Chapter 10: No, It's Got to Be More Extreme...
Xin Hongyi.
She was known throughout the academy as a genius.
Hailing from the Huoxin Clan, one of the three major secretive clans in the Southern Region.
And secretive they were, with their true origins shrouded in mystery.
Throughout the Southern Region, nobody dared to provoke them, for those who had grievances with the secretive clans in the past had been wiped out completely...
Yet now, Xin Hongyi had been defeated at the hands of Ye Qiubai.
On the other hand, Ye Qiubai, wielding a wooden sword, clad in white robes, moved gracefully, appearing calm and unruffled as if he had suffered no damage whatsoever.
A complete defeat!
Xin Hongyi's face turned pale.
During the moments when she employed the technique of the Profound-Rank Treasure Sword and the blood sacrifice method, she was directly suppressed by Ye Qiubai's single sword.
This indicated that the disparity in their strength was extremely significant.
Like a chasm!
Xin Hongyi let out a bitter laugh. At this moment, she realized the gap between herself and Ye Qiubai. It was no wonder that back then, Lu Changsheng had chosen him over her.
"I lost."
Shakily rising to her feet, she clasped her fists and said, "But I will surpass you. I will continue to challenge you in the future."
Looking at Xin Hongyi's determined gaze, Ye Qiubai smiled and nodded, "I'll be ready whenever you are."
The elder of the Sword Hall resumed his seat, his expression complex, saying, "The future of this young man is limitless..."
Qin Tiannan looked at Lu Changsheng and chuckled, "Why, aren't you happy?"
Lu Changsheng replied, "Why should I be?"
With that, he rested his head on his hands, a contented look on his face, with a small leaf between his lips.
"Haha, you're just pretending, aren't you? But deep down, you must be pleased to see your disciple performing so well?"
Huh?
What am I pretending about?
Lu Changsheng looked helpless. He actually hoped that Ye Qiubai wouldn't attract too much attention. When the time came and the Grass Hall was crowded with people wanting to be his disciples, how would he teach them? He hadn't even figured out his own path of cultivation. If he taught them wrongly, wouldn't he be held responsible?
No way.
He had to make sure that Ye Qiubai kept a low profile in the future...
The disciples below showed expressions of astonishment.
Facing a talent like Xin Hongyi, who belonged to one of the secretive clans, and winning so easily.
Just how strong was he really?
Grass Hall.
This name had already begun to spread throughout the academy.
Ye Yan watched the scene with a grim expression, his fingers clenched tightly.
Even if he had tried to block that sword just now, there was absolutely no way he could have escaped unscathed!
Moreover, he felt an extremely dangerous aura within it!
Mind you, Ye Yan was in the Purple Mansion Realm!
After the Golden Core Realm came the Purple Mansion Realm.
With just one major realm difference, would he really be able to withstand that sword?
The answer was already evident from the terrified look on Ye Yan's face.
Ye Qiubai...
He had truly returned!
The brilliance shone even brighter!
On the side, Huo Qingming watched this scene with a smile. "This won't be so boring anymore."
"Why, are you going to challenge Ye Qiubai?" Lin Ce, the fan-wielding man beside him, chuckled. "You're clearly bullying the weak and disregarding martial ethics."
Hu Qingming glanced at Ye Yan beside him and said helplessly, "I owe a favor to the elder of the Ye Family."
Then, his tone changed, and he looked at Lin Ce beside him with a grin. "Lin Ce, this time, I'll definitely break through your formation, as tough as a turtle shell!"
Lin Ce shook his fan with a smile. "We'll see."
Obviously, they didn't take Ye Qiubai to heart, given the disparity in their realms.
A mere Golden Core Peak like Ye Qiubai wasn't worth their attention at all.
On the side, Ye Yan hurriedly asked, "Brother Huo, why not take action now?"
Huo Qingming glanced at him with disdain, a hint of impatience in his tone. "I will naturally take action when the time comes."
Meanwhile, on the high platform.
Ye Qiubai stood with his sword, and for a moment, no one dared to step forward to challenge him.
On the other five high platforms, people had also started scrambling to ascend.
Watching this scene from the side, Lu Changsheng couldn't help but feel satisfied. "Hmm, this is good. It's best if no one challenges him. It will reduce the competition."
Qin Tiannan: "..."
The elders: "..."
But Ye Qiubai didn't think the same way.
Why isn't anyone coming up?
Have they all been intimidated?
This won't do!
The Grass Hall needs to become more famous. That way, I can have more junior brothers and sisters. Otherwise, Master will make me cook again...
Thinking of this, Ye Qiubai chuckled lightly and shouted, "What's the matter, no one dares to come up? Are disciples from other halls this incompetent?"
Instantly, Lu Changsheng was dumbfounded.
Qin Tiannan and the elders couldn't help but suppress their laughter.
The disciples below heard his words and couldn't help but be furious.
"Are people from the Grass Hall so arrogant?"
"I'll come and test your skills!"
With that, a man wielding a large axe leaped onto the stage.
"This person is at the Half-Step Purple Mansion level, from the Martial Hall!"
The man with the large axe said grimly, "I am at the Half-Step Purple Mansion level, which is already an advantage for me. You can make the first move."
Ye Qiubai raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. In an instant, his body disappeared from where it was.
He transformed into a streak of sword light, shooting out!
The man's face changed in shock, but he didn't care about what he had said earlier. He fiercely swung the large axe downwards.
As if splitting Mount Tai!
Ye Qiubai's expression remained unchanged as he abruptly slashed with his wooden sword.
It clashed with the formidable axe!
Boom!
A loud noise reverberated from the high platform!
Accompanying the noise was the falling of the axe!
Under the terrified gaze of the man, Ye Qiubai advanced with his wooden sword!
The sword landed on his neck. Just a little more and he could be killed!
"I... I lose."
Ye Qiubai sheathed his sword.
"Can he still crush opponents of a higher level..."
"Are disciples from the Grass Hall truly this terrifying?"
"I'm afraid only disciples at the Purple Mansion level can defeat Ye Qiubai and knock him off the high platform..."
However, when the next Purple Mansion level early-stage disciple stepped onto the stage.
They understood how terrifying Ye Qiubai's strength was.
Although he didn't stroll around leisurely like before, after using the first move of the Demonic Nine Swords, the Purple Mansion disciple couldn't resist!
Ye Yan watched this scene, his palms clenched, veins bulging.
Although he was at the early stage of the Purple Mansion, seeing someone of equal strength being easily defeated by Ye Qiubai made him panic.
"Ye Qiubai! I must kill you here today!"
"Brother Huo, can you take action now?"
Ye Yan turned his head and looked at Huo Qingming, who stood with his arms crossed.
Huo Qingming's expression soured, but he nodded now. "People from the Grass Hall are indeed getting arrogant."
With that, he stomped heavily on the ground, and the bulging muscles burst out with astonishing force!
Falling heavily in front of Ye Qiubai!
"That's..."
"Huo Qingming of the Martial Hall, Mid-stage Purple Mansion!"
"It seems that Ye Qiubai's winning streak ends here..."