Chapter 103: Chapter 101: Killed by a Single Finger
Jiang Jichen!
Who in Cyan Moon City didn’t know him now?
He was the enemy of all sects, a man who had stirred up a storm and even drawn out a Minor Grandmaster. In the end, not only did they fail to capture and kill Jiang Jichen, but the Minor Grandmaster was sent flying a hundred miles away by a single palm strike from the Moonlight Forest’s Guardian. Many had now guessed that the one who had struck the Mountain Sect’s Minor Grandmaster was none other than the Moonlight Little Divine Beast.
In Ice Dragon Valley, he had faced a thousand foes. With just an Innate First Realm Perfect Realm cultivation, he carved a bloody path to survival. Dozens of Innate First and Second Realm Spirit Cultivators fell, and fifteen Innate Third Layer Martial Artists were slain by the Blood Pool. That battle had already become the stuff of legend!
Afterward, he entered the Forest of Lost Souls, where everyone thought his death was certain.
But unexpectedly, he had appeared at this very banquet today.
And he’d even declared he would slay Feng Tianxing, the Young Master of the Feng Family!
At that moment, incredibly complex expressions flashed across the faces of the disciples from the various sects and members of the Noble Families.
But they couldn’t help but marvel at Jiang Jichen’s astounding boldness. He was truly the ruthless figure whose single battle could forge a legend.
Many of the younger disciples from the sects and Noble Families, being youths themselves, found themselves setting aside their prejudices in that instant. Instead, a sense of reverence for Jiang Jichen began to grow within them.
However, when many of the older Cultivators from the Celestial Pearl Country saw Jiang Jichen at the banquet, their expressions changed. A sense of foreboding rose in their hearts.
In the eyes of many, although Jiang Jichen’s Cultivation Realm was not high, he was clearly regarded as a figure on par with a Demon King. Wherever he appeared, strife and major incidents were sure to follow.
However, the people from the Wind Country and the Feng Family didn’t understand. Even the royalty of the Celestial Pearl Country didn’t know much about Jiang Jichen.
All they saw was a youth at the Innate First Realm Perfect Realm and a wobbly, unsteady Little Skeleton. ’Couldn’t any one of our Samurai just raise a hand and crush them?’
On the ninth floor of the restaurant, the Old Emperor and a black-clothed old man watched the scene unfold. The Old Emperor was the first to speak, giving a command, "Someone, come and chop this brat into pieces to feed the dogs!"
However, the black-clothed elder raised a hand to stop him. "No matter. This is just a minor affair. In fact, it might add some entertainment to the banquet. We old-timers shouldn’t get involved. It’s better to just watch the show from the sidelines!"
The Old Emperor hesitated for a moment before saying, "That kid is called Jiang Jichen. I’ve heard of him. If anything happens to Young Master Feng, I..."
Before the Old Emperor could finish, the black-clothed elder rudely cut him off. "Something happens to the Feng Family’s Young Master? Old Emperor, are you overestimating the people of your Celestial Pearl Small Country, or are you underestimating the people of the Wind Country’s Feng Family? Can an ant shake a great tree? Can an ant bite an elephant to death? Just now, Young Master Feng sent me a sound transmission. He wants to have some fun and told us old-timers not to interfere. What do you think?"
Knowing that further words were useless, the Old Emperor could only instruct the people of the Celestial Pearl Country, "Relay my orders in secret. Let Young Master Feng have his fun. You old-timers are not to interfere. Just stay on the sidelines and watch the show!"
In truth, the Old Emperor didn’t believe that a Junior Cultivator at the Innate First Realm named Jiang Jichen could possibly turn the world upside down here.
Never mind the fact that Young Master Feng was already an expert at the Innate Sixth Middle Realm; even his own grandson, Prince Wuling, was at the Innate Fourth Realm Perfect Realm and could eliminate the boy and the Little Skeleton with a wave of his hand. Besides, they both had a host of followers behind them.
However, some of the older-generation Cultivators from the sects and Noble Families who had witnessed Jiang Jichen’s battle in Ice Dragon Valley didn’t think so. They understood Jiang Jichen’s terror far better than the Old Emperor and knew he couldn’t be judged by his Cultivation Realm alone.
’What’s more, Jiang Jichen was already at the Innate First Realm Perfect Realm over a month ago. He’s probably hiding his true Cultivation Realm now!’
But since both the Old Emperor and the Feng Family’s black-clothed elder had spoken, how could they dare say more? They could only follow along and watch the show!
But whether it would be a good show or a bad one, only the end would tell.
...
In the main hall on the eighth floor of the restaurant, a youth and a skeleton had become the focus of everyone’s attention.
The Little Skeleton stood half a meter behind Jiang Jichen, its head tilted up to look at his back. The massive Treasure Pearl Necklace around its neck was glaringly conspicuous, giving it a dazed and foolish appearance.
’Such a goofy-looking little skeleton must be very weak,’ everyone thought.
But as the Little Skeleton stood motionlessly behind Jiang Jichen, its obedient posture struck many as somewhat cute.
In the crowd, Luuo Xue showed a worried expression for Jiang Jichen, while Qingya cursed angrily under her breath, "You idiot! You wouldn’t listen to advice and actually came back. What a pig, courting death on your own! This young lady won’t lift a finger to help you!"
Despite her words, she unconsciously condensed the Blood-Saturated Old Cloth into a speck of bloody light and clutched it in her hand.
Meanwhile, Hex Yao, Mun Xia, Bai Yi, Murong Qingshu, and the others who had once fought alongside Jiang Jichen felt a trace of joy upon seeing him again, alive and well, not dead in the Forest of Lost Souls as the rumors had claimed.
Perhaps Feng Tianxing’s twisted and perverse mentality just a moment ago, along with his attitude of viewing everyone from Celestial Pearl as ants, had already sown disgust in their hearts.
In contrast, Jiang Jichen, with his soaring spirit, youthful passion, and fearless demeanor, more easily earned their approval.
Of course, this approval was purely psychological. The positions of their sects and Noble Families forced them to stand with Feng Tianxing, on the opposite side of Jiang Jichen.
As for Jiang Ling’Er, the moment she saw Jiang Jichen appear, it was as if her heart had found its anchor.
Perhaps she could be indifferent to the Jiang Family, indifferent to her sect, indifferent to the life and death of this world; she was, in fact, just such a cold and heartless person.
But the only one she cared about was Jiang Jichen!
There was no reason, nor was one needed. The moment she saw him, she suddenly felt at ease.
Feng Tianxing could see the importance she placed on Jiang Jichen in her gaze, which only fanned the infinite flames of jealousy in his heart.
With an air of superiority, he looked coldly at Jiang Jichen and said, "Kill me? On what grounds? On that dimwitted skeleton behind you, or on your trashy Innate First Realm cultivation?"
Feng Tianxing’s words drew laughter from some in the crowd. A Samurai from the Feng Family chimed in, "Are all the people from Celestial Pearl Country so shameless and full of boastful nonsense? A piece of trash, a dog at the Innate First Realm, dares to bark randomly before Young Master Feng!"
These words were harsh, insulting everyone from the Celestial Pearl Country. Yet, not a single person from their side dared to speak out or show their anger.
The people here all had sects and Noble Families behind them. Their words and actions were not just their own. A single wrong word could very well lead to the annihilation of the entire family and sect backing them.
Therefore, even if some from the Celestial Pearl Country were filled with rage, they could only bury it in their hearts.
Jiang Jichen pulled Jiang Ling’Er behind him. Then, without a word, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed a finger.
A streak of golden light tore through the void. It was so fast that no one could react.
PFFT!
The Samurai who had spoken stared in disbelief at the finger-sized hole in his chest before crashing to the ground.
Even in death, he couldn’t believe that he, an expert at the Innate Third Realm Perfect Realm, had been killed with a single finger-point by a youth at the Innate First Realm.
The entire audience was stunned, staring incredulously at the shocking scene.
