The Contest

Before Ye Jinming and Ye Jinxuan, the two in charge, or their eldest brother, who had taken the lead, could speak,

Several young masters of the Ye clan behind them began hurling abuse.

Ye Zhifan and Ye Zhiwen, hidden among them, exchanged glances and gave slight nods.

They understood each other's meaning: make a bigger fuss and force the Ye Jinming brothers to step forward.

Ye Anlan had already folded his arms and was giving the assembled Ye clan members a sidelong look.

"I confiscated them, and I hit them. If any of you object, step forward.

"And another thing! You dared curse me, Anlan, in front of so many clansmen at the Pill Pavilion. I might as well keep the goods as compensation."

"Compensation?" Ye Zhifan, who stood behind Ye Jinming, was so furious he laughed. His words were meant to provoke him.

"Ye Anlan, after spending a few years in the Ruin Realm, you don't know how high the heavens are or how vast the earth is, do you?"

"You dared hit Young Master Jinming's people. Do you know that Young Master Jinming's father is the third master of our Ye clan, Elder Zhanshan?"

"Exactly, exactly. You dared rob us of our things. You deserved to be cursed, and I'm afraid you deserve a beating too," Ye Zhiwen chimed in.

"And you still dare ask for compensation? Fine. Let us beat you into a cripple, and we'll give you compensation."

"Could it be... the young master sent you to use these underhanded tricks... heh heh..."

No one knew who had suddenly said it, but the entire place fell silent.

Ye Jinming frowned at the words, as did Jinxuan, whose feet began to move backward.

Some things were tacitly understood, but if you said them out loud... things would...

Ye Anlan flew into a rage and grinned fiercely. "Are you pieces of trash worthy of pills like these?"

"I, Anlan, fought and killed in the Ruin Realm. I look down on pampered trash like you."

"And you dare slander the young master. You're truly... courting death."

Ye Anlan stepped forward and suddenly raised his hand, slamming his palm onto the counter where the Pill Pavilion dispensed its pills.

Boom!

His Foundation Establishment Late Stage Peak Law Power erupted, and the counter instantly cracked like a turtle's shell.

More frightening still, a wisp of blue-gray calamitous wind was mixed into that Law Power. Wherever it passed, the wood rapidly rotted and crumbled apart!

That blue-gray wind... what a strange Dao resonance.

How could the Wind Destruction Sha Condensation Ye Anlan originally cultivated be so powerful?

The people around them erupted in an even greater uproar.

"Calamity Wind... that's Calamity Wind!"

"When did Ye Anlan obtain such a rare treasure of heaven and earth?"

"No wonder he's so arrogant. He obtained a great fortuitous opportunity..."

A fierce light flashed in Ye Anlan's eyes. Then he looked toward Ye Zhifan and Ye Zhiwen among the clan members.

Seeing this, Ye Jinming, Ye Jinxuan, and several others hurriedly moved aside to get out of the way.

Ye Anlan's figure suddenly blurred, moving as fast as a ghost and stirring up a fierce wind that howled shrilly.

Ye Zhiwen and Ye Zhifan were shocked. They instinctively circulated their Law Power to protect themselves and drew back.

But they were only at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.

On top of that, Ye Anlan was too fast, and the fierce wind was even stranger. It tore straight through their protective spiritual light.

A palm shrouded in a blue-gray vortex of wind slammed into both their chests.

"Pfft..."

"Cough, cough, cough."

As though struck by a heavy hammer, neither man could resist for even a breath. Blood sprayed wildly from their mouths as they flew backward, crashed into the Pill Hall's doorposts, and slid down. Their breaths were feeble, a section of each man's breastbone was visibly caved in, and their eyes were filled with horror and pain.

"Barking madly like dogs. I used you to test the Calamity Wind I just refined, and you trash couldn't even withstand one blow."

Ye Anlan shook his hand as though he had swatted away two flies. A savage smile on his face, he glared viciously at the few who remained.

His gaze seemed particularly provocative when it fell on Ye Jinming and Jinxuan.

The Ye clan geniuses who followed the brothers' lead all glanced at them, some openly, some subtly.

In that instant, the brothers seemed to understand something.

Ye Jinming gently patted Jinxuan beside him.

The two brothers understood each other without words.

"Ye Anlan! How dare you strike and injure people!"

Ye Jinming's eyes nearly split with rage. A longsword slid fully from its sheath, a blue Sword-Ray flickered, and the Azure Nether Wind rustled.

Ye Jinxuan's face also turned ashen with anger. A blue folding fan appeared in his hand, with immortal cranes flying across it, brimming with spiritual essence and wreathed in a naturally pure, exquisite blue spiritual wind.

The three faced off.

At that moment, a deathly silence reigned inside and outside the Pill Pavilion.

No one had expected Ye Anlan to be so arrogant as to strike his own clansmen so viciously in the Pill Pavilion, right under everyone's eyes!

They probably...

This is really exciting.

"Injure people?" Ye Anlan looked at the two furious men at his leisure. "It was merely a spar between clansmen, a bit of play among ourselves. How could that count as a heavy hand?

"What, are only your people allowed to be formidable? Can't I, Ye Anlan, make a little progress?"

He stepped closer, openly releasing the Calamity Wind attribute presence from his body, with its sense of calamity and destruction. It even made Ye Jinming's sharp, Azure Nether sword intent falter.

"Why use an ox cleaver to kill a chicken? Brother, with your status, why should you deal with Anlan yourself? Your little brother Jinxuan is untalented, but let me test Anlan's skills."

Ye Jinxuan suddenly spoke, a trace of anger coloring his distinguished face.

Ye Jinming gave him a meaningful look and nodded slightly. "Be careful."

Ye Jinxuan turned to Ye Anlan, cupped his fists, and smiled. "Brother Anlan, please enlighten me."

Ye Anlan glanced at him and suddenly sneered. "Young Master Jinxuan, you dare fight me too?"

Before his words had faded, his figure vanished!

Wind Destruction Sha Condensation

The next moment, dozens of blue-gray wind blades appeared out of thin air beside Ye Jinxuan, slashing straight at his right arm!

Too fast!

Ye Jinxuan's expression did not change as he summoned a bronze shield to block at his side.

Then he flicked his fingertips, and the spiritual fan snapped open.

As the fan first moved, his Dao foundation, Clear Heng Radiant Wind, stirred within him.

The radiance of Clear Heng burst forth from between the fan's ribs. A gentle breeze blew in, clear and radiant.

It had the effect of dispelling calamity and purifying.

In an instant, fragrant immortal cranes appeared throughout the Pill Pavilion, looking extraordinarily majestic and filling people with a sense of comfort.

But he had not expected Ye Anlan not to dodge at all. Nor could he possibly have known that Ye Anlan had refined the origin essence of a spirit tree within his body. A blue radiance flashed across Ye Anlan, surging as it resisted the Clear Heng Radiant Wind.

Then his figure moved like a ghost. The instant the blue-gray wind blades touched the shield Law Artifact, patches of decay rapidly appeared across its surface, and its spiritual power drained away at speed.

"What?!" Ye Jinxuan was shocked and tried to retreat, but felt an uncanny, obstructive force envelop his body, slowing his movements by thirty percent.

In that brief moment of delay, Ye Anlan appeared at his side, the five fingers of his right hand curled into a claw. Wreathed in calamitous wind, it reached viciously for Ye Jinxuan's shoulder!

"Stop!" Ye Jinming roared, trying to help, but it was too late.

Crack!

The sound of bones shattering rang out clearly.

Ye Jinxuan screamed, his entire right arm hanging limp, his shoulder bones shattered!

More frightening still, the gray-black wind force invaded his body, withering his meridians and dispersing his Law Power wherever it passed!

Fortunately, the Clear Heng Radiant Wind resisted it. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

Having landed his blow, Ye Anlan did not pursue. Instead, he drifted back three zhang, brushed nonexistent dust from his hands, and sneered:

"I already told you, you're not worthy."

"Ye Anlan, how dare you!"

An immense force suddenly descended from within the peak, seemingly intent on tearing Ye Anlan apart.

At the same time, an illusory figure appeared silently inside the Pill Pavilion and cast a cold glance around.

Xu Feng wore a black robe, his face obscured and blurred by Law Power. The presence around him was as unfathomable as an abyss.

Shortly after he appeared, that immense, furious presence suddenly subsided.

He stood between the people facing off.

Xu Feng pinched a pill between his fingers and tossed it into Ye Jinxuan's mouth.

In only a moment, the broken arm regenerated, becoming as good as new. The Calamity Wind dispersed, and Clear Heng Radiant Wind flickered within Ye Jinxuan.

"Thank you, Lord Xu Feng..."

"L-Lord Xu Feng!" Several Ye clan disciples cried out in shock upon hearing the title.

He was a retainer of True Lord Qiuran, almost as though the True Lord's avatar had come in person.

Xu Feng said nothing and merely stood there quietly, but the invisible pressure left everyone struggling to breathe.

"Anlan," Xu Feng finally said, his voice indifferent. "The young master did not call you back so you could stir up trouble."

Ye Anlan hurriedly bowed. "Your reprimand is deserved, my lord. I was impulsive."

Xu Feng turned his gaze. "Ye Jinming, do any of you have objections?"

Ye Jinming merely gave a soft chuckle without saying a word.

He bowed to Xu Feng.

Then he helped his younger brother Ye Jinxuan out of the Pill Pavilion.

The Ye clan members still in the Pill Pavilion looked at one another, unsure how to conduct themselves.

After waiting a moment,

Xu Feng finally said, in an indifferent voice,

"Starting today, the young master has graciously permitted the opening of the Qingyu Ruins Realm. Fortuitous opportunities, inheritances, spirit medicines, and rare treasures will be taken from the Cloud-Heaven Azure Palace, the True Lord's Qiuran Palace, and the Qingyu Det​​ached Palace. Even Purple Heart Radiant Pills are among them...

"All young clan members and geniuses who wish to may apply. As for those who perform exceptionally and possess outstanding talent... the young master will not be stingy with rewards."

Then he pulled Ye Anlan over, patted him on the shoulder, and said,

"Anlan is your example. Do you understand?"

When Xu Feng finished speaking, the Ye clan members stared blankly for a moment, then all bowed in submission.

What happened today also spread across the eight million li of Yunlan in an instant.

Young Master Jinyu showed both benevolence and authority. It was a blessing for the Ye clan.