Chapter 529: Chapter 205: The Strength of a Peak of Ninth Level of Awakening Vein Realm Expert

The entire courtyard was utterly silent, with only the rustling of the wind through the trees and grass echoing sporadically.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

No one had expected this battle to end in such a way.

After a moment, whispers finally broke the silence.

“Lu Shaojing lost!”

“Defeating a mid-tier Ninth Layer of Awakening Vein Realm expert with only the strength of the Sixth Layer Peak of Awakening Vein Realm! Luo Cheng clearly awakened a Wasted Martial Soul, so how is his combat power this strong? Crossing three levels to win a fight—this is something even geniuses with Advanced Martial Souls struggle to achieve!”

“If his cultivation advances even further, reaching the Late Stage of Awakening Vein Realm, just imagine how terrifying his combat power would be! In the Xuanyuan Sect of the Great Yue Dynasty, a rare prodigy is clearly rising!”

Several young talents from neighboring nations stared at Luo Cheng on the platform, their mouths agape in shock.

The Xuanyuan Sect Inner Sect disciple on the scene was especially incredulous.

In just one month, Luo Cheng’s cultivation progressed from the middle stage of the Sixth Layer to the peak of the Sixth Layer, and his combat strength advanced to the point of defeating Lu Shaojing. Such extraordinary progress could only be described as meteoric!

“Sixty percent Sword Intent!”

As for the Eighth Prince Jin Min, he stared daggers at Luo Cheng, almost biting his own tongue in surprise.

He never would have imagined that Luo Cheng’s trump card would turn out to be sixty percent Sword Intent!

He vividly recalled that back in Qishan City, Luo Cheng’s Sword Dao Realm was merely at the level of Sword Skill.

Could it be—the Sword Dao Realm advanced from Sword Skill to sixty percent Sword Intent within a little over a year!

Even Yan Qingshuang, hailed as the Outer Sect’s number one Sword Dao prodigy in the Luoxia Sect, couldn’t boast such staggering progress!

If Jin Min knew that Luo Cheng’s Sword Intent was not sixty percent but seventy percent, his disbelief would intensify. He might even cry out in shock on the spot.

Sixty percent Sword Intent is merely the middle stage of the Sword Intent Prototype.

Seventy percent Sword Intent, however, represents the upper stage of the Sword Intent Prototype!

The difference between the two is like night and day.

Seventy percent Sword Intent signifies that the practitioner has reached the threshold for breaking into genuine Sword Intent—a milestone that marks a Sword Dao genius!

“This boy cannot be allowed to live!”

A chilling glint flashed through Jin Min’s eyes as his hand clenched tightly.

Luo Cheng was growing far too quickly—so quickly that it left him unnerved!

Still merely at the Sixth Layer Peak of Awakening Vein Realm, he could already defeat Lu Shaojing.

What would happen in the future when he reached the Eighth Layer or even Ninth Layer of Awakening Vein Realm? Wouldn’t even Jin Min himself find it difficult to match him?

Jin Min would never allow such a thing to happen!

Especially since Yun Mengli was already dead, Luo Cheng’s life or death was inconsequential.

The female shopkeeper had Lu Shaojing carried away.

When people caught sight of Lu Shaojing’s injuries, many sharply inhaled.

Lu Shaojing’s body was drenched in blood, sprawled limply on the ground like a pile of mud with all his bones shattered. With injuries so severe, even if he recovered, his strength would likely suffer irreversible damage.

“This guy got exactly what he deserved.”

The female shopkeeper let out a subtle sigh of relief, retracting her gaze from Lu Shaojing and turning to Luo Cheng, her eyes brimming with admiration.

At this moment, she finally understood why the Ninth Princess and the Eldest Prince valued Luo Cheng so greatly.

Swish!

Luo Cheng moved swiftly to stand before the shopkeeper and asked, “Has the Ninth Princess arrived?”

“I’ve already sent someone to notify her; she should be here soon.” The shopkeeper responded and, noticing Jin Min nearby, added, “I’ve prepared a private room for you, Mr. Luo. You can wait there.”

“Alright!”

Luo Cheng nodded.

But just then, a large hand blocked his path—it belonged to Jin Min.

Glaring coldly at Luo Cheng, Jin Min sneered, “I didn’t expect that someone discarded by the Ji Family as trash could achieve what you have today. Truly beyond my expectations. But injuring one of my people—did you think you could walk away like this?”

Luo Cheng’s gaze remained calm. “Lu Shaojing and I fought in a fair duel on the platform. His skills were inferior—how is that my concern?”

Jin Min’s eyes narrowed as a sinister smile crept across his face. “So, if I kill or cripple you today, you would say the same—that you were simply weaker?”

“You and I will inevitably clash one day. But not today—I have other matters to attend to. You’ll have to excuse me.”

Luo Cheng wasn’t arrogant enough to think he could face Jin Min, ranked third on the Xuanhe List, in battle!

Besides, they were in the Imperial City—this was Jin Min’s territory.

With those parting words, Luo Cheng turned and began to walk away.

“Stay where you are!”

A cold gleam flashed in Jin Min’s eyes as he attacked without warning. His foot seemed to step on a vortex of wind, and a fierce aura erupted as emerald flames ignited on his palm, launching toward Luo Cheng with lethal force.

Luo Cheng, prepared for such a move, twisted his body to evade the brunt of Jin Min’s Emerald Flame Palm. From the flank, he countered with a punch.

Boom!

A loud explosion tore through the courtyard as Qi Force rippled outward. Luo Cheng staggered back more than ten steps, leaving deep imprints on the ground with each step.

“Quick reflexes! But can you evade this?”

Jin Min’s shock transformed into a darker killing intent as his face contorted savagely. Emerald flames blazed on his five fingers as he slashed through the air. “Flame Rain Kill!”

Crackle!

Swarms of emerald flames, eerie as ghostly fire, surged forward from bizarre angles toward Luo Cheng. Their electric speed and oppressive aura withered the nearby plants instantly.

“Explode!”

Understanding he couldn’t match the attack head-on, Luo Cheng employed the Mysterious Wind Explosion Technique for the first time in real combat. His figure seemed to merge with the wind, dissolving into a cascade of afterimages before vanishing entirely.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Moments later, the ground where Luo Cheng had been standing was reduced to a scorched wasteland riddled with charred craters.

Luo Cheng reappeared on a pavilion roof dozens of meters away.

Looking down at himself, he noticed a singed streak on the hem of his clothing and couldn’t help but frown. His heart trembled—so this was the might of the third-ranked expert on the Xuanhe List and a Peak of Ninth Layer of Awakening Vein Realm.

Lu Shaojing was clearly no match.

“Damn it!”

Meanwhile, Jin Min’s face darkened further. Who was he? What was his strength?

Twice, in front of so many onlookers, he had failed to land a single effective blow on Luo Cheng!

Fury contorted his features as he growled, “You’re dead, boy! Let’s see if your speed can outmatch my killing move!”

As he spoke, emerald fire enveloped Jin Min, surging higher and higher. The heat distortion warped the air into rippling waves, creating an oppressive, terrifying spectacle.

Luo Cheng’s eyes focused sharply as he drew out his Core Disciple Token and shouted coldly:

“Jin Min, what do you think you’re doing? I’m a Core Disciple! Do you dare attack me without cause? Are you looking to be summoned before the Punishment Hall?”

Jin Min froze, his veins bulging as his face twisted with rage. Yet he refrained from attacking.

Injuring or killing an Inner Sect disciple wouldn’t amount to much—he could get away with it.

But a Core Disciple was a different matter entirely.

Core Disciples were the backbone of the sect, its foundation!

Even Jin Min couldn’t escape culpability for wounding or crippling a Core Disciple without just cause.

Unless he possessed the ultimate authority of the Ten True Disciples!

Moreover, the Core Disciple Token could issue a distress beacon. Once activated, Xuanyuan Sect experts within a thousand-mile radius would sense it, and silencing the victim would be nearly impossible!

The female shopkeeper, who had been worrying over how to de-escalate the situation, saw an opportunity in these developments and hurriedly advised, “Eighth Prince, Luo Cheng is the Ninth Princess’s guest of honor. This seems like a misunderstanding—there’s no need for things to escalate.”

Jin Min’s face shifted through myriad expressions, unwilling to let Luo Cheng go so easily.

At this moment:

“Oh my, Jin Min, I find this little fellow quite interesting. Since it’s inconvenient for you to deal with him, leave the matter to me!”

A velvety, playful voice rang out. A figure of enchanting elegance stepped forward from the side, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Luo Cheng. Her sweet smile brimmed with temptation.

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