As the burly man made his move, a terrifying force, one he couldn't resist, struck his chest.
*Crack—*
His chest bones shattered, visibly caving inwards. He spat out a bloody arrow mixed with torn flesh and stumbled back two steps.
With a thud, the burly man collapsed onto the ground, his strength gone. He opened his mouth and looked at Ye Kunlun with despair.
"You, you..."
Ye Kunlun looked at him coldly and said in a stern voice, "What 'you'? If you want to die, I'll grant it. Stop with the nonsense!"
Ye Kunlun's display immediately stunned the other two men who were about to follow the burly man's lead!
Though they were also cultivators and top-tier experts in the Spirit Opening realm, capable of dominating the martial arts world, the cultivation world was full of hidden talents. The Spirit Opening realm was merely the beginning of cultivation, insignificant in the eyes of those powerful recluses who had been cultivating for years!
Ye Kunlun, at such a young age, possessed such terrifying cultivation. They hadn't even seen how Ye Kunlun made his move. How could they dare attack him?
"P-Pardon me, senior!"
The other two immediately surrendered, assuming Ye Kunlun, despite his youthful appearance, was an old monster who had mastered the art of staying young.
"Scram!"
Ye Kunlun shouted coldly. His target was Changsun Che. As long as these people didn't get in his way, Ye Kunlun wasn't inclined to bother with them.
Hearing this, the two exchanged glances and fled towards the outside of the Changsun family estate.
As for the Changsun family? They couldn't be bothered; their own lives were the priority!
"What? Do you still intend to attack me?" Ye Kunlun's cold gaze fell upon the woman who remained standing, showing no intention of leaving.
"Jade Maiden Sword successor, Li Qing, pays respects to senior," the woman said, bowing respectfully to Ye Kunlun without any sign of yielding. "Senior, I owe the Changsun family a debt of gratitude, and I must repay it!"
"Well said, Jade Maiden Sword!" Ye Kunlun snorted. "Take one of my strikes. If you withstand it, I'll spare your life. If you can't, then fate has sealed your doom!"
"Please, senior, bestow your guidance!" Li Qing's sword, barely two fingers wide, reflected Ye Kunlun's shadow.
Without further ado, Ye Kunlun reached out, plucked a blade of grass, and flicked his finger, sending it shooting towards Li Qing!
*Hum—*
Li Qing's sword emitted a soft hum, clearly an excellent sword that sensed the sword intent contained within Ye Kunlun's act of transforming grass into a sword!
"Jade Maiden Sword's Heart Inquiry!"
Li Qing's sword trembled slightly, its tip directly meeting the flying blade of grass!
Simultaneously, the sword intent of the Jade Maiden Sword poured out, attempting to influence Ye Kunlun with her own sword intent.
Unfortunately, the Heart Inquiry sword intent had no effect on Ye Kunlun whatsoever.
Ye Kunlun let out a soft哼, directly shattering Li Qing's Heart Inquiry sword intent.
The next second, the sword tip touched the blade of grass.
Li Qing's pupils suddenly constricted. The seemingly insignificant blade of grass contained a terrifying sword intent that she couldn't possibly withstand.
After her Heart Inquiry sword intent was broken by Ye Kunlun, her sword energy was also neutralized by this blade of grass.
The sword intent from Ye Kunlun, however, did not dissipate.
Li Qing's arm trembled slightly, nearly losing her grip on the sword.
The blade of grass slid along the sword and struck Li Qing in the chest.
*Pfft!* She spat out a mouthful of blood, her face ashen. The hand holding the sword drooped powerlessly!
"The Jade Maiden's Heart Inquiry isn't used like this!"
Ye Kunlun's cold eyes fixed on Li Qing, who had been severely wounded. "The Jade Maiden's Heart Inquiry is about Supreme Detachment from Emotion. You are entangled by worldly affairs; how can you possibly cultivate the true Jade Maiden Sword?"
Ye Kunlun's words were like a bolt from the blue, causing Li Qing's delicate body to tremble violently.
Her previously dimmed eyes suddenly lit up again, and she looked at Ye Kunlun with a touch of fervor. "Cough, cough, thank you, senior..."
With that, Li Qing picked up her sword and departed.
Her strike just now had repaid the debt she owed the Changsun family.
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The Auxiliary Pavilion.
Changsun Zhachangkong and Changsun Qingwan were already aware of the commotion outside.
"Great Uncle, I'll go out and deal with Ye Kunlun. If we let him continue making a scene, I'm afraid he'll tear down our entire Changsun family."
Changsun Qingwan said calmly. Given Ye Kunlun's personality, he was certainly not one to make empty threats.
Changsun Changkong's face was grim as he gazed at a painting enshrined in the Auxiliary Pavilion. The elder in the painting was an ancestor of the Changsun family.
Changsun Changkong withdrew his gaze, sighed, and asked Changsun Qingwan, "Qingwan, among the many protectors of our Changsun family, is there truly no one who can stop Ye Kunlun?"
Changsun Qingwan pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly. "Great Uncle, I am unsure of Ye Kunlun's cultivation level, but I doubt anyone in our Changsun family can stop him."
"Including yourself?"
Changsun Changkong looked intently at Changsun Qingwan.
Changsun Qingwan faltered for a moment, then replied earnestly, "Including myself!"
Changsun Changkong's face darkened. "Our Changsun family is one of the Seven Clans, and we were once royalty. When did we ever suffer such humiliation?"
As he spoke, a hint of ruthlessness flickered across Changsun Changkong's face.
"Ye Kunlun is so arrogant. If we don't eliminate him, he will undoubtedly be a great threat to our Changsun family in the future!"
Changsun Changkong paced back and forth within the Auxiliary Pavilion, his mind clearly occupied with calculations.
Hearing his words, Changsun Qingwan's delicate brows furrowed. "Great Uncle, while Ye Kunlun's actions are a bit arrogant, he is not someone who acts without reason."
"As long as our Changsun family backs down a little, admits fault, and gives him an out, Ye Kunlun shouldn't escalate things too far with us."
Changsun Qingwan expressed her thoughts.
"Qingwan, don't be infatuated by him," Changsun Changkong frowned, looking at Changsun Qingwan with a hint of displeasure. "Don't end up like that girl from the Tang family. I heard that Tang Zhuozhuo visits him frequently."
Changsun Qingwan remained silent. If Changsun Changkong knew she had washed Ye Kunlun's feet, he'd likely explode with anger.
"Patriarch, the gifts are ready."
At this moment, Butler Old Fu entered, carrying a brocade box, which he placed on a nearby table.
"For now, we can only concede."
Changsun Changkong took a deep breath, calming himself. "I hope this young man doesn't embarrass me too much."
"Great Uncle, please wait here for a moment. I'll go out and meet him first."
Changsun Qingwan felt it would be better to communicate with Ye Kunlun herself.
Given Changsun Changkong's temperament, he would likely fly into a rage after only a few words with Ye Kunlun.
At that point, with no de-escalation, they might end up fighting again!
"Alright, that's fine!"
Changsun Changkong thought for a moment and nodded. "Go, be careful of this young man, don't let him take advantage of you."
"Don't worry, Great Uncle."
Changsun Qingwan smiled, knowing what Changsun Changkong was referring to.
Leaving the Auxiliary Pavilion, Changsun Qingwan walked towards the front courtyard.
She suppressed the smile on her lips, contemplating how to address Ye Kunlun, as the Changsun family was clearly in the wrong.
Lost in thought, she spotted Ye Kunlun's figure. Her beautiful eyes met his cold, stern gaze.