The Imperial Martial Pill Venerable

With two beauties by his side and an age of no more than fifteen or sixteen—combining these two traits, Wang Yan instantly locked onto Qin Ya. A tyrannical aura, carrying waves of intense heat, bore down on him. "Kid, you’re the one who threw my brother into the lake, aren’t you? Do you have any idea what the consequences are for laying a hand on someone from the Wang Family?"

"Brother? You mean that idiot Wang Zilu?" Faced with Wang Yan’s pressure, Qin Ya was completely fearless. He took a step forward, shielding Leng Ningshuang and Qin Yuxiang behind him. "Throwing him in the lake was me being magnanimous."

Wang Yan’s eyebrow twitched. "Kid, you’ve got a lot of nerve, don’t you?"

"What, you want to go cool off in the lake too?"

The crowd looked from Wang Yan’s grim face to the calm and collected Qin Ya and couldn’t help but gasp. They had heard a little about who Wang Yan was. In the Imperial Capital, besides the older generation of experts, the most-watched were the young generation of Martial Artists.

Wang Yan was a leading figure among this younger generation of Martial Artists, a true youthful prodigy. At such a young age, his Cultivation had already reached the Spiritual Element Ninth Grade, and he was expected to one day break through to the Extraordinary Realm. Furthermore, the Wang Family behind him was a major power, second only to the Four Great Noble Families.

With such a background, status, and talent, he was a major figure even in the Imperial Capital, a place teeming with hidden dragons and crouching tigers where the winds of change converged.

Yet this youth before them had not only thrown the Wang Family’s second young master into the lake, but now, facing this prodigy of the Wang Family, he showed no intention of backing down. One could even say he was being aggressive.

’Could it be that he has some powerful backing?’

"Good. Very good." Instead of anger, Wang Yan laughed. He then looked at the two women behind Qin Ya, his gaze lingering on the white-robed, snow-haired Leng Ningshuang, a flash of amazement in his eyes. "No wonder my brother was so infatuated with you. Such a peerless beauty... even my heart is moved."

"Kneel and kowtow, and I’ll spare your life!" Wang Yan said coldly.

"No wonder you two are brothers. You’re both idiots," Qin Ya said, his tone laced with contempt.

Qin Ya’s attitude enraged Wang Yan. With a roar, he thrust a palm straight at Qin Ya. "Kid, die!"

"Overlapping Waves Palm, Seventh-Layer Wave!" Qin Ya’s eyes narrowed. His True Essence surged like an ocean tide, wave after wave.

As their palms met, a Qi Force as strong as a hurricane erupted, forcing the surrounding crowd to circulate their own energy to resist, their faces filled with terror.

BANG, BANG...

Taking the full force of this palm from the Spiritual Element Ninth Grade Wang Yan, Qin Ya was forced back several steps. He looked at Wang Yan, who hadn’t moved an inch, a grave look flashing in his eyes. ’A Cultivation at the Spiritual Element Ninth Grade is indeed strong.’

Wang Yan, meanwhile, was also shocked by Qin Ya’s performance. He had seen at a glance that Qin Ya’s Cultivation was only at the Profound Yuan Eighth Grade. Although that palm strike hadn’t been his full strength, he was a Spiritual Element Ninth Grade! Yet this kid had taken it and appeared completely unharmed.

’He’s fighting across a whole Great Realm!’

"Brother Qin, are you alright?" Leng Ningshuang hurried forward, grabbing Qin Ya’s arm with a worried expression. Qin Yuxiang, however, moved to stand in front of Qin Ya, her eyes filled with hostility.

"I’m fine, don’t worry." Qin Ya shook his head and slowly stepped forward. "Compared to your good-for-nothing brother, you do have some skill. But this little bit of skill... is not enough."

With that, Qin Ya executed the Carefree Travel Body Technique, turning into an afterimage as he rushed out of the restaurant. Seeing this, Wang Yan gave a sinister laugh, a flicker of War Intent igniting in his heart. ’Wants to change the battlefield, does he? A little interesting.’

Qin Ya skimmed across the lake’s surface, his figure like a soaring bird. Suddenly, he felt a scorching heat from behind. His heart leaped, and he spun around, blasting out with the Seventh-Layer Wave Palm Force. The Flame Saber Qi and Palm Qi collided, kicking up a series of towering waves. Qin Ya used the momentum to retreat onto a long corridor. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

At some point, Wang Yan had drawn a fiery red War Saber. Strands of Fire Serpents coiled around the blade. As he advanced, saber in hand, he looked like a Flame Demon.

"Kid, accept your death."

Wang Yan swung his War Saber, and a wave of Blade Qi sliced through the air.

"A good attack." Qin Ya’s gaze hardened. The Hundred Battles Long Spear suddenly appeared in his hand. With a flick of the spear, he shattered the Blade Qi.

The gap between their Realms was too great. Qin Ya didn’t want a protracted battle. Having made up his mind, he immediately unleashed an Extreme Technique. "Wind-Splitting!!"

The Hundred Battles Long Spear let out a piercing hum, as if it were excited, as if it were roaring. It pierced the sky and tore through the great wind, like a Flood Dragon emerging from the sea, baring its fangs and claws. Wang Yan’s pupils shrank. The hair on his body stood on end, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

’This spear strike cannot be underestimated!’

"Blazing Flame Saber!"

As one of the Wang Family’s Secret Techniques, the power of the Blazing Flame Saber was naturally immense. The Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi seemed to ignite, starting to boil. The flames on Wang Yan’s War Saber flared violently. Under the intense heat, the lake water actually began to evaporate, and the mist over its surface grew thicker. Countless onlookers were horrified.

One spear, one saber!

They seemed to become the focus of the entire world. To the crowd, it felt as if a long time had passed, and yet also as if it were just an instant. In the split second that the saber and spear clashed, a deafening roar echoed out, and a massive column of water erupted from the lake.

The thick mist over the lake obscured the two figures. Xiao Yi and his group, who had just arrived, happened to witness the moment the spear and saber clashed, their faces masks of shock. This was especially true for Li Hex, who had been defeated by Wang Yan not long ago. He knew he could never have received a saber strike like that. Thinking of the gap between them, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of bitterness.

"Holy shit, isn’t that Teacher Qin?" Xiao Yi had just caught a glimpse of Qin Ya’s face. Given his identity as a High-Level Teacher, his ability to contend with Wang Yan wasn’t particularly shocking.

A strange smile appeared on his face. ’Interesting. Wang Yan, oh Wang Yan. To think you’d go and provoke an Advanced Academy Teacher.’

Meanwhile, atop a tall building, two people were watching the battle below. One wore hemp clothes and a conical bamboo hat, while the other wore a White Fox mask. The masked person murmured to themselves, "The youngest High-Level Teacher in the history of Mingxin Academy... Qin Ya."

"Heh, I heard he was young, but seeing him in person, he’s ridiculously young. Only fifteen or sixteen. To become an Advanced Academy Teacher at that age... White Fox, he’s way more impressive than you," the man in the bamboo hat said, his voice hoarse.

"Oh? And what of it?" the masked person said flatly. Their voice sounded much younger than the hat-wearer’s. "Teacher is just a title. What’s most important is his strength."

"His strength isn’t bad either. He’s only at the Profound Yuan Eighth Grade Realm, yet he can fight so intensely with the young master of the Wang Family. Besides, you felt it too, didn’t you? The Great Trend contained in that last spear strike. That’s not something just anyone can comprehend."

The man in the bamboo hat chuckled.

"Are there so few in the Imperial Capital who have comprehended the Great Trend? Never mind the older generation of experts, there are several even among the youth," White Fox retorted. "Besides, if he doesn’t have any hidden cards, he’s probably going to lose this fight."

"Tch. The Master said he doesn’t want anyone causing trouble here. If something happens to a High-Level Teacher from Mingxin Academy, it won’t be good for us either," the man in the bamboo hat said slowly, pressing down on his hat as he gazed at the fight below.