Chapter 244: Being Treated as a Soft Persimmon
"Handsome, do you want to follow me back to my sect?" Nan Fan suddenly asked.
Her voice was laced with charm, and her body exuded an alluring scent.
The scent entered Yu Nianzhen’s nostrils and flowed into his subconscious.
Soon after, the scent wrapped around his subconscious and a charming voice resounded in his mind, urging him to agree.
"If you come back with me, sister will treat you well."
As she spoke, the scent intensified, and images appeared in Yu Nianzhen’s mind.
He saw a peach-coloured chamber.
There was a large bed in the chamber, and a faceless young man was lying on the bed.
In front of the bed was a faceless naked woman.
She had an alluring body and was slowly moving towards the man lying on the bed.
When he saw this, Yu Nianzhen sneered.
What he hated the most were people who tried to entice him or Jiang Yue.
Even though everything was an illusion, he didn’t like the woman’s way of fighting.
He knew that if he continued to see the images, the people in the peach-coloured chamber would soon have faces.
Because he didn’t want to see himself in the room with the woman, Yu Nianzhen acted quickly.
He removed a sword from his storage ring, looked at his opponent, and swung without hesitation.
Initially, the spectators wanted to watch a good show.
They knew that women from the Heavenly Flower cult could easily captivate men.
Since Yu Nianzhen had a lower cultivation level than Nan Fan, they expected him to fall quickly and make a fool of himself.
However, the face slap came too quickly.
Just when they thought that Yu Nianzhen was captivated by the methods of the Heavenly Flower cult, he released a sword.
The sword was only a peak-level silver rank weapon, but when Yu Nianzhen swung it, Nan Fan felt a chill at the back of her neck.
She wanted to escape, but her feet were rooted to the ground.
By the time she thought about using a weapon to resist, it was already too late.
The attack arrived in front of her and melted into her body, flinging her from the martial platform.
"What just happened?" Someone asked loudly.
Those around him also looked shocked but none knew what happened.
All they saw was an ordinary attack before Nan Fan was thrown out.
However, the elders from the sword sect were not as clueless.
[Sword domain.] One of the elders transmitted to his counterpart.
[It seems like it.] The other elder replied.
The two looked at each other and then at Yu Nianzhen.
Sword domain was the third level of sword intent.
However, achieving the third level of sword intent was not easy.
Even the sword sect didn’t have many cultivators who had comprehended the third level of sword intent.
"Elder Liu, is there something wrong with that sword attack?" A disciple of the sword sect asked.
"Hmmm." The elder nodded distractedly and continued to look at Yu Nianzhen.
From his observation, the young man was less than fifty years old.
It was difficult to accept that such a young person had comprehended the third level of sword intent.
"Old Liu, it isn’t as simple as sword domain." The other elder said.
"You are right. The domain is immature, he should have just comprehended it. It isn’t enough to paralyse a cultivator at the sixth level of the origin tempering realm."
"Did he cheat?" A disciple asked urgently.
As disciples of the sword sect, they all knew what a sword domain was.
However, they couldn’t accept that a younger cultivator who was not even in the sword sect had comprehended the third level of sword intent.
"Maybe his sword is uncommonly powerful." Someone suggested and the sword sect disciples turned to the martial platform.
Unfortunately, Yu Nianzhen had already put away his sword and they couldn’t look at it.
"I saw his sword earlier. It’s a peak-level silver-rank sword. It didn’t look special."
"What do you know? Some swords look ordinary but their edge is extraordinary."
Several disciples nodded and a little fervour entered their eyes.
All swordsmen were obsessed with swords.
Even if they refined their natal swords, they still liked to own other swords.
When they heard that Yu Nianzhen had a powerful sword, they naturally wanted to see it and grab it if they could.
"Let’s wait for the next round to make sure." A disciple said reasonably.
The others could only agree but they kept stealing glances at Yu Nianzhen.
On the stage, after defeating his opponent, Yu Nianzhen waited for the outcome to be announced before jumping down from the stage.
[As I thought, my Azhen is the most powerful.] Jiang Yue transmitted as soon as Yu Nianzhen left the martial platform.
[XiaoYue is so good. If I am not good, won’t I be left behind.]
[Congratulations.]
[Hmmm...]
Before Yu Nianzhen could say another word, a group of people blocked in front of him.
Yu Nianzhen looked at them but didn’t recognise them.
"Is there something you want from me?" He asked.
"How can you treat sister Fan like that?" A young man asked angrily.
"Who is sister Fan?"
Yu Nianzhen’s words were like pouring fuel on a flame.
The crowd detonated, and they all glared at him.
"What’s the use of pretending? Sister Fan is so beautiful, everyone knows her."
"He can’t eat grapes, so he says they are sour." A young woman sneered and looked at Yu Nianzhen in disdain.
"Did sister Fan reject you, so you decided to sneak attack and embarrass her so badly?"
Yu Nianzhen looked at the people and wondered if something was wrong with their heads.
"Sick dogs should be kept at home to prevent them from biting people recklessly." He muttered and wanted to walk around the group.
"What did you say? Say it again, and I will make you look good?" A young man said and released a whip.
He wanted to beat Yu Nianzhen to avenge sister Fan and teach him a lesson.
"A mere origin forging realm cultivator dares to bare their fangs at me. Are you tired of living?" Yu Nianzhen said, and his eyes turned cold.
In his self-righteous indignation, the young man forgot that the opponent was an origin-tempering realm cultivator.
Now that he remembered, his body shook with fright, and he wanted to escape.
However, Yu Nianzhen’s stare pinned him in place.
He felt like he was standing at the edge of a sharp sword.
If he dared to make a move, the sword would swing, and he would lose his head.
"I..., I..." The young man stuttered and looked at one of the women in the group.
However, the woman ignored his pleading eyes and looked away.
"Senior, I was wrong." The young man begged.
He liked Nan Fan and followed the girls from the Heavenly Flower Cult to seek justice for her.
However, when he thought about it now, he realised he had been used.
"You can forgive him this time." A voice said, and Yu Nianzhen turned to see a handsome young man.
"Young master Lin." One of the girls exclaimed.
She looked excited, and so did the others.
"Do we know each other?" Yu Nianzhen asked and looked at the person.
"Fellow Daoist, my name is Lin Fu. I am a disciple of the Celestial Sky sect."
’A busybody.’ Yu Nianzhen thought but didn’t say that. Since the person wanted to play a hero, Yu Niazhen was willing to indulge him.
"It’s not impossible to forgive." Yu Nianzhen said, and the atmosphere relaxed a little.
However, they underestimated Yu Nianzhen.
He never took the initiative to bully others but wouldn’t allow others to him.
Since someone had thought about harming him, Yu Nianzhen would not let them go.
"What conditions does the young master propose?"
"I will give him two options. If he fulfils my condition, I will let him go and won’t care about his behaviour."
"Please say."
"The first option is to use spirit stones to redeem his life from me, and the second is to accept one blow from me. If he survives the blow, I will let him go."
"Fellow Daoist, it’s not good to hold on to grudges. The young man has already apologised, you can let him go."
"Fellow Daoist Lin, when someone offends you, you can decide how to deal with them. Please don’t mind my affairs, your persuasion is meaningless to me."
Lin Fu frowned when he heard that.
He was a young master of the Celestial Sky sect, and people always gave him face.
Lin Fu didn’t expect Yu Nianzhen wouldn’t give him face and would insist on dealing with the young man.
"If fellow Daoist Lin is so concerned about this person, he can help him raise spirit stones to redeem his life."
"Fellow Daoist Yu, how many spirit stones do you want before you can let him go?" Lin Fu asked.
His heart was filled with anger, but he didn’t show it on his face.
’Since you don’t know what’s good for you, I will let you regret it.’ He thought viciously.
When he calmed down, he turned to Yu Nianzhen, and the swordsman’s eyes were filled with mockery.
"How many spirit stones is your life worth?" Yu Nianzhen asked the young man.
