"Well..."
A groan came from the ground, and the black-robed man, who had been unconscious, slowly opened his eyes.
As soon as he regained consciousness, he felt a burning pain all over his face, especially around the bridge of his nose; even the slightest movement made him gasp in pain.
" Grandmaster is awake?"
Upon hearing the noise, Xing immediately perked up, squatted down in front of the man in black robes, and looked at him with a smile.
"Oh, you're awake? Good thing you're awake. Your elders are here, so let's quickly discuss the compensation issue."
The man in black robes was startled by the face that suddenly approached him. After recognizing Xing, the events that had occurred at the city gate immediately flashed through his mind.
It's this woman!
He, a dignified Soul Saint, was actually knocked unconscious by her with a single punch!
He was about to burst into a tirade when he suddenly realized something was wrong with his surroundings. He found himself in a spacious hall, with several of his fellow disciples lying haphazardly beside him, and an imposing old man sitting at the head of the hall.
"Where... have you brought me?"
Xing pointed to Yu Yuanzhen at the head of the table and introduced him enthusiastically, "Look, this is the patriarch of your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Didn't you say you were from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? I specially brought you back."
Upon hearing this, the man in the black robe was immediately stunned.
The patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?
Yu Yuanzhen?!
He suddenly looked up at the old man sitting at the head of the table, and his heart skipped a beat.
Their original purpose in leaving the Clear Sky Sect was to investigate the Spirit Hall's suspected experiment on creating Artificial Clear Sky Hammer. To conceal their identities, they temporarily assumed the name of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Who would have thought that upon arriving in Spirit City, before even entering the city gates, he would be knocked unconscious by a woman wielding a baseball bat and delivered directly to the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!
Yu Yuanzhen put down his teacup and looked at him coldly.
"I heard you claim to be from my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? How come I've never seen you before?"
The man in black robes' expression changed slightly, but he quickly forced himself to calm down.
"Senior, you may not know this, but although I come from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, I have spent most of my time cultivating outside the sect and rarely return. It is not surprising that you do not recognize me."
As he spoke, he secretly glanced around the hall, looking for an opportunity to escape.
After hearing Yu Yuanzhen let out a cold laugh.
"Since you are a disciple of my sect, what is your name? Which branch of the clan do you belong to? Who is your master?"
The man in the black robe opened his mouth, but couldn't answer.
How could he know how many branches the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had, let alone who the elders of each branch were? He usually stayed at the Clear Sky Sect, interacting only with disciples of his own sect; why would he bother to study the genealogies of other sects?
"Well... I've been away from the sect for many years, and I don't remember many things very clearly..."
"You don't even remember your own master's name?" Lin Yuan couldn't help but laugh. "You're quite something. You went out to cultivate and forgot even your ancestors?"
Xing nodded in agreement. "Exactly! Weren't you quite imposing at the city gate just now? You kept talking about the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, how come you can't even say which branch you belong to now?"
Yu Yuanzhen's expression grew increasingly grim.
"As the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, I have a general impression of every disciple in the clan who has cultivated to the Soul Saint realm. Since you claim to be from my clan, then release your Martial Soul and let me see it!"
The man in black robes felt a chill run down his spine.
Release your Martial Soul?
Are you kidding me!
They are disciples of the Clear Sky Sect, and their Martial Soul is the Clear Sky Hammer. If they were to summon it in front of Yu Yuanzhen, wouldn't their identities be exposed on the spot?
He gritted his teeth and simply stopped talking.
Seeing that he had suddenly fallen silent, Xing couldn't help but move closer to Lin Yuan and whisper, " Lin Yuan, could this guy really be an imposter?"
Even Senior Yu doesn't recognize him, what do you think?
"What do we do then?" Xing asked anxiously. "If they aren't from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, won't no one be there to pay for them? I put in so much effort today!"
Seeing her distressed expression, Lin Yuan couldn't help but laugh, "What's the rush? Impersonating disciples of the Upper Three Sects, causing trouble at the gates of Spirit City, and even attacking officers on duty in public—these are no small matters. Once their true identities are discovered, they won't escape the consequences."
Xing's eyes lit up immediately.
"Real?"
"Certainly."
Xing immediately turned around, squatted down again in front of the man in black robes, and patted him on the shoulder with a grin.
"Did you hear me? Quickly tell me honestly, which sect do you belong to? Don't worry, I'm not picky, as long as you have money!"
The man in the black robe's lips twitched violently.
He finally understood why this gray-haired woman had captured him and several of his fellow disciples.
So, in her eyes, he wasn't a Soul Saint at all, but a bag of goods that could be exchanged for money!
What angered him even more was that he actually couldn't beat her.
Yu Yuanzhen had lost his patience and said coldly, "I'll ask you one last time, who exactly are you people? Why are you impersonating disciples of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
The man in the black robe kept his head down, still refusing to answer.
"Since you're unwilling to speak, then release your Martial Soul." Yu Yuanzhen stood up, his body faintly radiating the pressure of Titled Douluo. "I'd like to see which sect is so audacious as to use the banner of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to swindle and deceive in Spirit City!"
Cold sweat gradually appeared on the forehead of the man in the black robe.
Yu Yuanzhen is not the Soul King who was guarding the city just now, but a genuine Titled Douluo.
What's more, Lin Yuan was standing next to him, as was the gray-haired girl who had knocked him unconscious with a single punch.
If we stay here any longer, our identities will be exposed sooner or later.
Thinking of this, he suddenly lowered his head, pretending to accept his fate.
"Seniors, I know I was wrong. However, this matter is quite complex, so please allow me to stand up and explain slowly."
Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow but did not stop him.
The man in black robes supported himself on the ground and slowly stood up, his gaze fixed on the entrance of the hall.
Just when everyone thought he was about to speak, he suddenly activated his Soul Power, turned around, and rushed towards the gate!
"You want me to reveal my identity? Dream on!"
He suddenly exerted force with his feet, and his whole body shot forward several meters in an instant, about to escape from the hall.
Yu Yuanzhen's face darkened, and he was just about to make a move when Xing slowly raised his baseball bat.
"Oh, you think you can run away?"
With a flick of her wrist, the baseball bat flew out of her hand and headed straight for the man in the black robe.
The man in the black robe was terrified when he heard the whooshing sound behind him.
It's that damn baseball bat again!
Just now at the city gate, the Grandmaster's arrogance was completely shattered by this woman's punch. Now that he sees the baseball bat flying towards him again, how could he dare to be careless in the slightest?
In desperation, he no longer cared about concealing his identity and suddenly raised his right hand.
" Clear Sky Hammer!"
A flash of black light appeared, and a massive, jet-black hammer instantly materialized in his palm.
The man in black robes gripped the hammer handle tightly with both hands, turned abruptly, and held the giant hammer in front of his chest.
"Clang!"
With a loud bang, the baseball bat slammed solidly into the Clear Sky Hammer.
The man in black robes felt a terrifying force travel through the hammer handle, sending him flying backward and crashing heavily into a stone pillar in the hall.
He screamed in agony as the Clear Sky Hammer slipped from his hand and vanished. He then collapsed to the ground, once again unable to resist.
Xing walked over, picked up the baseball bat, and casually slung it over his shoulder.
"I told you to tell the truth, why did you have to run away?"
However, at this moment, Yu Yuanzhen could no longer pay attention to Xing.
His gaze was fixed on the man in black robes, his face full of surprise.
Although that Martial Soul only appeared for a brief moment, he was absolutely certain he wouldn't mistake it.
The jet-black hammer, its heavy aura, and its iconic shape...
" The Clear Sky Hammer?!"
Yu Yuanzhen suddenly turned his head and looked at the black-robed man lying on the ground.
"You're actually from the Clear Sky Sect?"
Lin Yuan was also somewhat surprised.
"No wonder he refused to release his Martial Soul earlier, so he's a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect!"
As he spoke, he walked up to the man in the black robe, squatted down, and looked him over.
"Didn't your Clear Sky Sect close its mountains a long time ago? Why did you suddenly come to Spirit City? And to make matters worse, you even impersonated the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
Lin Yuan turned to look at Yu Yuanzhen and smiled, "Senior Yu, it seems that the name of your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is quite useful; even the people of the Clear Sky Sect like to use it to enhance their image."
Yu Yuanzhen coldly, his face extremely ugly.
Disciples of the Clear Sky Sect impersonated members of their family and bullied officers at the gate of Spirit City, but were eventually caught red-handed.
If this gets out, people who don't know the truth will really think that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is bullying others!
Yu Yuanzhen looked at the black-robed man on the ground and said coldly, "So this is the Clear Sky Sect! After so many years of seclusion, they've learned to use other people's names to bully others outside!"
On the other hand, Xing had no interest in the feud between the two major sects.
She was stunned for a moment, then quickly ran to Lin Yuan's side and tugged at his sleeve.
" Lin Yuan, is the Clear Sky Sect also one of the Upper Three Sects?"
Lin Yuan nodded. "Yes, what's wrong?"
Xing's eyes immediately lit up.
"Do they have money?"
Lin Yuan glanced at her, suppressing a laugh as he replied, "After all, it was once the number one sect in the world, don't you think?"
Xing immediately perked up.
She looked again at the black-robed man on the ground, whose face she had beaten black and blue, and the disappointment on her face vanished.
"Hehe! Turns out, arresting the wrong person can lead to arresting someone even more valuable!"
A few days later, at the Clear Sky Sect.
A disheveled young disciple finally stumbled back to the sect.
He was the last Clear Sky Sect disciple who managed to escape from the gates of Spirit City that day, taking advantage of his Grandmaster's desperate attempt to stop Xing.
He didn't dare to rest along the way, fearing that the gray-haired girl with the baseball bat would suddenly catch up with him.
Upon returning to the sect, he rushed to the council hall.
"Report! Sect Master! Elders! Something's happened! Something terrible has happened!"
Tang Xiao and several elders were discussing sect affairs when they heard the noise and looked up.
The Seventh Elder frowned and asked, "What's with this panic? What kind of behavior is this? What exactly happened?"
The disciple knelt on the ground, his face filled with terror, and he even stammered as he spoke.
"Sect Master! Seventh Elder! Grandmaster and the others... they've all been captured!"
Tang Xiao suddenly stood up.
"What?! Who did this?!"
The disciple swallowed hard, his voice trembling slightly.
"It's... it's a gray-haired girl!"
"She was holding a baseball bat, and with one hit each, she knocked out all the senior students and took them away!"