Chen Yufeng’s gaze toward Luo Yin had already turned to one of fear.
Though he was unrivaled among the younger generation of the Southern Brightness Realm when it came to swordsmanship, he knew his own limits all too well.
Crossing realms to challenge a Saint Energy Realm expert was impressive enough.
But that expert had only just stepped into the Saint Energy Realm.
Elder Gu, however, was at the peak of the Saint Energy Realm!
Moreover, he had lingered at that peak stage for a long time, with strength rivaling even a Marquis Realm powerhouse!
Even Chen Yufeng himself probably wouldn’t last the time it took for a stick of incense to burn against Elder Gu.
Yet this master had been dragged out from a separate dimension by the young man before him in mere breaths—like hauling a dead dog!
Could the Northern Spirit Realm really produce such a heaven-defying prodigy?!
Why had he never heard of him?!
Chen Yufeng stared at Luo Yin for a long moment before drawing a deep breath and saying gravely, “Fellow Daoist, do you realize you’ve now provoked my Heavenly Sword Sect?”
Luo Yin looked at him with a cold laugh. “I thought spoiled young masters like you were rare, but I run into one the moment I step out. Do you really think that since I’ve already made my move, I’d fear the Heavenly Sword Sect backing you?”
Chen Yufeng’s pupils contracted slightly. Luo Yin’s words rang true, in a way.
After all, he had declared his sect affiliation right away, and plenty of locals from the Southern Brightness Realm had recognized him.
Yet this man showed no fear—instead, he had struck with such ruthless force.
What gave him such confidence?!
Was he bluffing?
Was he not even from the Northern Spirit Realm?
At that moment, Luo Yin’s voice rang out again.
“You flirted with my woman right in front of me, and I didn’t kill you outright—that’s already giving face to your Heavenly Sword Sect. Now I’ll give you two choices. First: kneel and apologize!”
“Impossible! Don’t push me too far, sir! I admit I was in the wrong this time, and Chen Yufeng can swallow his pride and apologize. But you can forget about making me kneel! My Heavenly Sword Sect carries some weight in the Southern Brightness Realm—don’t be ungrateful for my concession!”
Chen Yufeng had reined himself in somewhat. Normally, he would never admit fault. But with Elder Gu gravely injured and this man’s strength unknown—and this not even being the Southern Brightness Realm—Elder Gu couldn’t protect him against a true powerhouse.
Still, kneeling? Out of the question.
He was the Young Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect!
Luo Yin chuckled lightly and shook his head. “In that case, only the second choice remains. Take two swords from me—your life or death will depend on your own skill.”
Chen Yufeng blinked in surprise, and the onlookers fell silent in astonishment.
“You… you’re sure about this?”
Chen Yufeng almost laughed.
If it were just two moves from Luo Yin, he might have felt some trepidation.
After all, the man had used some shady trick to leave Elder Gu critically wounded.
But two swords? Why would he fear that?!
Forget the Southern Brightness Realm—even in the Northern Spirit Realm or the Western Profound Realm, whose swordsmanship among his peers could surpass his own?!
Aside from that freakish prodigy from the Central Province Realm.
This guy before him was clearly not that monster!
The crowd couldn’t help but murmur.
“Has this young man lost his mind? Comparing sword skills with Chen Yufeng?”
“Right? And he’s the one letting Chen Yufeng take two swords from him? What kind of thinking is that?”
“He’s probably scared of the Heavenly Sword Sect and just looking for a way out.”
“But what exactly is this young man’s background? Does the Northern Spirit Realm really have talent like this?”
“He’s probably not from the Northern Spirit Realm—maybe the scion of some major power from the Central Province Realm?”
“Even then, beating Chen Yufeng in two swords? Impossible.”
“Don’t forget, he one-shotted Elder Gu! Why couldn’t he?”
“…”
Hearing the murmurs, Chen Yufeng smiled.
“Very well! Those are your words! I’ll take your two swords, and once that’s done, our grudge is wiped clean!”
Luo Yin nodded with a light chuckle.
Whether the grudge truly ended there wasn’t his concern.
This fellow surely wouldn’t let it go so easily.
“Fellow Daoist, why don’t you two take the fight higher up? Don’t wreck my teahouse,” the teahouse owner called out at that moment.
Luo Yin glanced at him and nodded without objection.
He stepped onto a divine rainbow of light and soared into the sky, arriving ten thousand meters above.
Chen Yufeng had no intention of delaying either. His figure flashed, positioning himself opposite Luo Yin.
Some of the stronger onlookers found the view from the ground unsatisfying and flew up as well, watching from a safe distance.
A sharp glint flashed in Chen Yufeng’s eyes as he said gravely, “Make your move!”
Luo Yin wasted no words. He drew the Meteor Jade Sword and slashed out with a single stroke!
Clang!
A chilling, terrifying Yellow Springs Sword Intent instantly permeated the sky ten thousand meters up.
Chen Yufeng gripped his divine sword, a look of horror appearing in his eyes.
This sword intent was even more terrifying than his father’s!!
How was that possible?!
Who the hell was this man?!
How could someone so young comprehend such horrifying sword intent—and yet no one had ever heard of him?!
No time for questions—he had to block this strike!
He swiftly swung his divine sword.
Two streams of sword intent, weaker than the Yellow Springs Sword Intent, merged together, unleashing a barrage of razor-sharp sword qi across thousands of meters!
Clang clang!!
They collided in an instant!
Yet Chen Yufeng’s two streams of sword intent lasted less than three breaths before shattering explosively!
Chen Yufeng’s eyes widened in shock. Before he could react—
Boom!
A massive sword qi laced with Yellow Springs Sword Intent barreled through, streaking across the sky in a heartbeat toward Chen Yufeng’s chest.
Chen Yufeng was horrified!
This was bad.
He hurriedly raised his sword to parry.
Clang!
With a crisp ring, his divine sword shattered violently. Luo Yin’s sword qi slammed into his chest!
Pfft!
Chen Yufeng spat out a mouthful of blood, his body plummeting sharply before crashing heavily to the ground.
Seeing Chen Yufeng’s falling form, the crowd drew in sharp breaths, staring at Luo Yin as if he were a monster.
One sword!
This young man had defeated the most renowned prodigy sword cultivator of the Southern Brightness Realm with just one sword?!
Even with two streams of sword intent, Chen Yufeng couldn’t block a single one from this youth!
It was simply unbelievable!
This young man had to be the heir of some great power from the Central Province Realm!
Under the crowd’s gazes, Luo Yin’s expression remained utterly calm.
He wasn’t worried about anyone from the Northern Spirit Realm recognizing his Yellow Springs Sword Intent.
He had never used it in front of outsiders before.
Aside from those few from the Heavenly Demon Sect.
But they were all gone now.
As for Xue Hongyu and the others from Fuyao Holy Land who were on their way, they hadn’t arrived yet!
Luo Yin descended slowly, looking at Chen Yufeng, who clutched his chest, half-kneeling on the ground with blood trickling from his mouth.
His goal had been achieved.
This was the second step in targeting Lin Fan’s Storytelling Points: shaking up the rankings on the Newcomers List!
That’s right.
Chen Yufeng was indeed on the Newcomers List—ranked ninth, though that was all.
By doing this, Luo Yin aimed to strip him of that ninth-place spot!
After all, if a young man not on the list defeated him with one sword, surely that youth could take his place?
Someone was bound to question Lin Fan about it then.
Lin Fan, naturally clueless, wouldn’t know what was going on.
He couldn’t explain where this mystery man had come from—he’d checked the books several times, and there was no such person!
In the end, it would make the list seem unreliable.
Fewer Storytelling Points for Lin Fan, and his Luck Value would drop accordingly!
Luo Yin had planned this the moment he laid eyes on Chen Yufeng, after divining a glimpse of the man’s fate and learning of his Newcomers List spot.
Inwardly, Luo Yin let out a quiet sigh and shook his head helplessly.
I didn’t want to show off my strength in front of all these people either! But what choice did I have?
If they didn’t witness it, how could they question Lin Fan about it?
