"..."
Silence. Complete silence. Everyone stared at the body curled in a fetal position, that looked like Yamcha, their faces frozen in shock.
None of them could figure out what had just happened. How did Ding Dong end up like this? Just moments ago, he was standing confidently on the battle stage!
Slowly, they all turned to Yun Wuji, their eyes trembling with shock. Even for a genius, defeating someone who had merely suppressed their cultivation to the same level was incredibly difficult.
Such opponents still kept their powerful physiques, superior senses, and the experience gained from mastering higher levels of profound energy.
It was completely unfair to compare the two, yet this guy had just crushed Ding Dong with a single move.
Yun Wuji slowly lowered his leg, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. In an indifferent tone, he asked, "Anyone else want to take the bet?"
"..." No one responded.
"I'm offering you all a once-in-a-lifetime chance to change your fates, but..." Yun Wuji's gaze swept over the crowd as he spoke slowly, "It seems I overestimated your courage. You're all just a bunch of rubbish!"
His disdainful gaze and contemptuous tone infuriated them all. One of them pointed at him and glared, "You!"
"Me what? Am I not stating the truth?!" Yun Wuji turned to the man who had spoken, pointing at the pile of profound cores. "Look at this. This amount of profound cores is something you could never gather in 100 lifetimes! I'm giving you all the chance to take it, yet you all shrink back the moment things get difficult. If you're not rubbish, then what are you?"
"You... You..." The man's face turned red, struggling to form a complete sentence. As he met the eyes of his sect brothers and sisters, shame washed over him. Finally, he raised his head, gritted his teeth, and declared, "Who said I didn't want to participate?! I'll do it right now and break that pretentious face of yours!"
He leaped onto the battle stage and walked toward Yun Wuji with determination.
"Junior Brother Ping Pong, you can do it!"
"How dare he look down on us? Who does he think he is?!"
"Yeah, wipe that annoying smug look off his face!"
As he walked, the voices of his brothers and sisters rang in his ears, boosting his confidence. With their support, he was sure he would win!
"Here, take it!" He confidently handed 100 profound jades to Yun Wuji.
As Yun Wuji accepted them, Ping Pong felt a sharp pain in his chest, this amount was nearly half of his savings!
Profound jades were 1000 times more valuable than profound crystals, and 100 profound jades meant a staggering 100,000 profound crystals!
Yun Wuji casually tossed the profound jades into the pile and asked, "Are you ready?"
"Yes, you can start anytime," Ping Pong puffed out his chest, answering with confidence. He suppressed his cultivation from the 3rd level of the Divine Tribulation Realm to the 2nd level of the Divine Origin Realm.
"..." Yun Wuji didn't say more. He took a step forward, and in the blink of an eye, his body flashed, appearing right in front of Ping Pong.
Smak!
The sharp sound of the slap rang out across the entire battle stage. The spectators flinched as if they could feel it themselves. Immediately after, Ping Pong's figure was sent hurtling to the edge of the stage, crashing into the spot where Ding Dong had landed.
"Friendship only works when you're the main character," Yun Wuji said casually as he retracted his hand.
He turned to face the crowd in silence, his gaze filled with disdain and contempt. He could have chosen to display only a fraction of his strength, making his victory appear hard-earned. But that wasn't his aim. Collecting wealth from these people held no real value to him, even if every person present handed over their entire fortune, it wouldn't amount to even a fraction of what Luo Guxie had already given him.
Yun Wuji's main goal was to display his talent and deter these foolish individuals from causing him trouble. The more evident his abilities, the clearer it would become how valuable he was to Luo Guxie. They needed to understand that harming him would bring severe consequences. A mediocre disciple and a talented disciple hold entirely different values.
This wasn't the Snow Song Realm, where Yun Wuji had to wear a hypocritical mask to deal with others. This was the Holy Eaves Realm, a place Luo Guxie resented deeply. The more he humiliated its people, the greater her satisfaction would be.
"I can't stand that look in his eyes. I'll do it!" Another man stepped onto the stage. The disdain in Yun Wuji's eyes made him feel both uncomfortable and humiliated. Even if he lost, he was determined to defend his pride.
Smack!
A moment later, the man was sent flying with a slap.
"Holy Eaves Realm only has men with backbone!" Another man shouted and stepped onto the stage.
Smack!
Just like the last one, he was sent flying with a single slap.
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
One after another, more people stepped onto the stage, only to be sent flying with a single slap each time.
"What is your disciple doing?" Above in the sky, Luo Guxie watched what was happening on the battle stage calmly. Just then, her brother's voice came from behind as he appeared.
"Look for yourself," Luo Guxie replied without turning to him.
Luo Shangchen narrowed his eyes and stared at Yun Wuji's figure. Yun Wuji stood proudly at the center of the battle stage with his hands behind his back, gazing indifferently at the disciples around him.
Behind him lay a huge pile of profound cores and profound jades. When Luo Shangchen saw it, his pupils shrank in shock. How could a Divine Origin Realm cultivator possess such an astronomical amount of resources?
Suddenly, his head turned toward Luo Guxie. The only explanation was that she must have been the one to give it to him.
However, Luo Guxie didn't spare him a glance, let alone offer any explanation.
Luo Shangchen could only shift his gaze back to the battle stage. He then saw one of the disciples walk up to Yun Wuji and handed him 100 profound jades, which Yun Wuji accepted and casually tossed into the pile of profound cores.
The disciple then suppressed his cultivation from the 4th level of the Divine Tribulation Realm to the 2nd level of the Divine Origin Realm.
What Luo Shangchen saw next made his eyes shrink even further. He involuntarily took a step back, his body shaking. He watched as Yun Wuji slapped the disciple, sending him flying across the battle stage to the very edge. The disciple crashed to the ground, motionless. There was no need to guess—he had lost consciousness.
"Gu... Guxie, this... what is this?!" Luo Shangchen's body moved and appeared in front of Luo Guxie. His voice trembled, and he could hardly believe it was his own.
"Can't you see it with your eyes?" Luo Guxie's lips curled into a smile as she gazed fondly at Yun Wuji. "Did you stupidly think I picked Yang'er just because of a whim?"
"Yang'er's talent is monstrous, whether it's his comprehension or battle strength, they are unparalleled." Her voice carried a hint of complicated emotion. She paused for a moment before adding in a low voice, "Even Changsheng's talent can't compare to his."
"What?" Luo Shangchen's body shuddered. His sister was Luo Changsheng's master, no one knew him better than she did. Yet now, she was saying that this boy was better than his son?!
"Would you believe me if I told you that less than a month ago, he was still at the Sovereign Profound Realm?" Luo Guxie didn't care about his reaction and continued speaking.
"Impossible," Luo Shangchen felt as if a bolt had descended on him. He couldn't believe what she was saying. It was nearly impossible for someone to cultivate that quickly. Even if they used pills, it would take time to refine them, and the aura of the medical pills would still linger in their profound energy for a long while.
But this boy in front of him had no aura of medicine on him, and his foundation was extremely robust. How the heck had he done it?
Where had his sister picked up such a monster?!
"Do you understand now?" Luo Guxie's eyes locked onto him as she spoke. "You'd better stop your petty tricks in the future."
She already knew what her brother was thinking, but she hadn't expected Fei Yang to use such a drastic method. However, this didn't bother her. In fact, she liked his style, he was just as domineering and unreasonable as she was.
As expected, he truly suited her well!
"..." Luo Shangchen didn't answer her. He lowered his head and stared deeply at Yun Wuji's figure.
Smack!
Yun Wuji sent another disciple flying with a slap, then returned to his initial spot. Suddenly, he turned toward the battle stage's entrance and saw someone slowly walking in, followed by two men.
He wore white clothes, and his skin was clear and flawless. His appearance was feminine, giving him an elegant yet somewhat frail look. He was Luo Changsheng.
'Sissy, you're finally here, heh,' Yun Wuji snickered inwardly as he gazed at him. However, outwardly, his eyes lit up, and a smile spread across his face as he called out, "Senior Brother!"
"..." All the disciples who had been abused by him earlier had speechless looks on their faces. Could this arrogant punk actually make such an expression?
Yun Wuji's acting was so convincing that Luo Changsheng truly believed he was genuinely happy to see him. This made Luo Changsheng feel slightly guilty for what he was about to do to his good junior brother. With an elegant smile, he replied, "Junior Brother Fei, it seems you've already made yourself comfortable here."
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