Challenge

The two of them parted ways, and Lu Wangchuan headed straight for the Resource Hall.

When he arrived at the Resource Hall, a crowd had already gathered there.

The sect assigned tasks to its disciples, and completing these tasks allowed them to earn contribution points to exchange for resources.

In this way, both sides achieved development, which could be considered a win-win situation.

After queuing for half an hour, Lu Wangchuan received his reward: four Divine Blood Pills.

This must have been something Cheng Yunxiao had arranged in private, otherwise the sect probably wouldn't have been so generous.

Sure enough, the martial world wasn't just about killing and fighting; the martial world was about human relations and worldly sophistication. Having these connections could save you a thousand times the effort!

Fortunately, he belonged to one of those factions as well.

However, just as he took the Divine Blood Pills and prepared to leave, a few ill-intentioned figures suddenly appeared before him.

Lu Wangchuan glanced at them—three in the Tendons and Membranes Realm, one in Bone Forging, and one in the Open Source Realm, clearly forming a small clique.

Chen Qingquan happened to see this scene from not far away and quickly hurried to Lu Wangchuan's side to warn him:

"Wangchuan, these are all disciples of Still Water Peak. Under Yun Mengyao's command, that Open Source Realm practitioner is called Yun Sheng, and he is Yun Mengyao's biological brother!"

Lu Wangchuan nodded, finally understanding why these people looked so displeased with him.

"You're that trash's disciple?"

The disciple in the Bone Forging Realm spoke up first, his gaze dripping with mockery.

Lu Wangchuan's expression sank.

"Take back your words."

"Quite the bold tone, though I think you might as well just say you're taking back Still Water Peak on behalf of your useless master. But I'm afraid you can't do it. A trash's disciple is trash himself!"

The Bone Forging Realm disciple was extremely arrogant. This was a prime opportunity to show his loyalty, and he absolutely would not let go of this chance to rub it in, especially since the peak master's older brother was right here. Once his bravery came to the peak master's attention and won her favor, there would undoubtedly be two more pills coming his way, and she would instruct him more earnestly in the future.

Neither was he afraid that Lu Wangchuan would dare to launch a public attack in broad daylight; attacking a fellow sect disciple was no minor matter. Moreover, Yun Sheng was here too. He was an Open Source master. Since he was sticking his neck out for Yun Mengyao, Yun Sheng certainly wouldn't stand by idly if someone targeted him.

One could say this was a foolproof gamble!

Many people gathered around. Joining in the excitement was human nature, the same everywhere, and they all wanted to watch Lu Wangchuan make a fool of himself.

Yet they were wrong; Lu Wangchuan never let anyone watch him make a fool of himself!

The moment the disciple finished speaking, Lu Wangchuan's gaze turned icy. Without the slightest hesitation, he stepped directly forward and drew the Godslayer Sword straight from his Storage Bag. A flash of cold light swept through the air, and the head of the Bone Forging Realm disciple instantly went flying.

The entire scene came to an abrupt halt. Countless people widened their eyes, looking at this spectacle in sheer disbelief. Even Chen Qingquan and Yun Sheng were stunned, never expecting Lu Wangchuan to strike with such decisive ruthlessness.

With a single slash, Lu Wangchuan pulled a white cloth from his Storage Bag and calmly wiped the fresh blood from the blade.

His strike was not only for his master, but for himself as well.

The sect was a miniature martial world. If he failed to display a sufficiently fierce and iron-fisted demeanor, it wouldn't just be Still Water Peak disciples coming to trouble him in the future—others might even try to extort him. He disliked trouble, so when trouble arose, he had to nip it in the bud.

Seeing his utterly arrogant demeanor, Yun Sheng snapped out of his shock. Clenching his fists tightly, his murderous intent palpable, he strode directly forward.

"You dare kill my Still Water Peak disciple?"

Chen Qingquan immediately stepped in to block him, and the other disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall lineage also gathered around, forming a defensive line to shield Lu Wangchuan behind them.

"Yun Sheng, what do you want?"

"Chen Qingquan, he openly murdered a fellow sect disciple. Is your Law Enforcement Hall going to subvert the law for personal favors?"

Chen Qingquan snorted coldly.

"My Law Enforcement Hall's affairs do not require you, Yun Sheng, to meddle in them."

Yun Sheng was boiling with rage, yet utterly helpless, gnashing his teeth in fury.

"Fine! Fine! Fine! What a mighty prestige your Law Enforcement Hall has. I'm going right now to report this to the Sect Elder Council to see if your Law Enforcement Hall can really protect him!"

As his words fell, Lu Wangchuan directly hurled the crumpled, blood-stained white cloth into his face.

"You—!"

Yun Sheng's eyes bulged with rage, while Lu Wangchuan said with an icy expression:

"Insult my master, and you deserve to die. Go back and tell Yun Mengyao that sooner or later, I will retake Still Water Peak for my master. Tell her to wash her neck and wait."

With that, he walked straight away.

The crowd gathered around erupted into an immediate uproar upon hearing these words.

"Good heavens, is he challenging Yun Mengyao?"

"Has he lost his mind? Yun Mengyao is already at the mid-to-late Condensing Truth Realm! What grounds does he have to fight her?"

"He isn't even enough for Yun Mengyao to squash with a single finger, is he?"

Yun Sheng was stunned as well, then spat fiercely onto the ground.

"Who do you think you are? You're worthy of dueling my sister? For killing my Still Water Peak disciple, I'm going to accuse you before the Elder Council right now. You won't even live to see tomorrow's sun!"

With that, he also strode away rapidly, while Chen Qingquan quickly chased after Lu Wangchuan.

"Wangchuan, you were far too reckless just now. Publicly executing a disciple within the sect is no small matter."

Lu Wangchuan's expression remained calm.

"Grandmaster gave instructions that anyone who dares insult my master again may be dealt with by me at will."

"So you had Grandmaster backing you up."

However, Chen Qingquan quickly spoke up again:

"But you even provoked Yun Mengyao! Aren't you just courting death? What is Yun Mengyao's cultivation realm? What is yours? Can you possibly defeat her?"

Lu Wangchuan fell silent, leaving Chen Qingquan stamping his feet in frustration.

"With your stubborn temper, you really are the disciple Martial Uncle Lu taught. The two of you are cut from the exact same cloth. No, I must go talk to Grandmaster about this immediately and see if there is any room for redemption."

Soon, in the Sect Main Hall, several elders gathered.

In charge of this assembly was the Great Elder of the Sect, Yun Xiuqi, who was also a formidable figure whose strength ranked among the top in the sect.

"Elder Cheng, this time your disciple Lu Wangchuan openly murdered a fellow disciple within the sect. What do you have to say about this?"

Cheng Yunxiao's expression remained unchanged.

"Wangchuan already announced to the entire sect during morning classes that anyone who dared to insult his master again would be dealt with mercilessly. That brat was deliberately provoking him, so being executed means he deserved to die.

Just imagine, if a disciple could remain indifferent while their own master was being insulted, what use would such a disciple be keeping around? When the sect faces danger in the future, they'd probably be the first to run."

The Second Elder snorted coldly.

"Cheng, stop playing with your slick tongue here. You haven't mentioned a single word about him breaking the sect rules. If disciples all emulate him in the future, wouldn't the hearts of the people in our Divine Water Sect become unsettled? In my view, this brat must be severely punished, at the very least having his cultivation crippled and being driven out of the Mountain Gate!"