Volume 1, Chapter 9: The Martial Arena, A Decisive Battle!
“Greetings, Master.”
What followed from Mu Liancheng’s words sent chills down the spines of the heads of the three great families, their blood nearly freezing in an instant.
“Good disciple, you have been far too merciful with these people. A single word from you—kneel to beg for your lives or stand to await death. Lieshan City is too insignificant to harbor four great families. Now, with just one command from you, I will completely annihilate the three great families.”
Guo Baihe was now Mu Liancheng’s master.
He had come specifically for Mu Liancheng.
After all, awakening the Heavenly Saint Body was an exceedingly rare feat even within the vast Daqian Academy!
Had it not been so, Ling Tian, one of the thirty-two holy sons and the young clan leader of the Ling family—one of the four great clans of the Daqian Dynasty—would not have forcibly seized Mu Yi’s true dragon bloodline.
“Master, you are right. I have indeed been too merciful to them.”
With Guo Baihe’s appearance, the cruel smile on Mu Liancheng’s face deepened.
Standing atop the high platform, he stared intently at the three family heads below.
“So, Zhang Qi, Wang Yuan, Lin Feng, the three of you—make your choice now. If you wish to live, kneel immediately; if you desire death, remain standing.”
With Guo Baihe backing him, Mu Liancheng spared no words.
“How could this be? We never imagined that after centuries of history in Lieshan City, our three families would face such a devastating catastrophe…”
The three heads of the families looked pale as death, their hearts crushed. The situation no longer allowed them any choice.
“We are willing to submit to the Mu family, to serve as cattle and horses henceforth…”
Zhang Qi, Wang Yuan, and Lin Feng actually knelt down.
Their kneeling forced their clansmen behind them to do the same.
This was the harsh reality.
They knew all too well that if they did not submit now, their three families would be utterly wiped out, erased from existence in Lieshan City today.
Against the colossal might of Daqian Academy, they were but ants, incapable of resistance.
“Hahaha! Mu Yi, do you see? What you could not accomplish before, I have done. What you dared not do, I have also done!”
“Now, I lead the Mu family toward unprecedented glory. Can you do the same?”
At that moment, Mu Liancheng looked up at the sky and laughed heartily, filled with pride.
In truth, conquering the three great families and unifying Lieshan City held little genuine interest for him.
His sole purpose was to prove to Mu Yi who truly deserved to be the young master of the Mu family.
“Conquering the three great families is always within my grasp, effortlessly so. It’s not that I cannot, but that I disdain to do it, for it means nothing to me.”
Just then, a voice sounded from the heavens, metallic and thunderous, like rolling thunder shaking the air.
The crowd in the square was suddenly startled and turned to look behind them.
There, a figure emerged, striding with the majesty of a dragon and tiger, violet aura soaring, head held high.
It was Mu Yi!
“It’s Mu Yi! The former heir of the Mu family and successor of the clan leader!”
“He was once the greatest prodigy in Lieshan City’s history and the youngest genius ever admitted to the Daqian Academy. Yet, just ten days ago, he was disgraced—caught attempting to drug and assault a woman, his cultivation stripped, banished from the Academy…”
“Isn’t Mu Yi supposed to be a cripple now? How does he look so different now?”
“That’s old news. I heard Mu Yi was never the cripple people said he was. Just five days ago, he even killed Mu Shan, the third in the Mu family, right inside the clan!”
“What? Mu Shan was a triple Heavenly Gang realm powerhouse, while Mu Yi, even at his peak, was only at the tenth level of Qi Refinement. How did he manage that?”
The crowd erupted into a flurry of whispered speculation upon seeing Mu Yi.
“Well, Mu Yi, you finally show yourself. I even suspected you lacked the courage to appear here.”
Mu Liancheng laughed heartily as he stared at Mu Yi.
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Today was the day he and Master Guo Baihe would enter the Daqian Academy.
But before leaving, he would leave his mark on all of Lieshan City.
He intended to kill this man before him, hailed as the greatest prodigy in Lieshan City’s history—Mu Yi!
“Mu Liancheng, I know that after today, you will go to the Daqian Academy.”
Mu Yi strode onto the martial stage with the majesty of a dragon and tiger.
“But unfortunately, I have to tell you—you won’t be going there anymore, because a dead man has no business going there.”
With hands clasped behind his back, Mu Yi met Mu Liancheng’s gaze from three zhang away.
“Hahaha! Facing death, and you still dare to be arrogant? You don’t actually think you can contend with me, do you?”
Mu Liancheng sneered at Mu Yi’s words.
But Mu Yi remained silent, his gaze fixed instead on the elder seated on the presiding platform in a luxurious chair.
Guo Baihe, Elder of the Criminal Law Hall of Daqian Academy.
On that rainy night ten days ago, Mu Yi had witnessed everything firsthand in the dormitory area of the Academy’s disciples.
Everyone now believed Mu Yi had drugged and attempted to assault a fellow disciple, leading to his cultivation being stripped and expulsion.
The only person who could right this injustice was Guo Baihe.
But Mu Yi knew well that was impossible. Their reunion was destined to be a fight to the death.
“Guo Baihe, I didn’t expect we’d meet again here so soon.”
Mu Yi’s gaze was calm, like a deep ancient well, unreadable to all.
“Mu Yi, for that disgraceful act you committed, I banished you and stripped your cultivation. You don’t still hold a grudge against me, do you?”
The charges of attempted drugging and assault, the cultivation stripping, and expulsion—all had been decreed by Guo Baihe.
“Hahaha! A grudge?” Mu Yi suddenly laughed wildly to the sky. “Old dog, if you have any courage left, will you admit it? All of this was a setup by the treacherous couple Ling Tian and Qin Wanqing! Were you really watching clearly on that rainy night?”
“A setup? No one ever set you up. Your own behavior was utterly disgraceful and unforgivable. Stripping your cultivation and expelling you was already a great mercy. Now it seems you truly are incorrigible, a hopeless mess.”
Guo Baihe finally rose from his seat, looking at Mu Liancheng.
“Good disciple, today I will bring you into Daqian Academy, where you will become my disciple. But before you leave, eliminate this cancer from our former Academy.”
“That goes without saying. Even if you didn’t command it, I would never tolerate such a disgrace in the Mu family.”
Since awakening the Great Dao Azure Heaven Saint Body, Mu Liancheng had not struck Mu Yi, waiting instead for this moment under the watchful eyes of all.
“Mu Yi, you are destined to be my stepping stone. Today, your blood and corpse will mark my entry into the Daqian Academy.”
There is no greater pleasure in the world than crushing underfoot those once untouchable, like gazing upon the sun and moon.
Now, Mu Liancheng was radiant with youthful vigor, relishing this unprecedented triumph.
Mu Yi merely sneered at him without a word.
For now, words were meaningless.
If you are a man, speak with your fists.
“Begin, Mu Liancheng. I’ve long wished to witness the power of your Great Dao Azure Heaven Saint Body.”
Mu Yi clasped his hands behind his back, unmoving as a mountain, his aura deep as the sea, exuding an inscrutable and invincible presence.
“Hmph. I only hope you let me play a little longer.”
Mu Liancheng’s aura rose layer by layer as he spoke.
Boom!
His foot suddenly kicked out, light as a crane stepping on sand, his stance nimble, fists like crane beaks—broad, powerful, and precise.
In the blink of an eye, he closed the distance to Mu Yi.
His fists sharp as blades, spinning and cutting, struck at Mu Yi’s body.
This was the White Crane Sword-Shining Fist, one of the three great secret arts of the Mu family.
He delivered a flurry of punches, all landing on Mu Yi.
Mu Yi seemed unable to dodge the heavy blows, apparently subdued by Mu Liancheng’s overwhelming momentum.
Yet, Mu Liancheng’s expression suddenly changed.
Though his White Crane Sword-Shining Fist struck Mu Yi repeatedly, Mu Yi did not retreat a single step.
Instead, Mu Liancheng was shaken back several paces.
Mu Yi’s body seemed not made of flesh and blood but forged of steel—an iron statue.
Every strike resonated like the tolling bell of an ancient temple, stirring deep reflection, but inflicting no damage.
“Mu Liancheng, stop wasting your time. Activate your Great Dao Azure Heaven Saint Body. I’m eager to see the true power of your awakened Ancient Sage Saint Body.”
Mu Yi stepped forward.
His aura soared again, even issuing the thunderous roar of dragons and elephants.
This was Mu Yi’s full unleashing of the Dragon-Elephant Divine Demon War Body’s power.
“Want me to use my last strength? You’re not qualified yet!”
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