Asura Mad Emperor

"What is going on here?! Esteemed elders brawling like commoners, what kind of decorum is this?!"

Watching the quarreling elders before him, Qinchuan frowned and rebuked in a stern voice, "You have completely disgraced the Congyun Sect! Cease this at once!?"

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Zhou Xi, Yan Xingyun, and Li Que, among others, upon hearing Qinchuan scolding the elders, all looked up in the direction of his voice. When they saw that the one who had spoken was just a youth of fifteen or sixteen, even younger than themselves, they couldn't help but be stunned, their expressions frozen.

This kid... who is he?!

Daring to scold the elders with such a pompous air?!

"Brother Qin!"

Seeing Qinchuan, the two attendants hurried over to greet him. Upon hearing his words, however, the corners of their mouths twitched, as they were overcome with embarrassment.

Could you please tone it down a bit?

There's more than one elder present!

Chastising an elder like this, especially in front of their direct disciples, aren't you afraid of infuriating them and getting slapped to death?

The two attendants approaching Qinchuan paused in tacit agreement, not daring to come too close, and moved aside.

They feared being killed by the infuriated elders!

"Is this Qinchuan?!"

Yan Xingyun and the others all heard the attendants address him as "Brother Qin", their gaze growing sharp.

"Hmph, so you're Qinchuan, what audacity!"

"A mere Martial Artist of the Condensed Truth Realm dares to disrespect his superiors, reprimanding elders without sense or propriety, truly ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth!"

Yan Xingyun stepped forward, his eyes slightly narrowed and his expression unfriendly.

Earlier, he had been calling out for a while but saw no response from Qinchuan, who eventually sent two attendants instead, with threats and warnings to not make noise.

As a direct True Disciple of an elder from the Congyun Sect, Yan Xingyun's status was not low, and he was touted as a prodigious disciple; how could he lack a trace of pride?n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Yet here was this new disciple, a mere junior in the Condensed Truth Realm, who was even more arrogant and haughty than he was, so presumptuous as to not put him in his eyes at all—how could he possibly tolerate this?

The moment he saw Qinchuan's true body, his pent-up dissatisfaction erupted.

"And which one are you, presuming to lecture me?"

Qinchuan glanced back at Yan Xingyun and said indifferently.

"What did you say?!"

Upon hearing Qinchuan's words, Yan Xingyun immediately erupted in rage.

Which one? Was he being insulted?

"A tiny Condensed Truth Realm Martial Artist dares to be so arrogant!"

"Listen well! I do not change my name nor my seat — I am Yan Xingyun!"

"I hear you seek to claim the Saint Heir title; truly, the cow does not know how big its horns are and the horse does not know the length of its face! With your mere Cultivation Level of the Condensed Truth Realm, what right do you have to aim for the title of Cloud Sect's Saint Heir?"

"Today, I, Yan Xingyun, will teach you a proper lesson, to let you know that one should know their place, and not everyone is eligible to aspire for the Saint Heir title!"

Suppressing his anger, Yan Xingyun narrowed his eyes and said coldly to Qinchuan.

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"Oh? I'm not qualified to be the Saint Heir of Cloud Sect?"

Hearing Yan Xingyun's words, Qinchuan couldn't help but laugh. He ignored the several elders who were still scuffling nearby and looked Yan Xingyun up and down with a somewhat mocking tone, "Then why don't you tell me, what qualifications are needed to become the Saint Heir of Cloud Sect?"

"Whatever the qualifications might be, they certainly aren't something a mere Martial Artist in the Condensed Truth Realm can covet, understand?"

Yan Xingyun sneered, his gaze towards Qinchuan full of disdain.

A mere Martial Artist in the Condensed Truth Realm dares to covet the grand position of Saint Heir, utterly overestimating himself.

"Brother Yan is right. No matter what requirements there are for succeeding as the Saint Heir, they're not something a little Condensed Truth Realm like you can covet!"

Next to him, Li Que looked Qinchuan up and down and, failing to see anything extraordinary, stepped forward and spoke.

Zhou Xi pursed her lips and remained still, her beautiful eyes fixing on Qinchuan, a flurry of thoughts in her mind.

She always felt the name Qinchuan sounded familiar but couldn't quite recall where she had heard it from.

At the same time, she couldn't stop thinking about the words Qinchuan spoke about the Taiyin True Meridian that Gu Chuan had relayed earlier. Her beautiful eyes flickered, unable to spot anything extraordinary about him apart from his handsome looks and somewhat arrogant tone.

Did this young man really know some unknown secrets about the Taiyin True Meridian?

Hearing the words of Yan Xingyun and Li Que, Qinchuan couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?"

Yan Xingyun and Li Que demanded coldly.

"I am laughing at you. You keep saying 'a mere Martial Artist in the Condensed Truth Realm' as if you believe that having just stepped into the Fourth Layer of the Meridian Opening Realm yourself means you have reached the pinnacle of the Martial Path?"

"Being in the Meridian Opening Realm has made you so complacent and arrogant. Are these the geniuses of your generation in the Cloud Sect? It's truly disappointing," Qinchuan shook his head lightly and sighed, his tone full of disappointment, causing Yan Xingyun and Li Que to instantly flush with anger.

"You're just a Condensed Truth Realm brat. What right do you have to lecture us?!"

Ultimately still of youthful temperament, Yan Xingyun and Li Que, red-faced, said, "Enough talk, if you want to reach for the position of Saint Heir, you must get past us first!"

"Come on then! I want to see just how capable you are with your mere Fifth Layer Intermediate Stage of the Condensed Truth Realm cultivation, daring to overestimate yourself and covet the position of Saint Heir of Cloud Sect!"

Yan Xingyun took a step forward once more, his expression icy, locking his gaze on Qinchuan, the anger accumulated in his heart ready to burst.

He swore to himself that he would use this opportunity to severely teach this arrogant little Condensed Truth Realm brat a lesson!

As he spoke, his aura of the Fourth Layer Early Stage of the Meridian Opening Realm burst forth, the oppressive might radiating from him stirring a spiritual breeze, like a wild wind, causing their robes to flutter noisily.

This display of might was significantly stronger than that of Wu Shanhe, the Young Sect Master of Cloud Sect.

The reason why Wu Shanhe was the Young Sect Master wasn't due to his strength being the greatest among the young generation of Cloud Sect but because he was the direct heir of Wu Tian.

"Hmm... Fourth Layer Early Stage of the Meridian Opening Realm, with nineteen traces of age on your body, the talent is barely passable."

Feeling the cultivation aura exuded by Yan Xingyun, Qinchuan remained unmoved. The oppressive force bearing down on him seemed to have no effect whatsoever; he was completely unfazed.

"Though defeating you with my Fifth Layer Intermediate Stage of the Condensed Truth Realm would not be impossible, it would indeed present some difficulty and require some effort. What a dilemma," Qinchuan casually commented on Yan Xingyun's talent and then shook his head.

"What did you say?"

Hearing Qinchuan's assessment and the statements that followed, Yan Xingyun burst out in anger: "At the age of sixteen, you're only at the Fifth Layer Intermediate Stage of the Condensed Truth Realm. Even with another three years, could you cultivate to the Fourth Layer of the Meridian Opening Realm?!"

He was only nineteen himself, yet had cultivated to the Fourth Layer of the Meridian Opening Realm. Such talent was undoubtedly impressive, but to hear Qinchuan dismiss it as merely passable was outrageous!

Absurd!

As for Qinchuan saying he could potentially defeat him with his current cultivation level but it would be somewhat difficult and require some effort, Yan Xingyun simply sneered, thinking that Qinchuan was just intimidated and trying to aggrandize himself with such talk.

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