jiang Ye was slightly startled.

Could it be that Luo Song wants to take the initiative to attack...

"By the way, Little Jiang, did you leave any witnesses for this matter?"

Luo Song asked, a glimmer of shrewdness flashing in his turbid old eyes.

Jiang Ye nodded and replied: "Liu Fengzhu, yes! I specifically kept that Zhu Ling of the Feng family alive."

He had thought of this layer long ago; with both human and material evidence, he wasn't afraid of Thick Earth Peak causing any trouble.

Hearing this, Luo Song laughed loudly, the laughter full of praise: "Good! Truly, the older the wiser; I can rest easy with how you do things!"

He patted Jiang Ye on the shoulder, and that withered palm landing on his shoulder actually carried a heavy weight.

Hearing this, a strange sense of incongruity flashed in Jiang Ye's heart.

The older the wiser...

These words sounded particularly strange coming from Luo Song's mouth.

Being told "the older the wiser" by someone even older, this feeling... was truly somewhat subtle.

Clang—!!!

Luo Song slammed his palm onto the furnace again, this time with more force than before, the roar shooting straight into the clouds.

The next instant.

A violent flame actually shot out from the furnace, pouncing toward Luo Song like a fire snake, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws; the flame was scorching, and wherever it passed, the air was ignited, emitting "hissing" explosions.

Feeling the heat rushing toward his face, Jiang Ye subconsciously circulated his Great Sun Heavenly Flame true qi to resist.

That crimson-gold true qi circulated on his body surface, isolating the heat wave.

And Luo Song actually opened his mouth and swallowed that fire-snake-like flame in one gulp.

As the flame entered his throat, a crimson light lit up at his throat, as if he had swallowed a scorching sun.

Immediately after, a trembling, scorching aura erupted from his body, even the surrounding air was burned until it slightly distorted, and the blue stone ground beneath his feet began to crack.

"Let's go, Little Jiang!"

Luo Song took a step, and his withered figure instantly swept toward the foot of the mountain, his speed astonishingly fast, leaving only an afterimage in place.

"Liu Fengzhu, where to!"

Jiang Ye hurriedly followed, his steps hurried, true qi infused into his legs, pushing his speed to the limit.

"Need you ask! Of course, to Thick Earth Peak!"

Luo Song's scorching, loud laughter rang in Jiang Ye's ears, the laughter full of surging killing intent, "That bastard Zhao Jing, if he can't give me an explanation today, I'll roast him into a dried corpse!"

Hearing this, Jiang Ye suddenly remembered that Lu Ming and Chen Lili had both mentioned to him before—the Liu Fengzhu of Tianyangfeng has a very fiery temper.

He had been somewhat confused before, as this old man slept every day, and he hadn't seen where his temper was fiery...

So it was fiery here!

A curve appeared at the corner of Jiang Ye's mouth.

Tianyangfeng, he really came to the right place!

At the same time, Thick Earth Peak, outside the True Earth Hall.

The atmosphere was solemn to the extreme.

The sky had darkened, and dark clouds pressed down, as if even the heavens felt this oppressive aura.

A corpse burned like charcoal was laid on the blue stone ground, the charred flesh cracked open, revealing the dark red flesh beneath, and a nauseating burnt smell permeated the air.

The corpse was curled into a ball, no longer recognizable as human, with only a broken token at the waist still faintly identifiable.

A group of Embracing the Pill Realm elders gathered here, their faces pale, their eyes full of unbelievable horror.

They looked at each other, some shaking their heads, some sighing.

If it weren't for the steward of the Feng family kneeling on the ground, explaining in terror over and over again, they really couldn't imagine that this pitch-black corpse would be their Thick Earth Peak's Zhang Kui.

A middle-aged man in his fifties, dressed in dark yellow robes, with slightly dark skin and a cold, hard face, stood silently directly in front of the corpse.

His hands were behind his back, his spine straight as a pine, and a pressure as heavy as a mountain radiated from his body, pressing the elders behind him until their faces turned pale and breathing became difficult.

His gaze stared fixedly at the charred corpse on the ground; no expression could be seen on that cold, hard face, only the slightly trembling corners of his mouth exposed the turmoil in his heart.

This person was none other than the Liu Fengzhu of Thick Earth Peak, Zhao Jing.

He didn't speak, just stood there quietly, like a stone statue.

The wind blew, bringing a few scorched fallen leaves, swirling around his feet.

A moment later.

"Bang!"

A thunderous sound exploded on the flat ground, like a mountain collapsing and the earth cracking.

The blue stone ground beneath Zhao Jing's feet shattered inch by inch, gravel splashed, and his figure swept toward the foot of the mountain like a rolling boulder, his speed astonishingly fast, leaving only a deep footprint and a patch of cracked ground in place.

That heavy pressure dissipated suddenly with his departure, and the elders behind him finally let out a long sigh of relief, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.

Profound Water Peak.

In the very center of the mountains, within a hidden cold pool, water mist swirled, like a fairyland.

A graceful figure was soaked in the cold pool, her long, jet-black hair draped wetly over her shoulders, her fair skin looming in the mist.

She was like a swimming mermaid, slowly emerging from the water, water droplets sliding down her shoulders, glowing with a crystalline luster in the moonlight.

Her pair of star-like eyes looked toward the direction of Tianyangfeng and Thick Earth Peak, her brows slightly furrowed, and a trace of confusion appeared on that beautiful face.

Her voice was soft, like a clear spring in a mountain stream, flowing slowly in the silent twilight: "What is this for."