I Only Stomp on Weaklings

What?

Everyone present was utterly shocked. Does this mean Senior Jin is already dead?

And who has been speaking all along?

"Not good!"

Suddenly, Zhou Weihua exclaimed, "That power is devouring the gang yuan inside me!"

"Me too, the gang yuan is unusable..."

"Damn it, we’ve been tricked..."

"Golden Jade Hall, we have no enmity with you, why would you entrap us?"

"..."

All kinds of exclamations and curses rang out.

Clearly, besides Chen Ming and Yu Haitang, everyone else was affected, sitting down to suppress the foreign power within, utterly incapable of fighting.

"So the trap was here."

Chen Ming felt a sense of relief, as though a second shoe had dropped.

It must be said, the mastermind behind this is indeed insidious, using the dissipated power of a Divine Treasure Realm expert after death as a trap.

This residual power of the Divine Treasure Realm expert also devours a martial artist’s gang yuan.

The unsuspecting could easily fall for it.

However, he couldn’t understand why Golden Jade Hall would scheme like this. None of those present belonged to the six major forces, even if they all died here, it wouldn’t harm the six major forces in the slightest.

Instead, it gave the six major forces a reason to destroy Golden Jade Hall and then divide its spoils.

What is the meaning of doing this?

After a moment, a voice rang out, "No wonder you are the direct descendant of the Yu Family, you know so much."

This time, the person no longer disguised his voice; it was that of a young man.

With a splash, a black figure flew out from the pool, landing on the shore. The man had star-like eyes and sword-like eyebrows, truly a handsome youth. Except for those eyes, which carried a hint of crimson.

Chen Ming instantly understood and said in a grave tone, "Blood Demon Technique? Who are you really?"

The young man gave him a somewhat surprised glance and smiled, "Miss Yu has great discernment, recognizing at once that I possess the Blood Demon Technique."

"Allow me to introduce myself, I am Jin Yu, his only direct grandson. This setup is entirely my design, with the purpose naturally being to refine you into Human Pills, serving as nourishment for my cultivation. How could you be so greedy, coveting my grandfather’s legacy and wanting to swallow Golden Jade Hall? Truly dreaming."

At this, Zhou Weihua and the others turned ghastly pale; being refined into Human Pills by the Blood Demon Sect is the most terrifying way to die.

"Miss Yu, Miss Yuan, it’s all up to you now."

"You must save us. Once we’re out of here, I will offer great rewards..."

"..."

Yu Haitang ignored these people and said lightly, "Refining these people into Human Pills to break through is just the first step, right? I guess you also plan to refine your grandfather’s corpse to break through to the Divine Treasure Realm."

Clap, clap, clap...

Jin Yu applauded, full of praise, "The one who understands me is Miss Yu indeed."

At this, he seemed slightly moved, his smile growing wider, "I’m waiting for someone, but I wonder what the two ladies are waiting for?"

Just then, the sound of something breaking through the air was heard, and three figures swiftly flew from the passage.

Each of the three had eyes tinged with crimson, clearly members of the Blood Demon Sect.

When Chen Ming saw one of them, he almost lost his composure. Why is he everywhere?

Amongst the three was his old friend, Deng Ziyang. At the moment, his demeanor was starkly different; he appeared to have broken through to Third Grade.

However, he was still following the two other black-clad individuals, seemingly still playing the role of a subordinate.

Despite carrying the Blood Demon Orb, he wasn’t as ruthless as the other Blood Demon Sect disciples, so his cultivation naturally lagged behind.

Seeing this old friend safe relieved Chen Ming greatly.

To be honest, he was quite worried that, during the Fire Element Space event, Deng Ziyang would be killed by members of those forces.

The leading black-clad person’s eyes brightened upon seeing the two women before him, "Such beautiful women, truly seasons of prosperity. These two, leave them to me."

As he spoke, a terrifying aura erupted from him.

"A First Grade!"

Tian Qidong was filled with despair. He was exceptionally talented, representing the future hope of the Tian Family, aiming to reach First Grade within ten years, and hoped to step into the Divine Treasure Realm. He didn’t want to die, let alone be refined into a Human Pill.

"Jin Yu, may you die a horrible death!"

"I don’t want to die..."

"..."

Facing death, these young martial Dao geniuses were filled with reluctance, despair, hatred...

"Noisy!"

Yu Haitang coldly snorted, preparing to make a move.

"Miss Yu, hold on."

Suddenly, the black-clad woman next to her spoke, "Leave this one to me, you stand guard for now."

Oh?

Yu Haitang was intrigued, eager to see what astonishing methods she might have, with confidence to contend against a First Grade expert, so she said, "Alright."

Then she stepped aside, her gaze sweeping towards the other three. She paused longer when looking at Deng Ziyang.

...

The black-clad man was also intrigued, "Miss is truly confident. I am curious to see what methods you possess, confident enough to duel with me?"

"A mere First Grade dares to act so arrogantly and calls himself ’this seat’?"

Chen Ming found it somewhat amusing. If he remembered correctly, the Blood Demon Sect had already produced a Divine Treasure Realm expert. Then, he said to Jin Yu, "Weren’t you asking what I was waiting for earlier? Look—"

He extended his hand, and the sword embedded in the pool trembled, transformed into a stream of light, and flew into his hand.

The smile on Jin Yu’s face froze, his pupils contracted, "This—how...is it possible?"

That was his grandfather’s sword, the Unparalleled Divine Weapon "Taiyue Sword."

The Divine Weapon had a spirit. After his grandfather’s death, this sword would not acknowledge him as its master, especially after he cultivated the "Blood Demon Technique." It dared not even approach him, or the "Taiyue Sword" would issue a warning.

He originally planned to devour his grandfather’s entire cultivation, breakthrough to the Divine Treasure Realm, and then tame this Divine Weapon.

Who would have thought that now the "Taiyue Sword" would choose its master on its own, shocking him greatly?

Not only him, but the man in black also seemed surprised, and the relaxed expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a hint of gravity.

"Oh?"

Yu Haitang was equally astonished, utterly unexpected that she had such a means, capable of making a Divine Weapon choose its master autonomously, truly extraordinary.

Could it be that the cultivation technique she practiced was extremely compatible with the "Taiyue Sword"?

Logically, an Unparalleled Divine Weapon would rarely choose a martial artist below the Divine Treasure Realm because, below that realm, it could not exert its full power.

In the face of real danger, it would even deplete the essence of the Divine Weapon.

Only when encountered with a special physique and a cultivation of homologous techniques would it possibly choose its master on its own.

Yu Haitang found this woman increasingly mysterious.

...

Just now, while they were chatting, Chen Ming secretly used the ninth layer of the "Artifact Control Technique" to communicate with the Divine Weapon in the pool across the gap.

In the end, the primordial spirit of the Divine Weapon could not resist the temptation of the ninth layer of the "Artifact Nurturing Technique" and voluntarily surrendered to him.

A Divine Weapon can only exert its greatest power in its master’s hand.

The primordial spirit, sensing that this person could benefit it greatly, although its intelligence could not yet discern what exactly attracted it to this person, still made a choice.

Compared to the loathsome bloodline power of its former master, it would naturally prefer someone who felt more congenial.

Chen Ming slowly drew out the sword, feeling the immense and weighty power within the sword spirit, his heart filled with joy.

Finally in hand!

Engraved on the ornate scabbard in ancient seal script were the words "Taiyue," which should be the sword’s name.

Truly domineering, the Taiyue Sword.

He said spiritedly, "Today, let us test the sharpness of the Taiyue Sword on you."

"Arrogant."

The man in black sneered, "Do you think that by wielding an Unparalleled Divine Weapon as a Second Grade, you can match ’this seat’? You underestimate—"

Slice!

Before he could finish, the black-clad woman suddenly vanished from her original spot.

No good!

He only felt a flash of sword light before his eyes, less than a foot away from his head, seemingly appearing out of thin air.

That terrifying sharpness instantly severed his Protective Gang Qi.

What kind of Body Technique is this?

The man in black was overwhelmingly shocked, his Gang Yuan within erupting abruptly.

Everyone present felt an overpowering force sweeping over them, their expressions radically changing as they hurriedly retreated.

The young geniuses immobilized by the pool could only withstand the blow, all vomiting blood on the spot.

These people couldn’t help but curse inwardly; weren’t First Grade experts supposed to have perfect control over their Gang Yuan, never wasting any force? How could there still be such astonishing aftershocks in battle?

...

"This Body Technique—"

Yu Haitang’s gaze turned solemn; this woman’s Body Technique was truly dreadful. Combined with an Unparalleled Divine Weapon that could easily break through Protective Essence, she forced the Blood Demon Sect’s First Grade to respond with indiscriminate attacks using just one sword stroke.

If the man in black reacted a second slower, he might have already died on the spot.

Such a Body Technique, not to mention seeing it, was utterly unheard of.

However, there was something familiar about this Body Technique...

Swish!

Once again, the black-clad woman flickered and reappeared behind the black-clad First Grade, slashing down with her sword.

This time, the First Grade from the Blood Demon Sect was prepared, not as embarrassed as before, raising a palm to attack, a stream of Gang Yuan shooting out, smashing the ceiling above the cave and causing many rocks to fall down.

That palm attack naturally hit nothing.

The black-clad woman had already appeared on the other side, launching another sword thrust.

The crowd watching witnessed an utterly ludicrous scene; a Second Grade oppressing a First Grade expert, who was almost powerless to retaliate, could only passively defend.

Even those heavily injured Third Grades were dumbfounded.

If they hadn’t seen it for themselves, they wouldn’t believe it to be true.

A Second Grade battling a First Grade, and holding an absolute advantage.

Even with the Second Grade wielding an Unparalleled Divine Weapon, it was exceedingly unbelievable.

The other three members from the Blood Demon Sect were as though in a dream.

Jin Yu, Deng Ziyang, and the unnamed Second Grade, all were in a daze, unable to believe their eyes.

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