A Century of Fist Intent!

On the open ground beside the spirit spring, Li Yue's fist shot toward Ye Feng like a steel-wrapped sledgehammer, carrying a howling gale.

Even though he recognized Ye Feng, he held back nothing.

In Li Yue's eyes, Ye Feng was nothing more than a newcomer who had just entered the Inner Sect. Even if he had some reputation before, he was only a minor figure at the Qi Gathering Realm Third Layer. Daring to snatch the Spirit Spring Treasure Flower he had his eye on was pure suicide.

"Kid, let me show you the power of a Body Refining cultivator!" Li Yue roared, activating his Profound Grade top-tier Body Refining Art at full force. His arm muscles bulged, veins stood out like writhing worms, and a faint earthy yellow glow flickered over his fist.

This punch carried a terrifying force of fifty thousand jin. Even an ordinary True Condensation realm Tenth Layer cultivator wouldn't dare take it head-on, let alone a Qi Gathering Realm beginner. One wrong move and their bones would shatter.

Ye Feng had originally wanted to avoid conflict with a fellow disciple, but seeing Li Yue's ruthless determination, the last shred of compromise in his heart vanished.

His brows lifted, and the peak Qi Gathering Realm Ninth Layer aura inside him exploded outward. Cyan True Qi surged like a tide into his right hand, while a sliver of Fist Intent silently coated his knuckles. He met Li Yue's fist head-on.

"Boom!"

The moment their fists collided, the water in the spirit spring churned violently, sending spray flying in all directions.

The ground beneath their feet trembled sharply, cracking into a web of fine fissures.

A terrifying shockwave rippled outward. The few Inner Sect disciples who had followed Li Yue hastily channeled their True Qi to defend themselves, but they were still knocked back several steps, faces pale with shock.

Just how terrifying were these two's strength?

As the dust cleared, Ye Feng and Li Yue each stepped back one pace—a dead even tie!

Li Yue's eyes bulged, disbelief written all over his face. "You... how could you block my full-force punch? And weren't you at the Qi Gathering Realm Third Layer? How are you suddenly at the Ninth Layer peak?"

Li Yue could clearly feel the Fist Intent on Ye Feng's fist. That mysterious power had weakened much of his attack, but what shocked him even more was Ye Feng's cultivation level.

A month ago, he was still in the Body Refining Realm. Now he was at the Qi Gathering Realm Ninth Layer peak. It defied all logic!

"Were you hiding your strength on purpose?"

Li Yue quickly dismissed that thought.

"Impossible! Breaking through from the Body Refining Realm to the Ninth Layer peak in one month—even taking Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures wouldn't make that happen! You must have stumbled upon some incredible opportunity!"

Jealousy burned like a flame in Li Yue's heart.

He had spent a full two years just trying to break through to the Qi Gathering Realm Tenth Layer, yet Ye Feng could Reach the Sky in One Step. How could he accept that?

Ye Feng ignored Li Yue's shock, merely rubbing his slightly numb fist.

Li Yue's Body Refining strength was indeed formidable. If not for the Fist Intent backing him up, he might have already been on the losing end.

Just then, Li Yue's face darkened, and he put on a righteous front, bellowing, "Ye Feng! Hand over the Spirit Spring Treasure Flower! That fortune isn't meant for you!"

He stepped forward, his tone carrying an unyielding command: "You're only at the Qi Gathering Realm Ninth Layer. The spirit flower's effect on you is limited. But I'm already at the Tenth Layer. With that flower, I can Breakthrough to the True Condensation realm and become a core disciple of the sect!"

"Are you trying to defy me and hold back the growth of a sect prodigy?"

On the surface, these words seemed to speak for the sect, but in truth, they were nothing but blatant moral blackmail.

Li Yue wanted to monopolize the chance to break through to the True Condensation realm with the spirit flower, yet he dressed himself up as someone sacrificing for the sect.

The disciples following Li Yue were stunned when they heard that the spirit flower could help a Qi Gathering Realm Tenth Layer cultivator break through to the True Condensation realm.

The True Condensation realm was the dividing line between Inner Sect disciples and core disciples. Once Li Yue broke through, they, as his followers, would surely benefit and gain more Cultivation Resources.

"Ye Feng, how can you be so selfish?" one disciple spoke up first, his tone accusatory. "If the spirit flower is useless to you, why hoard it?"

"Exactly! Are you even a disciple of the Feiyun Sect? You should be supporting Senior Brother Li Yue's breakthrough!"

"Listen to reason. Give the spirit flower to Senior Brother Li Yue. After he breaks through, he'll definitely protect you and give you more Cultivation Resources. That's better than wasting it yourself!"

These disciples chimed in one after another, all driven by self-interest, yet they draped themselves in moral righteousness, as if Ye Feng refusing to hand over the flower made him a traitor to the sect.

Ye Feng looked at their hypocritical faces and couldn't help but sneer. "You talk about the sect's greater good, but all you're really thinking about is your own gain. If you want the spirit flower, come and take it with your own skill. If you can, it's yours. If you can't, then stop wasting my time with empty words."

With that, Ye Feng raised his hand, took out the Jade Box containing the Spirit Spring Treasure Flower from his storage ring, weighed it in his palm, and fixed a sharp gaze on Li Yue. "Li Yue, you wanted to snatch it, didn't you? Come on, then."

"Fine! Fine, you reckless fool!" Li Yue, enraged by Ye Feng's contempt, tore off all pretense.

"You think that just because you've broken through to the Ninth Layer peak, you can stand against me? What a joke! Today, I'll show you just how big the gap is between the Qi Gathering Realm Tenth Layer and the Ninth Layer!"

Before his words even faded, a surge of dense blood-and-qi energy erupted from Li Yue's body. Earthy yellow True Qi wrapped around him, and a mountain-like pressure bore down on Ye Feng, making his breathing feel sluggish.

Li Yue raised his fist, holding nothing back. Punch after punch hammered toward Ye Feng, each strike as fast as lightning, forming a storm of relentless offense. Every blow carried fifty thousand jin of force, as if trying to crush Ye Feng completely.

Ye Feng didn't dare slack off. He channeled his True Qi at full power, swinging both fists to meet Li Yue head-on in a direct clash.

The sound of "bang, bang, bang" rang out without pause. At first, Ye Feng could barely hold his ground, but as the fight dragged on, his disadvantage became clear.

Li Yue was a cultivator specialized in Body Refining. His physique far surpassed that of an ordinary Qi Gathering Realm cultivator. Even with Fist Intent backing him, Ye Feng's arms gradually grew numb. His punches slowed, and several times he couldn't block in time, forced to rely on True Qi to endure as he steadily retreated.

"I told you, you're no match for me!" Li Yue grinned coldly, triumph gleaming in his eyes as he intensified his attacks.

"Hand over the spirit flower now, and I might spare you. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Ye Feng felt stifled under the pressure.

If this kept up, he would eventually be defeated by Li Yue.

"Looks like I'll have to use that move." A thought crossed Ye Feng's mind. Ignoring Li Yue's assault, he sank his focus into the system.

"System, modify my Fist Intent. Time: Hundred Years Later."

As the command was issued, countless insights into the way of the fist flooded into Ye Feng's mind.

How to perfectly fuse Fist Intent with True Qi.

How to amplify the power of Fist Intent through subtle movements.

How to predict an enemy's defense during an attack...

These insights were as profound and clear as if Ye Feng had personally cultivated them for a hundred years.

His understanding of Fist Intent skyrocketed at a visible pace, directly breaking through from its original ten percent to twenty percent!

"A pity. My initial grasp of Fist Intent was too shallow. Even after modifying a hundred years, I can only raise it to twenty percent."

Ye Feng felt a trace of helplessness, but it was enough.

Twenty percent Fist Intent should be sufficient to deal with Li Yue.

Seeing Ye Feng suddenly stop retreating, Li Yue assumed he was about to put up a desperate fight and sneered, "What? Not running anymore? Ready to admit defeat?"

But when Li Yue saw Ye Feng raise his fist, preparing to execute the Vajra Fist, he laughed scornfully. "Still that move? Useless! Do you think the same trick can block me..."

Before Li Yue could finish, a golden light several times more intense than before suddenly erupted from Ye Feng's fist. A wave of Fist Intent, far surpassing its previous level, spread out like a tide.

Ye Feng's expression remained calm as his arm exploded with force. The golden fist tore through the air with a howl, hurtling toward Li Yue's fist as he roared, "Twenty percent Fist Intent... explode!"

The smile on Li Yue's face instantly froze. He could clearly feel the terror of this punch.

That Fist Intent was more than twice as strong as before!

A sharp sense of crisis surged in Li Yue's heart.

But by the time he thought to dodge, it was already too late.