The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 778: Jing Yan’s Killing Intent_1

"No more fighting, no more fighting!"

The middle-aged man with a standard horse face, who was Long Eyebrow Zhenren’s opponent, suddenly withdrew from the battle circle after Jing Yan had been quietly watching them for about ten minutes. Waving his arms, he cried out that he wanted to stop fighting.

It seemed as if Jing Yan had completely shattered his mindset.

The only remaining Golden Core Stage cultivator hesitated for two seconds before his figure took several leaps and bounds to the side, keeping his distance.

Standing in front of the two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, he seemed quite nervous as well.

Especially in the presence of Jing Yan. Even though she had just been standing there without uttering a word or making a move, the immense aura she emitted put him under great pressure. If his fellow Nascent Soul kin couldn’t bear it and chose to avoid the fight, how could he, with his far weaker strength, endure?

The figure of the middle-aged man in a gray robe appeared in mid-air, his face extremely unsightly, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

"A bunch of useless trash, to be in such a pathetic state despite having the advantage in numbers!" he shouted angrily.

"Simay Lao Gou, your use of the words ’useless trash’ is extremely exquisite; I really do like it from the bottom of my heart," Xuan Chen Zhenren’s voice echoed ethereally around them. "But from the tone of your voice, it seems you’re not quite convinced, are you? If you’re not satisfied, come and fight it out."

The middle-aged man in the gray robe glowered, clenching and then unclenching his fists, as his eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, slowly shifted from Jing Yan’s figure and settled on Li Qing. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Meeting that gloomy gaze that seemed bottomless, Li Qing felt a sudden lurch in his heart.

Could this old bastard be targeting him now?

You can’t beat the strong ones, so now you plan to bully the small by using your lofty Nascent Soul Realm status against a minor Qi Cultivation like me?

Have you no shame?

"Xuan Chen Zhenren, is this your closed-door disciple?" the middle-aged man in the gray robe asked, as he scanned Li Qing up and down with his sullen gaze, suddenly speaking up.

"Old dog, what are you trying to do?" Xuan Chen Zhenren shouted. "Since you can’t win openly, you still want to play dirty? I advise you to put away those disgusting thoughts and be careful not to bring disaster upon your clan. My disciple is not someone anyone can bully easily."

"I don’t have any disgusting thoughts, I was merely curious and asked casually," the middle-aged man said in a sinister tone. "In a battlefield between Golden Core and Nascent Soul, a small Qi Cultivator could easily die by accident. Not only did he survive unscathed, but he just helped the Queen Consort of Qi kill my clansman and two fellow cultivators. Indeed, as your disciple, he has done the honor of a hero emerging from youth!"

"You old thing, even before you opened your mouth I knew nothing good was brewing within. If you are not satisfied, then let’s fight it out," Xuan Chen Zhenren’s voice carried a hint of anger as he shouted, "I haven’t killed anyone in many years, but today I will make an exception with your old dog’s life."

"No more fighting, it’s pointless to continue. I surrender," the middle-aged man in the gray robe said, his sullen gaze sweeping over Li Qing before suddenly raising his hands and descending from mid-air. "However, King Qi’s Underground Palace holds a vast amount of treasures and the opportunity for Divinity Transformation, news of which has already spread across the world. If you think you can monopolize these treasures, I’m afraid it won’t be that easy."

"I can give up, but that doesn’t mean that everyone else in the world will choose to do the same. Does Nine Truth Palace really want to be enemies with the entire martial community over this woman? Xuan Chen Zhenren, I urge you to think carefully—no matter how strong Nine Truth Palace is, I fear it is not the match for the entire world."

A slight ripple passed through the air as if a small stone had been dropped into a lake, and then the figure of Xuan Chen Zhenren emerged from the other side of the ripple.

"You need not project your treacherous heart onto all the fellow cultivators in the world. Not everyone possesses such a despicable heart as you. The Queen Consort of Qi now holds the position of Sixth Elder in our Nine Truth Palace, and her affairs are naturally our affairs," Xuan Chen Zhenren roared indignantly, "Speaking so self-righteously even when seizing by force, you shameless old brute have truly lost all your dignity."

"Is it me who is shameless?" the man in the gray robe burst into loud laughter, "Xuan Chen Zhenren, you do not seem to be so noble and upright yourself."

"At least I am more honorable than you. Claiming thievery is justified, come, let’s fight it out once more. The more I talk, the angrier I get—we shall see the outcome with our hands!" Xuan Chen Zhenren, with his beard blowing and eyes glaring, furiously commanded.

However, the man in the gray robe suddenly raised his arm again, "I surrender."

"You old dog, I..." Xuan Chen Zhenren was so infuriated he almost leaped up, "You surrender, I’ll beat you regardless!"

Just as he was about to make his move again, the figure of Jing Yan floated forward, positioning herself in front of the man in the gray robe.

"From your words, it seems as though I am mere fish on the chopping board, to be sliced at your leisure?" Jing Yan asked coolly.

"A man is not guilty for carrying valuable jade, but the possession of it is," the man in the gray robe said mockingly as he gazed unflinchingly at Jing Yan’s face that could be the downfall of a nation, "The wisest thing you can do now is to take some precious items and then relinquish this Underground Palace, so as not to drag the entire Nine Truth Palace down with you."

"But what if I don’t?" Jing Yan asked lightly.

"I might not be able to do anything to you, but this world is not as mediocre as some ants perceive it to be; you are free to try!" the man in the gray robe retorted with unabashed mockery and menace.

Suddenly, Jing Yan raised her hand and sent forth an invisible ice sword, its edge several dozen feet wide, that sliced horizontally towards the man in the gray robe without any warning—seemingly coming out of nowhere, "As the master of this place, you want to take my treasures yet expect me to be wise about it—is this the current state of the cultivation world?"

Despite being a peak Nascent Soul stage cultivator, although Jing Yan’s attack was formless and sudden, with nearly no leakage of energy before the move, he was able to quickly react, his figure dissolving into a wisp of mist and vanishing from the spot.

The ice sword suddenly shot up into the sky, piercing towards a specific location above.

The figure of the man in the gray robe appeared there, and as he felt the piercing killing intent, his brows furrowed slightly and his figure disappeared once more.

Jing Yan followed closely behind, gracefully ascending like a banished immortal, chasing after him.

In the vast expanse above, the man in the gray robe was nowhere to be seen. Only an ice sword shimmering with deep blue brilliance darted left and right, its fierce sword energy filling the space with a thick sense of murderousness, giving everyone the impression that their faces were pressing against the sword’s edge.

"Shall we not stop them?" asked Huan Ling Ji, smiling as she glanced at Dian Chunqiu.