Chapter 1828: A Ruthless Kill

One move!

Really just one move!

No fierce exchange, no dazzling martial techniques.

Just a single, gentle finger.

The disciples of various sects stood dumbfounded, staring in disbelief at the scene.

He Yuan's earlier bold words now became mindless bluster.

Is the Shangqing Sect really that strong?

This sentence, which had seemed so ridiculous before, was now proven true by Ye Yuan's strength.

The Shangqing Sect is very weak!

The huge commotion He Yuan had made seemed overly ostentatious in the face of Ye Yuan's casual demeanor.

Ye Yuan glanced indifferently at He Yuan, who lay collapsed on the ground, and said, "Your anger is so weak. I have things to do, so I'll be going."

With that, Ye Yuan moved and vanished from the arena, leaving the crowd staring in astonishment.

"This kid is so strong!"

"Is he really only ranked sixty-fourth? Could the Profound Realm Tablet be wrong?"

"Defeating He Yuan in one move—probably not many can do that, right?"

...

Below the stage, Yang Shen's expression was very unpleasant.

Ye Yuan's casual finger had slapped the Shangqing Sect's face resoundingly.

In the past ten thousand years, the Shangqing Sect had never suffered such a humiliating defeat.

Today, He Yuan had achieved that.

"Li Yiping, your match is next, right? We must get back this face!" Yang Shen said with a dark face.

The short-haired youth behind him straightened his expression and said, "Senior Brother Yang, rest assured. No matter how strong he is, he can't be a match for me!"

This Li Yiping ranked fifth among the eight disciples of the Shangqing Sect and was a strong expert at the mid-stage of Divine God Twofold Heaven.

He was far stronger than He Yuan.

It wasn't just talk that the Shangqing Sect had no weak members.

Even as the fifth-ranked, Li Yiping's strength was not inferior to the first or second of other sects.

Thus, he dared to boast.

...

In the alchemy room, Xiao Tong saw Ye Yuan return and showed a slight surprise.

"Faster than I expected!" Xiao Tong said.

The sleeping Treasure Pig suddenly flew up and plunged straight into Ye Yuan's arms, nuzzling its pig head incessantly.

Xiao Tong's face darkened, and he snorted coldly, "You stupid pig, all you know is eating!"

Treasure Pig poked its head out from Ye Yuan's arms and made faces at Xiao Tong.

Ye Yuan laughed, "That guy was too weak; one move settled it. Nothing interesting."

Xiao Tong's pupils contracted slightly, somewhat surprised by Ye Yuan's strength.

But soon, he became completely indifferent and said flatly, "The spiritual herbs are all prepared; you can start alchemy."

Ye Yuan laughed, "Haha, thanks a lot. Didn't expect you little brat to be quite useful."

Xiao Tong's face darkened, and he was about to explode, but remembering he couldn't beat Ye Yuan, he deflated like a punctured ball.

"Damn kid, once I recover my strength, I'll spank your butt until it's black and blue!"

Ye Yuan thought Xiao Tong was idle and bored, so he had him help organize the spiritual herbs and do some preparatory work for alchemy.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Tong was extremely meticulous in this work.

Since entering the Tongtian Realm, Ye Yuan had encountered this for the first time.

So he guessed that Xiao Tong's grandfather must be a very powerful alchemist.

Moreover, Ye Yuan discovered that Xiao Tong had profound insights into the Dao of alchemy.

Occasionally chatting about it gave Ye Yuan a sense of sudden enlightenment, which made Ye Yuan want to meet Xiao Tong's grandfather.

Once Ye Yuan started alchemy, he completely lost track of time.

It wasn't until three days later that Ye Yuan's alchemy was interrupted by Xu Yan.

"Elder Xu, what's the matter?" Ye Yuan asked curiously.

He had said not to disturb him during alchemy unless there were special circumstances.

If Xu Yan came to find him, something must have happened.

Xu Yan's expression was grim, and he said to Ye Yuan, "Go see Yi Qingxiang. I'm afraid he won't be able to participate in the subsequent matches. If there were any other way, I wouldn't have come to you."

Ye Yuan frowned, sensing something bad, and nodded, "Alright, I'll go take a look."

Yi Qingxiang had been carried back. When Ye Yuan saw him on the bed, he found it hard to look at.

Yi Qingxiang had been beaten too badly; his whole body was deformed.

Especially his face—his eyeballs were bulging out, making him almost unrecognizable.

With injuries of this degree, he could basically say goodbye to the subsequent matches.

Under normal circumstances, it would take at least eight or ten years to recover.

He frowned and asked Xu Yan, "Was it done by someone from the Shangqing Sect?"

No need to think; it must be that the Shangqing Sect felt they had lost face and deliberately took it out on Yi Qingxiang.

But they had gone too far.

In such a protracted battle, knowing how to protect oneself was also a strategy.

Generally, when the situation was hopeless, one would concede.

But obviously, the opponent didn't give him a chance to concede.

Xu Yan said angrily, "Yi Qingxiang was unlucky. In this round, he also encountered a Shangqing Sect disciple, their fourth-ranked Bian Ziqiu. The two were far apart in strength; Yi Qingxiang was no match from the start. Unexpectedly, that kid took advantage of Yi Qingxiang's inattention and dislocated his jaw, preventing him from speaking. Then Bian Ziqiu brutally beat Yi Qingxiang on the arena. If the kid hadn't been quick-witted, he would be dead by now."

The Huangling Assembly allowed killing; if there was no chance to concede, dying on the arena was permissible.

Ye Yuan's eyes narrowed, shooting out two cold glints.

Those guys from the Shangqing Sect had gone too far.

Although he and Yi Qingxiang had some grudges, unlike Qian Ye, Ye Yuan had no direct conflict with him.

Now, Yi Qingxiang wouldn't dare to do anything to him.

The Shangqing Sect's actions were clearly aimed at Ye Yuan.

Yi Qingxiang was just an innocent victim.

Ye Yuan hadn't expected that these guys would be so ruthless toward Yi Qingxiang for the sake of so-called face.

At this moment, Ye Yuan's anger was truly stirred.

"Don't worry, with me here, he won't die! He will also be on the field for the upcoming matches," Ye Yuan said solemnly.

Xu Yan's eyes showed a hint of surprise upon hearing this.

He had never seen an alchemist who could cure such severe injuries within a few days.

Since entering Shanglin Garden, Ye Yuan had been tinkering in the alchemy room every day. How strong his alchemy skills really were, Xu Yan had no idea.

"Senior Sister Baili, Senior Sister Jiang, if you encounter any Shangqing Sect disciples at Divine God Twofold Heaven in the future, it's best to concede directly. Otherwise, they might be ruthless to you too!" Ye Yuan said solemnly to the two.

Jiang Xueyan's expression changed, showing fear.

Baili Qingyan, however, was furious and said coldly, "Impossible! I want to see how strong the Shangqing Sect disciples really are!"

Seeing Baili Qingyan's resolute expression, Ye Yuan frowned, knowing he couldn't persuade her, and had to say, "Alright, but you must be careful!"