Chapter 216: Three Purposes

Shi Hao shouted: "Senior Gui Feng, save me!"

That voice carried a hint of panic, yet also a trace of determination.

In an instant.

The tiger-backed, bear-waisted Senior Gui Feng behind him rose like a mountain from the earth, stepped forward, and stood firmly before Shi Hao.

Gui Feng's silhouette was like an unshakable giant peak, emanating a chilling aura that made one feel awe.

Li Mu's qi-sword, wrapped with anger and disappointment, thrust forward with a sharp whistling.

The sword blade flickered with an icy cold light.

That was the power condensed from his years of cultivation, carrying his frustration that Shi Hao was unwilling to become strong.

But facing this fierce attack, Gui Feng merely narrowed his eyes slightly.

In that expression lay contempt and disdain.

It seemed Li Mu's attack was like an ant trying to shake a tree, not worth mentioning.

As Li Mu approached, Gui Feng's aura suddenly shifted.

The previously calm surrounding space instantly became like boiling water, violently churning.

Immediately after.

His burly frame gave a violent shake, and a low, muffled sound emanated from within him.

A massive, terrifying force surged and exploded from within him, like a slumbering ancient beast awakening, releasing endless pressure.

Li Mu's qi-sword, condensed with anger and disappointment, before this force proved as fragile as a glass sword, shattering inch by inch.

Each fragment fluttered in midair, emitting a clear sound, like a despairing wail.

Moreover, this force's momentum did not wane, carrying an aura capable of destroying heaven and earth.

It directly slammed heavily onto Li Mu's body.

Wa!

A piercing, tragic cry tore through the sky.

It echoed in the air above the quiet Qingyun Sect training ground.

It lingered for a long time without fading.

Li Mu's whole body was like a kite with its string cut, flying backward uncontrollably.

His body traced an arc in the air, kicking up dust.

Immediately, as he crashed heavily to the ground, a cloud of dust rose.

A mouthful of blood uncontrollably spurted from his mouth, splashing a shocking bloodstain on the ground.

Seeing his master beaten, Shi Hao's face instantly filled with a fawning smile.

That smile was as bright as spring blossoms, yet tinged with obsequiousness.

He flattered: "Senior Gui Feng truly lives up to his reputation; such strength truly opens my eyes!"

"With just a casual strike, Senior Gui Feng made that overconfident person taste bitterness; from now on, I will closely follow the senior and learn more profound skills."

Shi Hao's words were full of reverence and reliance on Gui Feng, as if he had completely forgotten everything he once had in the Qingyun Sect.

Immediately, Shi Hao turned his head to look at the Qingyun Sect crowd, a cold smile on his face.

That smile was like winter frost, chilling to the bone.

He sneered: "I was truly blind before, actually taking you, such an incompetent lot, as my master."

"This is practically a major blot on my glorious path!"

"Look at you—now, before Senior Gui Feng, you are utterly unable to withstand a single blow."

"What have you actually taught me all these years?"

"Fortunately, from now on we have no master-disciple relationship; I finally no longer need to be dragged down by you!"

"My future will be bright, while you are merely a joke on my life's journey."

Hearing Shi Hao's sharp, sarcastic mockery, Li Mu felt another surge of qi and blood.

It felt as if countless ants were gnawing at his heart.

His hands clenched tightly, knuckles whitening from force, his body trembling slightly from anger.

Unable to bear it any longer, he spat another mouthful of blood, which fell onto the ground before him.

He looked at Shi Hao, his eyes full of disappointment and anguish—once that diligent, eager, humble, and polite disciple.

Now he had become so alien, so chilling to his heart.

The two elders beside Li Mu could no longer suppress their anger.

They exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with resolve.

That gaze seemed to say: today, no matter what, they would make Shi Hao pay for his actions.

Then one elder stepped forward and coldly said: "Damn thing! How dare you be so rebellious, disregarding your superiors!"

"Do you still remember your oath when you joined? During your time in the Qingyun Sect, you enjoyed the sect's resources, yet now you repay kindness with betrayal."

"Today we will act on heaven's behalf and properly punish you, this traitor!"

As his words fell.

The two each produced their treasures.

One elder's hand appeared with a wholly jade-green long sword.

The blade was covered in mysterious runes that flickered with a dark green light, exuding an ancient and powerful aura.

The other elder produced a golden shield.

The shield's surface flowed with light, like a golden ocean, its edges razor‑sharp, akin to a blade.

The two treasures blazed with light, illuminating the surrounding space, and shot toward Shi Hao in a fierce attack.

Facing this fierce attack, Shi Hao showed no trace of panic.

He still wore a calm, carefree expression, as if everything was within his expectations.

He said leisurely: "Senior Gui Feng, please trouble yourself to teach them a lesson again, so they know the consequences of offending me."

"I, Shi Hao, am not someone to be bullied; whoever dares to block my path will have to pay a heavy price."

Gui Feng didn't waste words, merely letting out a cold snort that sounded like a thunderclap exploding in the air.

Immediately his fists danced, as if countless invisible air currents in the air were pulled by him, forming two fist shadows containing boundless power.

Wherever the fist shadows passed, space seemed to be distorted, emitting a "hissing" sound.

The two elders who had been charging at Shi Hao hadn't even gotten close before being struck by those two terrifying forces.

Their bodies were hit as if by a heavy hammer, and the whole person flew out like a torn sack.

After rolling several times in the air, they crashed down in a sorry state before the Grand Elder.

After landing, the two elders struggled to rise, but found their bodies wracked with pain, unable to move at all.

Their eyes were filled with reluctance and shock; they never expected Gui Feng's strength to be so terrifying.

Even though the two of them joined forces, they had no power to resist him.

Seeing this, several more Qing Yun Sect elders could not hold back and wanted to intervene.

Some of them had already begun to gather spiritual power, preparing to cast spells.

Others gripped their weapons tightly, eyes resolute.

Just as they were about to act, the Grand Elder raised his hand to stop them.

The Grand Elder's expression was grave, his brows tightly furrowed, as he slowly said: "You are not his match; don't throw away your lives."

"Gui Feng's strength is unfathomable; if we act rashly, we will only sacrifice ourselves in vain."

Then everyone stopped, but each person's eyes showed a resolute determination, as if declaring that if Gui Feng dared to act recklessly again, they would fight to the end without hesitation.

At this moment, the Grand Elder suppressed his anger, looked calmly at Shi Hao and Gui Feng, and asked: "You have gone to such trouble—what exactly do you want?"

"Shi Hao, you were once a member of the Qing Yun Sect; why are you now so ruthless?"

The Grand Elder's voice was deep and steady; although he felt angry inside, his many years of experience kept him calm.

Shi Hao's lips curled slightly, revealing a cold smile, as he said coldly: "Today I have come mainly for three things."