I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

Just as the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes was torn between her inner conflict and was about to speak again, determined to stop Zhang Yangqing and persuade him to leave this place of trouble immediately,

She instinctively reached out to grab something to the side, but grasped nothing.

I turned my head abruptly, only to find that there was no one beside me!
The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes felt her heart skip a beat, and a chill ran from her feet to the top of her head.

She hurriedly looked up, following her senses, and saw that Zhang Yangqing's figure had left his hiding place at some point, and was walking towards the messy open space where Yin Kui was with extremely casual, even somewhat careless, steps.

He walked slowly, without deliberately concealing his figure or aura. He walked openly and casually, as if taking a stroll after dinner, toward the hidden clan's initial Saint Realm expert who had just swiftly crushed five powerful attackers!
"Has he gone mad?!" The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes covered her mouth to keep from screaming out loud.

She felt cold all over and her mind went blank.

Zhang Yangqing is practically walking towards his death!

Was he really blinded by Yin Kui's power, or did he have some kind of reliance that he couldn't understand?

At this moment, Yin Kui had casually dealt with the other three seriously injured attackers as easily as stepping on ants. He was now slowly and methodically wiping the few drops of dark red blood from the enemy off his fingers with a clean white silk handkerchief.

His movements were elegant and composed, as if he had not just committed a killing, but had merely accomplished a trivial task.

His powerful senses immediately picked up on the movement behind him, and he raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly, somewhat surprised.

Are there still people here? They didn't escape?
Yin Kui slowly turned around, his short silver hair remaining perfectly still in the slightly fishy breeze.

He saw Zhang Yangqing walking towards him, a tall, handsome young man dressed in rough clothes as a dockworker, but most striking of all were his deep, mysterious purple eyes.

At first glance, Zhang Yangqing's appearance and attire seem no different from those of the local laborers who make a living at the docks, and he even looks more composed than many of them.

But Yin Kui had dealt with all sorts of outsiders over the years and had handled countless similar attacks and tests. He made a judgment almost instantly: this purple-eyed boy was in disguise!
He possessed a subtle aura that made him feel out of place in this world, like an "outsider," and moreover, he was coming for me!

Of course, he could see that Zhang Yangqing had deliberately created a flaw.

Yin Kui casually tossed aside the cleaned handkerchief and leisurely watched Zhang Yangqing stop about ten feet away from him, his eyes filled with a hint of amusement and a condescending scrutiny.

He didn't sense a strong threat from Zhang Yangqing; his aura was roughly at the Celestial Realm level, similar to the five attackers from before.

In his eyes, this level of skill was no different from that of an ant.

Yin Kui spoke first, his voice calm yet carrying an invisible pressure: "Outsider, you just missed the best opportunity to ambush me. Now, I'm curious, what words will you use to beg for a chance to live that may not even exist?"

In his view, there were only two possibilities for this purple-eyed kid to still show his face after witnessing his methods: either he had lost his mind and was coming to his death.

Secondly, they may be asking for something, perhaps coveting something they possess, or knowing they can't win and wanting to exchange information or other means for their life.

He had seen too many outsiders like this, who, faced with an absolute disparity in strength, would ultimately choose to grovel and beg.

Whether he helps or not depends entirely on his mood.

But most of the time, he would kill.

However, Zhang Yangqing's answer was completely unexpected.

Zhang Yangqing looked at Yin Kui, his face even showing a hint of "frankness," and said in the same calm tone, "To be honest, I was planning to ambush you just now, and I even thought about using some special methods to cleanly and efficiently finish you off."

"Oh?" Yin Kui paused slightly in wiping his fingers, a genuine surprise and interest flashing in his eyes. This kid actually dared to admit it so bluntly? This was completely different from the opening he had expected.

"Interesting. You're not like those cowards who kneel down and beg for mercy the moment they meet you. So why are you telling me all this?"

He maintained his condescending attitude, after all, in his perception, Zhang Yangqing's strength was indeed only at the Celestial Realm, a gap that was insurmountable between him and himself.

Zhang Yangqing seemed to think about it very seriously, then sighed, his tone carrying a hint of regret.
He glanced at the corpses of the attackers on the ground and the traces of the battle around him, and said, "I've been observing for a while, and I think that with the strength you've shown, a sneak attack seems unnecessary."

The moment these words were spoken, the air seemed to freeze instantly.

Yin Kui was stunned, even stopping the act of wiping his fingers completely.

For the first time, cracks appeared on his playful and composed expression, replaced by an incredulous astonishment and a hint of cold anger rising from his perceived offense.

With my abilities, there's no need for a sneak attack!

With my strength, you wouldn't even deign to ambush me?!

Yin Kui could hardly believe he had heard correctly!

He, a core disciple of the Hidden Clan and a Saint Realm expert, had just dealt with five Celestial Realm attackers as easily as crushing bugs, demonstrating overwhelming power!

And yet this outsider, who was clearly weaker than him, actually spoke in such a tone and said such things? This was not just arrogance, but blatant contempt and insult!
A surge of anger suddenly erupted from the depths of Yin Kui's heart.

Yin Kui was proud and arrogant; when had he ever been looked down upon like this?

Especially from an "ant" whose strength is clearly inferior to their own?
But Yin Kui was, after all, a powerful cultivator at the initial Saint Realm who had experienced many trials and tribulations, and his temperament was calm and composed.

After the initial shock and anger subsided, he quickly calmed down, a sense of vigilance rising in his heart.

This might be a scheme by this kid!

He deliberately provoked me with his words, making me lose my temper. When I'm angry, I'm more likely to make a mistake!

Then he'll seize the opportunity to strike, or pull some insidious trick! Yes, that must be it!

Thinking of this, Yin Kui forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, his face regaining its cold calm, and even a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Kid, you're quite interesting. If you're hiding your strength, you don't need to resort to such clumsy provocation. Just unleash it, and let's have a real fight. Let me see what gives you the confidence to talk like that."

He stared intently at Zhang Yangqing, trying to find evidence of his hidden strength from the subtle changes in his eyes, aura, and even muscles.

He suspected that Zhang Yangqing had used some kind of sophisticated concealment technique, and that his true strength might be more than just the Celestial Realm.

However, Zhang Yangqing looked completely at ease, even shaking his head somewhat innocently, his tone so sincere it was maddening: "I didn't hide my strength, really, I'm only at the Celestial Realm."

Yin Kui: "."

So all that brainstorming and calculation was for nothing, and you're just a greenhorn?

(End of this chapter)