Chapter 105 - 104: The Mud That Can’t Be Propped Up Against the Wall!

Chapter 105: Chapter 104: The Mud That Can’t Be Propped Up Against the Wall!"I’m up!" In the midst of the laughter, a tall and sturdy disciple from the Fifth Layer Divine Gate Realm volunteered bravely, stepping out from the crowd and walking toward Ye Xuan with a face full of mockery. He said, "Someone like you, I could take on ten with just one hand!" Bang! As the disciple’s words hit the ground, his body was already sent flying out, crashing into earth a hundred meters away, rolling several times before coming to a halt. The entire place went silent. No one knew when Ye Xuan had appeared right at the spot where the disciple had stood just moments before, slowly lowering his right fist, calm in demeanor, sweeping his eyes over the crowd as he said with a smile, "Trash like this, I could take on a hundred with just one hand." These words seemed to be not just a response to what the disciple had just said but also a provocation to the other disciples. "This guy..." Qi Yunpei’s face slightly darkened, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes. Even he had almost failed to see Ye Xuan’s movements a moment ago. Ye Xuan’s speed was at its extreme, almost like instantaneous teleportation. This was definitely not a speed that belonged to the Divine Gate Realm! "Right, this guy is at the Divine Gate Realm, could it be he has awakened some kind of speed-type Spirit of the Void God Realm?" Qi Yunpei speculated internally. But he dismissed the thought quickly. Just speed alone was clearly not enough. Ye Xuan’s punch just now was also terrifyingly powerful, and there was nothing fancy about it, but the strength of that punch was certainly not something a cultivator in the Fourth Level Divine Gate Realm could possess. "Could it be that he has awakened a strength-speed type Fifth Rank Spirit of the Void God Realm beyond the Fifth Layer Heaven—the Wind Monkey Void Spirit?" Spirits of the Void God Realm vary, each excelling in specific domains. Awakening a corresponding Spirit endows a cultivator with a respective increase in strength. And to gauge the strength of the Spirits, one looks to which layer of heaven from the Void Divine Realm they originated. A Spirit from the First Layer Heaven is defined as a First Rank Spirit of the Void God Realm. A Spirit from the Second Layer Heaven is defined as a Second Rank Spirit of the Void God Realm. And so forth. Qi Yunpei, basing his judgment on Ye Xuan’s current realm and combining it with the speed and strength with which Ye Xuan had struck, felt that Ye Xuan must have awakened a Fifth Rank Spirit of the Void God Realm from the Fifth Layer Heaven—the Wind Monkey Void Spirit. This revelation shook Qi Yunpei. Typically, cultivators who could awaken a Fifth Rank Spirit of the Void God Realm were extraordinarily talented, often referred to as prodigies. At this time, Qi Yunpei suddenly recalled a rumor circulating within the Sect. It dated back to earlier times, when rumors claimed that Ye Xuan had killed Zhao Wenhai of the Daoist Platform Realm with a single punch. Back then, many didn’t believe it, and as Zhou Youwei had her Dual Divine Body awakening and the Heaven Suppressing Ancient Sect’s arrival, the incident was rarely mentioned, with nobody pursuing whether it was true or false. But at this moment, Qi Yunpei felt that it very well might be true! Based on the strength Ye Xuan demonstrated now, Qi Yunpei found it utterly baffling. ’What kind of secrets is this son-in-law hiding...’ Qi Yunpei thought to himself. Although he seldom involved himself in Sect affairs, he subtly noticed a change in the Emperor Immortal Sect’s attitude towards Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan’s reputation within the Emperor Immortal Sect seemed to be slowly changing. Even though the change wasn’t rapid, Qi Yunpei was keenly aware of it. And now, seeing the power Ye Xuan had displayed, he felt even more convinced of this shift. "Zhu Xiaofei, you really are worthless, aren’t you? You can’t even beat this trash?" The disciples from the Xuanyuan Peak rallied back to their senses. Rather than glaring at Ye Xuan in anger, they started laughing at the disciple Ye Xuan had sent flying. The disciple Ye Xuan had knocked away was named Zhu Xiaofei. At the moment, he struggled to get up but stopped, overwhelmed by a sharp pain in his chest—so painful it felt as though it would pierce through! That punch was too terrifying! He hadn’t even seen how Ye Xuan threw the punch. Now, hearing the mockery from his fellow disciples, Zhu Xiaofei gritted his teeth and said, "Shut it, if you’re so capable, why don’t you try?!" Damn it all! He never imagined he would kick an iron board! He had planned to show off his prowess, only to find this foolish son-in-law so formidable! Since he’d already been struck, he didn’t bother to rise and invite further humiliation. After taking that punch, Zhu Xiaofei knew Ye Xuan was not to be trifled with. To provoke him again would be the act of an idiot. He hadn’t joined the Xuanyuan Peak with grand aspirations of making a name for himself, and he certainly wouldn’t seek the limelight again. With these thoughts, Zhu Xiaofei laid back on the ground, resigning himself to inaction. Watching this, the other disciples showed contempt: "What a waste, lying there playing dead?!" "Who’s going to deal with this guy?" someone asked. As soon as these words were spoken, many people showed a look of fear. Especially those below the fifth layer of Divine Gate realm, they lowered their heads, not daring to look at Ye Xuan. Although they despised Zhu Xiaofei, no matter what, he was still of the fifth layer of the Divine Gate Realm, and now he was blown away by a single punch; if they went up, wouldn’t they fare even worse? If they couldn’t beat him, then why show their faces at all? However, disciples above the fifth layer of Divine Gate were somewhat eager to try. Even though Zhu Xiaofei was useless, they too were annoyed by Ye Xuan’s arrogant demeanor and wanted to go up and beat him up. But since even Zhu Xiaofei was defeated by a single punch, that means Ye Xuan’s strength was definitely more than just fourth level of Divine Gate Realm. After much deliberation, they didn’t rush to take action. If they acted rashly and failed, they would be the ones ridiculed later on. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a bunch of weak and useless trash," Ye Xuan sighed when no one dared to step forward, "If you ask me, it’s superfluous for you all to have joined the Xuanyuan Peak lineage; better to roll out of Emperor Immortal Sect sooner rather than later." He came to Xuanyuan Peak for two reasons: one was to see what Xuanyuan Peak had become, and the second was to help Xuanyuan Peak rise again. Back in the day, among the nine peaks of the Emperor Immortal Sect, he was fond of the atmosphere in Xuanyuan Peak. Ye Xuan felt nostalgic, so he chose Xuanyuan Peak. As for competing with people like Yang Jinchun, that was secondary; Ye Xuan didn’t take it too seriously. He was merely using this opportunity to teach those who were too hopeless to stand up straight a lesson, while also assessing whether Yang Jinchun and the others really had the ability. Frankly speaking, he was quite disappointed when he saw this group of disciples. Not even half as good as in the past! Simply unbearable to look at. But as an Emperor Master who had instructed countless invincible beings, Ye Xuan had seen a lot of hopeless mud that couldn’t be propped up against the wall, and he had managed to instruct quite a few of them. Even though these guys were useless now, he was confident enough to lead them to rise up. Now was the first step. To crush their past indifferent attitudes! "Do you realize what you are saying?" True to expectations, Ye Xuan’s words angered many of the disciples. Even Zhu Xiaofei, lying on the ground like a salted fish, perked up, frowning at Ye Xuan with a hostile look in his eyes. Searᴄh the Novelƒire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Ye Xuan’s mouth was really too foul, branding them so utterly worthless! Yes, the Xuanyuan Peak lineage was indeed the weakest among the peaks, but they had tried their best in the Nine Peaks Tournament; it was just that they couldn’t beat the others, what could they do about it? They didn’t want it to be this way either. Feeling the murderous intents, Ye Xuan remained unfazed, instead chuckling, "I said you’re just hopeless cases that can’t be propped up, and if I were filth like you, I would have buried myself somewhere by now to keep from stinking up the place." "You seem quite discontented, don’t you?" "If you’re dissatisfied, then come and fight me." "If you can’t even defeat me, then you’re truly the trash among trash, the dregs of dregs!" Ye Xuan stretched out his finger, hooking it towards the crowd. His demeanor was outrageously arrogant. "This is intolerable!" "Destroy this guy, later we’ll smash his mouth!" "Beat him to death!" "..." The originally lackluster three hundred plus Divine Gate Realm disciples suddenly carried a remarkable momentum at this moment, glaring at Ye Xuan, roaring with rage. They say youth is frivolous, and young people have hot blood. Though they were no longer youths, they were still young and, on hearing Ye Xuan’s insults, their competitive spirit was finally ignited. "Talking big is no skill, show your true capability by coming over here," Ye Xuan spoke slowly and deliberately. "Very well, I will challenge you!" A disciple of the Eight Realms of Divine Gate stood up; he was dressed in a green shirt, and with one step, a gust of invisible wind swept him up and carried him in front of Ye Xuan as if he momentarily managed to walk on air.