Chapter 243: The Furious Cheng Yuan! Arrested Again! (1)

Cheng Yuan......

These two words, spoken lightly by Jiang Ye, were like sparks of hot oil splashing into the already raging fire of Cheng Yuan’s fury—suddenly igniting a towering blaze.

“Die, you bastard!!!”

Cheng Yuan erupted like a mad beast gone utterly wild, unleashing his full dark-red primordial fire Gang without restraint, shattering the rocks beneath his feet into countless cracks.

At this moment, in his bloodshot eyes, nearly dripping with crimson, there was only one target.

All sect rules were cast aside.

“Elder Jiang!!!”

Far away, Liu Qingyu’s heart clenched tightly, and she cried out in desperate alarm.

In just a few moments, her emotions had surged like a rollercoaster.

When she saw Jiang Ye retrieve six strands of primordial energy from the peak, then evade skillfully with agile movement and retreat into Dongfeng...

The ecstatic joy surging from her heart nearly drowned her reason.

Elder Jiang really did it...

He actually seized the primordial energy from three primordial martial artists.

And it was six whole strands...

If this got out, it would cause an uproar beyond measure.

Yet before she could even rejoice, she saw Cheng Yuan had gone completely insane.

He had just been captured by the Enforcement Hall not long ago—and now he charged into Dongfeng without a single hesitation.

And from his frenzied stance, it was clear: he would not stop until he killed Elder Jiang.

Without a moment’s pause, Liu Qingyu stomped the ground and surged forward like a storm.

She could never stand idly by—she had to lend Jiang Ye a hand.

But what she feared most was that she would be too late.

Cheng Yuan was only ten meters from Jiang Ye; for a primordial martial artist, that distance was no more than one or two breaths.

All she could do now was pray that Elder Jiang could hold on just a little longer.

“Flame of Catastrophe Finger!”

The instant Cheng Yuan caught up to Jiang Ye, his grotesque, twisted old face twisted into a chilling, lethal killing intent.

His turbulent primordial fire Gang surged violently into his fingertip, coalescing into a blinding dark-red glow, which he drove straight toward Jiang Ye’s forehead.

Shhh—

Merely the aura of the strike seemed to pierce through empty space, capable of piercing through anything.

Flame of Catastrophe Finger—a top-tier martial art, and Cheng Yuan’s ultimate technique.

Last time, he used this finger to pierce through the lower half of a reckless elder from Qingyun Sect, leaving him permanently crippled.

This time, he was even more ruthless.

He aimed straight for Jiang Ye’s forehead.

If this finger struck true, Jiang Ye would have ten lives and still die.

Facing this terrifying killing technique, Jiang Ye’s face showed not a trace of fear—still as calm as ever.

Yet inside him, the Five Elements true qi had already begun to gather.

At that exact moment—

“You bastard!!!”

A thunderous cold roar rolled in, shaking Dongfeng with tremors.

Immediately after—

A white-gold primordial Gang surged like a spectral serpent across the void, precisely intercepting between Cheng Yuan’s Flame of Catastrophe Finger and Jiang Ye’s forehead, opening a fanged maw to clamp down on the dark-red fingertip.

The next instant—

Boom—!!

Dark-red firelight and white-gold brilliance collided violently in midair, unleashing a gale-like shockwave that swept outward in all directions.

Grass and trees within a hundred meters were uprooted and shredded into dust.

When the dust settled, Jiang Ye still stood in place, not an inch moved.

Before him stood a figure clad in plain white robes—unseen moments before.

Lu Guizhou stood with hands behind his back, his usually cheerful old face now sharp with sternness.

Cheng Yuan, by contrast, staggered back seven or eight steps before barely steadying himself...

The finger that had just gathered a lethal technique now bled profusely—skin split, blood trickling slowly down the knuckles, the bone bent at an unnatural angle.

Clearly, he had suffered a heavy blow in that collision.

At this sight, Zhu Junwen and Shi Jian atop the peak turned pale simultaneously.

They exchanged glances, each reading the same uncontainable shock in the other’s eyes.

They had truly believed Cheng Laogui was about to succeed.

Even if he’d later be punished severely, at least he’d have gotten his revenge.

They never imagined the Enforcement Hall’s Lu Guizhou would arrive so fast.

This was clearly suspicious.

How could it be so fast, so coincidental...

“Has Tianqing Sect allied with Lu Guizhou?!”

The same thought flashed through both their minds.

That meant Cheng Laogui was in for a massive reckoning today.

Both secretly felt relieved they hadn’t been swept away by rage and acted rashly.

Once you broke sect rules, the Enforcement Hall held all the authority to judge.

“Huh...”

Liu Qingyu, who had been filled with anxiety, finally exhaled deeply, releasing a fragrant, orchid-like breath.

Her full chest rose and fell heavily with several deep breaths, the taut string of her heart finally relaxing.

But immediately, another thought—shattering her composure—rose uncontrollably.

“Could all of this... have been part of Elder Jiang’s plan all along...?”

She stared blankly at the suddenly appearing Lu Guizhou, then at the gray-robed figure who had remained calm throughout—her mind churning, unable to settle.

She recalled how Jiang Ye, before ascending the mountain, had specifically ordered Lu Ming to summon Elder Lu from the Enforcement Hall to “watch a good show.”

That meant...

From the very beginning, Elder Jiang had foreseen this exact scene.

At this moment, Jiang Ye’s figure had become as inscrutable as mist to Liu Qingyu.

“Thank you, Elder Lu, for intervening in time to uphold sect order!”

Jiang Ye bowed respectfully to Lu Guizhou, his expression calm.

Lu Guizhou first glanced up at the peak.

There, the lingering heat from the firewave still scorched the air; rocks were charred and cracked.

Especially the sight of Zhu Junwen and Shi Jian—two primordial martial artists—whose robes were burned to tatters, disheveled and humiliated, was plain to see.

He slowly lowered his gaze to Jiang Ye, a knowing smile creeping onto his face:

“Little Jiang, that was quite the show.”

When Lu Ming had come to the Enforcement Hall with the token to summon him, he hadn’t taken it seriously.

He’d just had free time, and remembered Jiang Ye had helped him secure many achievements last time, so he’d come along out of convenience.

After all, an old man his age truly enjoyed a good spectacle.

To be honest, he never imagined it at all.

That a mere Qi Condensation martial artist could orchestrate something this grand.

Snatching all six strands of primordial energy from three primordial martial artists, then retreating to Dongfeng unscathed.

This courage, this calculation, this power—

Even the top three prodigies on the Upper Sect’s True Disciple Rankings, back when they were in Qi Condensation, might not have achieved this.