Chapter Fifty-Nine: This Son is Not Bad

ty."Master Manzu, aren't you going to make a move" Huahongniang spoke again: "Jiang Yun definitely isn't the Yao Kui's opponent!"A disdainful smile appeared on Man Zu's face as he said, "Just a mere m...Jiang Yun's standing figure and his provocative words made Zheng Yuan's pupils shrink involuntarily. He had to admit, Jiang Yun's physical strength was far beyond his expectations.

His full-power strike didn't even make him kneel!

However, seeing Jiang Yun's pale face and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, Zheng Yuan felt relieved again. He said coldly, "Your bones and mouth are pretty tough. Since that's the case, I'll see how long you can last!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Zheng Yuan suddenly raised his hand and launched three consecutive palms toward Jiang Yun. Each palm was infused with all of his strength, causing the entire Zang Peak to tremble violently. The mountain trembled, smoke billowed, and stones rained down from its peak.

In his estimation, though Ginger Cloud hadn't knelt, he was already at his wit's end. Otherwise, he wouldn't be bleeding from the corners of his mouth, clearly suffering internal injuries. He was only barely holding on with a last gasp. With these three consecutive palms, he would undoubtedly extinguish that last breath.

But he didn't know, the blood oozing from Ginger Cloud's mouth had nothing to do with his palm strike. It came from the constant collision of the spiritual energy torrent within Ginger Cloud's body as it surged through the ninth meridian.

Even, what Jiang Yun said was not a provocative word, but the true thought in his heart.

Because Zheng Yuan's palm, imbued with all his power, struck Jiang Yun, causing the almost uncontrollable flow of spiritual energy within him to finally find a release!

Those spiritual energies actively attached themselves to his body, like a spiritual armor worn inside, which made Jiang Yun's already powerful body able to withstand Zheng Yuan's blows. Under these strikes, the spiritual energy would gradually dissipate.

In short, the harder Zheng Yuan fought, the more his spiritual energy was consumed, and naturally, Ginger Cloud felt more comfortable.

Therefore, Jiang Yun truly yearned for Zheng Yuan's strength to grow even greater, so he could quickly help her consume more of the spiritual energy within her body.

As Zheng Yuan's three consecutive palms struck, the faces of several elder peak masters who were constantly paying attention to the situation here changed slightly. They couldn't help but look at Jian Dao Feng together.

Especially the headmaster of Tianfu Peak frowned slightly and whispered to himself, "Brother Wei's actions have gone too far. It's understandable to discipline Jiang Yun and vent some anger, but Zheng Yuan clearly intends to kill Jiang Yun. Even if Jiang Yun survives the three chapters, his cultivation path will likely be completely cut off in the future."

It wasn't just Tianfu Peak's Master who thought this; most of the people in the sect at this moment shared the same idea. With Zheng Yuan possessing the strength of a Fortune Land realm, he was relentlessly attacking Jiang Yun, who was merely at the Meridian Opening realm. This was no longer bullying Jiang Yun; it was outright slaughtering him.

However, before the flying stones and dust could settle, Jiang Yun's voice suddenly rang out again from within: "Not enough, not enough! This power is too weak, Zheng Yuan, just a mere Fortunate Land realm cultivator, is this all you have"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone who could hear them was struck with astonishment, even the venerable elders like the peak master, who were cultivators of the cave heavens.

After enduring five consecutive palms from Zheng Yuan, Jiang Yun surprisingly didn't seem to be seriously hurt. This was simply impossible!

Even Zheng Yuan's face changed drastically, blurting out, "Impossible, could it be that you've reached the Blessed Land Realm!"

As cultivators, we are all very clear that the battle between high and low realms is a complete crushing. There is no possibility of resistance for the low realm.

This is almost like an ironclad rule, and there has never been anyone said to have broken it.

However, Ke Jiangyun's current situation completely subverted this rule, to the point that Zheng Yuan even doubted if Ke Jiangyun was like himself, also a cultivator in the blessed land realm.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, Zheng Yuan realized that he shouldn't have said them. Jiang Yun's performance at the entrance of the three gates was for all to see, he was definitely just an ordinary person.

It has only been ten months since he first entered the sect. It is impossible for someone to cultivate from an ordinary person to the Blessed Land Realm in just ten months.

Sure enough, Jiang Yun's voice, laced with a hint of mockery, followed immediately: "If I were at the Fu Di realm, you should be kneeling before me right now."

Zheng Yuan's face was as dark as thunder. With his status and strength, he couldn't even handle a mere Pulse Connecting Realm cultivator for so long, it was truly humiliating.

More importantly, to gain fame for himself, he even intentionally made as many people as possible pay attention to the battle between him and Jiang Yun. If he couldn't defeat Jiang Yun in a short time, then after today, he would indeed become famous, but it would be a notoriety!

As if verifying Zheng Yuan's current thoughts, a mocking laughter echoed from Tianfu Peak, which resembled an index finger, far away: "Zheng Yuan has really disgraced himself this time. Having such an inner disciple within the sect is truly a shame for all of us inner disciples!"

Someone immediately chimed in from atop Wuxing Peak: "Who's saying it isn't so But after today, Zheng Yuan should be removed from the inner disciples as well."

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Those who spoke were all inner disciples. Although they belonged to the same sect, because the Wenda Sect encouraged competition among its members, the relationship between the inner disciples of the five peaks was not harmonious.

Especially as Jian Dao Feng was the foremost of the five peaks, its inner sect disciples were viewed as public enemies by those on the other four peaks. So now, seeing Zheng Yuan humiliated, these inner sect disciples wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity, one after another they opened their mouths and sneered at him.

"You want to die!"

These sounds were like a lit match, completely igniting Zheng Yun's fury. Embittered and enraged, he no longer dared to confront Jiang Yun with pure strength. Instead, he pointed his finger, and the fiery red sword beneath him instantly transformed into a beam of red light, shooting straight towards Jiang Yun.

As a swordsman, strength is indeed Zheng Yuan's weak point. The sword, however, is his forte, his powerful foundation.

Although Zheng Yuan did not wield his swordsmanship, the crimson light emanating from the blade shot straight up like flames. Wherever it passed, sparks appeared in the air, and even the temperature around them surged with heat at that instant.

Just as scorching were Ginger Cloud's eyes, gazing at the fire sword drawing ever closer. Within his gaze, flames seemed to burn, yet his body remained rooted in place, unwavering like a nail hammered into the ground.

This scene, falling into everyone's eyes, once again made everyone exclaim in surprise.

"Could this kid be planning to take Zheng Yuan's sword head-on with his flesh and blood"

"Although Zheng Yuan's overall strength isn't great, his swordsmanship is passable. If this strike landed, the kid wouldn't die, but he'd definitely lose half his life."

"A mere half-life wouldn't be enough. Don't think this sword doesn't use swordsmanship, but Zheng Yuan's Huo Yao Sword was forged from the fiery stone found beneath volcanic magma. The blade's inherent high temperature would burn him to death!"

Even the question about an unknown location within the sect roused a middle-aged man in a Daoist robe and hat. He slightly opened his eyes, muttering to himself: "This young lad is not reckless. Could he actually have a way to withstand this sword strike However, I'd better prepare myself just in case Dongfang Bo and the others return and fight me to the death. Besides, this boy is indeed promising!"hank you, Daoist Jiang, for showing mercy. We have lost."As the words left his mouth, both of them let out a long howl and summoned their respective disciples. They immediately turned around and rushe...