I looked the young-looking Upper Second-Rank master up and down, then gave a cold laugh. "Even disciples of the smallest sects have their own pride. Even in the largest sects, if their disciples can't keep their strengths hidden, they should at least avoid putting on airs, lest they end up with no way to save face. So a negative example like you is nothing more than a clown leaping about. I'd only be doing you a favor by taking action against you. How about this? I'll let one of my disciples fight you, so you can learn that while Heaven-made misfortune may still be defied, self-inflicted ruin cannot be survived!"
"Big Brother Xia, me?" Zi Jiang looked at me, unable to hide the shock on her face. She probably hadn't expected me to have her face an opponent a whole level above her.
I nodded solemnly, but Zi Jiang still looked completely bewildered. The Upper Second-Rank master not only burst out laughing, but also led a group of disciples in laughing along with him. The disciples and masters of Immortal Might Valley all wore expressions of people enjoying a show. They clearly thought that our little sect had come here merely to make a joke of itself.
But bringing only two people and planning to challenge an entire sect was indeed absurd.
"Very well. Since you're so eager to watch your disciple die right in front of you, I won't hold back. After all, the two of you have killed so many disciples of Immortal Might Valley. There's no way you'll be walking out of here alive." The young man sneered as he quickly pulled out a box. Red and violet alternated across its surface. It had been forged from high-grade Jade Paste, and it was clearly no ordinary object.