Chapter 112: Immobilization Curse

This guy held the Talisman in both hands, paid his respects to heaven and earth, then bit his index finger and smeared it across the Paper Talisman, chanting incantations in his mouth. A moment later, with a boom, the Paper Talisman in his hand vanished. At the same time the Paper Talisman vanished, Wang Qi let out a violent shout, looking imposing and majestic.

"Not bad, an Immobilization Curse?" Chen Yu looked at Wang Qi playfully.

"I told you earlier that my master is a high-level expert, why didn't you believe me?" Wang Qi sneered, pointed his right hand forward, and let out a violent shout.

With a boom, two strands of Primordial Qi formed in his hand and struck toward Chen Yu.

These two Talismans were things Wang Qi had begged his master for with great difficulty. By using his own fresh blood and that bit of meager Spiritual Power to activate them, he could make the person before him stiffen, unable to move at all.

Today, in order to show off in front of Zhao Zhong, he painfully used his True Qi to fuse these two Talismans.

As the two strands of Original Power struck out, Wang Qi's palm caused the air to distort, locking onto Chen Yu in an instant.

Zhao Zhong, on the side, was overjoyed. He laughed loudly and said, "Chen Yu, do you know what a high-level expert is? The Wang Qi before you is one. Let's see if you die today."

Before his voice had even faded, Chen Yu swiped out with a palm. The Immobilization Curse's Original Power was split apart by his strike, and with two bangs, they struck Zhao Zhong and Wang Qi respectively.

Bang, bang... with two muffled groans, Wang Qi and Zhao Zhong's bodies stiffened, standing right where they were.

"With just this bit of strength, you dare to show off your meager skills before me?" Chen Yu smiled.

"Who exactly are you? Why couldn't my master's Immobilization Curse hurt you?" Wang Qi's body was stiff, unable to move at all, his face full of panic.

"Who is your master?" Chen Yu glanced at him.

"My master is Duan Tianming, whose reputation is known throughout all the surrounding cities. You should cut off your own legs today, otherwise, if my master takes action, none of your friends or family will have it easy."

"So it's him, I know him." Chen Yu smiled, and suddenly, he slapped Wang Qi across the face.

Slap... Wang Qi spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his head smashing heavily onto the ground, having an intimate contact with the floor.

He had hit his head quite hard, and it took him a long time to react while lying on the ground. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mist of blood; the Immobilization Curse was broken.

Holding his bloodied head, he roared, "Chen Yu, my master will definitely kill you, he definitely will."

"Then go ahead and have him come." Chen Yu sneered and kicked out.

Wang Qi flew straight out. He landed on his knees with a thud, clutching his nearly displaced internal organs as he twisted in pain.

"I was wondering whose disciple it was, having such a big mouth; so it's Duan Tianming?" Chen Yu grinned: "Even if your master came, he would have to respectfully call me 'Sir'. What kind of thing are you, daring to speak to me like this?"

"Chen Yu..." Wang Qi stared at Chen Yu angrily, a hiss coming from his throat: "I will find my master and have him wipe out your entire clan."

Chen Yu glanced at Wang Qi, murderous intent suddenly appearing in his eyes. His figure flashed, and he suddenly appeared beside Wang Qi, grabbing him by the throat and lifting his whole body up.

"Do you believe it? Right now, killing you is as simple as killing a chicken." Chen Yu said coldly.

"If you dare to kill me, my master will capture your soul and make you a wandering ghost for the rest of your life. Chen Yu, you will never understand how a sorcerer can play you to death; be careful when you drink water from now on." Wang Qi laughed miserably.

Murderous intent flashed in Chen Yu's eyes, and his right hand moved, about to finish this guy off directly.

"Mr. Chen, please show mercy." Suddenly, an anxious voice came over.

An old man hurried over; he was none other than Wang Qi's master, Duan Tianming. Previously, when Chen Yu was treating Huang Yiqiang's grandfather, Chen Yu had pointed out Duan Tianming's Killing Tribulation and said he would help him pass the Killing Tribulation safely.

Chen Yu glanced at Duan Tianming, then flicked his right hand, throwing Wang Qi onto the ground.

This guy lay on the ground, struggling for a long time before climbing up. He knelt halfway on the ground and cried out: "Master, even reporting your name was useless; this Chen Yu completely doesn't put you in his eyes."

"It doesn't matter if I'm hurt, but Master's prestige cannot be damaged because of this. Master must teach him a lesson so he remembers this."

"Is this the disciple you taught?" Chen Yu pointed at Wang Qi and sneered: "I've really seen something new today, heh, is your Xuanji Sect's sect rule to bully others by relying on power?"

"I'm sorry Mr. Chen, it is my failure in teaching. Please rest assured, I will definitely teach this bastard a good lesson." Duan Tianming bowed and apologized repeatedly.

"Master, he, who is he?" Wang Qi was dumbfounded.

He was clear about how famous his master Duan Tianming was. Local dignitaries and nobles had to look at Duan Tianming's mood if they wanted to befriend him, and he himself was a member of the National I-Ching Association. No matter where he went, no matter how prominent the other party's status was, they had to treat him with courtesy.

But who was Chen Yu? How could he make his master treat him with such respect?

"Rebellious disciple..." Duan Tianming stared at Wang Qi angrily. Suddenly, he stepped forward, his hands moving in succession, striking several fingers onto Wang Qi's body.

Wang Qi felt a pain in his body, and then True Qi rapidly drained from his dantian.

Pfft... a puff of white gas surged from the top of his head, and then he collapsed limply to the ground.

"Mas, Master, why?" Wang Qi looked at Duan Tianming in disbelief.

Just now, Duan Tianming had destroyed his Dao Foundation and broken his five arts; his dantian had already been ruined, and he would never be able to practice metaphysics again.

"My Xuanji Sect takes upholding the Heavenly Dao as its duty, and practicing the Great Dao of Metaphysics is also done with a heart to save the world, not to act recklessly by relying on one's meager cultivation." Duan Tianming said angrily: "Talking about wiping out someone's clan at every turn, who do you think you are?"

"But, you can't destroy me either! Why, why? Do you not know how hard it was for me to reach Spiritual Aperture Initial Enlightenment?" Wang Qi shrieked heart-rendingly.

He had the Destiny Lone Star fate, cursing his parents, relatives, and friends since childhood. None of the people around him had a good end, so no matter where he went, he was spurned by others.

Fortunately, Duan Tianming had defied the Heavenly Mystery and changed his Life Palace Five Numbers. Seeing that he had good natural talent and was diligent and eager to learn, he took him as a disciple, which allowed him to stand tall in front of everyone.

But his good days hadn't lasted long before he started getting arrogant. Even though he had talent, he had now provoked Chen Yu, and Duan Tianming had no choice but to abolish his cultivation.

"I am saving you, rebellious disciple." Duan Tianming said angrily: "From now on, the bond between you and me as master and disciple is severed. Do not call yourself a successor of the Xuanji Sect again. Go."

Wang Qi looked ashen. He slowly stood up and dragged his broken body away without saying a word.

"Mr. Chen, I failed to teach my disciple well, I am truly sorry. Now that he has received the punishment he deserves, I hope Mr. Chen will spare his life." Duan Tianming sighed.