The disciple twisted black into white? The seventh elder took up his hammer and descended the mountain!

Only after the members of the Clear Sky Sect disappeared at the end of the street did the surrounding crowd gradually come to their senses.

Gaze after gaze fell on Li Qingshan, now carrying a measure of awe that had not been there before.

No one had expected this young man, who looked barely twenty, to be a Titled Douluo!

Li Qingshan paid no attention to their reactions. He simply turned back to the wooden counter, gestured to the stallholder, and said:

"Wrap everything up."

The stallholder nodded at once.

"Yes, yes! One moment, Your Excellency!"

His hands moved far more briskly than before. He quickly tied up the packets of Rock-Armored Earth Dragon meat, then carefully handed them over with the jar of beast blood.

Li Qingshan took them and passed them to Yu Xiaogang.

"Xiaogang, put these away."

"Yes, Teacher."

Yu Xiaogang took out his Storage Soul Tool and stored both the meat and the blood. Then he glanced down at Luo Sanpao, who was still staring longingly at the wooden counter, and could not help smiling.

"Sanpao, stop looking. We've bought it for you."

"Luo-luo!" The little creature tipped up his head and cried out before following Yu Xiaogang back a couple of steps.

Li Qingshan glanced in the direction the Clear Sky Sect members had gone and said slowly:

"Let's go."

Yu Xiaogang nodded and was about to follow when his teacher added, "Tell the driver to ready the carriage. We won't stay here tonight. We'll set out for Heaven Dou City today."

Yu Xiaogang paused, puzzled.

"Teacher, we're leaving already?"

"We've bought what we needed. There's no reason to stay." Li Qingshan walked on with his hands behind his back, his tone perfectly natural.

"The sooner we reach Heaven Dou City, the sooner I can search for Immortal Herbs, and the sooner Sanpao can continue evolving."

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up at once, and he nodded repeatedly.

"This disciple understands!"

As far as he was concerned, his teacher could not possibly be leaving because he feared the Clear Sky Sect.

A Level 99 Limit Douluo! With cultivation like that, his teacher might not even spare the sect master of the Clear Sky Sect a second glance if he came in person.

Besides, their journey had been meant for training and for finding herbs that would help Sanpao evolve. There was no need to let a few overbearing Clear Sky Sect disciples delay what mattered.

With that thought, Yu Xiaogang picked up Luo Sanpao and quickened his pace.

"Teacher, I'll go tell the driver to ready the carriage!"

Li Qingshan nodded.

"Go on."

Watching the young man hurry toward the inn, Li Qingshan kept his expression composed, though he quietly breathed a sigh of relief. If they did not leave now, there was no telling what might happen later.

He had released that trace of a Limit Douluo's aura for only an instant, but it had already fallen dormant again. He could not call upon it a second time anytime soon.

For now, all he could freely wield was his own level-seventy Soul Power. With the Passionate Sword's soul skills and his Martial Soul Avatar, he could naturally handle most Clear Sky Sect disciples.

Even if a Soul Douluo came, he was confident he could manage.

But what if the matter kept escalating?

Beat the disciples, and an elder would come.

Beat the elder, and what if that brought out the Clear Sky Sect's sect master?

Li Qingshan had no desire to test, here and now, whether he could truly fight a Titled Douluo. What was more, in the eyes of those Clear Sky Sect disciples, he already was one.

If they reported the matter after returning, the Clear Sky Sect was hardly going to send a few ordinary disciples down the mountain again.

If someone did come, they probably would not be as easy to send away as the group just now.

The meat's bought, and the people who needed it have been taught a lesson.

Li Qingshan thought to himself:

Finding Immortal Herbs comes first.

With that, he quickened his steps and soon led Yu Xiaogang away from the street.

Elsewhere.

Outside the Clear Sky Sect's mountain gate.

Several disciples ran up the mountain path. Only when the familiar gate came into view did they finally feel somewhat at ease.

But before they could enter, a voice sounded ahead.

"What kind of conduct is this, rushing about in a panic?"

They looked up and saw two men in their fifties or sixties emerging from the gate.

One was powerfully built, with a sharpness to his features. He was frowning at them.

The other stood beside him. His gaze swept across the disciples and quickly settled on the man whose face was swollen on one side.

The newcomers were Tang Lie, the Clear Sky Sect's seventh elder, and Tang Wei, its fifth elder.

"Greetings, Seventh Elder, Fifth Elder!" The disciples hurriedly stopped and bowed.

Tang Lie glanced at their empty hands, then at the man they were supporting. His frown deepened as he asked:

"Weren't you sent down the mountain to buy Soul Beast meat?"

"Where is it? And what happened to his face?"

The leader opened his mouth, looking embarrassed, then explained:

"Seventh Elder, we met a young man below the mountain. He seized the Soul Beast meat and blood we were buying for the sect, and he beat one of our men."

As he spoke, he seemed to recall that terrifying aura. His voice dropped.

"He looked about twenty, but... but he seemed to be a Titled Douluo! We're not sure whether he really was."

Tang Lie froze for a moment.

Then he whipped around and exclaimed in disbelief, "What did you say? A Titled Douluo around twenty years old?"

The leader nodded hurriedly.

"Yes. His aura was so terrifying that I could barely circulate my Soul Power. I truly was no match for him..."

"Impossible!" Tang Lie raised a hand to cut him off and barked, "Reach Titled Douluo at twenty? Do you think Titled Douluo grow by the roadside like cabbages?"

The leader was left speechless.

Tang Wei, standing nearby, frowned slightly and was about to ask a few more questions when Tang Lie gave a cold snort.

"You were most likely fooled! He must have used some special trick to play at being a ghost or god. If he really had such power, why would he fight you over a few pieces of Soul Beast meat?"

The disciples exchanged glances, but none dared answer. They did not know how to explain it, either.

Yet they had felt it firsthand: their bodies stiffening until they could scarcely even think of resisting.

Tang Lie's gaze fell once more on the beaten man's face, and the anger in his eyes flared. He said:

"He dared beat members of my Clear Sky Sect below the mountain and steal the sect's property. That brat must be tired of living!"

As he spoke, Soul Power surged around him, and a great black hammer appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, Tang Wei hurriedly said, "Seventh Brother, let's get the facts straight first. If the other party could—"

But before he could finish, Tang Lie had already shot forward.

"What more is there to ask? Once I bring him back, everything will be clear!"

Before his words had faded, he had swept past the disciples and charged straight down the mountain, Clear Sky Hammer in hand.

Tang Wei's outstretched hand hung in midair. Watching Tang Lie's figure rapidly recede, he frowned. "Why is Seventh Brother still so hotheaded?!"

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