Volume 1, Chapter 8: Invincible Within the Same Realm!

“If Chu Tianxing truly masters more than seven sealing demon techniques, he could instantly become a direct disciple.”

Ye Qingxuan’s expression remained cold and composed as she pondered silently, “Yet he has not made it public, even though this could resolve the crisis in Chu Kingdom…”

“Perhaps he hasn’t mastered the sealing demon techniques after all, or maybe he refuses to take the Demon Control Pill, unwilling to be bound by the Sacred Land.”

“No matter the reason, Mu Ping can no longer ascend to become a direct disciple, and his cousin Mu Yuyao will gain no advantage either.”

“With no immediate crisis for Chu Tianxing or Chu Kingdom, there’s no need to have Dongfang Jingming recruit him into the Demon Lock Sect.”

Naturally, Ye Qingxuan stored away the four replica imperial artifacts and decided to let Chu Tianxing rely on his own abilities to forge his path, for only then could he grow swiftly.

If constantly protected, one would inevitably forget how to stand independently, unable to withstand tempering and trials.

“Third Uncle, Junior Brother Yang, I take my leave.”

Ye Qingxuan rose and departed.

Dongfang Jingming and Yang Xuanjun were momentarily stunned.

Dongfang Jingming called from behind, “Qingxuan, what you just mentioned…”

“If Third Uncle finds it so difficult, then I shall give up.”

Ye Qingxuan’s chilly voice drifted softly.

Dongfang Jingming’s eyelid twitched; he wanted to say he wasn’t making things hard, but as a senior and head of the sect, he found it impossible to voice.

Moreover, Ye Qingxuan clearly had no intention of involving the Demon Lock Sect, or else she wouldn’t have departed so abruptly after setting such conditions.

“If I weren’t the sect leader, head of the Sacred Land’s punishments, and her elder, I would have forcibly taken Mu Ping as a direct disciple and made her apologize.”

Dongfang Jingming had already realized that Mu Ping’s loss of the chance to become a direct disciple meant the crisis concerning Chu Tianxing and Chu Kingdom was temporarily averted.

Hence, Ye Qingxuan’s carefree departure.

Hearing their master’s words, Yang Xuanjun felt helpless, thinking that Ye Qingxuan must have seen through the master’s unwillingness.

“Master, I believe that whether or not the Holy Maiden wants our help, we should admit Chu Tianxing into the Demon Lock Sect.”

Yang Xuanjun considered seriously, “Chu Tianxing has endured silently in the outer sect for two years before revealing his true strength, which speaks to his admirable character. Besides, he only attacks those he has enmity with inside the Demon Lock Tower and treats other disciples with courtesy. His personal combat power is also…”

Dongfang Jingming interrupted, “Enough. After two years of training, he’s still merely a Spirit Master, not worthy of becoming a direct disciple.”

“Among all the direct disciples in the Sacred Land, they all ascend from mortal realm to Heavenly Profound Realm within two years—that is the standard for direct discipleship.”

If they knew that Chu Tianxing had awakened all at once in a single day, breaking through four realms in rapid succession rather than training for two years, how would they feel?

Meanwhile, on the ninth floor of the Demon Lock Tower.

From afar, Chu Tianxing watched Mu Ping sitting cross-legged in meditation, particularly focusing on the strange phenomena swirling above his head, narrowing his eyes.

“The sealing demon technique’s phenomena… he has slain too many demon beasts, so the technique autonomously manifests to help dispel the demon energy.”

“Only two types of phenomena? Hmph!”

Chu Tianxing sneered coldly, convinced this was the mark of a foolish failure!

“Chu Tianxing? How did you get to the ninth floor? Are you standing there to find an opportunity to ambush Senior Brother Mu?”

Suddenly, an astonished female voice rang out, accompanied by hurried footsteps.

Turning his head, Chu Tianxing saw the woman in a cyan dress who seemed close to Mu Ping before entering the tower.

Behind her were fifteen inner sect disciples, all Spirit Masters at the ninth level.

These sixteen, aside from Mu Ping, were the strongest batch of inner sect disciples.

The disciples encountered earlier on the seventh and eighth floors only reached eighth level Spirit Masters at best.

“If you can reach the ninth floor, why can’t I?” Chu Tianxing said expressionlessly.

Hearing this, the cyan-dressed woman narrowed her eyes disdainfully. “Stop bragging—you’re just a newly admitted inner sect rookie!”

“Senior Sister Li, I think the inner sect elders might have deliberately sent Chu Tianxing to the ninth floor.”

“Exactly! There’s no other explanation.”

“Now that Senior Brother Mu’s promotion to direct disciple is certain, the elders naturally have to curry favor.”

“Right, everyone knows Senior Brother Mu has a grudge against this loser, so using their authority to send him here is quite plausible.”

One after another, the inner sect disciples spoke, convincing each other further.

“You all are a bit too clever.”

Chu Tianxing shook his head with a wry smile. “Remember, too much cleverness equals foolishness.”

“How dare you!”

“Looking for a beating?”

The dozen or so inner sect disciples erupted in anger; no one wanted to be humiliated by a failure—it would be a lifetime stain.

“Enough, don’t lower yourselves to argue with a loser.”

Senior Sister Li in the cyan dress sneered, “Since the inner sect elders have helped, we’ll wait for Senior Brother Mu to finish cultivating and let him deal with this.”

“Senior Sister Li is right!” They all respectfully agreed.

“Chu Tianxing, with us here, don’t even think about disturbing Senior Brother Mu’s cultivation breakthrough!”

Senior Sister Li warned, “If you dare move, I’ll break your legs!”

“Hmm?”

Chu Tianxing’s gaze suddenly turned icy as his spiritual pressure surged outward.

Buzz!

In an instant, Senior Sister Li felt as if plunged into an icy abyss; her delicate face paled, eyes filled with terror.

The others were equally stunned and petrified by Chu Tianxing’s overwhelming spiritual pressure, unable to move a muscle.

“You—you’re a Spirit Master, a ninth level Spirit Master!”

“We’re at the same realm, yet why is your spiritual pressure so… powerful?”

“Are you really Chu Tianxing?”

Senior Sister Li and the others stared at him in disbelief and horror.

“No one at this realm is my match!”

Chu Tianxing’s expression was stern as he stepped before Senior Sister Li, saying coldly, “Any Spirit Master, genius or prodigy alike, is no match for me in a one-on-one fight!”

Hearing this, Senior Sister Li and the others were both shocked and terrified, unable to fathom where Chu Tianxing’s confidence came from to make such bold claims.

Unbeknownst to them, the Immortal Undying Technique Chu Tianxing cultivated rendered him invincible among equals.

“Stop bragging! You act as if you’ve fought prodigies before!”

Suppressing her fear, Senior Sister Li gritted her teeth and warned, “You’d better keep your distance!”

“Otherwise, Senior Brother Mu won’t spare you! With his talent, beating you is as easy as striking a dog!”

Crack!

Suddenly, Chu Tianxing delivered a powerful kick, instantly breaking Senior Sister Li’s legs, causing her to collapse to the ground.

“Ah!!! My legs! My legs!!!”

Her chilling, ear-piercing screams echoed endlessly.