CHAPTER 175: 174. ONE STICK! (1/4)

As the crowd ran, the residents of Clearwater Street, who had been clearing the ruins, took off too. However, unlike Yang Lele and his group, they didn’t dare stop a hundred meters away, and only halted after they had run out of Clearwater Street.

Looking back at Yunlan Mountain, everyone had the look of someone who had narrowly escaped death.

Clearly, they had not experienced a life-and-death moment, yet they still felt as if death had slipped through their fingers like water.

Seeing the members of the Immortal Sect stopping, Murong Chi halted as well. He didn’t care about the others pausing there, but since Yang Xi had stopped, he had to take her away.

Murong Chi hurriedly reached out, grabbed Yang Xi’s slender wrist, and gently tugged, pulling her forward two steps. However, he didn’t dare use too much force, just gently pulling her while warning, "Young miss, those are seven Profound Realm fighters. The battle could affect a thousand meters around. Staying here is no different from seeking death. Retreat with me a bit further back."

"Senior Murong, could you please stop bothering me?" Yang Xi twisted her body along with her elbow, impatiently shaking off Murong Chi’s hand.

Yang Lele hurriedly pulled Yang Xi to his side, using his body to shield her. Although he wanted to curse Murong Chi out, remembering that Murong Chi was in the Profound Realm, he relented and said calmly, "Senior Murong, you’re overreacting. It’s just seven Profound Realm fighters."

Saying this, Yang Lele pushed Yang Xi towards Zhao Qing, standing in Murong Chi’s way.

Looking at Yang Lele’s nonchalant expression and casual words, Murong Chi inwardly chuckled, thinking: Truly, the newborn calf is unafraid of the tiger.

"Just seven Profound Realm fighters?" Murong Chi repeated Yang Lele’s words, confident that this must be the most underestimated the Profound Realm had ever been treated.

A single Profound Realm fighter was already a dominator in East Lake. Seven Profound Realm fighters were undoubtedly like a great mountain; any average two-star power would flee at the sight. Only his Murong Family, with a Middle Profound Realm overseer, dared to claim they weren’t afraid of seven Profound Realms.

Yet these words came from someone in the Body Refining Realm.

It’s rather comical!

Just as Murong Chi was about to forcibly take Yang Xi, two angry shouts suddenly came from the mountainside of Yunlan Mountain, followed closely by the abrupt arrival of two Profound Realm auras.

"Sect Leader, we’re here to assist!"

Qin Shan and Yu Mo arrived in unison.

Bam!

The sound of a vibrating vein resonated.

As Qin Shan and Yu Mo approached, Wen Ping said, "Guard the surroundings, don’t let a single one escape."

Qin Shan nodded in understanding.

Seeing this, Ye San’s lips curled into a bright smile. Using lip language, he informed his subordinates, "It seems today’s plans need a revision. Twelve, Thirteen, you two go face those two Profound Realms. The rest, follow me to guard against Murong Chi getting involved. Fifteen, go take Wen Ping’s head for me!"

"Yes!"

The seven nodded simultaneously.

Ye San’s manner of addressing his subordinates made Murong Chi’s expression change. He had held some doubts, but seeing the two heading towards the Immortal Sect’s Profound Realms draw their sabers, he knew who these people were.

Numeric code names!

The weapon was the Yellow Springs Blood-Drinking Saber!

It’s the gang of lunatics from Green Fall Yellow Springs who kill for money!

Realizing this, he immediately stood in front of Yang Xi. He definitely would not intervene, even if Wen Ping used Yang Xi as leverage. Green Fall Yellow Springs are madmen, and he didn’t want to provoke them.

Meanwhile, Ye Shiwue was already charging at Wen Ping.

In his hand, the dark red Yellow Springs Demon-Drinking Saber, accompanied by the sound of a vibrating vein, his body shot out!

"Kid, give up your life!"

After Ye Shiwue’s low shout, Wen Ping slowly drew out a black fire rod from his waist. Holding it with both hands, he moved it back and forth, trying to find the most comfortable grip, looking ready to face Ye Shiwue.

Seeing this, Yang Lele and the others immediately laughed and said, "The Sect Leader is actually taking action today."

Huai Ye suddenly pointed at the item in Wen Ping’s hand, quickly turning to ask the person beside him, "Hey, what is that?"

"Fire rod!"

"The fire rod made by the Sect Leader."

"What’s the Sect Leader doing, fighting with a fire rod against a saber?"

The group chattered on, as if watching a show.

Seeing this, Murong Chi smiled helplessly.

How did the Immortal Sect become more and more comedic?

The disciples didn’t flee but watched the fight a hundred meters away. The Sect Leader was even more ridiculous, facing a Profound Realm with his homemade fire rod? Wasn’t the Yellow Springs Blood-Drinking Saber famous in this corner?

Meanwhile, another battle was starting on the other side.

Yu Mo slashed out a dozen white sword auras, clearing a swath of dust, and swiftly chopped towards Ye Shier, moving like lightning. He also followed up, his sword light swirling, his hand never resting.

Qin Shan naturally didn’t hold back, launching a punch that caused explosions, stirring a fierce wind of vein qi that swept towards one of the Profound Realms.

It didn’t stop there. In the next blink, Qin Shan threw over ten more punches, each using his full ten-fold strength of the Lower Profound Realm.

The four immediately clashed together!

Just then, a silhouette suddenly flew past them like a black shadow, quickly skimming by.

Bam!

The shadow flew a hundred meters, landing on the street of Clearwater Street, lying motionless.

Clang!

The sound of the Yellow Springs Blood-Drinking Saber hitting the ground was heard.

Seeing this, Yang Lele shouted excitedly, pointing to the fire rod in Wen Ping’s hand.

"Fire rod! Fire rod!"

Seeing this, Murong Chi quickly rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Confirming that it was the Profound Realm from Green Fall Yellow Springs who had been struck with a single blow, he heard Yang Lele and others around him cheering excitedly.

Yang Xi exclaimed in surprise, "This... a single rod blow knocked away a Profound Realm! The Sect Leader is this strong!"

Huan Shan exchanged glances with the others and then said, "Didn’t the Sect Leader say the fire rod was self-made?"

Huai Ye suddenly realized, "The Sect Leader must have fooled us. This fire rod must be the one from the Immortal Slayer!"

"Fire rod is mighty!"

"Fire rod is amazing!"

...

With the cheers, Ye San quickly rushed to a hundred meters away, checked Ye Shiwue’s pulse, and his face turned pale.

"Fifteen is dead."

With these words, the members of Green Fall Yellow Springs immediately looked at Wen Ping in astonishment, but mostly at the "fire rod" in Wen Ping’s hand. Hearing the cheering around them, Ye San immediately said, "Be careful, the rod in that kid’s hands is a very powerful Exotic Treasure."

The person beside him frowned and asked, "What should we do then?"

Drawing on decades of experience, Ye San immediately thought of a solution and used lip language to tell the people beside him, "That kid hasn’t opened the Meridian Gate, he should not be a Profound Realm. Don’t engage him closely, and that rod won’t hurt us. Maintain a distance and use the Vein Technique to obliterate his body!"