Chapter 2: Establishing Prestige

  Late afternoon

  A small thatched hut on the west side of Feilong Peak was where all the miscellaneous disciples lived. The so-called miscellaneous disciples were those who were at the bottom of their cultivation, and such disciples would be assigned some miscellaneous tasks. At this time, many miscellaneous disciples had finished a day's work and carried their tired bodies towards their small huts.

  A slightly thin figure walked into people's sight, and the next moment it was a big explosion.

  "Is that... Chuchu Rock?"

  "What? Am I seeing things?"

  "Is he human or ghost?"

  ……

  Many people rubbed their eyes, and quite a few had witnessed Chu Yan's charred body with no signs of life just that day.

  Under the gaze of everyone's astonishment, Chu Yan walked into his own small thatched cottage.

  Lock the door, Chu Yan couldn't wait to introspect his dantian again. In his dantian, that strand of pale blue gas-like spiritual energy floated in mid-air, and below it was a broken small green tripod.

  The small tripod has three legs, but originally had two ears, one of which is missing. The body of the tripod is engraved with intricate symbols and there are dozens of fine cracks on the surface, some areas are uneven.

  "What is this small tripod? Is that mysterious black light pillar caused by this small tripod? I almost died, and my spiritual root has recovered. Father! Mother! You must be blessing me from heaven, I will never disappoint you."

  Chu Yan's face was resolute, he had confidence that since his spiritual root had recovered, relying on his own talent he could absolutely reach the peak again.

  "Hmm"

  The door was kicked open with a loud crash by a big foot.

  "You"

  The fat man squeezed into the room with great difficulty, his whole body shaking constantly, a pair of small eyes staring widely, one big hand pointing at Chu Yan, his face full of shock and amazement, he could only utter a single "you" before being unable to speak further.

  "Don't you have hands? Don't you know how to knock on doors?" Chu Yan's calm words carried a hint of majesty.

  Miscellaneous chores disciples are all disciples with poor qualifications, most of whom have the strength of the first layer of Qi Refining Stage, and a few have the second layer of Qi Refining Stage. Wang Xiong is one of them. Relying on his brute force plus the strength of the second layer of Qi Refining Stage, he can be called a tyrant among miscellaneous chores disciples, and most miscellaneous chores disciples have been bullied by him.

  Chu Yan was no exception, and Chu Yan always received special "care" from Wang Xiong, because Chu Yan used to be a high-and-mighty genius disciple, every time he beat up Chu Yan, Wang Xiong's deformed psychology would get extremely satisfied.

  Today, Wang Xiong was sleeping in the house when he heard someone shouting loudly. He went out to take a look and saw a large group of miscellaneous disciples surrounding Chu Yan's house, saying things like "Chu Yan has come back to life and turned into a ghost..." Wang Xiong was half-believing and half-doubting, but when he saw Chu Yan, he immediately stood still in shock. However, when Chu Yan said this sentence, his shocked expression instantly turned into a fierce and overbearing one.

  "Ah, so you're not dead after all! You little scamp, pretending to be a ghost in broad daylight. Are you itching for a beating? Let me give you a good thrashing!"

  Saw the shadow on the ground of Chu Yan, and heard the voice of Chu Yan, Wang Xiong was certain that Chu Yan was not a ghost. Since he wasn't a ghost, what else was there to be afraid of? Wang Xiong felt that his previous panicked appearance had lost face, so he swung his fist at Chu Yan.

  "Overestimating one's abilities"

  Chu Yan let out a cold snort, his right fist shooting out in a straightforward and unadorned manner.

  "Ah-choo!"

  The two fists collided with a loud crash, and a clear cracking sound of shattered bones echoed from the point of impact.

  "This guy is really overestimating himself, actually daring to exchange blows with Wang Xiong!"

  "Isn't this Chu Yan struck by lightning and became stupid?"

  "I think so"

  The disciples who were watching from outside naturally saw this scene and thought that Chu Yan's arm was broken. However, the next scene made them suddenly stunned:

  "Ah! You've broken my dad's hand, I'm going to kill you!"

  Wang Xiong hugged his left hand and let out a loud roar.

  "Get out!"

  Chu Yan didn't have time to listen to his howling, and with a swift kick, he directly kicked Wang Xiong's abdomen.

  Outside the hut, a group of miscellaneous disciples gathered around, and everyone heard a painful howl coming from inside. The next second, a stout figure flew out of the small cottage.

  "Boom!"

  Wang Xiong's stout body heavily fell to the ground, and everyone collectively cast their gaze towards the small hut door.

  Under the gaze of everyone's astonishment, Chu Yan walked out slowly, his face calm and unruffled, without a hint of emotional fluctuation.

  "I didn't think Chu Yan would actually still be alive!"

  "He... He actually managed to cultivate it..."

  "But he's only at the first level of Qi training, just like us. How is it possible that he defeated Wang Xiong?"

  ……

  Chu Yan heard the discussions around him, his sword-like eyebrows slightly furrowed, and his eyes were icy cold to the extreme. Those miscellaneous disciples felt a chill run through their entire body under Chu Yan's gaze, and they couldn't utter another word.

  "Little brat, look at King Wang, I'm going to skin you alive today!"

  Wang Xiong's mouth was stained with fresh blood, and he grinned as he crawled up from the ground. His two fists, which were as big as a cauldron, were covered in a layer of yellowish-brown light. The next moment, a ray of light condensed from the yellowish-brown light appeared before Wang Xiong.

  This was Wang Xiong's killer move, a low-level one-stroke technique: Xuantu Stab. He had already seen through Chu Yan's cultivation at the first layer of the Qi Refining stage. Although he didn't know why Chu Yan's physical strength was so powerful now, he firmly believed that with his own second-layer Qi Refining cultivation releasing techniques, he would be absolutely unstoppable.

  Chu Yan didn't say a word, today was just right to establish King Xiong's prestige, and in the future, he would no longer be disturbed by these miscellaneous disciples. These were all people who had no hope of cultivating, while Chu Yan's goal was the inner peak assessment three months later.

  A strand of pale blue spiritual energy appeared above Chu Yan's right hand, and the next moment that pale blue spiritual energy radiated greatly, transforming into a water sphere.

  Chu Yan's hands were tightly clenched, and the water ball was instantly compressed by more than half.

  "Go ~"

  Chu Yan let out a low growl and the water ball flew out of his hand at high speed towards Wang Xiong.

  Low-level Waterball Spell

  "Hmm"

  Under Wang Xiong's astonished gaze, the dark earth cracked and shattered like withered wood, and the water ball grew larger in Wang Xiong's eyes until it finally crashed into his right cheek and burst open.

  These miscellaneous disciples are all of extremely poor quality, they have the time to focus on improving their cultivation, and almost none of them have cultivated any spells. Moreover, cultivating spells requires a strong understanding and application ability, even if there were a few who tried, but in the end didn't succeed, today seeing Chu Yan release such a powerful spell, they were stunned on the spot.

  Three years ago, Chu Yan was only thirteen years old and had the cultivation of Qi Refining Stage Eighth Layer. The title of 'Top Ten Innate Disciples of Yuexiao Sect' was not a vain name. Because Chu Yan's spiritual root was water spiritual root, he could only practice water attribute magic, low-grade first-order to eighth-order water attribute magic, Chu Yan effortlessly grasped it, at this time, the same is low-grade first-order magic, Chu Yan's display was brilliant and powerful, several times more powerful than Wang Xiong.

  "Ah~"

  Wang Xiong's half face was blown into a bloody pulp, and he let out a pained scream.

  Chu Yan walked step by step to the front of Wang Xiong, his left hand grasping his collar, and in the midst of everyone's astonished gaze, he lifted up that stout body, which was three or four times his own size.

  "Chu, Chu Yan, surround me, surround me, it was my fault before ~ you ~"

  Wang Xiong was suspended in mid-air, deeply feeling the terror of Chu Yan, and no longer had a loud and arrogant appearance to beg for mercy.

  Chu Yan's face was expressionless as he turned to the crowd and said calmly, "From now on, anyone who disturbs me will end up like this."

  Chu Yan's right fist struck Wang Xiong's thigh with a loud "crack", and Wang Xiong's leg bone snapped, the next moment Wang Xiong was thrown out by Chu Yan.

  Wang Xiong's stout body crashed to the ground again, and everyone's heart shook violently. All eyes were on Chu Yan, filled with a look of terror.

  Cultivation is a path where the weak are preyed upon by the strong, and those with low strength can only be bullied. Chu Yan's methods could be said to have been very gentle, without any regard for Wang Xiong's pig-like screams, he walked slowly into his own small thatched cottage, the door was heavily closed.

  Chu Yan was unaware of a green-clad girl behind a distant tree whose eyes flashed with a hint of resentment.

  Chu Yan had just walked into the house when the small blue tripod in his dantian suddenly shook violently.

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