"Young Master … I …"
Zuoyan Xiaoyu looked at Yi Yun, her eyes filled with tears and grievance. This was the first day she was serving Yi Yun, but she had committed a mistake. Furthermore, it was in such a setting.
"It's fine."
Yi Yun stood up and helped Zuoyan Xiaoyu up. He looked at a girl dressed like a maidservant not far away. He knew very well that it was this maidservant who had tripped Zuoyan Xiaoyu. It seemed unintentional, but the tripping had caused Zuoyan Xiaoyu to lose her balance. Following that, someone had taken action and altered the spatial dimension laws, causing Zuoyan Xiaoyu to fall.
Upon sensing Yi Yun's gaze, the maidservant felt a little guilty. However, when she saw her master, she felt more confident. She explained, "I didn't do it on purpose. She walked over and happened to bump into my leg."
Yi Yun's gaze drifted to the back of the maidservant and he saw a lanky youth.
The youth held a cup of alcohol and squinted his eyes. He looked listless, but Yi Yun knew that he was the person who had made Zuoyan Xiaoyu lose her balance.
Yi Yun took another look at the stewards in the room. They looked unperturbed, as though they had not noticed what had just happened.
Yi Yun sneered inwardly. There were plenty of people who acted high and mighty as though it had nothing to do with them. To these wily old foxes, personal disciples were not to be trifled with. The wisest course of action was to feign ignorance.
Upon sensing Yi Yun's gaze, the lanky youth looked up to meet Yi Yun's gaze. His eyes had a hint of mockery.
"Do you have a grudge against me?"
Yi Yun asked. The lanky youth sneered and did not answer Yi Yun, as though he thought it beneath him to speak to him.
At that moment, a hearty laughter sounded from outside the door. "Hahaha, isn't this Junior Brother Yi? How are you? Are you used to living in the Myriad God Ridge?"
Yi Yun turned around and saw four personal disciples appear by the door. They were the three men and one woman who had been in charge of the entrance test.
And the person who had spoken was none other than the thick-browed youth, Song Bowen.
"It wasn't easy presiding over the test all the way until sunset. I finally made it in time for this banquet." Song Bowen stretched his arms, looking exhausted.
Behind him, Ji and Junior Sister Jin did not say a word. All they did was give Yi Yun a glance. They had seen the battle from before.
The four of them took their seats. The man surnamed Ji sat with the last disciple, Junior Sister Jing sat beside a young girl, and the remaining disciple, Song Bowen, sat beside the listless, lanky youth.
As Song Bowen sat down, the tall and thin young man's maidservant took the initiative to bring Song Bowen some food.
Upon seeing this scene, Yi Yun understood that Song Bowen and the lanky youth were clearly on good terms. What happened today had probably been discussed beforehand.
"Junior Brother Yi, it seems like you've caused a lot of people to be unhappy with you staying in the Sunken Moon Tower."
Beside Yi Yun, Zhou Bingfeng was hugging a delicate beauty as he sent a voice transmission with a smile.
"How so?" Yi Yun casually asked. He did not seem anxious at all, as if the spilled food had nothing to do with him.
"Junior Brother Yi, you might not know this, but the residences of personal disciples are divided into different levels. Sunken Moon Tower is one of the better ones. You're the Sect Master's disciple and you're staying in the Sunken Moon Tower. It's only natural that someone would target you. "
Oh?
Yi Yun did not know that Sunken Moon Tower was so popular. It was only normal. In the minds of these people, he had relied on his' wisdom root 'to stir the Ascending Dragon Cauldron and had obtained the spot as a personal disciple through dogshit luck. He had not relied on his true ability, so how could they be convinced?
Furthermore, Song Bowen had a conflict with him during the assessment. Everything that had happened today was easy to understand.
Only then did Song Bowen feign astonishment as he looked at the spilled food on the ground. "Eh? What's going on? "
The lanky youth beside him raised his eyelids and said languidly, "It's nothing. A maidservant was too clumsy and spilled the food."
"Which maidservant is that? She wouldn't be able to pay for such precious food even if her limbs were chopped off! Such a servant that's as dumb as a pig would have long been sent home by me. She can't even deliver a meal properly, so what's the point of practicing martial arts? What a joke! "
Song Bowen said sarcastically. Zuoyan Xiaoyu was a young lady, so she had never heard such nasty mockery. She froze in place as her face flushed red. Tears streamed down her cheeks, but she could not say a word.
"Xiaoyu, come back here," said Yi Yun.
He knew very well that Song Bowen's words were meant for him to hear. It was an indirect scolding.
"Young Master, I … I …"
Zuoyan Xiaoyu sobbed as she felt aggrieved. Before she could say a word, she was pulled to a seat by Yi Yun.
"Just sit down," said Yi Yun. Although he had only gotten to know Zuoyan Xiaoyu today, Yi Yun felt that it was not easy for a girl like her who had worked hard to climb the martial path despite her ordinary background. In addition, she was being insulted because of him, so Yi Yun naturally would not sit idly by and watch her be bullied.
"Oh? So it's because Junior Brother Yi's maidservant spilled the food. Look at me. I couldn't stop myself from speaking too quickly. Sorry! However, these dishes were all personally cooked by Martial Uncle Lan Qin. The seventeen dishes were originally a set. If one were to eat less, the effect would be greatly reduced! Why don't you get that clumsy maidservant to help you clean up the food on the ground? The ground is so clean and the food isn't dirty. Besides, it's fine even if it's a little dirty, right!? "
When Song Bowen said that, the personal disciples beside him roared with laughter. They were on good terms with Song Bowen, so they naturally stood on his side.
"Junior Brother Song, what are you saying? Spilling food on the ground and then picking it up to eat? Isn't that pig swill? How can Junior Brother Yi eat pig swill? "
"That's right. Junior Brother Song's words are too inappropriate."
"All of you are right." Yi Yun did not flare up against the mockery of so many people. Instead, he nodded calmly. "It's true that humans should not eat pig swill."
Yi Yun's words came out of the blue, making it difficult for others to understand him. At that moment, Yi Yun suddenly raised his hand as a dazzling black beam shot out from his palm!
Whew —!
The black beam was as fast as lightning, and in a blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Song Bowen!
Song Bowen was alarmed. He never expected Yi Yun to suddenly attack. Such a terrifying attack speed left him no time to react!
He retreated rapidly, and at that moment, the black beam emitted a cold killing intent. It was as though the surrounding space was collapsing as it came crashing down on him like a mountain!
"Ha!"
Song Bowen roared angrily as he pushed his palms forward, forming a wall of light.
At the same time, the lanky youth not far from Song Bowen also attacked. Song Bowen was his junior brother, so how could he sit back and watch?
In just a thousandth of an instant, the lanky youth took out a scimitar from his interspatial ring and slashed down!
Peng!
With a loud explosion, the black beam struck Song Bowen's wall of light. Countless black flames appeared as the wall of light was burned through!
The flames did not lose their momentum as they burned along Song Bowen's Yuan Qi all the way to Song Bowen's arms!
What sort of fire was this!?
Song Bowen's face was ashen. He had never seen such flames before, so it was impossible for him to recognize the Heretical God Fire Seed.
The flames burned and devoured everything. Song Bowen felt the Yuan Qi storm around him howl, and with the pressure from the tearing space, his dantian felt like it was about to explode. Even his heart could not beat.
"Peng!"
The distorted flames struck Song Bowen's chest and penetrated his flesh, burning his meridians!
Song Bowen grunted as he spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was sent flying!
And at that moment, the expert youth's scimitar finally cleaved down. However, Song Bowen had already been sent flying with serious injuries. The strike missed, making the lanky youth's expression turn extremely ugly!
Was it spatial laws?
The lanky youth was extremely alarmed. He originally believed that he could save Song Bowen in time, but at the instant he struck out, time seemed to slow down. Furthermore, he never expected that Song Bowen would be beaten to such a state in a single exchange!
And at that moment, Song Bowen, who should have been sent flying, was forcefully stopped in midair by Yi Yun's point of his finger.
Following that, Yi Yun casually placed his raised hand back on the table. And with that action, Song Bowen was dragged back!
It was as though there was an invisible rope that connected Yi Yun's palm to Song Bowen's head. As Yi Yun lowered his palm, Song Bowen was thrown back to the center of the grand hall.
"Peng!"
Song Bowen fell face-first onto the ground. And coincidentally, Song Bowen had landed on a pile of food that had been spilled. His face and mouth were covered in food, and his body below his chest was nearly charred. He looked as wretched as one could imagine.
Only at that moment did Yi Yun slowly say, "I was just saying that what you said made sense. Humans should not eat pig's food. Why did you ignore everything and chew on it? And it looks like you're enjoying it?"
With Yi Yun's words, there was complete silence! Without a doubt, Yi Yun had already thought it through before he took action. He had crippled Song Bowen and dragged him onto the pile of food. It was all part of his plan.
From beginning to end, Song Bowen was like a tiny chick. He was unable to retaliate.
This was an unexpected outcome. Although Song Bowen had only been promoted to a personal disciple a few days ago, his strength was not to be doubted. If not, he would not have been favored by Elder Taiqing. But he was completely incomparable to Yi Yun.
Yi Yun had just entered the Myriad God Ridge, and he had entered by stirring the Ascending Dragon Cauldron. He was not a proper personal disciple, so how was he so strong?
Beside Yi Yun, Zhou Bingfeng could not help but clap. "Impressive! Impressive! I thought that Junior Brother Yi would suffer today, but I never expected him to be this strong. Is his cultivation level really only at the fourth-storey Dao Palace? "
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