Myriad Daos of the Heaven

’Young Master Zhang?’

Jiang Jichen picked up on the intriguing implications.

Generally speaking, the only person in a sect who could be called Young Sect Master was the Sect Leader’s son.

No one else could be called Young Sect Master, not even those qualified to contend for the Sect Leader’s position.

But now, the Seven Profound Sect had an additional "Young Master Zhang"!

Jiang Jichen wasn’t angered by the mockery in the slightest. He gave a faint smile and said, "He truly is the Young Sect Master of the Seven Profound Sect. If you don’t believe me, you can go ahead and announce us to someone with authority here."

However, upon hearing Jiang Jichen’s words, the skinny, middle-aged man grew displeased, his face instantly darkening.

’What did he mean by that?’

’Telling me to pass on a message and call for someone in charge!’

’So, in his eyes, I’m just a nobody with no authority?’

’Damn it! How dare he look down on me!’

The skinny man’s name was Qian Tong, and he was just a steward in the Outer Sect.

But he had a powerful backer in the Inner Sect, so in the Outer Sect of the Seven Profound Sect, he could practically do as he pleased.

Was there anything in the Outer Sect that he didn’t have the final say on?

And yet this brat dared to say he had no authority.

But considering the kid even dared to impersonate the Young Sect Master of the Seven Profound Sect, such arrogance wasn’t surprising.

But... he was just digging his own grave!

Qian Tong sneered at Jiang Jichen. "So, you’re saying I have no authority here?"

Jiang Jichen replied calmly, "When it comes to the Young Sect Master, you indeed have no authority whatsoever!"

This time, Qian Tong was truly enraged. He let out a cold laugh. "Hah... you still dare to mention the Young Sect Master. Excellent! Men! Kill the big one and capture the small one. Take him to Young Master Zhang! By apprehending an imposter, I’ll have performed a great service. Young Master Zhang will surely give me a handsome reward!"

"Lord Steward, you are truly brilliant! This kid is courting death, daring to say you have no authority. How ignorant!"

"Truly ignorant. Here in the Outer Sect, is there anything Lord Steward Qian doesn’t have the final say on?"

"Enough talk. Let’s dispose of these two pieces of trash!"

"He’s just some trash at the Grandmaster Realm. We can kill him with a casual slap."

The few Foundation Establishment Cultivators behind Qian Tong chimed in, fawning over him while disdainfully mocking Jiang Jichen.

Qian Tong swelled with pride as his subordinates flattered him.

After all, he was usually the one flattering others, like Young Master Zhang or the sect Elders...

He was like a dog, only able to regain a shred of his dignity in front of his own underlings.

Therefore, for his trusted men, their cultivation wasn’t what mattered most; the ones he favored were those who knew how to flatter him.

Of course, those who were good at flattery and also had high cultivation were, naturally, the underlings he had with him now.

He took them with him wherever he went in the Outer Sect.

At that moment, two Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivators walked toward Jiang Jichen and Zuo Feng.

One intended to kill Jiang Jichen with a single palm strike, while the other moved to capture Zuo Feng.

This was the territory of their Seven Profound Sect; there were no restrictions on killing here!

The one reaching for Zuo Feng actually had an offensive Spiritual Pattern forming on his hand.

While the offensive Spiritual Pattern wouldn’t kill Zuo Feng, it would absolutely destroy his Qi Sea Spiritual Vein, completely severing his path of cultivation.

As for the other man attacking Jiang Jichen, true to his word, he struck out with a casual flip of his hand, intending to kill him with a single palm strike.

Any other cultivator at the Grandmaster Realm truly would have been killed by the single palm strike from this Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivator.

But Jiang Jichen... was not!

Jiang Jichen, however, felt a little frustrated. He felt that he and Yunshui City were simply at odds with each other.

First, he was stopped from entering an inn and nearly "disposed of"!

Now, he was being stopped from entering the Seven Profound Sect and was about to be killed by a palm strike!

Well, frustration was frustration; he still had to face the matter at hand.

"Kid, I’ll let you die knowing who killed you. On the Yellow Springs Road, you can tell the Ghost-faced Judge that it was I, Fang Shi, who sent you! Haha..."

This Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivator who called himself Fang Shi raised his palm to strike, unleashing a vast Spirit Pattern Seal that descended upon Jiang Jichen.

He grinned malevolently, his eyes glinting with murderous glee.

"CRACK!"

However, in the next instant, his laughter cut off abruptly!

He stared in horror at his own palm. It... was shattered!

And the Foundation Establishment Cultivator reaching for Zuo Feng... was dead!

No one had seen Jiang Jichen move. It had happened too fast, at too close a range. It seemed he had only raised his fist.

And just like that, one man’s palm was shattered, and the other’s heart was obliterated.

It was a bloody scene, a shocking scene.

No one could have imagined such an outcome.

’He’s just a youth at the Grandmaster Realm. How can he be this strong?’

Everyone was shocked, stunned!

Jiang Jichen pulled Zuo Feng behind him, then looked at Fang Shi, whose hand had been shattered. His voice was calm as he said, "I’ll also let you die knowing. On the Yellow Springs Road, you can tell the Ghost-faced Judge that it was I, Lingchen, who killed you!"

These were the words Fang Shi often spoke to those he killed, but at this moment, he heard them directed at himself.

Then, his heart was likewise shattered, and his consciousness plunged into complete Darkness.

At close range, these men were simply courting death; none of them was a match for Jiang Jichen for even a single exchange.

Two of his underlings, dead in less than an instant!

For a moment, Qian Tong and his three remaining underlings found it impossible to accept, unable to believe what they had just seen.

They were always the ones who killed others, but today, the tables had turned...

"I admit I underestimated you, Minor Grandmaster. But you killed members of my Seven Profound Sect within our own territory. Do you realize... no one can save you now? You are now an enemy... of the entire Seven Profound Sect!"

Qian Tong no longer dared to act arrogant; he could see that this young man at the Grandmaster Realm was extraordinary.

But this was the Seven Profound Sect’s territory, specifically the Outer Sect where he held sway. Why should he be afraid of him?

"Call for reinforcements! Form up and surround him! Also, inform Young Master Zhang!"

Qian Tong immediately began to issue orders.

However, just as the order left his lips, he suddenly saw the young man, who had been a clear ten meters away, appear directly in front of him.

"Before they can kill us, I can kill you first!"

Jiang Jichen grabbed Qian Tong’s neck with one hand, hoisting his skinny body into the air as he spoke with an indifferent voice.

Just now, Jiang Jichen had used the Mountain River Shadow Stepping Technique. At a distance of only ten meters, even Qian Tong, a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Perfection Realm, had been completely unable to react.

Even in the final moment when he did react—mobilizing all of his Defense Power as he was about to retreat—Jiang Jichen had simply reached out one hand, easily piercing through his defensive light patterns and seizing him by the neck.

The power coming from the hand felt like the claw of a Barbaric Dragon; with the slightest movement, his neck would be utterly crushed.

Only now did Qian Tong truly, personally understand how terrifying this young Grandmaster was.

"Who dares to kill and cause trouble in my Seven Profound Sect?"

Just then, a cold voice rang out.

At the same time, a young man leading three cultivators with powerful auras shot through the air, appearing before Jiang Jichen in an instant.

"Release Qian Tong. I can spare your life, but you must leave an arm and a leg behind and stay in my Seven Profound Sect as a slave!"

The young man ordered Jiang Jichen in a condescending tone.

"Fucking idiot!"

However, Jiang Jichen just gave a cold smile and exerted force with his hand.

"SNAP!"

Qian Tong’s neck violently burst apart.