I Almost Forgot About You
"Who? Who was speaking just now?"
The burly man's face darkened, and he looked towards the second floor of the restaurant in the direction of the voice. "How dare others interfere in the affairs of my Yuhuo Cult?"
As he spoke, he no longer concealed his presence.
A powerful surge of Mana, signifying the late stage of Foundation Establishment, emanated from his body.
A late-stage Foundation Establishment level is enough to support an entire family.
For a moment, many cultivators in the restaurant showed expressions of surprise.
The Dao Commencement Assembly is for disciples under thirty years old from various immortal sects.
After all, the Yuhuo Cult wasn't exactly a major sect, and it's understandable that a strong man of this age could be a little arrogant given his level of cultivation.
Don't assume that cultivating immortality is easy just because Lu Bai's cultivation level has skyrocketed.
Among the immortal sects currently participating in the Dao Commencement Assembly, many of the smaller sects still have their strongest members at the Qi Refining stage.
The young man sitting on the second floor of the restaurant showed no fear. He picked up a glass of wine and downed it in one gulp, saying with a hint of alcohol on his breath, "What? You think you can act like this just because you have a little bit of cultivation?"
As the burly man revealed his cultivation level, several well-informed cultivators clearly recognized his identity.
"Could this person be Xi Ao Yan?"
"Not bad, it matches. I heard that he was a promising talent discovered by the Yuhuo Cult during his travels. He brought him back to the sect and personally nurtured him. He embarked on the path of cultivation at the age of eight, and his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds. He is hailed as the most monstrous genius in the sect in the past hundred years."
"Rumor has it that he successfully established his Foundation Establishment in five years of cultivation, but I didn't expect him to be in the late stage of Foundation Establishment now. He's only twenty-seven years old, isn't he?"
"That's right, many people speculate that he might reach the Core Formation stage before he turns forty."
There was much discussion in the restaurant, and aside from his character and conduct, the general opinion of Xi Ao Yan was quite high.
It's important to know that Foundation Establishment cultivators typically live to be between two and three hundred years old. A twenty-seven-year-old late-stage Foundation Establishment is equivalent to a ten-year-old college senior in modern society.
Xi Ao Yan looked at the second floor of the restaurant with an unfriendly expression, raised his right hand, and slowly clenched his fist.
Seeing this, many people in the restaurant looked at the young man with pity.
Speaking out for justice isn't wrong, but unfortunately, he messed with the wrong person. He'll probably be killed on the spot by Xi Ao Yan to establish his authority.
Xi Ao Yan raised his right fist, which was gradually covered with a layer of blazing flames, and then he threw a punch at the boy.
Fire-attribute techniques are all extremely violent; the mere overflowing heat waves caused people around to stagger and fall, and the first floor of the restaurant was instantly turned into a mess.
Lu Bai watched as the illusory fist formed from flames hurtled towards the boy, but he didn't rush to help.
With his overwhelming cultivation level, he could easily judge the relative strengths of both sides from a superior vantage point.
The way things unfolded did not surprise him.
The Drinking Youth remained seated calmly until the Flame Fist was almost upon him before suddenly moving.
He simply took the chopsticks he was using to pick up food and made a horizontal slash at Flame Fist.
Driven by his Mana, his late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, just like Xi Ao Yan's, was fully revealed.
Clang~
Two ordinary chopsticks produced a clanging sound similar to that of swords.
The wooden chopsticks cleaved the fist-shaped imprint made entirely of flames in two with overwhelming force.
It precisely destroyed the spiritual energy structure of this attack, causing it to dissipate effortlessly into the world.
Many people were speechless upon seeing this.
"Who is this person? He's also in the late Foundation Establishment stage."
"To possess such terrifying sword intent at such a young age, could it be that he has been sleeping on the Sword Tomb since childhood?"
"Interesting, it seems Xi Ao Yan has really bitten off more than he can chew this time."
Xi Ao Yan also realized that his opponent was no ordinary person.
At this age, with this level of cultivation, and being a sword cultivator, there's only one possibility: the young man is a disciple of the Jiange, the most prestigious sect in Xuanzhou.
Of course, there are several other immortal sects in Xuanzhou that are on par with Jiange Pavilion, and Xi Ao Yan wouldn't back down just because of Jiange's reputation.
To be frank, this is just a fight between disciples; the older generation won't interfere.
Therefore, Xi Ao Yan not only showed no sign of retreating, but instead became eager for battle.
"Then draw your sword and let me see just how capable this generation of Jiange disciples really are."
In an instant, a blazing flame erupted around him, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the entire restaurant area seemed to burn, making it difficult for people to breathe.
The boy didn't even glance down, picked up the wine pot, poured himself a drink, and drank it.
Xi Ao Yan snorted coldly, "Arrogant!"
After his angry outburst, he made a move to launch another attack.
Seeing that there was nothing for them to do for the time being, Lu Bai then signaled the disciples of the Qingwang Sect to follow him out of the restaurant. After all, the tables had been overturned, and they couldn't continue eating anyway.
The dark-skinned young man mixed in with the Yuhuo Cult immediately became anxious.
He initially instigated his senior brother, who was leading the team, to test Lu Bai, but somehow he ended up fighting with someone else. Is this senior brother all muscle and no brain?
Seeing that the plan was about to change, the dark-skinned young man, in desperation, shouted loudly, "Trying to escape? Is this all the courage your Qingwang Sect has? What kind of Dao Commencement Assembly are you even participating in?"
Lu Bai glanced at him, his smile growing even brighter.
Oh, I almost forgot about you.
After reading the other party's abilities, he then slightly raised a bit of his Mana and, with lightning speed, slapped the dark-skinned young man on the head.
Without any chance to resist, the dark-skinned young man died on the spot.
[Bite!]
[Points +1, Current Points: 2, Current Rank: 1/195]
Upon seeing this, the remaining disciples of the Yuhuo Cult were enraged.
Admittedly, in such a short time, they couldn't possibly have developed a deep sense of camaraderie with the dark-skinned young man.
But no matter what, in their eyes, the dark-skinned young man was a member of their Yuhuo Cult.
Lu Bai brazenly killed him in front of so many people, which was tantamount to rubbing the face of the Yuhuo Cult into the ground.
If you don't react, don't represent your sect at the Dao Commencement Assembly.
To be honest, the Qingwang Sect disciples following behind Lu Bai were a little flustered, and Fatty Feng was the first to want to tell Lu Bai to inform Elder Wang.
Leaving aside Lu Bai, among the disciples of the Qingwang Sect, the one with the highest cultivation level is Fatty Feng, but he is only at the Qi Refining Layer Ten.
Let alone dealing with Xi Ao Yan, he wasn't even confident he could handle the remaining disciples of the Yuhuo Cult.
"Who are you?! How dare you kill someone in front of me!"
After this incident, Xi Ao Yan was no longer in the mood to fight the drunken youth. Taking advantage of his rising momentum, he immediately turned his attack on Lu Bai.
The raging flames rushed towards him, but Lu Bai still wore an innocent smile.
He no longer concealed his cultivation level, releasing his spiritual power to form a large handprint composed purely of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Then he swung it directly.
The immense spiritual power crashed down like Mount Tai, extinguishing the flames completely, and sending Xi Ao Yan flying.