Chapter 791: Chapter 790: I Told You to Get Lost!
"Who do you think you are, daring to interrupt here?"
Rong Chuanlin’s expression darkened.
The entire place fell into a dead silence, and everyone stared at Ye Qingchen in disbelief. They never expected this silver-haired young man to actually dare to provoke Rong Chuanlin face-to-face. Ever since Rong Chuanlin revealed his background earlier, he had become a terrifying figure in their minds.
They wished they could just stay out of it!
"I said, get lost!"
Ye Qingchen remained seated, speaking lightly.
"This kid really doesn’t know how high the sky is! Speaking so arrogantly!"
"Heh, Rong Chuanlin is known for holding grudges. I think not only will this kid suffer, but even Zheng Jiuling will be implicated!"
"Hmph, where does a junior have the right to interrupt when elders are talking!"
The crowd around was whispering among themselves.
Various looks of pity, disdain, or mockery were sweeping over Zheng Jiuling.
After all.
Everyone thought it was fine for Zheng Jiuling to speak, but for Ye Qingchen to speak was a breach of propriety, disrespecting the hierarchy. Originally, people thought Zheng Jiuling would jump up in anger and scold this junior.
But strangely, Zheng Jiuling didn’t say anything and wore a cold smile on his face.
Han Buxiu, on the other hand, adopted a detached attitude, as if he was indifferent to the situation.
Because to them, someone like Ye Qingchen usually wouldn’t speak up easily. If he did, he would be sure to involve himself in the matter. However, they didn’t know Ye Qingchen’s capabilities.
Therefore.
Rong Chuanlin was enraged on the spot:
"Courting death!"
"Kill them!"
"Leave no one alive!"
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Tiansheng, known as the Red Flame Demon Saber, behind Rong Chuanlin, let his gaze turn cold. With a clang, he drew his saber, and a black saber arc instantly traversed several feet of space, directly slashing down head-on!
"Sizzle!"
The black saber arc roared, bringing with it a tearing gale, as if it would split the space itself. Everyone present felt the violent wind coming at them like knife cuts.
This slash not only enveloped Ye Qingchen but also instantly included Zheng Jiuling and Han Buxiu.
"Watch out!"
Those close to Zheng Jiuling lost their voice in warning.
But it was already too late.
Gao Tiansheng’s slash was simply too fast, far surpassing their reactions. By the time they came to their senses, the slash was already above Ye Qingchen’s head. The blade hadn’t arrived yet, but its pressure had.
With a series of faint ’crackling’ sounds, the Master’s Chair under Ye Qingchen and the stone slab beneath his feet were already riddled with cracks, as if swept by a storm!
In fact.
The slash didn’t even need to land to tear Ye Qingchen to pieces.
A cold smile appeared on Gao Tiansheng’s face. This young man, who thought himself untouchable due to his background with a major sect, was unaware of the countless others he had killed!
Tang Yue slightly shook his head, seemingly sighing at Ye Qingchen’s foolhardiness.
The faces of others present were filled with horror, shocked by the power of Gao Tiansheng’s slash.
Rong Chuanlin’s smile widened even more.
Just when everyone thought Ye Qingchen was doomed, they saw Ye Qingchen, still seated on the Master’s Chair, slowly raise his head. Facing the terrifying slash, he merely extended his crystal-clear, jade-like right hand and gently pressed it down.
This palm seemed incredibly casual, but when it descended, it felt like the heavens were collapsing!
"Boom!"
A terrifying force suddenly descended from the sky, crashing heavily onto Gao Tiansheng. Under the horrified gazes of everyone, this power appeared without warning or delay, smashing Gao Tiansheng into the ground.
The entire ground instantly caved in, forcibly creating a large pit ten feet in radius shaped like a handprint.
Many people were shocked into jumping from their seats.
"How is this possible?"
Rong Chuanlin’s eyes almost bulged out.
The dust settled.
Under the palm print, Gao Tiansheng’s figure was nowhere to be seen, only a bloody mess remaining.
"Is this for real?"
A prolonged silence ensued.
No one expected that this young man, with just a casual raise of his hand, could slap to death a Human Immortal Eighth Layer demon cultivator right before everyone’s eyes!
Tang Yue secretly clicked his tongue, realizing he had misjudged this seemingly frivolous young man, who possessed such terrifying power.
Rong Chuanlin’s face turned as dark as water. He knew more than anyone about Gao Tiansheng’s strength. In the Human Immortal Eighth Layer realm, he was among the best. How could he have been killed by a single palm from Ye Qingchen?
The powerful figures behind him wore grim expressions, some gripping their weapons, some forming seals, or touching their artifacts, all exhibiting a state of high alert!
Ye Qingchen slowly withdrew his hand, took up a bowl of fragrant tea in front of him, sipped it gently, and nodded slightly, "Not bad, the tea fragrance is light but not thin, with a hint of sweetness amidst the bitterness, leaving a lasting taste, good tea!"
After drinking, he glanced at Rong Chuanlin with an ambiguous smile and said:
"Now, are you leaving or not?"
"Who exactly are you?"
Rong Chuanlin’s face turned cold, his eyes like hooks, staring intently at Ye Qingchen as if trying to see through his skin and bones, scrutinizing him thoroughly!
However, he soon sneered:
"Kid, I don’t know how you killed Gao Tiansheng, but do you think that alone is enough to intimidate me?"
"Mr. Rong! Since Mr. Ye has already proven his strength, why not let this matter rest?" At this point, Tang Yue couldn’t stand it any longer and quickly stepped forward to mediate.
After all, since he was hosting this event, he naturally didn’t want it to escalate further.
Upon hearing this, Rong Chuanlin stared deeply at Ye Qingchen, his expression uncertain. He found that he truly couldn’t understand Ye Qingchen. Despite his seemingly low cultivation, he could kill Gao Tiansheng with a single palm!
If this continued, it would be nothing but harmful to him.
"Hmph, on the City Lord Tang’s account, I’ll remember this for now. Once the tomb is found, I’ll settle with you!" Rong Chuanlin snorted coldly and sat back in the Master’s Chair.
Seeing this, everyone couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Just as a smile appeared on Tang Yue’s face, before he could speak, Ye Qingchen played with the teacup and leisurely said, "Who told you to sit down?"
"What did you say?" Rong Chuanlin’s gaze turned icy.
"I made it clear just now, I told you to get lost!" Ye Qingchen said calmly.
"You’re seeking death!"
At this moment, Rong Chuanlin could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and abruptly stood up, "Do you think you’re qualified? I gave you some respect, hence sparing you earlier."
"You are merely a disciple of Taotian Palace, with your level of cultivation, do you know how many I’ve killed?"
"Is that so?"
Ye Qingchen raised an eyebrow slightly, with a playful smile, and said:
"You ask if I’m qualified? Zheng Jiuling, go tell him if I’m qualified to make him leave!"
