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At that moment, the people from Fuyuan Trading Company and the Su Family arrived.
Su Linglong pulled Zhao Yu along, with Drunkard and Sufuyuan flanking them, rushing over in haste.
Seeing Wei Chen unharmed, both Zhao Yu and Drunkard let out a sigh of relief. Zhao Yu's uncle Sufuyuan, along with Su Linglong, scrutinized Wei Chen closely.
However, when they noticed something was off—the two corpses lying beneath Wei Chen—they gasped in unison.
"What happened?" Su Linglong asked in astonishment.
Zhao Yu and Drunkard also spotted the two bodies. Zhao Yu's face lit up with a smile, while Drunkard sighed, "Why does the Jin Family have to stir up trouble? Wei Chen has killed Spirit Realm Experts before in the Fate Soul Realm; they are just too overconfident."
The group watched from a distance without intervening. The three heads of Fuyuan Trading Company understood that this was not a matter for the Su Family to get involved in. Seeing that Wei Chen was fine and had slain Jincheng and Jin Quan, both Zhao Yu and Drunkard felt reassured, confident that Wei Chen would come through.
Su Linglong murmured, "How is this possible?"
Since Zhao Yu was not a virgin, Su Linglong had significant reservations about Wei Chen. Yet the scene before her left her in a daze.
Wu Yi glanced at Yang Cheng, wanting to ask him to take action, but seeing Yang Cheng's grim expression, he hesitated to speak. The atmosphere grew tense and quiet.
Just then, a loud roar shattered the silence.
"Who is Wei Chen? You killed two of Old Man's disciples; come out if you dare!" An old man flew in furiously, shouting with rage.
"Old Man Ji is here!" Drunkard's face showed concern upon seeing the old man.
"Uncle, there's no need to worry. If Wei Chen dares to come alone, he must have confidence; he's not reckless," Zhao Yu said with a light laugh.
"Let’s hope so." Drunkard knew well how formidable Old Man Ji was. Su Linglong and Sufuyuan also turned their attention toward Wei Chen and Old Man Ji.
Wei Chen looked at the approaching old man and shook his head with a smile. "Old Fellow, I am Wei Chen. But at your age, you should be at home tending to flowers or something; why come out here?"
"Good lad, you've got guts! You killed Old Man's disciples; blood debts must be repaid with blood." As soon as Old Man Ji finished speaking, the Sky Bird Pavilion Master arrived with two experts. He laughed heartily and said, "Old Man Ji, your four disciples have committed many wrongs and were killed by this friend of mine—this is great news for Eryuan City! If you want trouble, feel free to come at me."
The Sky Bird Pavilion Master finished speaking and cupped his fists towards Wu Yi. "Young Master Wu, today the Feathered Pavilion has come solely for Old Man Ji. Wei Chen has helped us with a matter that you are aware of, and we at the Feathered Pavilion mean no disrespect to you. If you wish to kill Wei Chen, we will not interfere, but Old Man Ji is another matter."
Wu Yi's face was cold, his icy gaze fixed fiercely on the Sky Bird Pavilion Master, filled with rage.
Yet he could only nod, secretly adding the Feathered Pavilion to his list of forces that must be eradicated.
The Sky Bird Pavilion Master did not look at Wei Chen; given the current situation, it was indeed inappropriate to speak with him. The fact that he could come to confront Old Man Ji was already a significant gesture.
"Thank you, Your Excellency, but that old man wants to kill me. You need not worry; just watch from the sidelines," Wei Chen said lightly, not wanting to owe anyone a favor.
The Sky Bird Pavilion Master turned to Wei Chen and shook his head. "Friend, do not be stubborn."
"To cultivate disciples like the Four Great Villains, one must not be a good person themselves. If I can rid the world of such harm once more, why not?" Wei Chen's gaze was resolute as the Sky Bird Pavilion Master cupped his fists and stepped aside.
The crowd was astonished. Someone was willing to take on Old Man Ji for you and save you some effort—wasn't that a good thing? Did he prefer to be worn down by attrition?
"Arrogance will never lead to greatness," Su Linglong scoffed.
"Just watch; that old man is going to die," Zhao Yu said, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she looked at Wei Chen and countered Su Linglong.
When Old Man Ji saw the Sky Bird Pavilion Master and two Spirit Realm experts arrive, he sensed trouble. He realized he wouldn't be able to kill Wei Chen, but he never expected Wei Chen would take the initiative to fight back—such ignorance of his own limits!
"What a noble cause to rid the world of harm! Old Man Ji will see what abilities you have to do so!"
Old Man Ji shouted, flipping his palm to reveal a chain as thick as a bowl. The clanking sound of metal colliding was particularly jarring. Then, with a powerful swing of his right arm, the chain spun in the air, coiling around itself. A mighty Soul Power surged from Old Man Ji's body into the chain, causing it to extend endlessly and form a cage.
"Soul Lock Chain!"
Old Man Ji flew forward swiftly, throwing out the chain cage and enveloping Wei Chen within it.
"Why isn’t he dodging?" The Drunkard exclaimed in alarm upon seeing Wei Chen trapped by the cage. Old Man Ji's first move was his strongest Soul Technique—how could Wei Chen remain so calm? It seemed as if he was intentionally standing still!
Zhao Yu also showed concern on her face, though her worries were far less intense than those of the Drunkard.
"Dead as a doornail," Su Linglong said coldly.
Zhao Yu looked at Su Linglong with dissatisfaction and exclaimed, "Mother, how can you say such things?"
Su Linglong merely scoffed a few times without responding.
At that moment, the chains grew longer and thicker, enveloping Wei Chen entirely, leaving no one able to see what he was doing.
"Fifth-Rank high-level Soul Technique, truly formidable," Wei Chen thought as he found himself completely bound, with not a single gap to escape. The immense pressure made it difficult for him to breathe.
"But this level of Soul Technique can't hold me!" Wei Chen sneered inwardly and shouted, "Break!"
Everyone's eyes widened in anticipation of how Wei Chen would break free.
But they saw nothing; the chain cocoon suddenly exploded, shattering into pieces. Wei Chen's figure appeared in midair, looking down with extreme disdain at Old Man Ji.
Old Man Ji was struck by backlash, spitting out blood in shock. "How could you break my chains?"
"Go to hell and ask," Wei Chen replied.
The crowd only heard Wei Chen's voice, and when they turned to look at him, he had already vanished!
In an instant, Wei Chen reappeared behind Old Man Ji, his right hand curled into a claw as it plunged into Old Man Ji's back. Without pausing for a moment, Wei Chen swiftly withdrew his hand, holding a heart that pulsed slightly in his palm.
Old Man Ji fell to the ground as Wei Chen held the heart up and glanced at Yang Cheng beside Wu Yi. He coldly remarked, "Sixth Rank Pinnacle of Spiritual Wisdom expert, you really have patience! If you don't make a move soon, I might just leave."
Wei Chen gently squeezed his hand, causing the heart to explode and spray blood everywhere.
Witnessing this scene, everyone present felt their hair stand on end; cold sweat dripped down their backs as they were profoundly shaken.
Some even couldn't bear the gruesome sight and began to retch.
Wu Yi trembled in fear, unable to believe his eyes. How could Wei Chen be so powerful?
Yang Cheng watched silently, saying nothing. The aura of the Pinnacle of Spiritual Wisdom gradually emanated, a terrifying presence that made everyone realize that the real battle was about to begin; the previous three matches were merely an appetizer.
The Sky Bird Pavilion Master swallowed hard. The scene of Wei Chen killing Old Man Ji was too shocking. The ghostly speed he displayed made him think that if he were in that position, he would undoubtedly meet his end with just a moment's carelessness.
The Drunkard stared blankly at Wei Chen, his open palm still dripping with Old Man Ji's blood—the blood from a true heart!
Su Linglong gaped in fear, no longer daring to make any sarcastic remarks. She thought to herself, "If he can survive this, I won't have to worry about Yuer anymore."
Sufuyuan wore a similar expression, recalling his brother-in-law from years past. Wei Chen's momentum was strikingly similar to that of that fellow!
Fearless and relentless, he would slay all those who defied him! He would instill terror in his enemies and make both the doors and the Ancient Spirit Academy tremble before his might!
At this moment, Zhao Yu felt a surge of astonishment within him. "Wei Chen's strength is even greater than I imagined. Give me ten years, and I might not catch up to him."
"Can I truly control someone like him?" Zhao Yu felt disheartened. Would this young man, who had forcibly taken away his first love, genuinely care for him because of some so-called responsibility?
In the distance, Iron Crutch Li's expression froze in terror as the Black-Faced Sage quietly swallowed. How could that young man move so fast? The ruthlessness of his strikes rivaled that of any seasoned veteran!
"He could not have killed Old Man Sun and Sun Wen by chance; this performance is truly remarkable," the Black-Faced Sage said solemnly.
Iron Crutch Li nodded and looked toward Yang Cheng from afar. "With Yang Cheng here, it's unlikely he will survive today. The Pinnacle of Spiritual Wisdom is on an entirely different level than the Spirit Realm."
"Yes, unless something unexpected happens, that fellow is doomed. What a pity; such a stunning figure could have potentially reached the Soul Realm if he survived," the Black-Faced Sage sighed.
"Soul Realm? That's impossible. Back then, Ximen Duan swept through the Ling Sheng Dynasty and perhaps had a chance at the Soul Realm; this kid likely doesn't stand a chance," Iron Crutch Li countered.
The Black-Faced Sage pondered for a moment, seemingly agreeing with Iron Crutch Li's reasoning. The Soul Realm was an existence that loomed like a mountain peak. Ximen Duan reached the Human Soul Realm at eighteen and was hailed as the most promising candidate from the Ling Sheng Dynasty to break into the Soul Realm. In comparison, Wei Chen fell far short of Ximen Duan's caliber.
"It's a shame Ximen Duan inexplicably vanished; both Fuyuan Trading Company and the Su Family have kept silent about it, leaving it a mystery. If he were still around, our Ling Sheng Dynasty might have become the strongest Holy Dynasty in the Eastern Region due to his influence, claiming more resources," the Black-Faced Sage lamented. The Ling Sheng Dynasty had never seen a Tenth Rank Soul Realm Expert.
"Indeed, a once-great talent has fallen. Now we can only hope for Wei Chen," Iron Crutch Li said earnestly as he gazed at Wei Chen with hopeful eyes.
Yang Cheng's aura surged to its peak, the oppressive force of the Pinnacle of Spiritual Wisdom permeating the air, making it difficult for those beneath the Spirit Realm to breathe.
Wei Chen felt the weight of that pressure, his blood and energy stagnating. The Pinnacle of Spiritual Wisdom was indeed terrifying.
"You are talented, but you are not my match," Yang Cheng said, looking at Wei Chen with a calm demeanor.
Wei Chen shrugged and replied, "Even if I'm not your opponent, should I just stand here and let you kill me?"
"No," Yang Cheng said with a hint of a smile. "If you join the sect, I won’t kill you. We do not harm our own disciples."
"Shishu, he has insulted the sect!" Wu Yi exclaimed angrily.
"Enough!" Yang Cheng shouted, and without any visible movement, he unleashed a Soul Power slap that struck Wu Yi hard across the face.
"Are you done causing trouble? For your own selfish desires, you've stirred up such a mess. If your grandfather finds out, he won't spare you either. Do you think I don't see through your little schemes?" Yang Cheng sneered at Wu Yi before losing interest and turning back to Wei Chen. His expression softened as he spoke quietly, "Join the sect, and I will recommend you as the one hundred thirty-seventh disciple, my peer."
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room was stunned. Wasn't this supposed to be a battle? What was happening?
"Wei Chen has already joined our Ancient Spirit Academy, Yang Cheng. Your calculations are not as clever as you think," came a familiar voice. Wei Chen smiled as he turned toward the source of the voice—a strikingly handsome young man dressed in a bright red embroidered robe, riding a pure white eagle as he soared through the air.
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