I Tame Beasts by Feeding

"AAAAAH! My head is going to explode!"

Watching the three men, covered in blood and rolling on the ground, Yu Changsheng’s expression was utterly calm. His mocking gaze held not a shred of pity.

"Trying to stop me? You worthless nobodies are far from enough. I have no idea what you were thinking. Did you want to suck up to Huang Suyu without first considering if you even had the strength?"

"Otherwise, you wouldn’t even qualify to be his dogs!"

Yu Changsheng shook his head. With a look one might give a buffoon, he squatted down and spoke mockingly to the three men.

Hearing his words, the three men felt nothing but terror beyond their anger. The intense pain washed over them in waves, each stronger than the last, as if their heads were being torn apart by lightning. The sensation was so overwhelming they thought they were about to die.

And so, they could only clutch their heads, their faces twisted in agony, unable to utter a single word.

He slowly stood up. Yu Changsheng brushed off some non-existent dust from his clothes, glanced down at the three men struggling on the ground, and sent a kick flying their way.

The kick was powerful and heavy. With no ability to resist, the three men were sent tumbling down the steps. They rolled over and over, landing right at the thousandth step, in front of the crowd of disciples who had been waiting with folded arms for a good show.

Staring at the three blockers now lying before them, the crowd was dumbfounded. They looked at each other, especially those who had been insolently mocking Yu Changsheng. Their faces turned as ugly as if they were constipated. The taunts that were on the tips of their tongues could no longer be spoken.

"What... what happened? They were taken down in a single exchange?"

Looking at the twisted, ugly faces of the trio of blockers, the crowd gulped in unison. They raised their heads only to meet Yu Changsheng’s cold gaze. A collective shiver ran down their spines, and they didn’t dare to look him directly in the face.

From their perspective, it looked like Yu Changsheng hadn’t done anything at all. The three men had simply collapsed as if having a sudden seizure. It was baffling.

But things couldn’t be that simple. The only explanation was that Yu Changsheng had acted, and it had been an instant defeat.

Thinking about this outcome, the trash-talkers’ hearts trembled. They shrank back, feeling extremely guilty and scared.

"If you want to live, you’d better hurry down the mountain and get proper treatment. Otherwise, if you wait too long, whether you survive or not will be up to fate."

Withdrawing his gaze from the three blockers, Yu Changsheng spoke dispassionately. He couldn’t muster much interest. To him, dealing with this group was no different from crushing ants.

This wasn’t because the three had low Cultivation. In terms of strength, their Cultivation levels were quite decent: two at the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer and one at the Qi Refining Eighth Layer. Among all the Trial Disciples, this was considered upper-middle tier. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been able to persevere to the 1,100th step with enough energy left to deal with Yu Changsheng.

Unfortunately for them, they were at a disadvantage in this environment. On the 1,100th step, under such high pressure, every moment was a huge burden on a Cultivator’s physical body and Divine Soul.

The three were already under immense pressure when they attacked Yu Changsheng. Their Divine Souls, in particular, were constantly resisting the surrounding oppressive force, leaving them completely unguarded.

At that moment, with his own Divine Soul completely unaffected, Yu Changsheng had used a God Shocking Needle. He didn’t even need to use much force. The outcome was predictable.

It was the last straw that broke the camel’s back. The result was that the three of them were like overinflated balloons suddenly pricked by a needle. One little poke and—POP!—they burst.

This kind of pain was far worse than any physical injury. In any case, it was not something Yu Changsheng ever wanted to experience.

What was worse, as long as the three remained on the Celestial Ladder, they would have to constantly endure this high pressure on their bodies and Divine Souls. If they were in peak condition, this pressure could be considered tempering—something to be endured.

But in their current state, this was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire. Not only would their injuries not recover, but they would also worsen significantly.

If this continued, someone would actually die. Yu Changsheng could already feel that the trio’s Soul Light was beginning to dim, showing signs of dissipating.

Hearing Yu Changsheng’s words, the three men didn’t dare to delay. They knew their situation was grim. Gritting their teeth, they endured their discomfort, took a deep breath, and without daring to meet Yu Changsheng’s eyes, they all crushed their Jade Tubes.

The next moment, the light of teleportation enveloped the three of them, and they vanished.

Before they left, their voices echoed back: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Yu, for your mercy! We were bewitched and blind to your greatness. We will surely visit you another day to express our gratitude."

Yu Changsheng paid no mind to their words. Since they had provoked him, they naturally had to pay the price. He had indeed held back, but it was to teach them a harsh lesson.

After dealing with the three blockers, Yu Changsheng didn’t hurry away. Instead, he slowly turned around, looking down with cold mockery at the remaining crowd who had been waiting for a show.

"Was it a good show?"

His flat voice carried clearly into the ears of the crowd.

The crowd lowered their heads, not daring to say a word. For a moment, no one dared to look Yu Changsheng in the eye. The miserable state of the three was still fresh in their minds. No one was foolish enough to act tough and challenge Yu Changsheng now.

Moreover, the way those three had lost was too bizarre. They were defeated in an instant, and no one could even see what had happened. This level of strength was more than enough to fill them with terror.

’Why be so low-key when you’re this powerful?’

The crowd wailed inwardly. Those who had mocked Yu Changsheng, in particular, began to pray silently in their hearts.

After a long moment, Yu Changsheng retracted his oppressive gaze. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly, in what could have been a smile or a sneer.

"Frogs in a well. Just because you’re incapable, don’t assume everyone else is the same. Little do you know, you yourselves are the real buffoons."

The remaining disciples’ faces flushed red with shame, but still, no one dared to retort.

With that, Yu Changsheng slowly shook his head. His gaze casually swept over the two in the crowd who had been the loudest earlier. Then, paying them no more mind, he continued up the steps, his pace as steady as ever.

"Urgh?!"

Once Yu Changsheng was a good distance away, the disciples on the steps collectively sighed in relief. Watching his retreating back, their eyes now held a trace of awe.

But the two Cultivators who had been glanced at by Yu Changsheng suddenly rolled their eyes back into their heads and collapsed onto the steps, foaming at the mouth, their auras growing weak.

From the looks of it, they too would have to go down the mountain to recover, bidding a complete farewell to this Inner Sect trial. And this was the result of a mere casual glance from Yu Changsheng.

And so, two more flashes of light from a Teleportation Array appeared. These five now held the distinction of being the first to be eliminated from this trial.