Profound Heaven Soul Sovereign

After such a long and bitter period of cultivation, he had finally succeeded in mastering the First Transformation of the Nine Transformations of the Sacred Body.

SWISH!

A longsword suddenly appeared in Ye Xuan’s hand, and he viciously slashed it at his own left arm.

CLANG! The longsword rang out as if it had struck a hard piece of steel. Not even a white mark appeared on Ye Xuan’s skin.

’The Nine Transformations of the Sacred Body truly is formidable. I’ve only just reached the First Transformation, yet it’s already at this level—almost equivalent to the full defense of a First Layer Earth Martial Artist.’

The Nine Profound Prideful World Art that Ye Xuan cultivated was already incredibly powerful. Back when he broke through to the Xuanwu Realm Martial Master, his physical strength had already reached the level of a First Layer Earth Martial Artist.

But that was only in terms of physical strength.

A Martial Artist’s greatest strength wasn’t their physical body, but their Profound Qi. Only by combining the two could their defense and power reach their peak.

Now that Ye Xuan had mastered the First Transformation of the Nine Transformations of the Sacred Body, his physical defense immediately reached the level of a First Layer Earth Martial Artist’s full defense. This so-called full defense naturally included the combination of both physical body and Profound Qi.

In other words, Ye Xuan’s current physical toughness had increased severalfold compared to before he began his training.

Moreover, over three months of cultivation had brought Ye Xuan’s Profound Qi to the peak of the Martial Master First Layer, just one step away from the Second Layer.

Leaving the cultivation room, Ye Xuan returned to his dormitory.

The moment he entered the courtyard, his brow furrowed. The entire area was a mess, utterly chaotic. A series of piercing, incessant noises came from several of the rooms, seemingly without end.

He remembered that several other new students had moved into these rooms after the school year started.

Ye Xuan had met those new students before; they weren’t messy people. Besides, with Leng Yingying and the others around, how could the courtyard have gotten so disorderly after just three months?

As Ye Xuan was wondering about this, he suddenly heard a discussion from outside the courtyard.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Yuan Shan’s idea was brilliant. Having us occupy the other rooms in this courtyard means no one can say a thing."

"Yeah, I just wonder when this Ye Xuan will come out. What will he think when he sees his courtyard in such a mess?"

"I wonder how those three have been cultivating these past few days. It must be impossible to make any progress in such a noisy environment."

"Haha, they deserve it for offending Senior Brother Yuan Shan and our Crown Prince Alliance."

The students walked into the courtyard as they chatted. When they saw a figure standing there, they couldn’t help but jump in fright.

’Oh no.’ One of them saw Ye Xuan, and a chill ran through his heart as a trace of panic appeared in his eyes.

It was actually Wu Mie.

"Explain. What’s going on here?"

Ye Xuan’s figure blurred, and in an instant, he was in front of Wu Mie, who was leading the group. He shot out his right hand to grab him.

"Quick, go inform Senior Brother Yuan Shan!"

Wu Mie shouted in alarm, his Profound Qi circulating as he tapped his feet on the ground, about to retreat explosively.

But before he could make a move, a hand seemed to traverse space itself, instantly seizing him by the chest.

In that instant, the surging Profound Qi in Wu Mie’s body suddenly stagnated. He couldn’t mobilize even a sliver of it; it was completely out of his control.

"It’s Ye Xuan!"

"He’s the kid who injured Senior Brother Yuan Shan! He’s actually out of the cultivation room."

"Quick, go inform Senior Brother Yuan Shan!"

The remaining few panicked and were about to flee the courtyard.

"Hmph. All of you, stay put."

Ye Xuan snorted coldly, a frigid light in his eyes. His figure moved abruptly, like a phantom, as he charged into the group.

Instantly, cries of pain rang out continuously. A few breaths later, all the students were lying miserably on the ground, battered and bruised, wailing in agony.

These students were all at the Third Layer of Warrior. How could they possibly withstand a single exchange with Ye Xuan?

"Speak. What in the world is going on here?" Ye Xuan demanded, a cold glint in his eyes.

Held in Ye Xuan’s grasp, Wu Mie met that icy gaze, and a chill abruptly shot up from the soles of his feet, instantly spreading throughout his body.

In his perception, he was like a small boat tossed about on a stormy sea, in danger of being capsized at any moment.

Coupled with the memory of that painful scene in the Cultivation Tower over three months ago, Wu Mie’s mental defenses instantly crumbled.

"I’ll talk! I’ll talk..." Wu Mie’s face was filled with terror as he hurriedly explained the whole story.

It turned out that nearly a month ago, after Yuan Shan learned that Chen Xing and the others had left their cultivation rooms, he immediately brought people to the courtyard area, ready to cause trouble.

Unexpectedly, they happened to run into Teacher Yun Aoxue, who stopped Yuan Shan’s group and reprimanded them.

So, Yuan Shan came up with another idea. Through threats and bribes, they drove out the other students living in the courtyard and had Wu Mie’s group move in.

Wu Mie’s group’s objective was to make noise in the courtyard every day and turn the place into a complete mess, making it impossible for Chen Xing and the others to cultivate or live in peace.

According to academy rules, students were only forbidden from trespassing in others’ dorm rooms. Making some noise in a shared courtyard, even if Chen Xing and the others reported it to the academy’s Law Enforcement Team, was not something Wu Mie’s group could be seriously punished for.

"This Yuan Shan really doesn’t know when to quit."

A cold light gradually bloomed in Ye Xuan’s eyes. He turned to Wu Mie and said flatly, "It seems I was too merciful to you last time."

His voice wasn’t loud, but when it reached Wu Mie’s ears, goosebumps involuntarily broke out all over his body.

"No, let me go! I’ll never dare to do it again..."

BANG!

Wu Mie cried out in terror, but before he could finish his sentence, Ye Xuan had already sent him flying with a vicious kick.

The crisp sound of cracking bones echoed as Wu Mie slammed heavily against a nearby wall. His body slid down limply as he coughed up mouthfuls of blood.

Ye Xuan’s kick had broken an unknown number of his ribs, leaving him covered in blood. Moreover, Ye Xuan had also secretly infused a sliver of Soul Power into his body.

On the surface, it seemed Wu Mie hadn’t suffered any severe injuries, but from this day forward, it would be nearly impossible for his cultivation to advance even a single step.

Just then, a door in the courtyard suddenly burst open, and an enraged voice rang out.

"You lot, making a racket day and night! Do you really think we’re afraid of you?"

Chen Xing’s familiar booming voice sounded, filled with anger. Wreathed in surging Profound Qi, he charged out of his dorm room.

At the same time, Leng Yingying and Feng Rouyi’s doors also opened. The two walked out, their eyes flashing with a cold light.

However, when they saw the scene in the courtyard, their eyes all went wide.

"Young Master Xuan," they cried out in unison, their voices filled with pleasant surprise.

"It’s good to see you’re all well," Ye Xuan said with a faint smile to the three of them before turning his head to look at Wu Mie and the others.

"All of you, get lost."

"Yes, yes!"

The other wailing students struggled to their feet, helped Wu Mie up, and the group fled the courtyard in a sorry state.

"Young Master Xuan, you’re finally out of seclusion! Come on, take a move from me!"

After the group had left, Chen Xing let out an excited shout, leaped into the air, and suddenly threw a punch at Ye Xuan.

BOOM!

As the punch flew, the air roiled as if dragons and tigers were roaring. A large pocket of air in the void was suddenly compressed before exploding like a bomb, shooting toward Ye Xuan like lightning.

Just as Chen Xing’s fist was about to land on Ye Xuan’s chest, his expression suddenly changed.

He realized that Ye Xuan was facing his attack without dodging, evading, or even attempting to block or defend himself in the slightest.

’Not good.’

At the critical moment, it was too late for him to pull back his strength. With a loud BANG and a tremor in the air, his fist landed squarely on Ye Xuan’s chest.

A powerful rebounding force blasted him backward. Chen Xing staggered back more than a dozen steps before he could stop, a look of sheer horror on his face.

Across from him, Ye Xuan hadn’t moved an inch, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Meanwhile, the Profound Qi in Chen Xing’s own body was in turmoil, threatening to run rampant.

He suppressed the roiling Profound Qi within him and approached Ye Xuan in amazement. "Young Master Xuan, why didn’t you dodge? Are you okay?" he asked, shocked.

As he spoke, he even reached out to touch Ye Xuan’s chest, only to have his hand slapped away.

"Not bad. It’s only been a little over three months, yet you’ve already broken through to the Second Layer of Warrior. And with such dense Profound Qi, you must be close to the Third Layer of Warrior."

Ye Xuan smiled faintly. Chen Xing’s punch had been fierce and powerful, brimming with Profound Qi. He had clearly reached the peak of the Second Layer of Warrior and wasn’t far from the Third Layer of Warrior.

"Alright, Young Master Xuan, stop praising me," Chen Xing said with a bitter smile. "I was hoping to give you a surprise, but instead of a surprise, I got the shock of my life."

Worried about Ye Xuan, he had used his Profound Sense to carefully examine Ye Xuan’s chest, only to be stunned when he couldn’t find even a single scratch.

’Freakish. This is just too freakish. Was my full-power attack really that weak?’ Chen Xing’s confidence took a heavy blow.

"Ye Xuan, your defense is just too freakish, isn’t it?"

Leng Yingying and Feng Rouyi also walked over, their faces full of surprise.

With their discerning eyes, they could naturally tell that Chen Xing hadn’t held back at all. For a moment when the fist was about to land, they had been sweating for Ye Xuan, but the result left them utterly flabbergasted.

If they weren’t so concerned with propriety, the two of them would have also liked to touch Ye Xuan’s chest to see what his skin and body were made of.

Ye Xuan smiled faintly. "Chen Xing, don’t sell yourself short. I just cultivated a Body Refining Divine Ability, so my defense is a bit stronger."

"You call that ’a bit stronger’? Do you really think I’m a three-year-old? Forget it, don’t try to comfort me. I’ll just go have a good cry." Chen Xing’s chubby face twisted into an expression of someone who wanted to cry but had no tears left.