Chapter 374: Beating Them into an Apology

Chapter 374: Chapter 374: Beating Them into an Apology

Staring at the Elixir in Yi Xiaoyao’s hand, Di Shen’s face first paled, then became extremely grim.

Everyone had witnessed the ferocity of those two Pill Souls. No one dared to even try an Elixir forged by such things, unsure of just how potent its poison would be.

For all they knew, taking it would mean instant death.

"I’m not taking it. What are you going to do about it?"

After a moment of grim silence, Di Shen sneered at Yi Xiaoyao.

The crowd erupted in hisses when they saw Di Shen’s behavior.

"He was the one who proposed the alchemy duel, but now that he’s lost, he’s trying to weasel out of it!"

"But Di Shen has a point. If he refuses to take it, there’s nothing that kid can do."

"That’s right. This kid is several years younger than Di Shen, and his Alchemy Mastery is astonishingly high. He probably couldn’t dedicate time to his Cultivation, so his combat strength must be far lower than Di Shen’s."

Just as the crowd murmured, Di Shen was thinking the exact same thing. As for ruining his reputation by reneging on the deal, that was far better than taking that Poison Pill and losing his life.

"Out of my way!" A vicious expression flashed across Di Shen’s face. A powerful aura burst forth from him, thick with long-suppressed killing intent, as he suddenly thrust a palm toward Yi Xiaoyao.

"Di Shen, you shameless bastard!"

Yi Lu cried out in anger. This Di Shen was shameless to the extreme. After losing to Yi Xiaoyao in Alchemy Mastery, he had flown into a humiliated rage and suddenly attacked him.

Moreover, Di Shen had dared to insult Yi Lu earlier because he was banking on his family’s influence. Even if he seriously injured Yi Xiaoyao now, no one would be able to hold him accountable.

"First-Grade Creation Spiritual Skill, Flame-Devouring Palm!"

Di Shen’s Palm Seal carried a terrifying Flame, its scorching aura seeming to annihilate everything in its path as it instantly blasted toward Yi Xiaoyao’s face.

They were so close that Yi Xiaoyao had almost no way to dodge the blow.

The color drained from Yi Lu’s face. She thought the same as everyone else: though Yi Xiaoyao’s Alchemy Mastery was no less than her own, his strength was likely no match for the older Di Shen. If that palm landed, he would be severely wounded, if not killed.

Seeing Di Shen’s sudden attack, the cold smirk on Yi Xiaoyao’s lips widened. A frigid gleam flashed in his eyes as the Bloodthirsty Sword sang, erupting with a piercing cry as it left its sheath.

He naturally wouldn’t underestimate a Creation Spiritual Skill.

"Cyan Wood Life-cutting Sword!"

A cyan sword light followed Yi Xiaoyao’s cold shout, a single Slash descending as if to extinguish all Vitality.

This was the highest-level Swordsmanship from the Cyan Emperor’s legacy that Yi Xiaoyao could currently use, comparable to a Third-Grade Creation Spiritual Skill, its power absolutely terrifying.

The Cyan Wood Life-cutting Sword collided with the Flame-Devouring Palm. The blazing Flame palm was instantly cleaved in two by the cyan sword light. Blood sprayed furiously as a red line appeared across Di Shen’s right wrist, and his hand tumbled to the ground.

A scream of agony tore from Di Shen’s throat. He stared in disbelief at his bare wrist, his face splattered with his own gushing blood.

A fiery Illusion appeared. The tip of Yi Xiaoyao’s sword was pointed straight at Di Shen, a mere inch away.

"What..." Everyone gasped, sucking in a cold breath. In the crowd, Lan Yue’s mouth was also slightly agape. Her previous impression of Yi Xiaoyao as nothing but a braggart had been instantly shattered.

Yi Xiaoyao’s gaze was cold and detached as he stared at Di Shen. "Let’s settle our accounts, starting from the top. First, you will apologize to Honored Guest Elder Yi Lu."

Clutching his severed wrist, his face contorted with rage, Di Shen snarled through gritted teeth, "You... you dared to cut off my hand! The Di Family will not let you get away with this!"

SWISH!

Another flash of sword light, another spray of blood. To the sound of his own tortured scream, Di Shen’s left hand was severed.

Yi Xiaoyao flicked the Poison Pill from his hand, sending it shooting into Di Shen’s mouth, wide open as he screamed.

"Second, the Elixir you were supposed to take... you’re still taking it." A smirk played on Yi Xiaoyao’s lips as he spoke lightly. "Still not going to apologize?"

The moment the Poison Pill settled in his stomach, Di Shen’s face turned a shocking shade of red. The Pill Poison was activating.

"Quick, give me the antidote! I’ll apologize!"

Di Shen cried out in agony, immediately sitting down cross-legged to desperately circulate his Spiritual Power and suppress the Pill Poison within him.

THUD!

Yi Xiaoyao kicked the man to the ground, interrupting his circulation of Spiritual Power, and stomped down hard on his chest.

If Di Shen refused to apologize, he could only wait for the Pill Poison to fully activate and kill him.

This scene made everyone’s heart tremble. Yi Xiaoyao’s actions were terrifyingly domineering!

Yi Xiaoyao seemed completely unconcerned about whether someone would actually die. He normally couldn’t be bothered to deal with people like this; after all, compared to what he truly needed to accomplish, they weren’t even worth mentioning.

But this Di Shen had insisted on seeking his own death, crossing Yi Xiaoyao’s bottom line.

In that case, the only thing to do was to show him just how terrifying the person he had offended truly was!

At this moment, with no Spiritual Power to suppress it, the poison began to surge through Di Shen’s body. His skin took on a grotesque, blood-red color.

The murderous aura invisibly radiating from Yi Xiaoyao made Di Shen’s very soul tremble with uncontrollable fear.

An aura like that could only be accumulated through countless slaughters.

"I apologize!"

Di Shen roared, his face a mask of agony, "Honored Guest Elder Yi Lu! I, Di Shen, was ignorant of the truth! My words were insolent, and I have offended you! I am sorry!"

Yi Lu had been stunned into silence by Yi Xiaoyao’s domineering power. Hearing Di Shen’s apology, she finally snapped out of it and said to Yi Xiaoyao, "Let him go. It will be troublesome if this results in a death."

Yi Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow, kicked Di Shen aside, and gave Yi Lu a faint smile. In an instant, all the murderous aura and domineering presence vanished without a trace.

"I don’t have an antidote for this Poison Pill either," Yi Xiaoyao said. "It’s refined from the Blood-crying Poison Lotus. You’ll have to figure out a solution yourself."

His light, nonchalant voice drifted into Di Shen’s ears, filling his eyes with despair.

Yi Xiaoyao walked over to Yi Lu as if nothing had happened at all and said with a faint smile, "Let’s go."

Yi Lu nodded in a daze and followed Yi Xiaoyao as he left.

The remaining crowd watched Yi Xiaoyao’s departing figure, then looked at Di Shen, who was struggling to get up while suppressing the Pill Poison. They all swallowed nervously, their eyes filled with lingering fear.

"So that guy... he was actually that powerful!"

"He can actually refine a Double Soul Elixir! With such astonishing Alchemy Mastery, how have I never heard his name in all my years at the Holy Pill Academy?"

"Not only is his Alchemy Mastery astonishing, but his strength is terrifying too! Even Di Shen, who is in the Void Third Realm, was no match for him!"

In the crowd, Lan Yue listened blankly to the amazed discussions swirling around her. She remembered how she’d thought Yi Xiaoyao was just a braggart, how she’d assumed he couldn’t even understand the Honored Guest Elder’s lecture...

Only now did she understand that the person she had met before was not at all the arrogant blowhard she had imagined.

Thinking of this, and then looking at Di Shen, who was only getting what he deserved, Lan Yue couldn’t help but give a wry smile.

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(For the rest of today’s updates, please read them tomorrow morning. I’ve been dealing with a lot lately, and I’m not in a good state.)