Breaking through during battle?
This kid is truly a monster!
Ordinary people would devote their full attention to combat, especially when fighting against two opponents at once. There’s simply no room for thoughts of cultivation or attempting to elevate one’s own realm.
But Chen Yunxuan? Not only is he holding his own in battle, he even managed to break through at a critical moment?
This is unheard of! Unprecedented!
"Uncle Liu, have you ever seen anything like this before?" Cheng Yushu asked with a frown.
"Never."
"Either this kid’s cultivation technique is unusual, or… he was already capable of breaking through to the second level of the Transcendent Realm but deliberately suppressed his cultivation to delay the breakthrough."
"I lean toward the latter," Uncle Liu said with a solemn expression.
Suppressed his cultivation?
That was indeed a possibility.
Wei Tianfeng and Wu Yuan exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with wariness and unease.
If Chen Yunxuan was already this difficult to deal with at the first level of the Transcendent Realm, how much more troublesome would he be now that he had broken through to the second level?
Feeling the surge of power within his body after his breakthrough, Chen Yunxuan allowed a faint smile to appear on his face.
"The Ancestor was right—battle is the most effective and fastest way to grow stronger."
Chen Yunxuan looked at Wei Tianfeng and Wu Yuan and said calmly, "This battle should come to an end now."
"Hmph! Brat, don’t get ahead of yourself!"
"Do you really think breaking through one level means you can crush both of us?" Wu Yuan snapped angrily.
"The truth will be revealed in battle!"
Without wasting more words, Chen Yunxuan’s figure blurred, and in the next instant, he was already in front of Wei Tianfeng.
His sudden appearance caught Wei Tianfeng completely off guard. Before he could react, Chen Yunxuan’s fist sent him flying.
A single strike—Wei Tianfeng was hurled backward, blood spraying from his mouth.
"Holy shit! Just one breakthrough, and his strength changed this much?"
"Damn, Wei Tianfeng couldn’t even take a single punch?"
"Is Chen Yunxuan trying to defy the heavens?"
"Trying? He already has."
"Terrifying… what a terrifying young man!"
Wei Tianfeng being sent flying left everyone dumbstruck. They knew Chen Yunxuan was a prodigy, but they never imagined he had reached such monstrous heights.
Wu Yuan was the first to regain his senses, and his immediate thought was to flee.
"Trying to run?"
"Did I give you permission?"
Just as Wu Yuan turned to escape, he found Chen Yunxuan standing behind him, blocking his retreat.
"I surren—"
Before he could finish the word, Chen Yunxuan’s fist struck again, sending Wu Yuan flying just like Wei Tianfeng.
Silence.
A silence so deep it felt as if the world itself had frozen.
No one had expected the final outcome to be Chen Yunxuan’s overwhelming victory.
This result was beyond everyone’s expectations—including Cheng Yushu and Uncle Liu.
Especially Uncle Liu, whose face burned with embarrassment. He had just claimed Chen Yunxuan would exhaust himself within twenty moves, yet the kid had not only broken through but also defeated Wei Tianfeng and Wu Yuan with a single punch each.
"We admit defeat. From this day forward, we will return to the Supreme Purity Sect and never set foot outside again."
"Your Chen family… has won."
They surrendered!
Two Supreme Elders of the Supreme Purity Sect had conceded and vowed to remain within their sect for life.
Chen Yunxuan alone had rendered the most powerful sect in the Great Zhou Kingdom helpless.
If someone had claimed this possible before today, they would have been dismissed as a madman spouting delusions.
Yet here it was, unfolding before everyone’s eyes.
"Ridiculous!"
"You think you can just walk away after losing?"
"If I had lost, would you have let me leave?"
"Do you really take me for a naive child?"
"Today, none of you will leave alive!"
This was never a friendly spar—it was a battle to the death, where victory and survival were one and the same.
Did they really think they could just utter a few words and walk away after losing?
"You—don’t push us too far!" Wu Yuan and Wei Tianfeng glared at Chen Yunxuan in fury.
"Push you too far? Did you think about that when you, at the peak of the ninth level of the Transcendent Realm, attacked me?"
"If I were weaker, I’d already be a corpse."
"At your age, haven’t you learned that this world is nothing more than kill or be killed?"
"Coming here today, I was already prepared—either to die by your hands or to kill you."
Though Chen Yunxuan’s words made sense, some still felt his actions were excessive.
"How could there be such deep enmity between us?"
"Is there truly no chance for reconciliation?" Wei Tianfeng asked with a frown.
"There was no enmity at first, but fate has placed us on opposing sides."
"Besides, do you really think my Chen family will pretend nothing happened after your Supreme Purity Sect sent people to Swallow Return City to attack us?"
Huh?
The Supreme Purity Sect had sent people to Swallow Return City to target the Chen family?
This revelation shocked not only the onlookers but also Wei Tianfeng and Wu Yuan, who looked utterly bewildered.
Before today, they had known nothing about it.
"Who?!"
"Who in the Supreme Purity Sect committed such stupidity?" Wei Tianfeng roared in anger.
"It… it was me."
The Third Elder’s face flushed red. He had initially planned to keep silent, but knowing others were aware of his actions, he figured it was better to confess than be exposed.
"You—who gave you the right to do this?!" Wei Tianfeng, realizing it was his own son, nearly exploded with rage.
"I just thought—"
"Enough!"
"Does it even matter who did it?"
"The outcome remains the same!"
Chen Yunxuan had no patience for their excuses. Even if they clarified everything, what difference would it make?
Reconciliation was impossible.
"Young Master Cheng, please, you must save us!"
"No matter what, the Great Zhou Kingdom is a vassal of your family. You can’t just stand by and watch us perish, can you?" The Lord of the Great Zhou Kingdom pleaded with Cheng Yushu.
Cheng Yushu glanced at him. Though the spectacle had been entertaining, his status made it inappropriate to remain uninvolved.
"Fine. Considering your Wu family’s obedience over the years, I’ll lend a hand."
With that, Cheng Yushu stood and turned his gaze toward Chen Yunxuan.
"Chen Yunxuan, was it?"
"You’re impressive. I am Cheng Yushu, young master of the Cheng Family of the Northern Territories."
"Have you heard of me?" His tone was calm, his demeanor lofty.
The Cheng Family of the Northern Territories?
This was a member of the Cheng Family? No wonder the Lord treated him with such reverence—this was no ordinary figure!
The crowd was stunned, never imagining Cheng Yushu’s status to be so exalted.
In the Northern Territories, the Cheng Family was a behemoth!
"Never heard of you."
Three simple words sent a collective chill down everyone’s spine.
"Isn't this Chen Yunxuan being a bit too arrogant? How dare he speak so boldly in front of the young master of the Cheng Family? Even if he hasn’t heard of them, he should at least show some courtesy!"
But the truth was, Chen Yunxuan had genuinely never heard of any Cheng Family. His knowledge of the Great Zhou Kingdom itself was limited, let alone the Northern Domain.
"Hahaha, what an amusing fellow."
"Then you must have heard of them now, right?"
"Do me a favor—let today’s matter end here."
"From now on, you’ll be a friend of the Cheng Family."
"It’s better to resolve enmity than to create it. Having one more friend is never a bad thing, don’t you think?" Cheng Yushu asked with a smile.
"As expected of the young master of the Cheng Family—such magnanimity!"
"This poise, this generosity—truly admirable."
"So this is the bearing of a noble scion. Seeing it today, it’s indeed extraordinary."
"Indeed. Compared to him, Chen Yunxuan seems impulsive and petty."
The murmurs of the surrounding crowd reached both Chen Yunxuan and Cheng Yushu.
The former remained unfazed, while the latter inwardly preened with delight.
Chen Yunxuan glanced at Cheng Yushu and said indifferently, "I think… it’s not that great."
The moment these words left his mouth, Cheng Yushu’s expression darkened.
"Refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit?"
"Kid, do you really have a death wish?"
"I’d wager I won’t die."
"Hmph, then you’ve guessed wrong!"
"Uncle Liu!"
"Yes, Young Master!"
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