Top Grade Pure Beauty CEO-Chapter 702 - The Genius【First Release】

Chapter 702: Chapter 702 The Genius【First Release】 Chapter 702: Chapter 702 The Genius【First Release】 Seeing Nangong Ling’er’s worried look, a surge of warmth welled up in Li Xiaoyao’s heart. This girl was still concerned for him even at such a time. If he didn’t protect her well, how could he live up to her?

“Just a brute that’s all brawn and no brains, don’t be afraid,” Li Xiaoyao said nonchalantly, but Nangong Yin heard him with heart pounding in fear. The guests shook their heads and sneered; this lad was really good at talking big.

Zhen Jiangjun’s sneer was even colder as he said, “Originally, I just intended to throw you out, but now, I’ve changed my mind.”

Word by word, he said coldly, “Hei Sheng, kill him!”

“Yes.” The voice was deep and muffled, matching his imposing frame that impelled an intense feeling of oppression. Ordinary people didn’t even have the courage to give him a glance.

There was a ferocious scar from the corner of Hei Sheng’s eye to the root of his left ear, a mark left behind from a battle with a demon beast in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Despite his current cultivation level, which would allow him to easily remove all scars on his body, he chose not to do so.

This scar was a shame, but also an honor; it constantly reminded him that everything he had achieved was hard-won through the strength of his fists.

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“At Young Master Zhen’s wedding, it is not appropriate to shed blood.” After saying this, and while everyone was still puzzled by his words, Hei Sheng suddenly stepped forward. His agile movement, contrasting with his massive body, caused a huge visual impact on everyone.

As his foot twisted, a grating sound erupted, and his body shot forward like a cannonball. To the horror of the onlookers, the tiles beneath his feet were stamped into a half-inch deep pit, with white smoke swirling around.

A terrifying blast of wind, carrying a body as hard as stone, barreled toward Li Xiaoyao with absolute violence.

Under this imposing force, Nangong Ling’er’s complexion instantly paled, and her beautiful eyes were filled with fear, her petite frame trembling unconsciously.

Li Xiaoyao’s eyes flickered slightly, the Trapped Sky Finger he had secretly prepared raised abruptly, his index finger shining brightly like the sun, overshadowing the sky and causing everyone to squint.

Accompanying it was an ancient aura emanating from primeval times, fierce and profound, carrying a relentless force. Under the terrified gaze of Hei Sheng, it struck with a crisp sound against the skull and a streak of red and white, mercilessly taking his life.

Silence!

Deathly, utter silence.

What had just happened?

Hei Sheng, at the pinnacle of the Spirit Condensation Realm, was defeated by Li Xiaoyao in a single move?

A single finger, that arrogant and insolent young man, had used just one finger to kill Hei Sheng, who was at the pinnacle of the Spirit Condensation Realm.

Was this really not a dream?

Yet the young man still had a smile on his face, radiant like the first thaw of winter snow, his deep eyes enchanting; several young women who had come for the wedding fell for him almost instantly.

This was the same seemingly delicate and frail “pretty-boy” that killed Hei Sheng, who was like a titan!

Such contrast was so immense that the onlookers couldn’t accept it, and it shattered their preconceived notions that a cultivator’s age defined their cultivation level.

For a cultivator, no matter how talented they were, reaching the pinnacle of the Spirit Cultivation Realm before the age of thirty was almost a peak.

Before Li Xiaoyao, no one had ever broken this limit.

And here was Li Xiaoyao, clearly not yet thirty years old, yet the cultivation level he displayed far exceeded the pinnacle of the Spirit Cultivation Realm.

When did cultivation become so easy?

Zhen Jiangjun’s wrinkled face twitched slightly, and within his sunken eyes lay shock and regret.

He should not have become enemies with the Li Family!

What does it mean for a thirty-year-old cultivator to be in the Spirit Condensation Realm? Zhen Jiangjun, who held a high position, was clearer about this than anyone else.

Even before the foundation of Xuan Country, the number of cultivators who could reach such heights at this age was very few. And looking back at those who achieved such feats at this age, all of them later became the top echelon of Xuan Country.

If Li Xiaoyao’s cultivation level were to spread, the high-ranking officials of Xuan Country would certainly try everything to win him over, at any cost.

Li Xiaoyao was no fool; given the chance to have the support of a powerful backer, he would never refuse.

“Tap, tap!”

The sound of footsteps on the ground slowly rose as Li Xiaoyao walked towards the kneeling Hei Sheng. With a slight curve to his hand, he reached through the air towards Hei Sheng’s Dantian, lightly pulled, and out came a perfectly fine Golden Core, complete with fresh blood, landing in Li Xiaoyao’s palm.

“Li Xiaoyao! Don’t you go too far!” Zhen Jiangjun, unable to contain his anger, exclaimed. Not only had Li Xiaoyao killed someone at the State Guesthouse, at the Zhen Family wedding ceremony, but he also, right in front of him, cut open Hei Sheng and took away his Golden Core.

“Too far?” With a quirk of his brow, a strange light in his eyes, Li Xiaoyao shook his head and scoffed, “It seems you still don’t know what ‘too far’ means.”

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Casually putting the Golden Core into his Storage Ring, Li Xiaoyao reached out from the long wide sleeves, holding the Seven Star Ancient Sword in his palm as if conjuring phantoms, the blade lightly lifted and the air trembled uneasily. Tableware on tables nearby shattered instantaneously under the force of this energy.

“This is…”

“With a casual stroke, there is a swirl of Sword Qi; just how far has his cultivation reached?”

Zhou Jue, among the guests, had bright eyes. He knew, he knew from the start. As long as Li Xiaoyao appeared, today’s wedding was destined to be anything but peaceful.

And indeed, as he had expected, Li Xiaoyao had once again used the most violently direct means to intimidate the most powerful group of people in the entire city.

Those who usually prided themselves probably had never come into contact with someone as ruthless as Li Xiaoyao.

Even if they had, they had definitely never experienced Li Xiaoyao’s unorthodox moves.

Nangong Yin and his wife were already stunned, speechless. When had Li Xiaoyao become so terrifyingly powerful?

Even Nangong Yin couldn’t say he was absolutely sure he could defeat Hei Sheng, let alone kill him.

No matter what, he would not be able to stand on the stage with such ease like Li Xiaoyao, spouting what seemed to onlookers to be arrogant and presumptuous words.

“The Nangong Family and my Li Family are closely allied; if you dare to touch the Nangong Family, you’re making an enemy of my Li Family. Today, I’ve killed just one. If there’s a next time, I’ll wipe out your entire Zhen Family!”

Standing tall and straight, his deep voice was magnetic and unruly.

One standing firm as if a lone guardian against thousands, it must be something like this.

Zhen Jiangjun’s face was as red as a pig’s liver, and even the other guests thought Li Xiaoyao was a bit too brazen.

How strong can one man be to contend with an entire family like the Zhen Family? And how dare he threaten to exterminate the Zhen Family’s nine clans?

“Li Xiaoyao, do you think, with such strength, you will make me, Zhen, bow down? You underestimate my Zhen Family too much,” Zhen Jiangjun said, the corner of his mouth lifting, the anger in his eyes dissipated considerably.

The more rampant Li Xiaoyao acted now, the greater the blow he would suffer later.

“You may have killed Hei Sheng, which is indeed impressive, but don’t think that Hei Sheng is the only one by my side!”

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone remembered that this aged figure of General Zhen had personally trained an undisputed genius.

That genius, named Ling Tian!