Asura Mad Emperor

"Miss Bai may have a profound understanding of the Dao, but for me, it's no more than peeking at the sun through a window, hardly useful," said Qinchuan with a faint smile.

"Boom!"

No sooner had he spoken than, despite Qinchuan overwhelming the Burning Heaven Saint Heir and forcing the Heavenly Sword Daoist to bow his head, the crowd still erupted in rebuke.

Were it not for a mysterious Saint standing by Qinchuan's side, many would have already rushed forward.

Indifferent to the hostile gazes around him, Qinchuan continued, "I still have matters to attend to, so I won't bother you any longer."

With that, he took a step to leave.

"Ignorant child, how dare someone at the mere Meridian Opening Realm make idle comments about the Dao."

"This youngster's aptitude is extremely dull, he hasn't even had an awakening from Fairy Bai's guidance; it's a wonder how he cultivated to the Meridian Opening Realm?"

However, some perceived a hint of something unusual and pondered with doubt: "Although this child is only in the Meridian Opening Realm, considering his young age of merely sixteen or seventeen, he might not possess astonishing talent, but dull he is not?"

Qinchuan naturally didn't take to heart the denunciations of these ants and continued on his way out.

Bai Ruoxi's complexion changed multiple times on the podium. She believed her attainment in the Dao to be unmatched among her peers, as even many who had just entered the Saint Realm could gain insights from her teachings. However, Qinchuan dismissed her teachings as hardly useful, clearly not regarding her highly.

Nonetheless, since she was of a different mindset, the surge of anger that rose in her was quickly extinguished, and her face regained calmness. She called out to Qinchuan again, "Since the Dao of Ruo Xi does not resonate with Brother Qin, might Ruo Xi be qualified to ask about Brother Qin's Dao?"

Qinchuan paused in his steps, gazing at Bai Ruoxi thoughtfully, "You... just barely make the cut." He then scanned the crowd below and disdainfully remarked, "But these wastes, I'm afraid, wouldn't understand."

"You... how dare you!"

"How impudent..."

Those invited to the preaching were mostly elite members of various sects, all with great pride. How could they tolerate being repeatedly insulted by a mere individual of the Meridian Opening Realm?

A white-clothed man rushed out, pointing his sword at Qinchuan and bellowed angrily, "Arrogant fool, relying on the power of a Saint. If you have any real skill, dare you battle me?"

"It's the Lingchuan Holy Son!"

Someone recognized the white-clothed man.

This person was the Holy Son from the Lingchuan Sect of the Great Yan Ancient Kingdom.

The Lingchuan Sect of Great Yan was already on the decline, close to extinction, but Sect Leader Mu Lingtian had a daughter of exceptional talent who caught the eye of the Sect Leader from Haotian Holy Land.

Upon affiliating with Haotian Holy Land, Lingchuan Sect soared to success overnight. Although their overall strength was still modest, they could swagger across the Great Yan Ancient Kingdom with the backing of Haotian Holy Land.

This Lingchuan Holy Son was not a peerless genius, but having spent years by the Haotian Holy Son, he had received numerous resources and had reached the Ninth Layer of the Meridian Opening Realm.

He challenged Qinchuan to a duel, seeing that he was merely at the Fifth Layer of the Meridian Opening Realm.

Qinchuan looked at the sharp sword three feet before him, laughed without anger, "Laughable, truly laughable. After so many years, you're the first to dare point a sword at me; it's just a pity, you're not worth my effort."

He then waved his hand, casually ordering, "Break the hand that holds the sword."

Zhou Xi immediately understood and acted on his will.

"Crack"

"Ah..."

Before the crowd could even react, the sound of flesh being cleaved was heard, followed by the ringing clatter of a longsword hitting the ground, and finally the agonized screams of the Lingchuan Holy Son.

The right arm of the Lingchuan Holy Son had been severed from the shoulder, what's more horrifying was where blood should have been gushing out, it had astonishingly formed into beads of red blood crystal, having instantly frozen.

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All of this happened in the blink of an eye. By the time everyone reacted, Zhou Xi had already sheathed her sword, standing calmly at Qinchuan's side. Her sword was devoid of any blood as if she hadn't just severed the arm of the Lingchuan Holy Son.

This woman was truly terrifying, possessing such a sharply cold Yin Qi.

On the stage, the two Supreme Saints who were originally safeguarding Bai Ruoxi also showed a trace of emotion on their usually unflappable faces, "Interesting, the grand Taiyin Treasure Body is merely that youth's maid."

Qinchuan seemed not satisfied with Zhou Xi's strike, shook his head, and said, "The sword strike was sharp, but you lacked a bit of spiritual energy, truly a waste of your Taiyin Treasured Body."

His words, spoken in a very low voice, were still overheard by several nearby talented individuals, who couldn't help but mock, "Meridian Opening Five Layers slicing off an arm from the Ninth Layer Realm and he says it lacks a bit of spiritual energy? Is he going to die if he doesn't show off?"

Zhou Xi blushed, recognizing that her progress these days was considered extremely fast, yet in Qinchuan's eyes, it still wasn't enough.

"Swordsmen are weapons of murder, while Qi practitioners are the spirit of the physical body. To achieve Human-Sword Unity, the divine and the weapon must fuse..."

Qinchuan instructed Zhou Xi on how to cultivate Human-Sword Unity.

Zhou Xi listened so intently that she entered a state of deep meditation, and among those who thought Qinchuan was showing off were two sword cultivators who, after hearing Qinchuan's guidance, looked at him with amazement and immediately sat down to meditate.

The rest of the onlookers, witnessing this, were shocked to the core. If Zhou Xi was merely cooperating with him in a demonstration, then why did the two swordsmen have a realization after hearing Qinchuan's words?

Could it be that this youth's words were not empty boasts, and on the path of the Great Dao, he had indeed surpassed Fairy Bai?

As the Lingchuan Holy Son, pale as death, was helped away and Zhou Xi had come out of her deep meditation, Qinchuan finally spoke leisurely, "Is there anyone else who dares to object?"

Although his words were light, they struck like thunder in everyone's ears, and at this point, no one dared to come forward.

He scanned the crowd coldly, his gaze finally resting on the figure of the Haotian Holy Son.

The Lingchuan Holy Son had been provoked by the Haotian Holy Son before he jumped out, and Qinchuan had noticed it. However, since the other party did not step forward, he could not be bothered. Now, with the dog having bitten him, it was naturally time to settle the score with the dog's owner.

The Haotian Holy Son glared back angrily, clearly harboring lethal intentions, while the two Initial Realm Saints, Zhao Lao and Mo Lao, at his side, also looked unfriendly.

"This kid has offended the Haotian Holy Son; this is going to be interesting," said someone in the crowd, unaware of the current situation, taking pleasure in the misfortune.

Qinchuan snorted coldly, "It seems I've been silent for too long, some dogs have forgotten how to be dogs."

The Haotian Holy Son, hearing this, flew into a rage. The suppressed demonic Qi within him surged rapidly, and Zhao Lao and Mo Lao, seeing something was amiss, sent Palm Imprints to his back, suppressing the demonic Qi within him.

Qinchuan raised an eyebrow slightly, saying, "A little madness is good." With that, Divine Sense surged, and a hint of the killing aura of a Great Emperor leaked out, overwhelming the Haotian Holy Son.

As the Haotian Holy Son was crushed by that Imperial Might, his vision suddenly changed. The once bustling lakeside scene transformed entirely; the sky turned blood-red, and mountains of corpses and seas of blood surrounded him. In his eyes, an Asura wielding a blood sword was slashing directly at him.

He was now deeply trapped in an Illusion Realm, his murderous look replaced by boundless terror.

Qinchuan had known that the Haotian Holy Son had gone mad due to his cultivation practice, and with a little provocation, he could hardly suppress his demonic Qi. At last, he released a half strand of Imperial Might to pressure him, instantly making him lose control of himself.

"Ah, don't kill me... don't kill me?" If not for the restraint from Zhao Lao and Mo Lao on either side, he would already have become an imbecile.

Seeing this, Bai Ruoxi frowned, glanced at Qinchuan, but ultimately, out of pity for the madness of the Haotian Holy Son, she softly recited the Heart-Clearing Mantra Spirit Tactic. After a while, the Haotian Holy Son finally regained his composure.

However, he no longer dared to look at Qinchuan again, the breath he felt before was far too terrifying.

"Miss Bai, may I take my leave now?" Qinchuan, seeing no one else dared to stop him, spoke to Bai Ruoxi.

"Since Brother Qin has urgent matters to attend to, please feel free to leave," Bai Ruoxi replied without joy or sorrow, her tone cooling slightly. She didn't quite fancy such brazen individuals.

"Xuan Ji, let's go."

As Qinchuan was about to leave, suddenly applause came from afar with the sound of several sharp claps.

Then a man's voice rose, "Brother Qin truly has great spirit, but since Miss Bai wished for your company in a discussion, it would be rather dull for you to leave like this."

A young man in splendid attire approached, followed by a limping elder with a goat beard, who exuded not a wisp of Qi.

Some people in the crowd recognized the newcomer and couldn't help but constrict their pupils.

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