Low, dull sounds echoed continuously as the new disciples of Yúncāng Peak were sent flying one after another. Not a single person was able to block a single punch from Chu Yu!
"Brat, how dare you be so arrogant!"
The senior disciple flew into a furious rage, dao patterns weaving across his palms and inscriptions forming an array that transformed into a golden seal, crashing downward.
This was an expert of the Dao Pattern Realm, and what he had condensed was not merely simple runes, but dao patterns containing the profound mysteries of the Great Dao.
"Slash!"
Chu Yu shouted loudly. Knowing the immense strength of a Dao Pattern Realm expert, he did not dare to be careless.
With the Burning Heaven Dao Wheel in hand, a crimson sword beam soared into the sky, colliding with the descending golden seal.
Chapter 21: If You're Unconvinced, Come Out and Fight One-on-One
Boom!
The Burning Heaven Dao Wheel and the golden seal collided, producing a heaven-shaking roar that made the space tremble and the earth shake.
"Hiss..."
The numerous Yúncāng Peak disciples simultaneously drew in a sharp breath.
"How can this brat's strength be so terrifying!"
Everyone was shocked and appalled. A strike from a Dao Pattern Realm senior brother of Yúncāng Peak had actually been blocked by Chu Yu, a mere new disciple!
One had to know that the disciples of Wèncāng Pavilion were all one-in-a-million geniuses, and Yúncāng Peak was the foremost among the Upper Three Peaks, its disciples each more brilliantly talented than the last.
If it were just an ordinary Dao Pattern Realm expert, that would be one thing, but there were no shortage of Wèncāng Pavilion disciples who, without having reached the Dao Pattern Realm, could still fight against Dao Pattern Realm experts!
However, Chu Yu was different. He was facing a senior disciple from Yúncāng Peak and yet was not at a disadvantage—this was simply too incredible.
"Break for me!"
Chu Yu shouted, slashing with the Burning Heaven Dao Wheel once more. With a loud crash, the large golden seal was cleaved directly in two!
Gu Changsheng finally snapped out of his shock, his figure flashing forward as he seized the opportunity to grab Chu Yu and flee into the distance.
It had to be said that besides being good at sweet-talking and swindling, Gu Changsheng's escaping skills were truly top-notch.
"Chu Yu, you can't run! In this Wèncāng Pavilion, countless elders and disciples are close to the Yúncāng family, sooner or later I will kill you with my own hands!"
Yè Chén's impotent roar reverberated across the area.
"Why are we running? I haven't had enough fun yet!"
"There are too many of them, a wise man knows better than to fight when the odds are against him. Let's get out of here first."
Chu Yu didn't dwell on it. He had just come out of the Sky-Swallowing Beast formation—wait, no, the Sky Waterfall Array—and his physical condition wasn't quite optimal. Returning to Hàorán Peak for now was fine; there would be plenty of opportunities in the future to deal with Yè Chén and his gang.
"Junior Brother, our master is a free spirit who doesn't concern himself with worldly affairs. The disciples of Yúncāng Peak have grown used to acting tyrannically. Be careful when you encounter them in the future, and don't be as impulsive as you were today."
Gu Changsheng sighed, saying that if Master Yì Cānghǎi hadn't become disheartened and utterly broken due to certain reasons, Hàorán Peak's status within Wèncāng Pavilion wouldn't have fallen so low.
"Then let's just hope they don't come looking for trouble with me. Otherwise, whether it's the Upper Three Peaks or the Lower Three Peaks, I'll beat them all the same!" Chu Yu said.
Returning to Hàorán Peak, Chu Yu began a period of closed-door cultivation. Merely practicing once in the Sky Waterfall Array had significantly enhanced his realm and cultivation base.
What made Chu Yu even more ecstatic was that the tempering effect of the Sky Waterfall Array on his physical body could be described as astonishing.
The Sky-Swallowing Beast required Chu Yu's physical body to reach a level comparable to a Pure-blood Creature. As long as he frequently entered the Sky Waterfall Array to practice, Chu Yu had considerable confidence in achieving this seemingly impossible feat.
A few days later, Chu Yu's realm and cultivation base had advanced to the minor completion of the Fifth Layer of Inscription Realm, a progression that could be called lightning-fast.
During these past few days, the news that Chu Yu, a new disciple of Hàorán Peak, had injured twenty to thirty Yúncāng Peak disciples spread like wildfire throughout the entire Wèncāng Pavilion, causing quite a sensation.
Although Gu Changsheng had repeatedly exhorted him to keep a low profile for a while and not leave Hàorán Peak just yet, Chu Yu was unwilling to stay cooped up on Hàorán Peak forever.
After all, Hàorán Peak didn't possess the four major cultivation arrays.
A few days prior, when Chu Yu had been accepted as a disciple, Yì Cānghǎi had told him to seek him out again in ten days. With three or five days still remaining, Chu Yu intended to visit the Blazing Flame Array and the Sky Waterfall Array once more before seeing Yì Cānghǎi.
The Blazing Flame Array was suitable for Chu Yu to practice the Burning Heaven Art and condense the Burning Heaven Dao Wheel, while the Sky Waterfall Array's body-tempering effects had left Chu Yu extremely satisfied.
Before long, within the Blazing Flame Array, flames filled the heavens, and the aura of the Great Dao was violent and majestic.
Chu Yu pressed deeper and deeper, enduring the scorching heat of the flames, until he reached the zone that only Dao Pattern Realm disciples dared to enter.
Upon his body, the Burning Heaven Dao Wheel emerged like a red sun, and the surrounding fire dao aura gathered toward Chu Yu in a torrent.
One could see that as the majestic fire dao aura continuously poured in, the Burning Heaven Dao Wheel grew increasingly blazing.
"You've finally come out!"
At that very moment, a loud shout came from behind Chu Yu as Yè Chén gathered over a hundred new disciples of Wèncāng Pavilion to surround him.
Although there were no senior Yúncāng Peak disciples presiding over them this time, having a hundred new Yúncāng Peak disciples deal with Chu Yu—many of whom possessed top-tier aptitude and strength—seemed to Yè Chén to be a sure victory.
If not for Wèncāng Pavilion's strict iron rule that disciples from different peaks were allowed to fight each other, but absolutely forbidden to kill, killing Chu Yu right now would be as easy as crushing an ant to them.
"You guys really are like ghosts that refuse to scatter!"
Chu Yu's eyes held anger. The opponents had come to make trouble time and time again with incessant provocations, stirring up a genuine fire in his heart.
"Chu Yu, this isn't just about the dignity of the Yúncāng family; it's about the dignity of all Yúncāng Peak disciples!" Yè Chén said with a ferocious expression.
He was extremely insidious, elevating his personal grudge with Chu Yu to the level of dignity for all Yúncāng Peak disciples, instantly placing Chu Yu in opposition to every single disciple of Yúncāng Peak.
Chu Yu let out a cold snort: "You piece of trash, you only dare to stand behind others and talk big. If you have the guts, get your ass out here and fight me one-on-one!"
Yè Chén shrank his neck, a flash of terror welling up in his eyes. He now knew he was no match for Chu Yu; if he asked Chu Yu for a one-on-one fight, wouldn't he just end up getting severely beaten by Chu Yu once again in front of numerous Yúncāng Peak disciples?
"Smelly brat, don't be so arrogant. There are countless geniuses on Yúncāng Peak, and there are definitely no lack of them whose aptitude and strength surpass yours!"
"What is there for a disciple from the bottom of the Lower Three Peaks to be arrogant about!"
...
Many new Yúncāng Peak disciples angrily rebuked him in succession, and for a moment Chu Yu became the target of public criticism.
"Spare me the nonsense. If your strength isn't up to par, you'd better take your beating standing up. All of you, one by one, if you have the guts, come out and fight me one-on-one—I'll take on every single one of you. If you don't have the guts, then get lost!" Chu Yu shouted.
The complexions of the many Yúncāng Peak disciples all changed, their fists clenched tightly as seething anger welled up in their hearts.
They were all outstanding young geniuses who were used to being proud on a daily basis. When had they ever been looked down upon like this by others? No matter what, they couldn't swallow this anger. Even knowing that the youth before them possessed formidable strength, they refused to submit.
"Don't be so arrogant, I'll fight you!"
A new Yúncāng Peak disciple shouted angrily, a dao wheel manifesting on his body with runes filling the sky as a robust fluctuation spread outward!
Seventh Layer of Inscription Realm!
His strength surpassed even Yè Chén's, and among the many new Yúncāng Peak disciples, he could definitely be considered top-tier.
His figure surged into the air, and with a single palm strike wreathed in crackling lightning and emitting an astonishing momentum, he bore down upon Chu Yu.
Chu Yu let out a cold snort, his eyes tainted with ferocity as a harsh look surfaced on his face. His aura changed instantly, and he threw out a punch amidst surging torrents of fire, colliding with the opponent's palm!
Boom!
An astonishing roar echoed out, and visible ripples of violent energy ravaged the surroundings, sending sand and stones flying while space trembled.
Chu Yu stood in place without moving an inch, while his opponent acted as though struck by a heavy blow, his feet retreating step by step. Every step back produced a deep, heavy thud, and he almost tumbled to the ground.
"Puff!"
After forcibly steadying his figure, a large mouthful of blood spewed wildly from his mouth, his complexion turning deathly pale as his aura instantly withered.
His cultivation base was no weaker than Chu Yu's, but Chu Yu's physical body was far too powerful; the force of that single punch was terrifying, injuring his internal organs.
"Next!" Chu Yu said indifferently.
"I'll fight you!"
Another new Yúncāng Peak disciple shouted. He was likewise an expert at the Seventh Layer of Inscription Realm, his dao wheel blooming with a cyan radiance while his hands resembled avian claws as he lunged forward.
Chu Yu's expression remained unchanged, still throwing out a single punch that ignited a cluster of crimson fire!
Bang!
A dull thud rang out, and that disciple let out a miserable scream, his entire body sent flying horizontally.
In a mere single move, the opponent suffered a disastrous defeat.
"I'm coming!"
"I'll take him on!"
...
The many new Yúncāng Peak disciples rushed forward one after another, only to end up sent flying backward, completely unable to withstand the might of Chu Yu's single punch.
In less than a quarter of an hour, over a dozen top-tier new Yúncāng Peak disciples had all been defeated at Chu Yu's hands.
Everyone present was petrified, including disciples from the other peaks who were cultivating in the Blazing Flame Array. Was this really a new disciple from Hàorán Peak, the lowest of the Lower Three Peaks?
Over a dozen top-tier new Yúncāng Peak disciples had charged forward one after another in wave after wave, yet all of them were sent flying by a single punch from Chu Yu? It was simply like seeing a ghost!
A crowd of people stood dumbfounded, completely speechless.
"Is there anyone else who wants to come out and fight one-on-one!"
Chu Yu shouted, his gaze sweeping across the many new Yúncāng Peak disciples one by one.
Within the arena, a sudden silence fell. No one dared to speak, let alone step forward. Those with the highest aptitude and strongest strength had all rushed up, yet every single one of them had been sent flying by a single punch from Chu Yu without exception. The others dared even less to make a move.
Yè Chén's gaze was practically sluggish. He never could have imagined that Chu Yu's strength would be so horrifyingly formidable.
"Fellow senior and junior brothers, since there are many of us, we don't need to fight this brat one-on-one. Let's all go together and reclaim our Yúncāng Peak's dignity!" Yè Chén roared viciously.
Among the hundred-odd Yúncāng Peak disciples, the expressions of many turned somewhat unnatural.
The dozen or so top-tier geniuses among them had attacked one after another against a single Lower Three Peaks disciple, only to suffer a complete and utter defeat—that alone was humiliating enough.
And now they actually wanted to rely on sheer numbers and attack all together? The dignity of being disciples of Yúncāng Peak, the foremost of the Upper Three Peaks, could be said to have vanished completely at this very moment.
"You want to attack together? What does I, Chu Yu, have to fear!"
Chu Yu shouted, a genuine fire welling up in his heart. Stamping his feet against the ground, he charged straight toward Yè Chén!
"Quickly attack together! Stop him!"
Yè Chén's complexion changed drastically. Knowing he was no match for Chu Yu, he yelled frantically.
"I'd like to see who can stop me!"
Chu Yu shouted. Torrents of fire surged from his palms and fingers as a divine bird materialized, lunging forward to slaughter!
This was a divine technique contained within the inheritance of the Burning Heaven Dao Wheel. At this moment, Chu Yu no longer held back, unleashing it to its full extent.
"What is that?"
"It's the Vermilion Bird Divine Technique!"
"How does this brat possess the Vermilion Bird Divine Technique!"
...
A crowd of people gasped in shock. The Vermilion Bird was an Archaic Remnant Species, and the Vermilion Bird Divine Technique was renowned as a world-shaking treasure, capable of serving as a foundational treasure even within the three great ancient academies of the Eastern Wasteland!
Bang bang bang...
Wherever the divine bird flew, everyone was sent flying horizontally. Chu Yu's hand moved like an avian claw, and under Yè Chén's terrified gaze, it clamped onto his arm.
Crack!
The sound of fracturing bones rang out. The instant Chu Yu's claw descended, Yè Chén's arm broke.
"Ah!"
A shrill, miserable scream tore from Yè Chén's throat, causing the souls of everyone present to tremble.
And that wasn't the end of it; immediately afterward, Yè Chén's other arm was likewise snapped by Chu Yu.
Bang!
A dull thud echoed as Chu Yu kicked Yè Chén squarely in the chest. The latter's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, showering a mist of blood across the air.
Upon landing, Yè Chén passed out cold on the spot.
"This..."
A crowd of people was terror-stricken, the many Yúncāng Peak disciples filled with dread as their footsteps involuntarily retreated a few paces.
"What kind of person is causing trouble and injuring my Yúncāng Peak disciples over here?"
At that exact moment, an indifferent voice rang out.
Immediately thereafter, a white-robed youth was seen skimming through the air from the central region of the Blazing Flame Array, his face icy and his aura terrifyingly robust.
Chapter 22: The Six Peaks of Wèncāng Have No Distinction of Superiority or Inferiority
"It's Senior Brother Mùbái!"
The gazes of the numerous new Yúncāng Peak disciples jolted, a wave of wild joy welling up in their eyes.
This person was a senior disciple of Yúncāng Peak with top-tier aptitude, and he enjoyed quite a formidable reputation among the three great ancient academies of the Eastern Wasteland.
Chu Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. This senior disciple named Mùbái possessed a robust cultivation base and formidable strength; he was likely an expert above the Fifth Layer of Dao Pattern Realm.
Seeing the wretched state of the many new Yúncāng Peak disciples, along with Yè Chén lying on the ground like a dead dog with both arms broken, Mùbái frowned.
"Did you do this?"
This person looked arrogant and conceited, staring down at Chu Yu from a condescending posture.
"So what if I did?" Chu Yu said indifferently.
"Who are you?"
Chu Yu's dismissive reply brought a surge of anger to Mùbái's eyes.
"Chu Yu, disciple of Hàorán Peak!"
"As a disciple of the Lower Three Peaks, how dare you act so ruthlessly against my Yúncāng Peak disciples? Since Yì Cānghǎi won't bother disciplining you, I'll do it for him. I'll make you understand the difference between the Upper and Lower Three Peaks, and what it means for superiors and inferiors to have distinct boundaries!"
Mùbái shouted, the power of the Great Dao surging around his body as a patch of dao patterns manifested.
As a senior disciple who had long made a name for himself in Wèncāng Pavilion, making a move against a new disciple didn't sound particularly glorious, but he had to salvage this situation. Otherwise, people would say Yúncāng Peak was incompetent, unable to even handle a new disciple from the lowest of the Lower Three Peaks, and in the future, who would still revere Yúncāng Peak disciples?
"Superiors and inferiors?"
Chu Yu sneered, his demeanor wild and unbridled, showing neither fear nor cowardice.
"What superiors and inferiors? Why haven't I noticed anything so noble about you Yúncāng Peak disciples? Wèncāng Pavilion originally had no distinction between Upper and Lower Three Peaks; the six peaks were equal, and Yúncāng Peak had no title as the foremost of the six peaks—it's all just your Yúncāng Peak disciples being self-righteous!"
Mùbái's face turned ashen. He enjoyed a illustrious reputation in Wèncāng Pavilion and was highly valued by the head of Yúncāng Peak; other Wèncāng Pavilion disciples had to speak to him with the utmost caution. This was the first time he had ever been rebuked so hard by a new disciple that he couldn't even keep his footing!
"Sharp-tongued brat, let's see how long you can keep that stiff upper lip!"
Mùbái flared up in anger, his eyes emitting a startling radiance while cyan lightning surged around his body and dao patterns surfaced on his palms.
Relying on his own formidable strength, crushing Chu Yu would be as simple as crushing an ant. Without employing his dao wheel or unleashing any divine techniques, he thrust his palm forward, pressing down toward Chu Yu!
Eighth Layer of Dao Pattern Realm!
A Wèncāng Pavilion disciple residing in this realm could easily deal with any expert below the Fifth Layer of Dao Pattern Realm.
This palm swept horizontally across the air. Though it looked slow, its fluctuations were actually vast and majestic, causing the expressions of everyone present to change.
Chu Yu's eyes hardened. The Burning Heaven Dao Wheel manifested on his body, dense runes swirled around him, and a crimson fire like an ocean roared forth as he threw out a punch that shone as brilliantly as the great sun.
Boom!
The instant the two collided, it was like a fiery meteor crashing into a sea of lightning. Chu Yu did not fear the lightning; pushing his physical strength to the absolute limit, he collided fiercely with the opponent's palm!
With a loud "bang", Mùbái's expression shifted slightly. He felt a terrifyingly powerful force crash into him, making his tiger-claws go numb, his entire body shudder violently, and forcing him to take several steps back!
Simultaneously, the Sky-Swallowing Beast—no, the Devouring Dao Wheel—manifested on Chu Yu's body, and a terrifying devouring force swept outward, enveloping Mùbái.
"It won't budge!"
Chu Yu's eyes sank. This fellow's cultivation base was simply too robust; he stood as steady as Mount Tai, completely impossible to devour.
However, his devouring force still brought considerable trouble to Mùbái, whose expression underwent a drastic change, filled with sheer disbelief.
"Dual Dao Wheels!"
Dual Dao Wheels were exceedingly rare through the ages, and even looking across the three great ancient academies of the Eastern Wasteland, they could be considered top-tier geniuses.
A genius possessing Dual Dao Wheels hadn't chosen Yúncāng Peak, yet had instead become a disciple of Hàorán Peak?
At that very moment, Chu Yu's figure flashed forward, his body moving like a latent dragon.
"Get down on your knees!"
The instant those words fell, Chu Yu raised one leg and smashed it down toward Mùbái!
Mùbái's complexion changed. He hadn't expected Chu Yu's movements to be so swift; in his panic, he only had time to cross his arms and block them over his head!
Thud!
A dull, heavy sound resounded throughout the entire Blazing Flame Array, striking terror into the hearts of all who heard it.
Immediately after, amidst looks of shock from the crowd, Mùbái's knees crashed heavily onto the ground!
Bang!
The spot where his knees hit caved deeply inward!
Everyone was dumbfounded. A mere new disciple of Hàorán Peak had actually forced Mùbái to his knees right before him!
"You dare humiliate me!"
Mùbái flew into a furious rage, his handsome face instantly twisting in distortion!
Being forced to kneel publicly before a new disciple of Hàorán Peak—given his arrogance, this was harder to bear than being killed.
A blazing cluster of lightning erupted from Mùbái's body, and a lightning leopard materialized from the radiance, lunging straight at Chu Yu.
Chu Yu's eyes hardened. He swept his right leg horizontally as crimson flames surged, materializing into the claw of a Vermilion Bird that collided directly with the lightning leopard.
Bang!
An astonishing roar rang out, and fire and lightning erupted, splashing everywhere.
Chu Yu let out a muffled grunt, his whole body shuddering as he was sent flying backward for a hundred meters, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
He had been able to force Mùbái to his knees partly because Mùbái had underestimated him, and partly because he had seized the right opportunity.
However, in a head-on clash involving divine techniques, the gap in realm and cultivation base was simply too vast; he was no match for Mùbái.
"When a few new Yúncāng Peak disciples suffer a miserable defeat, you send dozens more; when dozens can't win, you send a hundred; and when a hundred new disciples still aren't opponents, it finally falls to the senior disciples of Yúncāng Peak to come out and salvage your pride? Is this what you call the foremost of the Upper Three Peaks? I've certainly opened my eyes today!"
Chu Yu shouted coldly, the Samsara Ancient Pagoda in hand, while the Burning Heaven Dao Wheel, Devouring Dao Wheel, Samsara Dao Wheel, and Primal Dao Wheel all stood ready to manifest at a moment's notice.
Making him bow his head was simply impossible; even if he wasn't a match for them, he would tear a chunk of flesh off his opponent.
Mùbái's face turned alternately green and white, ugly to the extreme. Making a move against a new disciple already sounded bad enough, but what was even more humiliating was that Chu Yu's single kick had forced him to his knees, utterly destroying his dignity.
What made Mùbái feel even more incredulous was that from Chu Yu's body, he actually sensed a trace of inexplicable danger.
This was simply preposterous. What kind of ability did a new disciple at the Fifth Layer of Inscription Realm possess to make him, an expert at the Eighth Layer of Dao Pattern Realm, feel threatened?
"Brat, you're not going back to Hàorán Peak today!"