Who Let Him Cultivate?!

He looked down at the pleading crowd and found it immensely exhilarating. He relished this sensation of supreme authority, this dominion over life and death.

But now, it was his turn to feel fear.

The woman before him exerted a pressure even the Imperial Teacher couldn’t match. Just who was she?

He had scouted Qingzhou in advance. There was no one at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage here, so how could such a terrifying existence appear?

Even if there was someone at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage, they would have needed time to arrive at Qingzhou.

And how had she appeared so silently, so unnoticed?

How had she managed to confine him, a master of spatial manipulation?

Whose force was she from?

A stream of questions flooded his mind relentlessly.

“Wh…who are you?” Only now did he recognize the tremble in his voice. He had, without realizing, cowered in the purest form of fear.

Yun Zhi had no intention of answering the enemy’s questions, nor did she consider him worth responding to.

She extended her hand, and the bell around her lustrous wrist jingled.

A splat—

A large area of the Red Plague’s chest abruptly caved in. He was flung back, half his teeth knocked out.

His hat and clothes were blown open by the force, revealing an elderly face composed of countless skin grafts.

He felt as if he had been hit by an overwhelming force, like a vast ocean or falling stars, raining down upon the earth. It was an invincible force, impossible to estimate and supremely powerful.

“Run!”

Flying backward turned out to be a blessing in disguise, allowing him to break free from the spatial confinement. Without sparing a thought for the two ancient cultivators who were now completely stupefied, he brandished his whip, tearing through space as he tried to escape into the distance.

As he swung his whip, a crack appeared in the space. Yun Zhi’s figure emerged from the other side of the crack, looking expressionlessly at the Red Plague.

“Die!”

Lightning wrapped around the whip as he lashed it toward Yun Zhi, a single strike with enough power to cut a city in two.

Yun Zhi ignored the lightning on the whip, grabbed onto it, and delivered a kick to the Red Plague.

A splat—

The place she kicked turned into a bloody mess. The Red Plague staggered backward, vomiting blood, before collapsing onto the ground.

The provincial governor stared in disbelief. The opponent was at Transcendence Tribulation Stage, yet he appeared like a child in Yun Zhi’s hands, causing not a single ripple.

He knew that Yun Zhi was the Acting Sect Master of Seek Dao Sect, and she must have a level of battle prowess that was no less than Daoist Buyu’s. But he hadn’t expected her battle prowess to be this terrifying.

Down below, Lan Ting, Bai Ming, and Yan Tianzhi were shocked speechless by the scene before them.

They would have expected someone of the level of an Immortal Sect elder to step in when facing someone at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage. Yet it was someone younger than the Sect Leader who stepped up, defeating the enemy in an overwhelmingly dominant manner.

Lan Ting finally understood why her master was reluctant to mention Yun Zhi. Her strength was unimaginably high.

“Wait, if Senior Sister Yun Zhi forces me to marry Lu Yang, what should I do?” Lan Ting mused and felt a flicker of joy in her heart.

Bai Ming felt that he should go back and persuade his master. There was no need to hold such grudges against Seek Dao Sect. They could all be companions in the Immortal Sect, and it wouldn’t hurt to sit down and discuss things.

If Seek Dao Sect sat, the Five Elements Sect could stand and talk, too.

But it would be difficult to deal with Seek Dao Sect’s Second Elder’s interest in his mother, so he thought maybe he would continue to hold a grudge against Seek Dao Sect.

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, both acquainted with Yun Zhi’s strength, were not surprised by the sight. If someone at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage could turn things around against their Eldest Senior Sister, now that would be strange.

Xia Qun finally understood why her sect’s ancestor left to greet this important figure from Seek Dao Sect.

The one who was most frightened was Vice Headmaster Shi.

He knew that Yun Zhi had suppressed the sect leaders of the Four Great Immortal Sects in the showdown between Immortal Sects; however, he hadn’t expected her to suppress the Red Plague with such ease.

“The Red Plague must be at the early stage of Transcendence Tribulation. If she could suppress him easily, could it be that Eldest Senior Sister has reached the Semi-Immortal level like the ancestral pioneers of the Dragon and Phoenix clans? She’s only this young, what a monster…”

“Wait, the Heavenly King of Heaven’s Court fought this monster to a draw?”

He abruptly remembered another thing, which meant that Heaven’s Court’s power exceeded his estimates!

“The ancient prodigy feared by Immortals, the Nine Heavenly Kings, the Semi-Immortal Master… What else don’t we from Nine Nether Sect know?”

“Indeed, what we know is just what Heaven’s Court wants us to know. Heaven’s Court’s power might be even more profound!”

“Choosing not to confront but to cooperate with Heaven’s Court was the wisest choice.”

“As for the reincarnation of Master Qin… it’s better to let her stay in Heaven’s Court. After all, she was the former master. Once she regains her memory, she should still have feelings for Nine Nether Sect.”

Suddenly, the vice headmaster’s face turned pale, and he hurriedly left.

“Damn it, we’ve reached the one-month deadline again!”

…

The Red Plague coughed up blood, his voice muffled. His eyes were filled with tiny blood vessels, all hinting at madness.

“Hehe, I ran into a Semi-Immortal. Even if I perish, I’ll take you down with me!”

The Red Plague went berserk. Countless vibrant red flowers sprouted again at his feet. The blooming flowers signified death.

The flowers exploded one after another with deafening eruptions, shaking the heavens and earth. Fear of the vibrant flowers welled up from the depths of people’s souls.

“If you dodge, the explosion from my Mandrake flower will create a deep pit that spans half of this region!”

Yun Zhi did not react, nor did she even lift her eyelids to the Red Plague’s threat.

“Boring.”

…

A series of explosions echoed through heaven and earth. The resulting smoke obscured all investigation, leaving everyone uncertain about the outcome of the fight.

“That Great Power should be fine, right?” Upon hearing the threat from the Red Plague, the cultivators attending the banquet couldn’t help but worry. As powerful as the Great Cultivator who intervened might be, it seemed impossible for her to block such an attack unscathed.

It was beyond their understanding—whether it was the Transcendence Tribulation Stage or the Semi-Immortal.

“She should have other means to block it,” ventured a companion, but without much confidence.

“Hopefully.”

The other cultivators at the banquet shared similar concerns. The Red Plague had been so overwhelmingly oppressive, exerting a pressure that felt like it could destroy the world.

Just then, while everyone was worrying, Yun Zhi descended from the sky, dragging the Red Plague along with her. She stepped on empty air, proceeding towards Lu Yang.

Lu Yang knew of Eldest Senior Sister’s strength, so he didn’t worry about her safety from start to finish.

He craned his neck curiously to look at the figure behind Eldest Senior Sister. He couldn’t call him the Red Plague anymore. The mysterious red clothing had been blown to bits in the explosion. The figure was charred black beyond recognition, not resembling a human anymore.

“Is he dead?”

Lu Yang wondered if Eldest Senior Sister had been so ruthless as to annihilate even his soul.

Fairy Eternity in his spiritual space pouted. “Only his body is left. His soul has fled.”

Yun Zhi’s expression remained unchanged.

“I know. I want to know where he would run to.”