You, You Dare Kill Me?

Xiao Yan had barely finished speaking before he darted forward, slamming a palm toward Yun Leng's chest.

Yun Leng's expression shifted drastically as he hurriedly raised his hands to defend, never expecting Xiao Yan to be so unappreciative; he had already offered soft words, yet the boy still refused to show any respect.

"Bang."

Yun Leng's body flew backward, crashing heavily into the wall.

The wall cracked, and rubble tumbled to the floor.

Yun Leng slid down from the wall, dropping to one knee as a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were filled with shock.

He was a Dou King powerhouse and the First Elder of the Misty Cloud Sect; throughout the entire Jia Ma Empire, those who could defeat him could be counted on one hand, and he possessed his own pride and dignity.

Yet, the youth before him had sent him flying with a single palm strike, completely shattering his dignity and pride. Furthermore, doing so in front of so many people caused him to lose all face; as the First Elder, to actually lose to a youth—what a humiliation this was!

"Impossible."

Xiao Yan did not give him a chance to catch his breath, his figure flickering as he attacked once more.

Yun Leng gritted his teeth, his internal Dou Qi surging wildly as he met the strike with a full-powered palm.

"Bang."

A sharp pain shot through Yun Leng's arm, as if his bones were about to snap. His body was sent flying backward again, crashing heavily onto the ground as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Several Dou Ling disciples stood to the side, their faces deathly pale as they watched their First Elder being sent flying by Xiao Yan's palm strikes, one after another, without even a chance to retaliate.

"First Elder..."

One disciple wanted to step forward, but his legs were trembling so violently he could not take a single step.

Yun Leng lay on the ground, shivering all over. He looked up to see Xiao Yan walking toward him step by step, and fear began to spread through his heart. In all his years, he had never seen such a terrifying existence. Cold sweat began to break out on his back, and his breathing grew rapid.

"Xiao Yan, you cannot kill me."

Yun Leng's voice trembled. "I am the First Elder of the Misty Cloud Sect. If you kill me, the Misty Cloud Sect will not let you off."

Xiao Yan looked at him, his face devoid of any expression.

"The Misty Cloud Sect will not let you off, and the Sect Master will not let you off either."

Yun Leng continued, "Let me go, and I can pretend today's events never happened."

"Are you finished?"

Yun Leng froze for a moment.

"If you're finished, then be on your way."

Xiao Yan raised his hand and struck down.

Yun Leng's eyes widened as he tried to say something, but it was already too late. His body stiffened in place before slowly collapsing; he had been killed on the spot.

The hall fell into a deathly silence.

The few Dou Ling disciples stood where they were, trembling uncontrollably. The First Elder was dead; the First Elder, a Dou King powerhouse, had been struck dead by Xiao Yan.

"You... you killed the First Elder..."

One disciple's voice was shaking. "You're insane. The Misty Cloud Sect will not let you off."

Xiao Yan turned his head to look at them.

The disciples retreated a few steps in terror.

"Run!"

Someone shouted, and the disciples turned and bolted toward the exit.

Xiao Yan raised his hand and struck out.

"Bang."

The disciple running at the back collapsed on the spot.

Another disciple managed to run out the door, but Xiao Yan's figure flickered as he gave chase.

"Bang, bang, bang."

After a few muffled thuds, only the last disciple remained standing at the doorway.

His legs were shaking and his face was pale; he couldn't even run anymore.

"Don't... don't kill me."

The disciple knelt on the ground, kowtowing incessantly.

Xiao Ding stepped forward and looked at Xiao Yan.

"Third Brother, kill him. Leave no survivors."

Xiao Li also walked over. "That's right, kill him to avoid him going back to report the news."

Xiao Yan shook his head.

"Spare his life."

Xiao Ding and Xiao Li exchanged a puzzled look.

"Third Brother, why keep him alive?"

"To let him go back and deliver a message."

Xiao Ding was stunned. "Third Brother, have you thought this through?"

"I have. If the Misty Cloud Sect wants to come for revenge, let them come. I don't mind wiping the Misty Cloud Sect off the map."

Xiao Ding and Xiao Li were both struck dumb. Wiping out the Misty Cloud Sect—the largest sect in the Jia Ma Empire.

In the past, such words would have been unthinkable, yet coming from Xiao Yan, they suddenly didn't seem impossible.

"Third Brother, you..."

Xiao Li didn't know what to say.

Xiao Yan looked at him. "Second Brother doesn't believe me?"

"I believe you. I believe anything you say."

Xiao Yan smiled and said nothing more.

The disciple kneeling on the ground heard Xiao Yan say he wouldn't kill him, so he scrambled to his feet and stumbled away in a panic.

Xiao Ding watched the disciple run off before turning back to look at Xiao Yan.

"Third Brother, are you truly not afraid of the Misty Cloud Sect? Regardless of anything else, they are, after all, the largest sect."

"What is there to fear? The strongest in the Misty Cloud Sect is only a three-star Dou Emperor. Dealing with them is more than enough for me."

Xiao Ding fell silent.

He realized he could see through this younger brother of his less and less.

At fifteen, he could kill a Dou King without batting an eye, and now he spoke of destroying the Misty Cloud Sect. Such spirit and such strength could not be found in a second person throughout the entire Jia Ma Empire.

"Third Brother, your brother is impressed."

Xiao Li patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder.

Xiao Yan did not speak.

The three of them sat down in the main hall, and Xiao Ding poured a cup of tea and handed it to Xiao Yan.

"Third Brother, what level has your strength actually reached?"

Xiao Yan took the teacup, took a sip, and said casually, "Four-star Dou King."

Xiao Ding's hand shook, and the teacup nearly fell to the floor.

Xiao Li was also stunned.

A four-star Dou King. A fifteen-year-old four-star Dou King.

What kind of concept was this?

Across the entire Jia Ma Empire, Dou King powerhouses could be counted on one's fingers, and every one of them was an old monster who had cultivated for decades.

Yet Xiao Yan was only fifteen this year.

"Third Brother, you..."

Xiao Li opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"I happened upon some fortuitous encounters."

Xiao Ding and Xiao Li exchanged a glance and did not press further.

Xiao Yan set down his teacup and took a jade bottle from his Storage Ring, placing it on the table.

"Big Brother, Second Brother, this is for you."

"What is it?"

"Purple Heart Profound Dragon Pill. A tier seven medicinal pill. After consuming it, one can advance directly from Dou King to Dou Emperor."

Xiao Ding and Xiao Li were both stunned. A tier seven medicinal pill, capable of elevating one from Dou King to Dou Emperor.

"Third Brother, are you telling the truth?"

Xiao Li asked, unable to believe it.

"When have I ever lied to you?"

Xiao Li picked up the jade bottle, his hands trembling.

A Dou Emperor. That was a Dou Emperor.

In the past, he wouldn't have even dared to dream of it.

But now, a single pill could elevate him to the rank of Dou Emperor.

"Third Brother, where did you get the formula for this pill?"

"I refined it myself."

Xiao Ding fell silent.

A sixth-tier alchemist was already terrifying enough, and now he was a seventh-tier one.

Just how many more secrets did this younger brother of his have?

"Third Brother, thank you."

Xiao Ding said solemnly.

"There's no need for such formalities between brothers."

Xiao Yan stood up, "I'll be heading back now."

Xiao Ding and Xiao Li walked him to the door.

Watching Xiao Yan's departing back, Xiao Li couldn't help but speak up, "Eldest Brother, our younger brother is truly different now."

Xiao Ding nodded, "Indeed. In the past, I thought it would be good enough if he could just recover his strength, but I never expected..."

"Never expected what?"

"Never expected that he would reach this stage. A Dou King and a seventh-tier alchemist—you wouldn't find a second one in the entire Jia Ma Empire."

Xiao Li nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with admiration.