Killing with a Howl
The cunning elder immediately lashed out at Qing Xiaoyue for causing unnecessary trouble, only for Lin Xu to coolly back her. Of course, that led to others lashing out and assuming Lin Xu was trying to recruit a disciple at such an important event. Knowing she had a strong backer, Lin Xu was confident she could easily climb the stairs. Thus, he pointed to the stairs – much to the chagrin of the others – and said, “Xiaoyue, show them.”
Xiaoyue nodded and began to climb. She felt pressure on her first step, but it was negligible. She stepped up again and again to the old daoists’ astonishment. When she stepped onto the fourth step and felt the faint pressure, she punched the air, scattering it. Up she went to the eighth step, when a faint cloud appeared.
Yang Tian performed a finger jab, pulling Qing Xiaoyue back down. Her body had totally transformed already after using a precious herb to recover her vitality; therefore, it wasn’t even a challenge for her.
White-haired elder: “Where did you find her?”
Lin Xu quietly said, “We have an adept present. Mind your manners.”
“What?!” The white-haired elder looked around and settle his gaze on Yang Tian.
Noticing an old lady checking her out, Qing Xiaoyue clapped her hands and nervously asked, “What do you want?”
The lady cheerfully replied, “How about being my disciple?”
All the other daoists from other schools started to throw out offers, only for Qing Xiaoyue to grab Yang Tian’s arm and reply, “No thank you. Brother Yang Tian will teach me.”
Eyes on Yang Tian, everyone frowned. Judging him to not be a cultivator, they found Qing Xiaoyue’s statement ridiculous.
Wudang’s patriarch: “Don’t let the beauty’s talent go to waste. As her brother, you should prioritise her future. Let me teach her, and you enjoy the glory.”
Yang Tian shook his head. “It’s up to her who she chooses. Why are you casting the responsibility on me?”
“Watch your manners when speaking to Patriarch!” The youth had no idea what was going on, but he was angry.
“Stop!” Wudang’s patriarch stopped his disciple. How was he supposed to take her in if they killed her brother?
The youth replied, “Shifu, let me teach him a lesson. Let me show him Wudang’s skills!”
The youth, who was at Warrior Realm, launched a palm strike from behind Yang Tian. He was close to landing the attack, but he suddenly froze in the middle of the air. Yang Tian shook his head. “I’m disappointed a cultivator would attempt to kill a mere mortal.”
“It is a misunderstanding. My disciple was rash,” explained Wudang’s patriarch. “Why did you attack him? Did I not teach you to treat everyone equally? Apologise.”
Yang Tian smiled and bowed his head. “You are a tolerant and understanding gentleman, Patriarch. This one would like to express his admiration and respect.”
The deputy patriarch said, “Who just attacked? Release my disciple.”
The youth went reeling back.
A pair raced over. The middle-aged woman, who was the leader, trained her gaze on Qing Xiaoyue and yelled, “What? She hit you?!”
“Yes, Senior Sister.” Chen Li pointed to Qing Xiaoyue.
The woman howled, “How dare you?!”
The woman and three others dashed toward Qing Xiaoyue. Yang Tian scoffed and dropped a large hand on them, stopping them in their tracks. “Had enough? Are trying to force me into granting you death wishes?”
Everyone was stunned.
A pretty girl in white lunged forward and threw a dual palm strike at Yang Tian.
Yang Tian: “Again?!”
Yang Tian restrained the girl with his energy.
Chen Li scowled. “How dare you restrain us?! Have you any idea where you are?!”
Yang Tian coldly swept his gaze over and fired a lightning bolt at Chen Li. He slammed his hand down again, forcing all four to cough blood. A cold breeze swept through the area, sending chills down spines after witnessing him kill Chen Li with just a glare.
Yang Tian peered into the sky and brayed, “Come out!”
Yang Tian’s voice yanked the individual in black down from the sky. The individual died upon crash landing. Nobody ever realised someone was hiding up there.
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