Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Han Qingfeng looked around, but there was no one in sight. "Brother Tianyou, are you overthinking this? Yuntian Academy is just a third-rate academy with a bunch of lousy students. The dean is at most a Nascent Soul cultivator. Why make such a fuss?"

Before Jiang Tianyou could speak, a young man in a luxurious robe beside him, waving a paper fan, said, "Since he dares to come, we dare to let him know what the consequences are for threatening the Jiang family!"

This is a member of the same generation as Jiang Yuetian. According to seniority, he should be Jiang Yuetian's fourth brother. His cultivation level is also quite high, having reached the entry level of the Transformation God stage.

"Hai Xun, stay behind your father and keep a close watch."

Jiang Tianyou looked at Jiang Haixun with a calm expression. He originally did not want his son to come, but Jiang Haixun insisted on coming, saying that he wanted to see what that arrogant person looked like. Helpless, he brought him along.

After all, he wasn't sure if the other party had any evil magic, and if it affected Jiang Haixun, it would be a loss.

Jiang Haixun gave a cold laugh and waved his folding fan. "Father, there's no need for that. Why would the Jiang family fear an unknown cultivator who only knows how to put on airs?"

Han Qingfeng, who was standing to the side, laughed out loud, "Nephew, don't say that. Maybe that person just wanted to scare us with the Martial Emperor's Halberd. Whether we dare to come or not is another matter!"

“That’s true.” Jiang Haixun smiled nonchalantly. “If I were that person, just a glance from afar and seeing the imposing presence of the Jiang family would probably scare me into not daring to approach.”

"Oh dear~ Second Brother actually believed so firmly in this so-called Martial Emperor's Halberd. Now that I think about it, it's really absurd and laughable."

Jiang Tianyou's expression turned slightly cold. Recalling Jiang Yuetian's warning yesterday about "preparing for the aftermath," he said in a deep voice, "Yuetian is probably just bluffing for his teacher."

Yes, they are one of the six extremes of the Extreme Heaven Domain, a hegemonic force that ranks among the top in all three Heaven Domains.

And what about the other side?

They had already investigated the background of Yuntian Academy. Not to mention the sects that were allied with it, very few people even knew anything about Yuntian Academy.

Without any powerful backing, what kind of waves could the dean of Yuntian Academy possibly stir up?

While pondering, a strange change suddenly appeared in Jiang Tianyou's vision.

"Ok?"

The clear blue sky, without a single cloud... seemed to be draped with a thick curtain, as dark clouds slowly crept in from afar, relentlessly devouring the azure sky above.

Dark clouds obscured the sun.

The wind suddenly became wild for some reason, making Jiang Tianyou feel uneasy.

"Look, there seems to be someone over there!"

Suddenly someone shouted something.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were drawn to that direction.

It was a snow-white figure, thin and frail, dressed in a clean white shirt, walking on the vast plain, with a head of black hair dancing lightly in the wind, and his steps were as slow as if he were taking a stroll.

Above his head, countless dark clouds rose and fell, as if he were the master of endless darkness. With each step he took, the dark clouds advanced a little, and with each stomp of his foot, the darkness advanced a little.

Yunping.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy, nor any imposing or domineering aura.

Just like an ordinary person walking on a plain.

he came.

He came as the dean of Yuntian Academy.

The wind could blow his long, black hair and his pure white robe, but it couldn't move his expressionless face.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and everyone stared at the figure in white until he arrived in front of the Jiang and Han families.

Dark clouds obscured the sky, and darkness covered the heavens.

Jiang Tianyou suppressed the tremor in his heart and stared at the man in front of him. "Who are you?"

Yun Ping raised his head, his deep eyes reflecting a dark light. "Yun Ping, Dean of Yuntian Academy."

These words caused an uproar in the audience!

Is this utterly unremarkable person really the dean of Yuntian Academy?!

No one connected the change in weather with the ordinary mortal before them. What they saw was an ordinary person without any spiritual energy, a useless person without even a spiritual root, standing in front of them.

"Is this the person who wielded the Martial Emperor's Heavenly Halberd?" Jiang Haixun looked at Yun Ping with interest. "He doesn't seem particularly special, but he has no spiritual energy in his body. He must have used some kind of magical artifact to conceal his cultivation."

After speaking, he took another arrogant step forward and asked loudly, "So, have you come to my Jiang family to fulfill the three-day agreement with Emperor Wu of the Heavenly Halberd?"

These words were spoken with particular force and were filled with sarcasm.

In his view, coming to the Jiang family alone and threatening to annihilate them was a completely presumptuous act, and even treating it as a joke seemed too fake.

As soon as Jiang Haixun said this, not only the Jiang family, but even the Han family who had come here laughed.

Concealing one's cultivation level?

Don't even mention that you are a Void Realm cultivator. Even if you are a Saint, the Jiang family head is a Saint, and the Han family head is a Saint. If a fight really breaks out, they can still pin Yun Ping to the ground and beat him up!

They were fearless; Yunping's appearance was just a source of amusement for them.

Yun Ping glanced at Jiang Haixun indifferently and said coldly.

"So what?"

"Ha!" Jiang Haixun paused for a second, then burst into laughter, "So, you really want to wipe out the Jiang family?"

"Yes, so what?"

Yunping's reply was not repeated, and even his tone remained unchanged.

These words, when they reached the ears of Han Qingfeng, the third elder of the Han family, immediately became a shocking joke.

He stepped forward, patted Yunping on the shoulder, and said, "Hey buddy, get your facts straight and don't push yourself to the brink."

Yunping ignored him.

Instead, he stared at Jiang Tianyou, then raised his head slightly and glanced at the boundless Jiang family territory.

“I gave you three days to let the innocent people leave, and it seems you did not do so.”

Ignored, Han Qingfeng frowned. He stared at Yun Ping, his tone gradually becoming unfriendly, "Your Excellency, don't be so stubborn as to refuse a toast only to suffer a forfeit."

Yunping still didn't answer him, but instead took a step forward and stared at Jiang Tianyou.

"Because of you, those innocent people who should have lived will now be buried with you."

"Are you really going to attack us?"

Jiang Tianyou did not answer, but instead asked a question.

Yun Ping stared silently at Jiang Tianyou, his eyes filled with endless coldness. In an instant, Jiang Tianyou felt as if he had been sucked into a merciless, cold abyss, and a bone-chilling coldness surged into his heart.

At this moment, Yun Ping was surrounded by people from the Jiang and Han families, with two Nascent Soul stage experts, Jiang Tianyou and Han Qingfeng, also present. Seeing Yun Ping remain silent, Jiang Haixun assumed that Yun Ping would not dare to attack him, and immediately said sarcastically—

"Father, don't ask anymore. This guy is just a good-for-nothing who only knows how to bluff. Even if I gave him five hundred lives, he wouldn't dare to lay a finger on me!"

The words fell.

The young man in white silently turned his head, a cold killing intent creeping onto his otherwise indifferent face.

"Is that so?"

The next moment, Yunping disappeared.

They truly vanished, right under our noses, turning into air and dust, their whereabouts completely unknown.

"Today I'll show you that there's nothing in this world that I, Yun Tian, ​​wouldn't dare to do!"

A furious voice, completely different from before, came from above. Jiang Haixun was stunned. He saw a white figure suddenly appear in front of him.

A hand swiftly grabbed Jiang Haixun's head and shoved him, body and soul, into the ground!

Rumbling--

A loud explosion rang out, followed by a burst of lightning!

Jiang Haixun lay in a pool of blood, the intense pain making him realize that death was approaching. He began to wail desperately, his previous arrogant demeanor completely gone.

"Help me! Dad! Help me!"

Yun Ping quickly raised his foot and stared coldly at Jiang Haixun.

"Today, even if it were the King of Heaven himself, let alone your father, he couldn't save your life!"

Boom!

With one stomp, Jiang Haixun's flesh and blood flew everywhere, and he was crushed to pieces before he could even let out a wail!

Too fast, too sudden, too terrifying!

Before Jiang Tianyou could even react, his beloved son had been killed, utterly and completely, leaving not even a trace behind!

"You beast!"

Enraged, Jiang Tianyou unleashed his own magical artifact, concentrating the pressure of a peak Nascent Soul stage cultivator at a single point, and suddenly slammed it towards Yun Ping.

However, this immense pressure could not shake Yun Ping in the slightest. It was annihilated into nothingness the moment it hit Yun Ping's body!

"Prepare to die!"

Undeterred, Jiang Tianyou unleashed a fierce purple flame, slashing forward with all his might, aiming to cleave Yun Ping in two with a single strike.

"You think you can kill me?"

Yun Ping's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he turned around and slapped Jiang Tianyou across the face, completely wiping away the purple flames, the overwhelming pressure, and the vast spiritual energy surrounding him!

"You clown, is that all you've got? You dare to show off in front of me?!"

Yunping slapped Jiang Tianyou again, completely extinguishing the anger that had just ignited within him. This slap broke several of Jiang Tianyou's spines, leaving his face a bloody mess, his features distorted beyond recognition.

Before he could kneel down, Yun Ping stepped forward again and kicked him in the chest. The terrifying force shattered all of Jiang Tianyou's meridians, causing blood to flow from his seven orifices and filling his entire body with blood.

"Jump! Jump again! Kneel down and wait to die!"

He slammed his palm into Jiang Tianyou's forehead, and with a thud, the muscular figure fell to the ground. The violent impact shattered Jiang Tianyou's kneecaps, leaving his legs a bloody mess as he knelt before Yun Ping.

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I don't know why, but I feel uneasy if I don't write this chapter.

Maybe I also think my incomplete writing was too awful.

Late-night perk!

164. Two Saints